"Brother......" The phone rang, and Lu An held the phone with trembling palms: "It's me." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"......" On the other end of the phone, hearing this voice, after being silent for a long time, sighed: "Say it." ”

Two words, Liang Luan was moved, a red light suddenly appeared on his face, and he took the phone and said.

Ten minutes later, he handed the phone to Dadong.

"Is it reliable?"

Lu An was a lot relieved, obviously relaxed: "Don't worry, as long as he helps, the money will definitely be collected for you." ”

Dadong raised his eyebrows and said stunned: "Jiang Kai doesn't give you money, it's understandable for you to do this, if he doesn't need you......"

"Hehe" Lu An smiled, and Dadong didn't speak again.

"I think this society is still not suitable for me, and it is more stable to go home and take care of the children."

In a word, it shows how much sour he has felt in his heart in recent years.

Dadong really loves talents, Lu An, not to mention, his brain is enough, and at the critical moment, he can definitely play a role in counter-making, this kind of person, once he decides to do something, he will not hesitate at all.

He wanted to recruit him by his side, but Lu An, his heart seemed to be no longer on the road of no return.

……

It's the wax moon, and the store has also paved out the things used for the New Year, adding a little joy to the quiet street.

In the suburbs of the early morning, it is still a little cold, and there are very few people, except for a few people who are in a hurry, and at first glance they are office workers who have just graduated from college and come out to work.

And in the district, it is the same, the air is filled with the smell of washing cars, and the knife-like cold wind blows on your face, instantly making your nose blocked and your face is frozen red.

An old-fashioned neighborhood, not a wide gate, came out a man, not tall, but very strong, bald, with few hairs on his head, wearing a cheap jacket, holding two home-boiled eggs in white water, walking and eating.

"Hehe, Lao Wang, it's early."

The man is about fifty years old, and when he goes out, he still greets the doorman, and it seems that he is an old neighbor.

"Oh, old witch, you haven't been out for ten days and a half, and you're still going out today?" The doorman seemed surprised, stood at the window, and handed over a mountain of red towers.

The man took it, clipped it to his ear, and said with a smile: "You always have to go out, if you don't go out, what will you eat?" ”

"Hehe, don't you go out, don't you still live more chic than anyone else?" The old doorman laughed, and the old witch suddenly gave a roll of his eyes and waved his hand: "Let's go." ”

"Okay."

In the winter, the old witch wore a washed yellowed jacket, with trousers underneath, and a pair of old leather shoes on his feet, with some wear and tear on the edges, but it could be seen that the quality was still good, and if it was placed in that era, it should be the most popular style at that time.

The man took the eggs, ate them as he walked, and when he passed by a breakfast shop, he bought two steamed buns.

When he took out the money, the shopkeeper saw it very clearly, the money on his body was not much, and it was all scattered banknotes, five yuan, ten yuan, not even Zhang 20, maybe it was a worker at the construction site next door, it was not easy, and the shopkeeper picked up an extra bun.

"Thank you." The old witch looked at the bag, thanked him politely, took the bun, and ate it as he walked, and just like that, when the bun was finished, he also arrived at the nearest bus stop.

Ten minutes later, waiting for a bus to come, he got on the bus and left.

More than an hour later, at the door of a very luxurious residential complex, the old witch tucked his clothes and his arms, dodged passing vehicles, and came to the window of the guard's room.

"Hello, may I ask Mr. Jiang of Huatian Entertainment, does he live here?"

"What are you doing?" A young security guard suddenly stood up vigilantly, waved his hand impatiently and hurried: "Find someone to let the head of the household come out to pick it up, don't stand here if you don't know anyone." ”

"......" The old witch was stunned for a moment, his half-open and half-closed eyes suddenly flashed with a fine light, and soon he was like a poor worker's version, took out his cigarette and handed it over: "Little brother, help, I'll leave when I see you." ”

"And." Seeing that it was a cheap Hongta Mountain, the young security guard slapped it away, waved his hand and said, "Hurry up, I can't help, our company has regulations." After that, he sat down, took out his phone and played.

The old witch looked at the cigarette that was slapped away, a little distressed, and then looked at the cigarette he had just opened in his hand, gritted his teeth, and stood by the door.

"Eh, didn't I tell you clearly, or are you deaf, hurry up, do you hear?"

Seeing that he was disobedient, the little security guard was about to start picking him with a rubber roller.

"Xiao Zhou, what's wrong?" At this time, a middle-aged security guard with a bowl of noodles walked in, and when he saw the situation, he asked.

"He looked for Mr. Jiang of Huatian, but no one answered, there was no phone, I definitely won't let him in." The young man said angrily.

"Ahh The middle-aged security guard glanced at the ordinary, thinly dressed witch, put the noodles on the stool, and went out of the guard room by himself.

"Come on."

The old witch followed the middle-aged man to a corner, and the middle-aged man handed him a cigarette and lit it.

"Looking for Jiang Hua to ask for a salary?"

"Ah...... yes, it's been years, hehe. The old witch was stunned for a moment and took over the conversation.

"Hey, this Jianghua can afford to live in a good building, and there are many entities, but why don't you want to pay your salary?" The middle-aged man seemed to sigh with great feeling: "It's not benevolent to be rich." ”

"When will he come out?"

"He wasn't here yesterday, such a boss has a lot of accommodation, not to mention that Jiang Hua is still an entertainment venue, just find a girl's place, and you can sleep for two days."

"Brother, do you know when he usually comes back?" The old witch asked unwillingly.

"I don't know, it's a matter of luck." The middle-aged man sighed: "Don't wait today, he will definitely not come back." ”

"Huh." The old witch smiled and did not move.

“…… Okay, if it's cold, you can come to the guard room and sit down. "Looking at this, he can be regarded as a poor person, before the middle-aged security guard left, he left his box of cigarettes to the old witch, the smoke is not good, Hongta Mountain.

Although he knew that he would not see Jiang Hua 99% today, the old witch still did not leave, holding his hands in front of his chest and squatting on the green belt on the side.

Time passed minute by minute, and at noon the old witch bought two cakes beside him, three pieces of five, chewing his mouth full of crumbs.

waited until the afternoon, but I didn't see Jiang Hua's bluntness.

During this period, the middle-aged security guard also sent a bottle of mineral water, and the old witch politely thanked him.

He crouched on the edge of the green belt and waited for a day, until about nine o'clock in the evening, when he left, because if he didn't leave, he wouldn't be able to get on the last bus home.

Fighting, the money on him, is not enough.

When I returned to the gate of the community, I happened to meet the doorman and his wife eating, and poured a glass of soaking wine, so I invited them to eat together.

"Oh, no, I have to go home." The old witch waved his hand and walked towards his home.

The doorman took a sip of the wine glass, and said to the old witch's back: "Twenty years ago, I was also a stormy character, how did I end up like this." ”

"Fengyun? Fengyun fart, hurry up and eat yours, no one will end well. ”

The old wife glared at the old man viciously, for fear that he would follow him and make trouble.

The next day, early in the morning.

The old witch still took two white water eggs, walked out of the community, and walked towards the bus stop.

More than an hour later, he came to his place yesterday and sat down.

"Again?" The middle-aged security guard, holding a bowl of noodles, squatted next to him.

The old witch smiled and took out two eggs: "I boiled them at home, you can taste them." ”

"Yo, braised eggs, as soon as you look at this color, it's authentic."

The middle-aged security guard, who was not polite, took the egg and ate it, and the two chatted while eating, and when the noodles were finished, they chatted about the same.

The security guard went back to duty, and the old witch began a long waiting journey again.

Waiting is always the most tormenting, because you don't know if what you are waiting for can appear or not, and whether it can achieve the desired effect in your heart.

But fortunately, Huang Tian lived up to his wishes, lit a cigarette at the old witch, and after a while, a bewitching Cadillac drove towards the community.

The middle-aged doorman stretched out his neck to look at it, and shouted suddenly: "Xiao Zhou, wait." ”

Cadillac was stopped outside the compound.

The car window was lowered, revealing Jiang Hua's fat face: "You don't know me?" ”

"Hehe, Mr. Jiang, I know you." Middle-aged with a smiling face.

"That's not open yet." Jiang Hua's voice was very faint and a little hoarse.

The middle-aged security guard smiled: "Mr. Jiang, someone is looking for you, and I have been waiting for you all day yesterday." ”

"Looking for me? Ask him to go to my company if he has something. Jiang Hua, who had been outside for a day yesterday, suddenly frowned and waved his hand to open the door.

"Old Witch!"

The old witch, who was smoking, suddenly heard the voice of the security guard, coupled with his movements, he knew it in his heart, threw away the cigarette butt, and walked towards the gate of the community without hurrying.

"I'm sorry Mr. Jiang, wait a minute." The middle-aged security guard still accompanied the smiling face, but for the sake of a migrant worker he had just met and whom he understood to ask for wages, he chose to help, and the price of this help was likely to make him lose his job.

"You're special!"

Jiang Hua's eyes were a little red, obviously he was not sleeping well, he grabbed the handlebar, and just wanted to get out of the car, but found that outside the car window, there was an unsmiling man, about fifty years old.

The dark face was a little red by the cold wind, but the black eyes made his heart tremble.