Chapter Seventy-Eight: Catching the Rapist (1)
Chapter Seventy-Eight: Catching a Rape (1) And it is not a secret that Miss Wang does not like Teacher Sun. Bayi ā Chinese Net āćā .ā 8 1 zā ā.ā At the gathering between CoM colleagues, Wang Yumo showed two sides, the first time because Sun Minzhen was unhappy, and the second time she went, she herself had no problem.
The problem lies with Sun Minzhen, which makes it even more suspicious.
Afterwards, Keigo Fujita investigated, and the little ruffian who was drugged, hired, and asked Sun Minzhen's colleagues to dance...... Wang Yumo's handwriting is everywhere. Originally, such a thoughtful thing didn't seem like Wang Yumo's IQ could have arranged it. But in the end, she hid in Beiping, which is in the past, and it is better to have defects.
Wang Yumo was also used to the fullest in Ren Xiaoran's hands, and successfully attracted everyone's attention.
For this arrangement, Ren Xiaoran couldn't be satisfied with what he had done. Of course, what is more satisfying is that the third young master of the Zhang family, Zhang Chengyan, is back.
Of course, Zhang Chengyan, who came back together, inspected the colleagues of the team. Because the new Silk Road proposed by Team Leader Lin successfully solved the problem of the bottleneck of the inspection team, it was originally expected that they would not be able to return to Shanghai until the end of the month at the earliest, but now they are happily returning ahead of schedule.
"Is there a car to pick you up in a moment?" Lao Hu turned around and turned Zhang Chengyan, who was sitting next to him.
"Nope." Zhang Chengyan honestly said that he wanted to see Sun Minzhen more than going home.
"You kid, are you going to see your girlfriend?" No wonder there is a saying that 'three years as a soldier, the sow races the sable'. Lao Hu has only eaten sand in the barren mountains and mountains for two months to know what it is like, are they all men! I didn't see that he bought a bunch of big bags and was ready to go back to coax the grandmother at home.
Zhang Chengyan's girlfriend looks so beautiful, whether you want to think about it or not, you have to worry about it, you haven't been there for so long, don't let people dig into the corner. Lao Hu thought in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, but he could see that this new colleague with a big background usually doesn't care about the size of jokes, but his girlfriend is just a straight face when others mention it.
This is not to blame Zhang Chengyan, colleagues are mainly front-line bosses, and they will more or less say some meat jokes after a long time. Zhang Chengyan's girlfriend is so beautiful, I don't know how many people are worried about it if I don't mention it, and if I say a few more words, I won't be able to fry the pot.
If he knew that Lao Hu was running the train with his brain, it was estimated that Zhang Chengyan would be able to drag him to the railroad tracks! That's the beauty of thought, you can't see it and you can't grasp it.
Lao Hu laughed.
"Get out of ......" Zhang Chengyan didn't bother to pay attention to him, the closer he got to Shanghai, the stronger his thoughts about Sun Minzhen became. Now his mind is full of Minzhen's smile when he used to get along, and he doesn't have the heart to deal with the rough man sitting next to him.
"I'm still thinking of taking your car and going home soon." Lao Hu pursed his lips and complained unwillingly. Forget it, look at this kid's confusion, even if he has a car, he may not send himself back first, it's better to call a rickshaw.
Lao Hu's salary is quite objective, but living in a place like Shanghai is a bit inadequate. In addition, a fixed part of it every month is used to subsidize the hometown, people have not gone back, no matter how low the living expenses of the hometown are, the monthly expenses add up to an expense.
Mrs. Hu is good everywhere, she just loves to dress up, she likes to brag a little, and she has a small hobby that sometimes she doesn't rub two small mahjong.
People are young and beautiful with him, and Lao Hu is a little inferior in his body. In my heart, I feel that I came from a small place, that is, others don't say it, and I know that there is always a bit of clam flavor in speaking and doing things. It's not like Mrs. Hu speaks nicely and dresses up in a foreign style, how many people say that she is stupid, and she will neither give birth to children nor run a family if she raises a vase.
Lao Hu listened to it, and he felt that the person who said it was stupid. He has children, and he has raised them in his hometown, so it doesn't matter if he has children or not. As for housekeeping? In the words of Mrs. Hu scolding him, the little salary she gets every month is enough for her to buy some balm and clothes. You take it out and try it out. Don't say it's a good girl to look for, just be careful not to be beaten back.
Acquaintances say that Lao Hu is an honest man, but in fact, the big guy doesn't know that he has a lot of ghost eyes. Take buying a house as an example, it is not impossible to buy a lot with better money in his hand, he is afraid that Mrs. Hu will always look at the wealth of the people around her and live an unreliable life.
Isn't there such a saying, saying that 'I'd rather ** head than phoenix tail'. Lao Hu doesn't have any culture, he thinks that what his daughter-in-law said is right, and his happiness is compared. Looking at her original little sisters, where to eat for the next meal, such a comparison of Lao Hu is a nobleman.
Lao Hu didn't care if he was a nobleman, he wanted to make Mrs. Hu happy, so he bought a slightly more partial house. The old city is just a new building, with a total of six floors, and the old Hu family lives on the fifth floor. Upstairs lives an old couple, a family living on the fourth floor, a little younger than Lao Hu, seems to have done a little business, occasionally can hear the tinkling of things, fortunately living downstairs is not a big problem.
Having said that, Lao Hu thought he had a well-planned plan. In fact, he doesn't know the things in the world, and the most uncertain thing is people's hearts, and the so-called plan can't catch up with the changes.
When Lao Hu went out for about a month, one day Mrs. Hu was rubbing mahjong outside for a morning, and when she was hungry at noon, Lao Hu's old family asked someone to send a package.
Lao Hu doesn't send home much money every month, so when he occasionally writes letters, Lao Hu tries to talk about his difficulties in Shanghai 'alone'. The simplest complaint is that I often can't eat hot food, of course this sentence is true, after all, Mrs. Hu loves beauty very much, and she doesn't like to smoke all over her body, Lao Hu is also willing to spoil her, and Lao Hu cooks when she has time. So occasionally he doesn't want to cook or comes home late and doesn't really have a hot meal.
The wife in the hometown doesn't know the doorway here, and she feels sorry for the man who is working hard outside. Therefore, after a period of time, I will ask someone to send a little food and specialty from my hometown.
Mrs. Hu also minded at first, but later tasted it and tasted it well, and knew that Lao Hu had no wife in his heart for a long time, otherwise it would not be his turn to live in a small apartment. So I accepted it, and then my hometown gradually developed a habit of sending things. In the past, Lao Hu moved up when he was at home, and put it in the classification. But this time, I caught up with Lao Hu on a business trip to Sichuan, what should I do?
"Mrs. Hu, did you have lunch?" The man who was in a small business on the fourth floor went home at noon to go to something, and saw the neighbor casually greeting him.
It's really just dozing off when I met the pillow, and the best labor is not right in front of me.
(To be continued.) )