154 Undercurrent (5th Shift)
Today is the day when Xu Zhaorui and Gu Xiaoai went to the class reunion together, Wei Jue didn't do anything, but simply asked Wang Liwen to quit the group.
Gently move your fingers, and hide your merit and fame.
Alumni reunion, this kind of activity is basically not beneficial after participating.
Things are not people, there is a memory of wool, it is nothing more than comparing and showing off, like those who are not satisfied, and there is only self-deprecation left there.
Except, of course, those who are looking for their first love.
Wei Jue was lying on the hospital bed looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, it was still afternoon, and there was still some time before the class reunion began.
Usually class reunions are held during the day, but there are many that start at night.
Wei Jue didn't go to the scene to observe, anyway, since it was a class reunion, everyone who went would dress up carefully.
I don't know if Xu Zhaorui will compare with Gu Xiaoai next to him when he sees the girl he likes in high school.
"Men, I have forgotten what age I am, and when I take a woman who is ten years younger to the class reunion, how can you think that their eyes will be friendly. ”
Wei Jue actually felt that it was more likely that Xu Zhaorui would not let Gu Xiaoai participate in the class reunion, but since it happened, Wei Jue would naturally have corresponding measures.
If he went alone, Xu Zhaorui was more open, and the rest of the people talked more.
But if you go with Gu Xiaoai, Wei Jue believes that there will always be a few unscrupulous people in the class, such as who liked who was in the first place, or how is the person you like now.
Anyway, other people's affairs are just one of their talking points, a topic to use for entertainment when they are bored.
No matter what, Wei Jue didn't think the result would change anything this time.
It's not that Wei Jue can calculate how far he can go, it's how far Xu Zhaorui can persevere!
He woke up today, and Wei Jue's plan was only here.
He doesn't wake up today, so what he is experiencing now ......
That's just the tip of the iceberg!
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On the afternoon when Xu Zhaorui and Gu Xiaoai changed into beautiful clothes and went to the class reunion, they were in a small rural place in Hunan Province.
It's a small farm of 50 pigs, and the area is not large, the size of two ordinary yards.
Because of the smell of pig farming, there is not as much advanced equipment in the countryside as in the city, and for some reasons, the pig farm is built on the wasteland outside the village.
The soil here is not suitable for growing crops, and with a little construction of three pig sheds, fifty pigs were raised.
The owner of the pig farm is from the city of Short Sands, and after opening a pig farm here, he hasn't come here much.
The piglets here are brought from another large pig farm, and when the piglets grow up, someone from there will come and pull them.
In addition to the pigs from this farm, some farmers in the village also sell pork to each other.
Unlike other pig dealers who lower prices, this pig company called Xunfeng is opened by a big boss, and the price for them is higher, and the price is not lowered.
However, only live pigs are collected, and dead pigs are not collected.
In this Xunfeng pig farm rudder, there are only two employees.
One is the factory director, the other is the deputy factory director, and there is no one with ordinary ingredients.
The factory director and the deputy factory director are still related, and the deputy factory director is called uncle.
The 50 pigs are mainly taken care of by the deputy factory director, who pours pig food into the four pens every day and then cleans the pig house.
It's all pigs here, and the piglets are pulled out and sold after fattening, and there are no sows and boars, so there is no need for castration, so there are not many things.
Today, Zhang Xiaoshan, as usual, feeds the pigs and cleans.
Zhang Xiaoshan had a serious illness a few years ago, and after being discharged from the hospital, he became even more silent and rarely spoke.
After being dragged to help on the pig farm, he quickly adapted to life here.
After finishing work every day, I watch piracy to pass the time, and I live in a mess.
Although the body will soon recover and become the same as before, the problem of personality is really sad.
When he saw the young woman, he sneered, and his eyes were full of disdain.
With his big man who is so strong that he is a little fat, few people dare to say two unpleasant words, and they all dodge.
In the words of Zhang Xiaoshan's mother, this child is enchanted.
Every day, in addition to work and meals, it is time to rest.
It is impossible to be genuine, the current Zhang Xiaoshan is resistant to any online consumption, no matter whether the other party is a male author or a female author, don't want to take a dime from Zhang Xiaoshan!
"Xiaoshan, the boss asked you to go to Short Sand City, saying that he had something to tell you. ”
When Zhang Xiaoshan was in the time, his uncle, the director of the pig rudder, walked in and greeted Zhang Xiaoshan.
Zhang Xiaoshan put down his phone and said strangely: "What are you looking for me?"
The factory director said impatiently: "Let you go over, what do you need?!It must be a good thing, you set off tomorrow morning, go over, and the fare will be called to you, a total of 15 round-trips, and the salary will be calculated." ”
After Zhang Xiaoshan heard it, he agreed, anyway, there is nothing to do, just go.
The promise was to come down, but Zhang Xiaoshan was very reluctant to go to that place again.
If you want to say that the person you don't want to see the most, it's not Michelle, it's not Shui Sheng, it's the senior brother who learns from the scriptures!
But when he remembered the name, Zhang Xiaoshan's scalp was numb, his face was swollen with blood, and he even had a ...... Fear!
It's like a demon, it can be found everywhere.
When Zhang Xiaoshan had nightmares, he could see the head of a person representing the senior brother, emerging from various unexpected places and laughing at himself.
Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I will be scared into a cold sweat.
Fortunately, that senior brother is a confidant brother in Greenwillow Town, and Zhang Xiaoshan will never go to that Greenwillow Town in his life!
This night, Zhang Xiaoshan had another nightmare in the middle of the night.
This night, Xu Zhaorui and Gu Xiaoai came out of the hotel where the class reunion was located with cold faces.
Xu Zhaorui's excellence back then has become the attack point of those rising stars in today's student union.
The high school classmates who stayed in the local area basically entered the system, and in the eyes of these people with a serious bureaucratic atmosphere, Xu Zhaorui was a failure.
Xu Zhaorui's plan to develop relationships and friendships between those people was quickly educated by reality.
Originally, this was actually nothing, but Gu Xiaoai, who was ignored and looked down upon, and was looked at by men and women with the eyes of prostitutes, quickly talked about herself and Wei Jue!
Suddenly, like a breeze into the old house, like a cloud to see the sun.
Wei Jue was already a celebrity in Short Sand City, and soon Gu Xiaoai became the one who pulled the topic by taking care of Wei Jue.
Xu Zhaorui was left to the side, and the taste was complicated.
In fact, according to the original plan, Xu Zhaorui should be in the limelight, and Wei Jue will send Tan Xinyue over to say hello to him and leave the scene.
However, of course, this plan was canceled, and the effect was the same anyway.
Whether Xu Zhaorui cooperates or not, the final result will not change.
Xu Zhaorui is happy or unhappy, some things will continue to move forward.
Xu Zhaorui and Gu Xiaoai did not quarrel, the two are now boyfriend and girlfriend in the real sense, except for the last step.
Although he has gained face because of Wei Jue's affairs, Gu Xiaoai knows very well that he has nothing to do with Wei Jue, and what he wants to catch now is the people around him.