After a thirty-hour journey plus transfers, everyone will be quite tired. After dinner, Yang Deshan suggested that everyone take a rest first.
Even if they talk about work, it is Yang Deshan, Guo Jian and Wang Jianzhong who talk first, and it is not Cao Mo's turn to intervene in the project. Sirina still has to stay to clean up the mess at the table, so he and Song Yuqing take Wang Wen back to the residence next door.
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The room assigned to Wang Wen is on the first floor. She is an energetic and curious girl. She does not appear to be too tired. Maybe she has not recovered from jet lag and is not sleepy.
At this time, the power in Dracula had just gone out. Wang Wen, who had grown up in the city, probably had never experienced the habit of staying in the room alone with a candle for lighting. When he entered the building, he clung to Song Yuqing, saying that tonight
I want to sleep in the same room with her.
The day before yesterday, Cao Mo contacted Jiaying and said that the group was sending new employees to Draculamore. Jiaying also acted quickly and got the contact information of the employees who would come to Draculamore from Cao Mo before they boarded the plane.
Ask them to bring a suitcase over.
Cao Mo had just received the suitcase Jiaying had brought him, and now he had time to open it when he returned to the room.
In addition to tea and cigarettes, the main thing was a bunch of information books he asked Jiaying to find in China.
"Cao Mo, there's no electricity, what are you doing in your room alone? Come and chat with us!" Wang Wen didn't knock on the door, just opened the door and shouted.
After Wang Wen entered the building, he put on a large white T-shirt. The T-shirt covered his thighs, as if he was wearing nothing underneath.
Wang Wen is considered a pretty girl, but unfortunately standing next to Song Yuqing, she looks a little ordinary.
And her pair of slender long legs, which she was quite proud of and even made Song Yuqing envious of, had no appeal to Cao Mo. They were too thin.
Cao Mo said, "I'll be there soon!"
"Then hurry up!" Wang Wen turned around and left without any thought.
Cao Mo put all the information on the desk for the time being, walked to the opposite room, opened the door and walked in.
"Ah, close the door quickly..."
When Song Yuqing saw Cao Mo pushing open the door and coming in, she called out and quickly clasped her hands on her chest and squatted down.
Cao Mo quickly closed the door behind him.
"Go out first and then close the door. Are you stupid or stupid?" Song Yuqing glared at Cao Mo and shouted in a low voice.
"Ah? Oh..." Cao Mo came to his senses, opened the door, walked out and closed it again. After a while, he knocked on the door again and asked, "Can I go in now?"
"Did you do it on purpose just now?" Song Yuqing opened the door and glared at Cao Mo through gritted teeth.
Before taking over the Yibo Ancient Gold Mine, Cao Mo would sometimes sit on the balcony and chat with Song Yuqing, but rarely went into her room directly. After taking over the Yibo Ancient Gold Mine, he rarely returned to Draculamore.
After leaving this villa, there was no room to sit on the balcony together. Who would have thought that Song Yuqing was changing clothes in the room without locking the door?
Besides, Wang Wen was the one who called him over to chat. He didn’t expect this situation to happen at all!
"Wang Wen just called me over to chat. I thought - hey, where is she?" Cao Mo asked in confusion, not seeing Wang Wen in the room.
Did Wang Wen lie to him just now and deliberately ask him to come over and catch Song Yuqing changing clothes?
However, his damn intuition, why didn't he notice it just now?
"Wang Wen helped me buy some cosmetics at the duty-free shop when she was transiting from Italy. She just went downstairs and went through the suitcase to help me find it - I told you about the closing of the store just now?" Song Yuqing didn't let him change the subject.
go.
Cao Mo patted his head. It turned out that his keen intuition had not failed. It was just a misunderstanding. He said:
"At that moment, I was really confused. Sister Yuqing, you have to be more confident. No man can not be confused at that moment and understand your instructions correctly."
"Bah!" Song Yuqing pouted at Cao Mo. Seeing that he was still pretending to be shameless, her almond-shaped eyes wanted to stare back. When she saw Wang Wen coming upstairs with a bunch of cosmetics he bought in Turnaround Times, she took the things.
He turned around and went back to the room first.
"Why don't you go in? What are you doing at the door?" Wang Wen looked at Cao Mo curiously.
She regarded Cao Mo as a big boy of the same age. Firstly, there were people of the same age in the branch, so she no longer felt lonely. Secondly, Cao Mo was handsome and would always be liked by others.
She is a girl with a cheerful personality. Even if it was her first contact today, she did not seem unfamiliar and urged him to quickly enter the room to chat.
Song Yuqing wore a local colored batik dress during the day, and just after taking a shower, she put on her nightgown and chatted with Wang Wen in the room.
Wang Wen said he wanted to bring Cao Mo over to chat. She hesitated for a while before deciding to add another piece of underwear.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the nightgown was taken off from the upper body to the waist, and the underwear was in his hand, Cao Mo pushed open the door and barged in.
At this moment, Song Yuqing added a piece of underwear to her nightgown, but when she stood up, the hem of her nightgown was just above her knees. When she was curled up on the bed and chatting, her two long, white legs were exposed a bit.
In the past, Song Yuqing could pretend not to notice when Cao Mo glanced at her, but today she felt an indescribable discomfort all over her body. She couldn't help but pretend to pat her leg: "There are mosquitoes, I have to wear a long pair of clothes."
pants, otherwise your legs will be full of red envelopes tomorrow!”
As she spoke, she found a pair of trousers from the closet, ran into the bathroom and put it on under her nightgown. When she came out, she saw Wang Wen wearing a large T-shirt covering his shorts, as if he was wearing nothing on his lower body.
He said, "Go and change into a pair of trousers so you don't get bitten by mosquitoes."
"Are there no mosquitoes in the room?" Wang Wen asked strangely, sitting still.
Cao Mo was depressed. He hid his legs, but did he care whether others showed their legs or not? When he saw Song Yuqing deliberately sitting in front of Wang Wen, blocking his view, he clenched his fist and waved at her while Wang Wen couldn't see him.
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Cao Mo was talking nonsense about what he had seen in Draculamore in the past two years, but Wang Wen was a newbie and was not afraid of tigers. Instead of being afraid, he was full of excitement about the next work and life in Draculamore, and he even shouted
Ask Cao Mo to take her around tomorrow to learn more.
How could Cao Mo agree to it and explain in a perfunctory manner that no one would be able to leave due to the many things that would happen tomorrow?
Before eleven o'clock, the power supply was back to normal.
After all, Wang Wen was tired. Seeing that the power supply was normal, he stopped clinging to Song Yuqing, yawned and went downstairs to rest.
"Wang Wen is very interested in you. Why don't you agree to accompany me to visit Draculamore tomorrow?" Song Yuqing stared at Cao Mo and asked, "You won't take advantage of such a good opportunity?"
Seeing that Song Yuqing said she was inciting her, but she didn't mean it in her heart at all, Cao Mo wanted to joke with her and say something like, "I'm quite interested in you too, why haven't I seen you take advantage of it?"
However, when chatting just now, Wang Wen mentioned Song Yuqing's husband Zhou Jun in China.
The cosmetics Wang Wen bought for Song Yuqing when he was transiting in Italy and visited a duty-free shop were actually purchased by Zhou Jun on Wang Wen's behalf, not by Song Yuqing's contact with Wang Wen.
When Cao Mo thought about this, he felt that making such a joke was boring, so he shrugged and walked back to his room.
In addition to a large stack of books, Cao Mo had just opened other things Jiaying had brought from China. There were large bags of loose tea. He asked Jiaying to bring more cigarettes, but there were only two bags stuffed in the entire suitcase.
, and also posted a picture of diseased lungs that was cut out from somewhere. Cao Mo was so angry that he quickly turned on his computer and opened QQ. When he saw that Jiaying was online, he typed a sentence: "You are really useless now."
It’s not cute anymore!”
The other party replied with a question mark.
"Learn to act stupid. Why are you online so early today? It should be seven o'clock in the morning in China right? Have you set your alarm and gotten up early to play games?"
"Ah, you are looking for Jiaying. I was confused. I thought you were talking about me."
"Who are you kidding? Do you think that I won't settle the score with you about the cigarettes? You're such a brat now. No matter how old I am about smoking, believe it or not, I'll give you a discount on your Christmas gift..."
"I'm Cheng Xi. It's the weekend today. Jiaying stayed at my house yesterday. She was still lying on the bed and asked me to connect her QQ. Just now I checked the paper information and saw QQ light up. I thought you were following me.
Even though we were chatting, I was a little confused!"
"..." Cao Mo's fingers stopped on the keyboard. His terrifying intuition could not detect Cheng Xi's emotional changes across the screen through the radio waves. After a while, he typed back and replied, "A colleague in the company has been transferred to
When I came from Africa, I asked Jiaying to bring me two packs of cigarettes from China. She brought two packs of cigarettes and posted a picture of lung cancer cut out from somewhere. It made me sick for two days and I didn’t want to smoke."
Cheng Xi replied with three smiling emoticons: "Jia Ying is so uncute!!"
Cao Mo was about to reply when the voice call button flashed.
Cao Mo felt nervous for a while. He took the QQ voice call, but it was Jiaying's voice that came intermittently: "Brother, have you received the tea and the book? I slept at Cheng Xi's house last night - by the way, your company
With so many new employees going to Africa, you should be able to come back from vacation this year, right? Sister Cheng Xi also said she wanted to see you..."
The network quality of Dracula Mo was so bad that it was uncomfortable to listen to Jiaying's soft and waxy voice intermittently. Cao Mo cut off the voice and started typing to chat with her.
In the past, he was just an ordinary employee of Dongsheng. When new employees were posted here, he could of course go back to China to take a month's annual leave, and the company would reimburse him for the air tickets. But in the current situation, how could he leave and leave for a month or two?
regardless of?
I could only tell Jiaying that the company wanted to acquire projects in West Africa and was short of manpower. He was also very busy doing odd jobs behind him. There was still no hope of returning to China this year.
He would not tell Jiaying about the hardships and dangers of being in Draculamore, lest she would be worried and uneasy. She was robbed at gunpoint as soon as she arrived in Africa, her mobile phone and wallet were robbed twice on the street, and she almost lost her soul in Ibogu Village.
He didn't tell Jiaying about being in a foreign land and guarding the mine like a savage. At this time, he could only make up other reasons not to go back.
"By the way, during dinner, Uncle Yang said that our dad did very well in prison. He also patented some invention, and his sentence was commuted for meritorious service. He should be released from prison next year." Jiaying replied.
"Let's not talk about that old bastard and his bad mood - how is grandma doing?"
"What can she do? The old men and women near the card player's house are almost crying after winning, so they can only run farther away every day to join in the game."
"This damn old lady and her son have the same character, so we won't talk about her anymore."
"Hehe, I will definitely tell grandma what you said."
"No, please don't, I can't afford to offend that old lady."
"Double the Christmas gift, sister Cheng Xi also wants one." Jiaying responded with the threat.