Chapter 22: The Consignee's Tears

The second daughter walked two streets and came to an underground parking lot. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoZhang Tingting asked an old security guard with dark skin at the entrance, "Uncle, is Wang Dasheng working here?" ā€

The old security guard was stunned: "Looking for me?" What's up? ā€

Zhang Tingting glanced at the consignee's appearance written on the paper bag again, nodded and said, "We are a single sunshine photography shop, and there is a photo for you." ā€

"What? Photo. Wang Dasheng laughed: "Girl, it's already in the digital age, who still takes photos." Didn't I take wedding photos? ā€

"We don't know about this, so you'd better see for yourself." After that, Zhang Tingting handed the paper bag to the old man.

"Okay, I'll see...... Hey? Did you send the wrong person? As soon as the two girls wanted to leave, they were stopped by the old security guard.

Wang Dasheng pointed to the young man in the photo and said: "It's true that the consignee written on the bag is me, but I don't recognize the person in this photo, are you confusing other people's photos?" ā€

The girls looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Are you your children's friends? Or a distant relative you haven't seen in years? Zhang Tingting said: "The two of us are only delivering goods. ā€

"Hehe, how can I have any children and relatives, my old man is alone, my wife just left the year before last, and I don't have children...... Wrong! Wang Dasheng suddenly remembered something, spread out a photo to examine it carefully, and then screamed, pointed to the young man in the photo and shouted: "Where is he?" ā€

Mo Yuying frowned, stood in front of Tingting and said, "I'm sorry, the photo was taken by our store manager, we are only responsible for delivery, and we have never seen the person in the photo." ā€

"And where is your store manager? Quick, take me to him! The old man grabbed Mo Yuying's arm fiercely, looking excited, and a line of old tears had already crossed his wrinkled cheeks.

"Uncle, don't worry, we'll tell you the address." Zhang Tingting said hurriedly.

"Don't worry? How can I not be in a hurry! The person in this picture is my baby! My baby who was abducted by traffickers more than 30 years ago! Look at this mole under his ear, he must be my miserable child! ā€

Mo Yuying and Zhang Tingting were stunned after hearing this, Tingting hurriedly said: "Then you have to be calm, I finally have the news of the child, if something happens to you, won't a good thing become a bad thing?" Our photography shop is in a small alley next to the crematorium, and there is a food stall at the entrance of the alley. When you go there, ask the aunt of the food stall and ......"

Before she could finish speaking, Wang Dasheng turned around and ran out of the parking lot, still muttering: "Xiaosheng, wait for me, Dad is here!" ā€

"Be careful on the road!" Zhang Tingting shouted, then turned her head to Yuying and smiled: "That uncle's son must want to surprise his biological father, so let's send the photo first." ā€

Mo Yuying frowned and said, "No, this kind of father-son reunion after many years, either meet directly, or find a police social worker to explain the situation first." Why did he send his own photos in the first place? And...... His contact information is also not written on the photo. ā€

"Maybe he's not ready to recognize each other now, and he just wants to let his father know about his existence first." Zhang Tingting shrugged and said, "It's strange to find people who take photos of Senior Sister Shanni." No wonder the senior sister asked us not to stay after confirming the receipt, maybe which consignee will find us trouble when they are excited. ā€

Mo Yuying nodded: "But if it's like Uncle Wang, we really can't just leave." ā€

"That's not as good as that." Zhang Tingting scratched her head and said, "Let's leave as soon as the goods are delivered, but leave the address of the photography shop on the paper bag." ā€

"Nope." Mo Yuying smiled: "Have you forgotten your sister's school rules at the opening ceremony?" Don't get her in trouble. ā€

"This ......" Zhang Tingting, who was punished for a demerit, said crookedly: "Then what should I do?" ā€

"Hmm...... After receiving the goods, we still have to stay around for a while to see how things are going. ā€

The address of the next consignee was on the upper floor of a state-owned enterprise building, but the two delivery girls who were single and sunny were stopped at the front desk of the building.

"I don't have a visitor card, I don't have a contact number, and I don't even know which department the consignee is, so I'm sorry, but you better leave what you want to send at the front desk."

"Can you make a call and ask Mr. Zhu Jianguo to come out? We were asked to deliver it to him personally. Zhang Tingting said to the girl at the front desk.

"There are thousands of employees in our building, and I don't know which one Zhu Jianguo is......

"Xiao Li, your reimbursement form is not compliant, and several invoices are serialized." At this time, a man wearing black-rimmed glasses who looked to be in his fifties walked up, pointed to the slip in his hand and said to the girl at the front desk, "I can't reimburse you." ā€

"Accountant Zhou, just let me go this time, you see, Manager Liu has signed on it, he has no opinion, don't be serious." The girl at the front desk smiled at the man.

"Alas, you must pay attention, this time I can use other invoices to help you reconcile, next time there will be no way." The man looked at the girl at the front desk with a hippie smile, sighed helplessly, turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by two strangers.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhu Jianguo?" Zhang Tingting looked at the paper bag, then at the man's appearance, and asked uncertainly.

The girl at the front desk smiled after hearing this: "He's not, his surname is Zhou, it's our ......"

"Yes, I'm Zhu Jianguo, may I ask who you are?" The man lifted his glasses and said to Tingting.

"Huh? Accountant Zhou, when did you change your last name? The girl at the front desk exclaimed.

The man sighed again: "My surname has always been Zhu, and after being called by Manager Liu by mistake during a meeting a few years ago, everyone started calling me Zhou Jianguo." ā€

"Mr. Zhu, we are the delivery people of the single sunshine photography shop, and this is a photo for you." Zhang Tingting smiled and presented the paper bag with both hands.

Zhu Jianguo didn't reach out to pick it up, just looked at the paper bag and asked Tingting, "Are you mistaken?" I haven't taken a picture in years. ā€

Zhang Tingting, who has experience, immediately smiled: "It's not wrong, it's you, as for who wants to give it to you, we don't know." But maybe you'll know for yourself after looking at the people in the photos. ā€

Zhu Jianguo still didn't answer the paper bag, but looked at Zhang Tingting vigilantly and said, "Are you sure it's a photo in it?" Is it the consignee who pays? You said it was a photography shop, do you have a work ID? Let me tell you, we have surveillance probes installed in this hall. ā€

"This ......" Zhang Tingting and Mo Yuying glanced at each other, thinking that this Mr. Zhu must have regarded them as female liars.

But they really don't have work documents, oh no, Mo Yuying has one, a "work card" that has been changed into a bus card.

Both girls felt that it was better not to take out this "work card" at this time, otherwise it would be more like a liar, or the kind that is particularly mentally retarded.

Zhang Tingting's eyes rolled, and she had an idea. She opened the brown paper bag, put the photos in front of Zhu Jianguo and said, "We are here to send these photos, and you don't have to pay, you can see your photos yourself." ā€

Sure enough, just like the previous consignee, Zhu Jianguo was also stunned when he saw the photo. He wiped his glasses and took the photo with trembling hands.

"Wow, who is this beauty? Accounting ...... Zhou Ah no, Accountant Zhu, is this your daughter? looks so beautiful, like a star. The girl at the front desk on the side saw that it was a beautiful woman in the photo, and immediately came up.

"This ...... It's mine...... Wife. Zhu Jianguo said in a trembling voice, his face gradually pale.

Zhang Tingting and Mo Yuying nodded to each other, and quietly took a few steps back together, ready to slip away at any time.

"Your wife? It's true? Accountant Zhu, I really can't see that you are also a prodigal son in love. This girl is young and beautiful, how did you get it? Hee-hee, is it pretending to be a godfather? Oh, I see, is this girl a foreign bride? ā€

Zhu Jianguo stretched out his hand and gently stroked the cheek of the woman in the photo, shook his head and said, "No, this is what my wife looked like when she was young, when I first met her." ā€

"I see." The girl at the front desk nodded, "Mrs. Zhu was a great beauty when she was young, so it shouldn't be bad now, right?" At the next company party, you can bring her to me too. ā€

Hearing this, Zhu Jianguo's eyes turned red and he muttered: "I can't bring it, I got cancer last month...... Ay? You wait. ā€

Zhang Tingting's heart was not good, and the consignee really rushed over again. Mo Yuying also frowned, and stood in front of Tingting again.

"The two of us are just delivering goods, Mr. Zhu ......" Zhang Tingting hid behind Yuying and just wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Zhu Jianguo waving his hand.

"No, no, I was rude just now. I want to ...... Thank you. Thank you, thank you for sending this picture...... Thank you! As he spoke, he wept as he looked at the photo.

"Mr. Zhu, your wife...... Passed away? Tingting asked cautiously.

Zhu Jianguo looked at the photo and was silent, and after a while, he wiped his tears and whispered to the two delivery girls: "You guys...... Can you tell me a story? ā€

In the afternoon, Mo Yuying and Zhang Tingting completed all the delivery tasks for today and took the bus back to the photography shop.

"Ah, I'm so tired, it's so tiring to work. It's better to go to school, although you have to work voluntarily, but you don't have to look at other people's faces. Zhang Tingting stretched her waist.

Mo Yuying helped her pinch her shoulder and smiled: "Tingting, thank you for accompanying me, I will go back and plead with my sister again for you, and help you eliminate the punishment." ā€

"Hey, hey." Zhang Tingting laughed evilly and said to Yuying: "Actually, I came with you to deliver the goods, but there are experts to guide me." ā€

"Oh?" Mo Yuying was stunned.

"It's Aunt Meng. When I met her at the entrance of the alley this morning, I had a very happy chat with her, and I also told her about the punishment I had been punished. My aunt told me that Sister Sunny is a cold person on the surface and sensitive on the inside, and although she is afraid of trouble, she hates to owe others even more. ā€

Zhang Tingting tapped her chin with her finger and thought for a while: "According to Aunt Meng, as long as I help my senior sister do things, whether she asks for it or not, she will repay her." Hee-hee, so I accompany you to deliver the goods, and I also have my own selfishness. ā€

Mo Yuying nodded and smiled: "So that's the case." But I don't think you'd better come back often. ā€

"Why? Don't worry, I'll do the volunteer work too. Tingting didn't quite understand.

Mo Yuying explained: "Because this job is a bit strange, every consignee was greatly stimulated after seeing the photo, and finally that person wanted to jump off the building. I'm afraid that one day someone will be like that Zhao Mu, and the person who takes the delivery will be angry......"

"Ha, I'm more worried about you. Don't worry, I'm just taking the time to deliver to you, and I won't come by myself. With your self-defense protection, I'm safe. ā€

Tingting held Yuying's hand: "Don't keep thinking about those unhappy." Didn't we meet Uncle Wang and Accountant Zhu today, this job also has a good side. ā€

Mo Yuying looked at the traffic outside the car window and said in a low voice: "The story of Accountant Zhu is how he and his wife fell in love." ā€

Zhang Tingting put away her smile, looked out the car window, and sighed: "It should be, but it's like a movie, so many bizarre twists and turns, so many touching and heartfelt." Yuying, I feel very strange, although I was very moved after listening to the story, but I couldn't shed a single tear. ā€

Mo Yuying nodded and said, "I feel the same way." I remember someone told me before that success stories change people's physiological symptoms, and circulating stories change people's psychological cognition. It makes people, even in the worst of circumstances, hope and yearn for the good. ā€