"My luggage. When I was at the airport, I asked Sun Zhongwei's driver to help me deliver it to the top. Strangely, when I arrived at the company, the other party called and said that the luggage had been delivered. Why can't I find it everywhere? Could it be that
Sun Zhongwei's driver lied to me? He lied to me for my luggage and delivered it. In fact, he didn't. Did he steal my luggage? Even the luggage of an old man who was about to die. Now these young people have very low thinking and moral character!
"Grandpa Zheng muttered to himself, without turning his head back, and continued to search for it with a low and low position.
luggage?
Zheng Keyun glanced at the two big boxes and a duffel bag next to the sofa, and didn't know what to say when Grandpa Zheng was blind.
He sighed a long time and reminded him, "Grandpa, please look up and look at the direction of three o'clock."
"At three o'clock?" Grandpa Zheng was stunned for a moment, stopped and looked in the direction Zheng Keyun guided.[
"Huh? Why is my luggage here? Didn't it be stolen by Sun Zhongwei's driver?" Grandpa Zheng said with a puzzled look.
"..." Zheng Keyun had a black thread. He really couldn't do anything about this strange old man.
He sighed a long time, walked up to Grandpa Zheng, pressed his shoulder, and said with a serious look, "Grandpa, you have been flying for so long, you should be very tired, go upstairs first
Take a shower, take a break, and I will go upstairs to call you when I’m going to lunch.”
Zheng Keyun said while pushing Grandpa Zheng upstairs so that he would not say anything off-line, making Xia Ruoqi think that his grandpa had just been released from a mental hospital.
"Wait! Wait!" Grandpa Zheng screamed, and slapped Zheng Keyun's hand with a dark face, stopping Zheng Keyun from pushing him upstairs, and said unhappily, "I still have something to do!
What do you push me to do!”
"Didn't you just say you're very tired? The luggage has been sent back, what else can you do?" Zheng Keyun sighed helplessly.
"No matter how tired I am, I can't forget my fat!" Grandpa Zheng roared in dissatisfaction, pushed Zheng Keyun away, and walked towards the duffel bag placed next to the sofa.
"Ah Fei?" Zheng Keyun's eyes twitched hard, and the nerves in his body became tense, and a strong, unknown premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
"Yes." Grandpa Zheng nodded, unzipped the duffel bag, and took out a huge monster from the duffel bag.
Zheng Keyun looked at the arms of Grandpa Zheng in surprise—
The black ball had white hair on one side of the eyes, and it looked like a fat fat with an eye mask.
"God! What is this? Are the fat meat you brought back from the UK?" Zheng Keyun exclaimed subconsciously.
"Concave--" A pair of dark brown eyes glared at Zheng Keyun unhappily.
Zheng Keyun subconsciously took a step back.
"What fat meat?!" Grandpa Zheng gave his grandson a displeasure, and hugged the black giant cat with oiliness and came to Xia Ruoqi, "This is the wandering I picked up on the street when I was in London, England, and I picked up on the street.
The cat, where it has been mixed, is invincible, and the mouse can't resist its half-stand!"
Grandpa Zheng said, putting the fat black giant cat into Xia Ruoqi's hand.
Xia Ruoqi had never expected that Grandpa Zheng would suddenly stuff the black giant cat into his arms, without any preparation, and staggered backwards and almost fell down.