Different from the European-style court style that Mrs. Zhang likes, Uncle Zhang is more inclined to the gentry style of Confucius and Mencius in Shandong, although it looks a little old-fashioned and dull, but it is a step higher than the rural landlord style in the early part of Uncle Zhang's life.

Uncle Zhang's study, the tables, chairs and benches are all made of nan wood, painted with black lacquer, and the shape is calm and atmospheric. Even the calligraphy and paintings on the wall are all ink blots of literati from the Ming and Qing dynasties, which pay attention to a neutral and peaceful attitude towards life. The only thing that can be associated with the fame of the president of the Zhangjia Petroleum Research Institute is about a huge globe placed on the bookcase in the middle of the school, and a large-scale flat map of the place inserted in the treasure bottle next to it.

Sitting on a chair every day and reaching out to pull the globe is about to make people think about the world more than climbing the mountain and looking far away, and more broad-minded than appreciating the high clouds and white that day.

Dad Wan couldn't sit still in the study, he stretched out his hand and wanted to smash something to show his anger, but he was afraid that he would smash it wrong, in case it was the precious one! The owners of the Zhang Mansion are polite, and they didn't deal with him when they saw that he was rude, and they just ignored him. The masters said goodbye and went out in twos and threes.

Even the two young masters he brought with him went out with him. They are all young people, and when they talk about scientific democracy and the like, they naturally talk more about it.

So the result of Dad Wan's big trouble in Zhang's Mansion was that he was still alone in the study. Of course, in addition to him, there are two other security guards at the door.

The two security guards were expressionless like statues, and every five minutes, the center of gravity of the left and right feet would be changed, and the corresponding touch of the gun rope was changed from the left hand to the right hand.

Is this imprisoned? Father Wan rushed out of the door angrily, and found that the security guard did not prohibit him from going out, looking at the sky and the earth, thinking that his daughter had not been found yet, and it was not wise to leave now, so he paced back again, stretched out his hand and patted the sturdy Nanmu table again, and scolded "How can this be reasonable".

Wan's mother was worried about her husband and daughter at home, so she shook the phone many times to Zhang's mansion, and the whole city was looking for someone who knew more about her than her husband.

In the end, the maid who connected the phone was also annoyed by Mrs. Wan, and simply told her a number. It was Uncle Zhang's guest study. In this way, with the help of advanced tools of the telephone line, the husband and wife quickly contacted °Cdǐng°Cdiǎn°C small °C said, .≧.o※s_(); Finish.

On the long night of the seventh day of the seventh month of July, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl in the sky met on the magpie bridge built by crows and magpie birds, and complained to each other. Dad Wan and Mom Wan on the ground complained to each other with the help of the telephone invented by new technology.

"Where the hell did that dead girl go, why is our family so unlucky and has such a shameful thing."

"Why don't you stop a diǎn and let them look for someone with such fanfare, they can't hide it if they want to, how will they marry someone in the future?"

"You think I don't want to stop it, but I stopped it, and you have to complain about my ruthlessness, and I don't care if my daughter lives or dies for the sake of fame."

"You shouldn't let the young masters of the Wang family follow you, now that they all know, the family affair will definitely be gone. What did they tell you? ”

"What else can I say, of course it's a few words of comfort now, but since there is no drama in family affairs, they are all outsiders, and people naturally won't be humiliated in person, so it's hard to say behind your back."

In one night, tens of thousands of people were mobilized, with the Wan Mansion as the center, and they spread out one after another. Wan Xian'er's name has been mentioned by countless people.

Still no news.

Zhang Meixi sat in her own study, even Young Master Zhou and Young Master Wednesday went out, leaving only one Young Master Tuesday, guarding the phone ringing one after another, deploying scheduling.

Apricot invited the eldest lady to sleep several times, and in the end, there was a diǎn crying voice in her voice:

"What is the tattered begging festival, it is simply a bad luck festival!"

Speaking of this sentence, I suddenly remembered:

"Even if the eldest lady doesn't sleep, she should change her clothes, it's really unlucky, when the Ling family worships, it rains."

The little peach on the side also suddenly became nervous:

"How can it rain?"

Apricot pouting:

"I worshipped the gods in the sky in the courtyard, but it rained before I finished worshipping, saying that tears fell from the sky."

Little Peach should be more eloquent:

"Our eldest lady is also a fairy, so we shouldn't worship these gods, maybe the level is higher than them, and when the eldest lady worships, aren't these immortals ashamed to hide?"

Apricot clapping:

"You have a point."

I hurriedly went to get a dressing gown again, and I wanted to change it for the eldest lady.

Zhang Meixi waved her hand:

"It's early."

Apricot talks about some scientific truths:

"There are bacteria in the air in the rain, and even if it is dry, it is dirty."

Momoko also agreed, and helped persuade the eldest lady to take a bath.

Zhang Meixi couldn't stand the noise of the two assistants, so she had to go to the bathtub to soak, and the hot spring water was slippery and creamy. She was also a little sleepy, closed her eyes for three seconds, and then opened them again:

"Xian'er hasn't heard from that yet, let's go make a cup of coffee to refresh yourself!"

Zhang Meixi is weak, and usually endures only drinking plain water, but now if she asks for coffee, she is simply overdrawing her energy. Apricot originally saw that the eldest lady was angry in the Wan Mansion, and now she is still staying up like this. was furious for a while, and couldn't help but scold:

"What is that Wan Xian'er, she didn't say a word anywhere, let the eldest lady be scolded like that, and tossed for her all night."

As an engineering girl, Zhang Meixi always has a sense of joy for the battle in the inner house, and she will not particularly substitute it for herself, so her attitude towards Wan Xian'er's parents does not matter.

"Xian'er is a teacher of Ping'an, and now that she is missing, we naturally have the responsibility to find her. The attitude of her parents is actually a thousands of years of old bad habits, and women have always been unrecognized when they come out to work. In order to correct this awareness, it will take the long-term efforts of Ping An Group. Okay, don't be angry, think about everything has good aspects, we just have to put the impression that Ping An Group values its employees, and this impression will be established among the people, so that there will be less trouble in the future. ”

Peach Pout:

"The eldest lady speaks more and more like the Buddha in the temple, and she is always lenient to the stupid world."

The Buddhas have compassion for all beings in the world and have boundless power. Ping An Group is a huge god, tens of thousands of workers, and the people of faith are its hands, feet and tentacles.

The rows of petrol lights of the cars were turned on, illuminating the black cements with no street lights, and they were searched in every corner, even to the point of knocking on doors and asking questions.

The big truck rumbled past, and the security guard who fell from the car was wearing a yellow hard hat with a searchlight that could penetrate the water mist.

Under such a search, there is still no news, where is Wan Xian'er?

…… (To be continued.) )