"Hey, what's the matter?" a guard called out to him.

"Oh, I'm here to deliver something, Li Jianguo from room 404. Zhang Wushen took the bag down and signaled.

"Go over there and register. The guard pointed to the registry office.

"Comrade, I'm looking for someone. Zhang Wushen stood at the registration office and woke up the sleepy-eyed Zheng Jiyuan.

"Looking for whom?"

"Li Jianguo of Room 404. ”

"404," Zheng Jiyuan looked through, "not this person." ”

"It's not... Impossible, right?" Zhang Wushen was confused, thinking that he had misremembered, "That Li Jianguo doesn't have this person?"

"There are many people who call Li Jianguo," Zheng Jiyuan was impatient, and he was very angry when he was woken up just now.

"He has a child with him named Li Yiming. Zhang Wushen said again.

Zheng Jiyuan seemed to remember something, the father and son who changed rooms, the one who didn't want two pieces for one, and the one who said that someone was looking for him in the afternoon, and he forgot his name.

"Take a look at the work card. Zheng Jiyuan said with a straight face.

Zhang Wushen was deeply entangled: "No." ”

"No?" Zheng Jiyuan's eyes looked straight up and down at the well-dressed young and middle-aged man, "Social youth?"

Zhang Wushen's face twitched, he didn't speak, and looked at her a little stiffly.

He can be excited within a second because of a common phrase used by educated youth, and he can also be excited because of the name of a social youth, but these two are completely different.

The former is because there is still the blood in his chest to go to the vast world to build the motherland, but the latter is because he also has the pain of being forgotten in his heart.

If you don't speak, you acquiesce, Zheng Jiyuan is expressionless: "You can't go up without a work permit, wait here." ”

"Can't you just go up and ask personally? I'm on business!" Zhang Wu was furious, he wanted to send a bag to Li Yiming, and wanted to ask him some questions, but he was stopped.

"We are a security unit, there are rules. There is no work permit and no letter of introduction, young people in the society can enter casually, who is responsible for the accident?!" Zheng Jiyuan threw a hygienic eye over and ignored him.

Zhang Wushen slapped the table angrily: "I mean, can't you let people call someone?!"

"I'm not free now, there's something going on. Zheng Jiyuan said angrily.

Zhang Wushen looked around, there were seven or eight people in the hall, either idly gnawing melon seeds, smoking and chatting, or reading newspapers and magazines, drinking tea and blowing the wind, and occasionally glancing at them with a cold light.

"Isn't this all idle?"

"It's okay, you can go and call!" Zheng Jiyuan snorted, extremely dissatisfied with this unreasonable young man in society, reading the newspaper is not a thing, blowing the wind is not a thing, smoking and chatting is not a thing?

Zhang Wushen exhaled heavily, his chest full of depression was blocked there, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"Uncle Zhang!"

A voice came.

Zhang Wushen turned his head to look, a young man walked briskly on the corridor, walked quickly, and after a while, he arrived in front of him, it was Li Yiming.

Zhang Wushen breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, looking at the young man who had rescued himself from this uncomfortable situation, he was a little moved.

"A chirp. It's good that you just came out, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to go up. Zhang Wushen carried the bag and signaled, "This is for you, just done." ”

"I know... You wait," Li Yiming didn't take the bag, but walked to the registration office, stared inside, and shouted with a stiff face, "Hey." ”

Zheng Jiyuan was looking up and meeting Li Yiming's eyes: "What are you doing?

"Hmph, Aunt Registrar, did you make it? Actually, you are also a young person in society!" Li Yiming said without hesitation.

Zheng Jiyuan was stunned for a moment by this brainless words, and after thinking for a few seconds, his face changed, and he said angrily: "How can I be a young man in society? I have a ...... in a unit."

"No matter what unit, you are in society, our country is still a socialist society, and you are not middle-aged, so you are a young woman in society!" Li Yiming said with a serious face.

It's not enough to be a young woman in society, say I'm a young woman in society!?

Are socialist youth social youth?!

Sling the bull!

Zheng Jiyuan became angry all of a sudden, and stood up from the chair: "What is this called, I have a unit! Only those who don't have a unit are called social youths, do you understand? ! How do you scold people?!"

Li Yiming didn't even snort: "Then you said that my little Uncle Zhang is a young man in society, why do you scold him?!What happened to him, why did you scold?!Why did you scold a person who just met?!"

"I... How can I scold!" Zheng Jiyuan was anxious, she didn't expect that the seemingly thin young man in front of her had such a neat mouth, and she couldn't reply in three or two sentences.

"No scolding, that's discrimination! So you're discriminating against people who don't have a unit? Because you don't have a unit, you don't let people in? What is the reason? Is it reasonable? Or is it your own rules?" Li Yiming then asked.

"What kind of strange vision?" Zheng Jiyuan looked confused, but she knew that this was definitely not a good thing, "What are you kid talking about!

"The regulations say that only people should wait, not go up to ask, and not bring people up? All young people in society can't go up?!"

Li Yiming asked without hesitation, without waiting for the other party to say, "Take out the regulations and find out this one! Hmph, no? You are just lazy! If there is anything, you are all idle, so you are lazy, don't make excuses, you are lazy!"

The crisp and loud voice, accompanied by sharp and bright eyes, stabbed Zheng Jiyuan back and shrank back