About amnesia, this is a common episode in film and television, no matter why he is! Anyway, buddy is about to know his destiny, the old man is almost 90 years old, we once suddenly saw the picture on TV, and, this amnesia, it seems that it can be contagious, the two kissed, collided, yes, both amnesia.

"Hahaha, eldest daughter (my father has three sons, so he has to call me that, alas, who do you love, as long as you are always happy!), the current screenwriter, is it brain-dead? (The old man's vocabulary is still advancing with the times, two days ago, he was still on the phone, teasing his little grandson, and at the end, he said, cute and cute!)

Have you ever seen amnesia? I've lived for more than 80 years, and I've never even heard of it! These kids don't have any central ideas! What do you want to express?"

The old man has rejuvenated, and he also took out an article that he had taught me since childhood, no matter how whimsical, eye-catching, and chaotic, there must be a central idea!

In this way, we can win in chaos and return to the basics.

Alas, boy, your article is a mess! Fortunately, I didn't dare tell him about the old man, and I secretly wrote a novel, for fear of laughing off his last big tooth.

What is my central idea?

Live, live well!

In school, I was a good student, the only bad thing was that I occasionally gave my classmates nicknames or something.

It's not much, there is a classmate whose surname is tall, 155 tall, and the classmate called others tall and short at the beginning, I think it's not good, there is a sense of ridicule. It just so happened that we learned the text: On the vast sea, the wind gathers dark clouds. Between the clouds and the sea, the petrel flies haughtily like black lightning.

"Brother, your name is Gorky's short! Gorky's own brother, in the future, whoever calls you tall and short, don't agree, you have no culture at all. ”

That year, on a business trip, I traveled long distances on the grasslands of Inner Mongolia, and the phone sent bad news, classmate Gao was gone, and he was poor for a long time, and he became ill from hard work, and he was only 41 years old.

Left behind a 13-year-old son, and his mother, who did not work.

The only key experimental class in the county of junior high school, under the notice of the squad leader, quickly set up a funeral committee headed by Li Dengpan of my hometown as a liaison, my childhood sweetheart, and Chen Jinyi, a member of the entertainment committee, and I also telegraphed 10,000 yuan to express my condolences.

"Are you the old squad leader?" "My first love (I unilaterally announced that Qin and Jin formed an alliance, and she didn't do it. Jin Yi handed the phone to Gao's widow.

"Well, I am. I am now in Inner Mongolia, I am on a very important business trip, I can't come back, and the next time I go back to my hometown, I will go to the grave of my classmate Gao to pay respects, mourn, and take care. ”

"Oh, you still call him by his nickname, he said, when you were a child, you helped him fight, and you would rather be beaten yourself than protect him. In the past few years, I have often sent money to him to help him.

Before he took his last breath, he took my hand and asked me to bring you a message, old squad leader, I owe you, I'm afraid I can't pay it back, in the next life.

I miss you so much! Brother Dajun, I can't wait for you.

I am honored to have met you. Goyle is short and gone......"

The second one is Chen Jinyi, I quietly called her green beans, which are beautiful and delicious, but they are too raw and will be poisoned.

After graduating from high school, I never gave anyone a pen name anymore, but was a beautiful woman who liked to name me whatever she wanted.

Retribution, thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river!

Forgive me, readers!

Maybe subconsciously, I don't want the wheel of time to be so fast, because I want to keep every day of me and my Qingqing wife, preferably, forever!

According to my Taoist philosophy, I could have skipped that black day. I could even stop him from happening.

But I can't do anything about it, because the technical conditions are not yet up to it!

So, I try to dig up a little more detailed memory, the sweetness and sorrow of my life with my fiancée, and allow me to slowly get closer to that day.

Okay, back to the audit site.

In the afternoon, my wife and I came to the warehouse again.

As we were already very familiar, the storekeeper, a 40-year-old man, received us very warmly. Due to Aunt Shu's accident, she is now a double storehouse.

Another woman, about 30 years old, was busy next to the computer, without raising her head.

The degree of automation of the warehouse is still quite high, the large truck transporting drugs, parked at the back door of the warehouse, manually transported to the conveyor belt, one by one single column stacking, the warehouse keeper pressed the red button, drugs and sanitary materials are slowly transmitted to the vicinity of the system host, a photoelectric identification instrument, uninterrupted scanning, identification code, indicating the steering wheel, rotating at different angles, and then connected to four long different conveyor belts (like a train turnout, to the left, well, I wish you a happy entry into Beijing!) To the right, ah, please say hello to the people of Tianfu), and transport the items to the large shelves of Western medicines, Chinese patent medicines, Chinese herbal medicines, and sanitary materials, and reside in the cargo compartments such as cold medicines, injections, and tonics.

When it is more complicated, it is necessary to first select drugs or sanitary materials on the host, and then press the blue button, the manipulator at the rear of the cargo compartment will eject the items to the baffle of the upper and lower closures, after the joint action of photoelectric scanning and Geiger counter, according to the outbound instructions, after the models and quantities are collected, the baffle is opened up and down, and the items move in reverse to the conveyor belt, through a hole-type exit, and then manually loaded with a flat car, transported to the drug warehouse, including outpatient and inpatient two warehouses. (Usually closed, steel gates).

The drug warehouse needs the goods, then through the computer to send instructions, after the warehouse host prompts, the warehouse keeper on the computer search, if there are these goods, immediately issued, if out of stock, will automatically select the same kind of drugs, the drug warehouse will ask the patient or his family, whether to agree to replace, and then issue instructions.

The transmission of the drug depot, because the quantity and variety are not much, is manual classification and payment.

Judging from the security of the warehouse and the sturdiness of the anti-theft facilities, it seems unlikely that Aunt Shu will blatantly smuggle items out through the transfer port.

To do that, first of all, you have to have a car that meets you outside the perimeter and you have to stay out of sight of the security guards. In the guard box in front, the security guard is facing the gate, and the security guard in the parking lot behind can easily scan the transmission port with the corner of his eye.

Tunnel warfare?

"Don't be brain-dead, nonsense, drama. Do you think it's the War of Resistance Against Japan, the soil is loose, and it is advisable to break the soil and dig tunnels.

The floor of the warehouse is poured with a 30-centimeter-thick cement slab, okay? Of course, the hero of your anti-Japanese drama can tear devils with his hands, and he may be able to do it. ”

Sherlock Holmes said disdainfully.

Blow up?

"Come on, why don't you use your hand to throw weapons? In your drama, it's a big killer! With a light throw, the little Japanese plane can blow up, not to mention this steel door. ”

Watson said to his brother-in-law.

"Oh, there's only one way left, and that's to move with a bag, an ant. ”

Watson's conjecture.

"You're stupid, you're stupid, you're stupid!"

Brother Fu picked up an empty box of aspirin and knocked the wooden fish on Brother Hua's head.

"It's a shame that you're still studying medicine, and you don't have any common sense. I have carefully checked Ms. Shu's Kun bag, according to the capacity, it can hold more than 10 boxes of medicine, and the larger package may be 10 boxes.

Okay, now, you can calculate, 6.5 million yuan of medicines, according to the average purchase price of 100 yuan, 70 days, at that time, how many boxes of medicines does Ms. Shu want to put in Kun's bag every day?"

"Box 928, sir. However, she can steal items with high unit value, such as oxygen cylinders, thousands of them. ”

"Watson, I said what is good about you? Your thinking is the same as your cousin, people steal things, they take cash and jewelry, he is good, he has fallen in love with someone's 108-inch transistor plasma big color TV, and he hasn't gotten out of the elevator yet, the police have been waiting for a long time, well, please move the TV to the detention center, let's watch the happy comedian together, and in a few days, you will return it." 18 kilometers of road!

I have warned you a long time ago that there are thousands of possibilities, but you have to filter and exclude, otherwise, there are so many associations, and we have to experiment with each one ourselves, and we have to work until we retire, right?

It's good to retire, you can travel leisurely, receive your retirement salary, drink a little wine, and be a fairy! If you are sick, you still have medical insurance, it is good to be a Chinese!"

"What? Brother Fu, what did you just say?"

The army of small accountants hurriedly asked.

"I said medical insurance! Alas, cousin of the army, it's not that my brother won't help you, according to my years of experience as a criminal detective, I have reached a dead end, and there is nothing Watson and I can do about it. But we suspect that something could be wrong with the accounting and the system!

Regarding the field of accounting, brother, I and you, Brother Hua, don't understand, I can't help you, so I will leave. ”

"Medicare. Health care. ”

I muttered, held hands with Qingqing's wife, and returned to the warehouse.