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When Hao Jun intermittently turned on the five-finger touch, because he didn't feel serious discomfort immediately, he turned on it many times, but he didn't expect the "sequelae" to come, and he felt more and more tired, and his head was also very uncomfortable, not to mention drinking warm water, and drinking strong coffee was not a big deal. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I had no choice but to lie down on the sofa, and Fan Ping gave him the "Dharma Protector" and fell asleep.

The music after work sounded, the employees on duty were in place, the employees who worked overtime and lived in the single dormitory went to the canteen to eat, and most of the employees left one after another.

Fan Ping simply sat in front of the window and made the feeling of reviewing the "Chapter" overnight.

Tomorrow is the annual vacation, and there is nothing strange about her behavior.

There is no impermeable wall, and the "big mouth" in the warehouse has spread through multiple channels such as toilets, carports, canteens, and guard rooms, spreading the fact that Fan Ping seriously taught Fan Tai to learn the knowledge of raw materials.

There is no shortage of gossip lovers in the world, and with the premiere of Big Mouth, there are reruns, and there are adapted versions.

The confidence of those who were moved by Fantai's words was greatly increased, and they felt that maybe the handicraft factory was really going to be handed over, as the saying goes, once a son of heaven and a courtier, he would definitely be reused by Fantai in the future.

has always supported Fan Ping's hesitation, worried that after Fan Ping really handed over power, Fan Tai would retaliate because of his insistence.

The neutrals want to see through it, and secretly praise themselves for not indicating their camp, and no one can be offended.

Hao Jun slept until half past nine, glanced out the window, and the cold stars twinkled in the night sky.

He sat up straight, Fan Ping turned his head when he heard the sound, and smiled slightly, "You woke up, how are you feeling? I'll call the canteen to arrange some food." ”

Hao Jun shook his head a few times, and bent his arm a few more times, "I feel better, I'm really a little hungry, and you haven't eaten, right?"

"Don't I have to watch you, in case you have an accident, I'm going to make a name for myself in the club, and I'm afraid no one will dare to exchange with me again." ”

Hao Jun smiled, "My life is hard! You can put ten thousand hearts!"

He subconsciously asked, "Is there anyone else in the cafeteria?"

"Today, I have to work overtime to catch up with the goods, and I can't get off work until 11 o'clock, so there have to be people waiting in the cafeteria to make supper. ”

Hao Jun smiled, "You are the boss who really takes care of the employees." ”

"Yes, it's 29 years old and people work overtime, who doesn't have anything to do at home? But the customer is in a hurry to get the goods, no way. What do you want to eat? I'll get the cafeteria ready and deliver it. ”

Hao Jun stood up, "I'd better go and make some delicious treats for the two of us." ”

Fan Ping looked Hao Jun up and down, a little surprised, "You were so uncomfortable a few hours ago, can you really go cook now?"

"No problem, if you move properly, you may recover faster. ”

Hao Jun pushed the door and went to the cafeteria.

The cold wind gusted, and when he was about to enter the cafeteria, Hao Jun's head was already completely awake, and he reacted, how is Fan Tai's cooking skills? Why didn't Fan Ping stop herself?

He hurriedly searched for relevant memories in Fantai's mind.

Because Fantai ran away from home early, he worked hard outside alone, and his ability to take care of himself was very strong, and he even practiced commendable cooking skills.

Of course, there is absolutely no comparison with Hao Jun's current cooking skills.

Since Fantai's cooking skills are still in the past, Hao Jun feels that there is no need to be too scrupulous, Fan Ping really wants to reconcile with Fantai, and when he leaves, he will leave the memory of cooking to Fantai, just take it as a small gift.

Hao Jun entered the cafeteria and explained his intentions, and the master led him to the refrigerator and freezer and asked him to choose the ingredients by himself.

An hour later, Hao Jun walked briskly to the office building with a large wooden plate containing fried fish and celery, Yipin tofu, pot roast duck, nine turns of large intestine and rice.

After a while, the overtime workers came to the canteen one after another, and they were all attracted by the aroma left by Hao Jun, so they hurriedly rushed to the place where they were cooking, and swallowed their saliva back one by one, feeling a little incompatible with the color and fragrance!

The master of the canteen explained helplessly that it was a small stove opened by Fantai for his sister and himself, and he didn't have that skill, so he could only be sorry for everyone, so he just made do with it.

In fact, the chef's cooking skills are also reasonable, but they can't be compared with Hao Jun, which is the cooking skills of the head chef of a five-star hotel!

Gossip lovers whispered, it seems that the rumors in the evening are true, Fan Ping intends to pass on the throne, so Fan Tai also showed sincerity, if the sister and brother update the management is a good thing, if Fan Ping leaves after passing the throne, the original descendants and the old people don't know what the future is.

There are also speculations that it is very unlikely that this wine tonight will be the handover wine, and tomorrow the Buddha will stand on the last shift, and he will not come after the New Year, and Fantai will be in charge instead.

Fan Ping and Fan Tai never imagined that the two of them went to the warehouse, and Hao Junlai quarreled with people for a few dishes, and they were interpreted by gossip lovers so much!

Hao Jun brought the food to Fan Ping's office, and Fan Ping opened a bottle of red wine, which could be regarded as helping Hao Jun relieve his fatigue.

The two of them were eating and discussing what to do next.

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They listed several possibilities and decided to try them one by one, it would work better, if there was still no result, they would only ask Shibin to intervene after the holiday, hoping that the drugs had not been transferred by then.

They were full of food and drink, and the employees who worked overtime also left the factory one after another.

Hao Jun looked at the night in the distance and sighed slightly, "Shi Bin, they really don't agree, such a cold winter night still lurks in the hills." ”

Fan Ping also thought so: "Yes, the anti-narcotics police are very hard, and they often have to face sudden dangers." It seems that the employees who left the factory did not behave suspiciously, so they never called. ”

When the overtime workers were cleaned, most of the lights in the factory area were extinguished, leaving only some of the lights for easy monitoring and patrol by the staff on duty.

Hao Jun walked to the window and looked down, and when he went out of the office and passed the workers' club, he could walk to where the van was staying.

Fan Ping followed his gaze, "Are you looking at that car?" I kept an eye on it from time to time, but I didn't notice anyone approaching. ”

Hao Jun said slowly: "I'm going to go over and have a look." Don't worry, it won't."

Fan Ping hesitated a little, "It's so late, if you rush over, will it attract the attention of the staff on duty?"

"Fantai often goes to the guard's room, so I know where the surveillance is and I don't want them to find out. I also have a lot of dreams, and I have already read it and thought about it early. If there is a problem with the car, it is better, if there is no problem with the car, it is equivalent to still on that batch of new raw materials, how can you not stare at the car. ”

Fan Ping nodded in agreement, "It's okay, I'm here to give you a lookout, and I'll let you know if there's something in time." Your phone is still vibrating, right?"

"yes, I haven't been transferred yet. ”

Hao Jun walked out of the office building, and under the cover of night, approached the van.