A jeep with military license plates parked in the compound.
The guy in the passenger seat started vomiting as soon as he opened the car door.
Here Chang Yuncheng got out of the car neatly, raised his hand, thought about it, and finally put his hand on the steering wheel and patted it, as if he was habitually comforting his horse.
Sure enough, driving is much more comfortable than taking a car, and it feels much better to be in control of oneself than to be controlled by others.
Outside the door, the old man was carrying a bird cage and looked over with a smile.
"Yes, I learned very quickly." He said.
Chang Yuncheng nodded as a thank you and stepped up the steps.
The nanny here ran over and helped the little boy.
"It's going to kill me. This car is not for people to sit in..." he said.
After entering the room and drinking water for a while, he calmed down and looked at Chang Yuncheng sitting opposite.
Chang Yuncheng looked through the stack of paper in his hand with a serious expression.
"What is this?" Xiao Pingtou asked, leaning over to take a look.
Chang Yuncheng didn't answer.
"We have the address, phone number, and photos." The old man's voice came from the door, "These are registered doctors selected from across the country, with ages ranging from 20 to 80. However, if the person you are looking for is not a registered doctor, just
You’ll have to find someone else.”
Chang Yuncheng hummed and looked through the lists.
"What are you looking for?" Xiao Pingtou asked unwillingly.
Chang Yuncheng didn't even raise his head.
"Tea," he said, holding out his hand.
Xiao Pingtou subconsciously handed him the tea cup in front of him. Chang Yuncheng took it, took a sip, put it down, and then looked at the paper in front of him.
"Ouch, feed me..." Xiaoping came back to his senses and realized what he was doing. He opened his mouth to curse, but when he saw the figure of his grandfather at the door, he swallowed it back in time.
I said there is something wrong with this kid! Who is he? I am the young master of this family, okay! Why do you act like you are all serving me? And you even serve me...
"There is a mobile phone number on it, but it may not be accurate. You can try." The old man said again.
Chang Yuncheng hummed.
"Hey, do you have a mobile phone?" Xiao Pingtou finally took the opportunity and asked with a bit of pride.
"No." Chang Yuncheng said, still not looking up.
I don't know, I should ask him if he can use it...
Xiao Pingtou happily prepared to say something again, but Chang Yuncheng raised his head and looked at him.
Xiao Pingtou didn't know what was going on, but after seeing this, he suddenly didn't dare to speak anymore.
"No more now." Chang Yuncheng said, closing the thick pile of paper, standing up, and looking at the old man at the door, "Thank you, sir."
The old man smiled slightly.
"You are my savior. It's such a small thing," he said.
Chang Yuncheng nodded and accepted it calmly.
"Then I'll take my leave," he said.
Xiaoping came back to his senses. He was very depressed because he was shocked by someone's look just now. He subconsciously picked up the tea cup on the table to cover up his discomfort. At this time, he heard and looked over in surprise. What is this kid pretending to be? He is so big.
When I meet a thick-legged person, I don’t step forward to hug him tightly, but I want to leave?
Are you ready to welcome or refuse?
The old man was not surprised and still smiled.
"Do you have money?" the old man asked.
"No." Chang Yuncheng said, "But I can earn it."
"What do you know?" the old man asked again.
"Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting." Chang Yuncheng said.
The little flathead was drinking water and squirted when he heard this.
Oh mom, music, chess, calligraphy and painting...
Are all savages today at this level?
"This is literacy, not skills." The old man did not laugh, but said, "Do you have an academic degree? Do you understand foreign languages? Can you use a computer? Do you understand industry regulations?"
Chang Yuncheng looked at him with a calm expression.
"I don't understand now, but I will understand." He said.
The old man shook his head.
"Young man, overcorrection is not good, not good," he said.
The little boy poked his head in the room. What were these two people saying? Why couldn't he understand?
Chang Yuncheng looked at the old man and then smiled.
"So, is the old gentleman hiring workers here?" he asked.
The old man laughed.
"Oh, I'm such a bad old man." He said, while playing with the bird in the cage, "There's no point in eating dry food. It's good to support yourself..."
Chang Yuncheng smiled.
"Do you need me, please?" he asked with a slight nod.
The little boy behind him was dumbfounded.
Oh my god, does your attitude and tone sound like you are asking for help? Is this a gift of mercy?
Who is this person? No, this is not a human being? Is there something wrong with his brain?
The old man laughed.
"Don't dare," he said, thinking for a moment, "I still need a gatekeeper here. If you don't mind, I'll let you go."
Chang Yuncheng nodded.
"Thank you." he said.
This thank you sound to Xiao Pingtou's ears as if he said it was a good day.
This man is really a savage, a gatekeeper! He really deserves to be a gatekeeper!
Grandpa, the only people who can see the gate here are the Central Guard Corps!
Central Guard Corps!
How many people struggle all their lives but never get in!
Damn it, this country bumpkin...
Who would believe that he is not his biological grandson?
The old man smiled and walked the bird, waving for a guard to come over.
"Go and ask Colonel Zhang to come over. I have something to tell him," he said.
The guard saluted and ran away.
"There is a computer on the second floor, and these things are all extracted from the computer." The old man said again, pointing to the paper in Chang Yuncheng's hand.
Chang Yuncheng's eyes lit up.
"Learn it, it will be of great use." The old man said, and walked away with his hands behind his hands.
Chang Yuncheng turned around without any politeness and was about to go upstairs. Xiao Pingtou followed him.
"Hey, boy," he shouted.
Chang Yuncheng stopped and looked back at him from the stairs.
This kind of condescension makes this kid's expression even more arrogant, so shameless!
Xiaoping walked upstairs, squeezed to the front, and then looked back at him.
"Who are you?" he asked solemnly with a straight face.
Chang Yuncheng looked at him and took out his ID card from his pocket...
"Go, go." Xiao Pingtou waved his hands angrily, "I'm not a fool, my grandfather got this certificate for you!"
"But, the person above me is me." Chang Yuncheng said, calmly retracting his hand and passing by Xiao Pingtou.
His movements were slow, his figure was tall and tall, and his flat head looked slightly dazed.
This behavior doesn't look like a black man picked up from the mountains. He is obviously a young man!
"Oh, you know how to use a computer, right?"
On the stairs, our young master stopped again, turned sideways and asked.
Xiao Pingtou nodded subconsciously.
"Come, teach me." Chang Yuncheng said.
Xiao Pingtou sighed, raised his feet and took two steps to wake up.
"Who do you think you are?" he shouted with a glare, "I will do whatever you ask me to do! I will take care of you when I am free!"
After that, he turned around and went downstairs.
"If you don't teach, don't teach. You're not the only one who knows it." Chang Yuncheng said, looking downstairs, "Whoever knows computers, please teach me."
An orderly downstairs had already heard the conversation between the old man and Chang Yuncheng, and he responded and came up.
When night falls, a military-branded jeep is driving on the street, with neon lights flashing on both sides and tall buildings on all sides. The roar of cars and the sound of music on the street are intertwined, kicking off the bustling city that never sleeps.
Chang Yuncheng drove the car alone, still shaking rapidly. Compared with his horse, this cold iron thing was really difficult to use.
He was holding the steering wheel with one hand and the side of his face with the other. The car windows were wide open, and the night wind mixed with various strange smells was whistling in front of him.
This is that woman's world.
you..
us…
It was a word she would say from time to time at that time... Now that I think about it, I know what it means.
There was an urgent beep, Chang Yuncheng turned the steering wheel suddenly, and narrowly missed a car on the left.
"I wonder if you can drive..."
The car window over there was rolled down, and a man stretched out his middle finger and cursed.
Before he could finish his scolding, Chang Yuncheng raised his hand and poured out half a cup of tea on the side without looking, hitting the man in the face. Then he stepped on the accelerator and left the car behind.
Leave the yelling behind you.
"The tea here tastes really bad." Chang Yuncheng looked at the small teacup that was put back and shook his head.
The car originally contained mineral water, but he couldn't get used to drinking it, so he replaced it with teapots and cups.
The car turned onto an eight-lane road, and the night scene became less noisy and more peaceful.
Chang Yuncheng was still in the same posture, but he was driving at a slower speed.
Take a good look at the world this woman lives in...
Are you lonely...
The woman's voice echoed in my ears.
The long sigh at that time, he thought she was trying to figure out his feelings, but it turned out that it was really just a sigh.
A strange world, strange people, strange habits, strange everything.
Chang Yuncheng took a breath and stopped the car.
The sudden stop made the cars behind me honk loudly.
Chang Yuncheng then drove leisurely to the side of the road and stopped, leaned on the back of his chair, took out a folder, and opened it. Inside was the word Qi Yue.
He stretched out his hand and slowly stroked these two words with his slender fingers.
Fortunately, you wrote this name for Aru, otherwise, the pronunciation of the word "yue" is infinite, and it would be like finding a needle in a haystack.
You must be here? But, where?
Mr. Chang, you have to know that this matter cannot be guaranteed. I don’t know when or where. Are you willing?
Mr. Chang, have you ever thought that if this opportunity never comes, and she cannot see this scalpel, or if she sees it, she will not get it, then you will be trapped in the dark world forever, endlessly?
Are you willing to end without end, end without end, and have no shore?
Mr. Chang, have you ever thought about it, what if you could really go to Mrs. Qi, but her voice and smile were completely unknown, or she was childish, or she had white hair, or she was a skeleton, would you be willing?
Mr. Chang, do you know that this matter is extremely risky and only a matter of chance, are you really willing to do it?
Chang Yuncheng's fingers slowly rubbed the names on the paper. After each name, there was a small portrait, no, a photo.
The people in these photos are old, young, beautiful, and ugly.
Qi Yueniang, you have seen and got the scalpel, right? Do you know that I am here?
Qi Yueniang, I do.
He reached out and picked up the cell phone beside him, pointing at Qi Yue who was first in line with one hand. The photo showed a woman about forty years old. His finger finally landed on the strange symbol.
He dialed the same symbols on his phone one by one according to the symbols, took a deep breath and pressed the call button without hesitation.
The ding-ding-dong-dong ringing sounded in his ears, and just when Chang Yuncheng was about to suffocate, the phone was connected, and a voice with a bit of impatience called out.
"Qi Yueniang, I am Chang Yuncheng." Chang Yuncheng said, his voice trembling.
"Crazy! Wrong number!" the voice on the other side shouted, followed by a beeping sound.
Is this a hang-up?
Chang Yuncheng took a breath, ticked the first number with the pen on the folder, and started pressing the next number.
Under the street lights, the traffic passing by on the road made this military vehicle parked aside stand out. (To be continued)