Cheng Pinghe deliberately went on this trip because he wanted Yang Weihua to vent his grievances, find out his thoughts, and persuade him to make peace with Cheng Zhongguo.

At the moment, Nagahara is too chaotic to fold the general.

But when the words were finished, the wine was drunk, but she was the one who was confused.

Coming out of Yang's house, I don't know when it rained, and the night was like a net. Cheng Pinghe didn't have an umbrella, the rain was floating on his hot face, but he felt a little clear - drunk, she had a good idea of how much she drank.

Yang Weihua was going to send her back, but she stopped her - half of the people in the city are related to Changyuan, and almost half of the people in the city know her, what can happen.

"Tomorrow ......," Cheng Pinghe asked when parting. She hopes that Yang Weihua will go to work normally and attend regular meetings normally, so what happened at today's meeting will be a few gossips at most in the factory, and gossip will never be cut in a small place, but no one will take it seriously.

Yang Weihua just smiled.

As Cheng Pinghe walked, he pondered the meaning behind Yang Weihua's smile: as before, he had passed this layer, or was he unwilling to give hope.

She couldn't guess, but her heart was pounding with alcohol.

If Xu Tao was her, what would she do?

Cheng Pinghe stood still and looked up at the sky. The sky was not dark, and it was slightly red, if only Mr. Zhao was here, she thought of Zhao Gang in a state of confusion. This uncle's best friend, the veteran of Nagahara who is most qualified to speak, and the one who can solve problems the most, was sent to the prison cell by the uncle.

What to do......

- How is Nagahara, what does it have to do with you? I see that you have been a sound worm for a long time, and you have forgotten that you are still a person.

Zhao Congzhou's words floated in her mind, and at the same time his disapproving smile appeared.

Cheng Pinghe cheered up and continued to move forward. Who wouldn't say, could it be that Zhao Congzhou could let go of Changyuan again? They were born here, grew up here, benefited from this, and were bound here. She took out her phone and swiped the screen, found the name in the contact list, paused, and clicked on it.

The beep sounded twice unhurriedly, and Cheng Pinghe was weak for no reason, so he quickly pressed it again.

No way!

She thought sadly that she couldn't ask others about something, although "Director Cheng" was like mud that couldn't be pasted on the wall and was useless, but she should also have corresponding professional ethics: be cautious in words and be cautious in deeds.

The mobile phone in the palm of his hand vibrated and was called.

Cheng Pinghe stared at the phone screen, quietly watching it ring and ring, and then quiet. She wiped her face, and the rain drenched her hair, dripping down the water.

If you don't answer, you can probably be misdialed.

Sure enough, there were no more calls. She strode forward, stepping through the thin layer of water on the pavement, and there was a kind of willful pleasure.

Cheng Pinghe walked two streets forward and found that turning a corner was where Xu Tao lived. She was a little confused in her mind, and suddenly a recurring thought popped up: The heavens will descend on the Si people, is it better to endure hardships when she is young, or not to endure hardships? She envied Xu Tao's ability, but obviously Xu Tao had endured hardships, so she didn't know if she could also become a piece of wood if she was squeezed to death.

Thinking too much, Cheng was peaceful, she said to herself, the key is not to endure hardship, but to ...... She's a piece of waste.

When the mobile phone vibrated again, Cheng Pinghe realized that she was walking towards Xu Tao without knowing it, cough, what is this, even drinking is a glass of pouring material. She shook her head helplessly at herself, and casually swiped the phone to beg for mercy, "Come back immediately." "On the big night, there was no one else but my cousin.

"It's me. The voice on the other side was very calm, "You are looking for me, is there something wrong?"

Can't you find it if you have nothing to do, Cheng Pinghe's heart was sour, "No, it's a mistake!" She wiped her face indiscriminately, suppressed her disobedient tongue, and said in as clear a voice as possible, "It's really okay, oh, by the way, you read the monthly report?"

Is this crying? A thick nasal voice, and a bit of a big tongue, like drinking. Shen Hao frowned and said, "Where are you, I'll come to you." ”

"No, no—" Cheng Pinghe refused in a panic, but tonight her brain seemed to have been disconnected from her mouth, and she heard herself ask very directly, "Are you here to help Xu Tao find out the news?"

Shen Hao was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"Since she came, there have been a lot of things in the factory, have they been bought by her? I know you all help her, because we are sorry for her. Cheng Pinghe sniffed, feeling that he couldn't hold it anymore, "It's been so long, it's like there's something wrong, can't you forget it?!"

Shen Hao smiled, "What did Xu Tao do?"

Cheng Pinghe shook his head, "I don't know, I don't understand, it's the sixth sense, I think she has bad intentions." ”

"I thought you were friends with her. Shen Hao's voice became serious.

The hot current rushed out of his eyes, "Yes, friend," Cheng Pinghe raised his hand to hold his nose so as not to cry, "I like her, but I am afraid of her...... I know that you and her are in the same world, she has pulled Zhao Congzhou over, I don't understand what she is going to do? Does she want to replace my uncle? The workers will not choose her, don't look at them listening to her now, come to the real they would rather choose my brother. ”

Shen Hao laughed, "Are you drunk?"

Cheng Pinghe nodded, "It's drunk, otherwise I don't dare to say it, I'm afraid that if I say it, even the superficial friendship will be gone, and you won't bother to perfunctory me." You don't have to talk, I know, you won't be so rude, but it's just polite. She muttered, "You guys...... No matter how fierce the audience is, you will still be polite on the stage, even if you look down on ......"

Someone approached with an umbrella, Cheng Pinghe lowered his voice, "You won't show it, you won't even say bad things behind people's backs......"

The man holding the umbrella stopped in front of Cheng Pinghe and asked in surprise, "Pinghe, why are you getting rained here?"

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