Zhang Ziche felt that today was terrible. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Walking on the noisy streets, the floor-to-ceiling windows of the shops reflect the slightly embarrassed figure of Zhang Ziche. Looking at the vehicles around him, Zhang Ziche carefully avoided it, and the white paper in his hand had a lot of black characters on it, although it was so, it was not worth looking at carefully. Just like when he just got this piece of paper, the word "dismissal" came into Zhang Ziche's eyes eye-catching and ruthless.

In short, this morning, Zhang Ziche, who is over 30 years old, was inexplicably fired by the leader.

Was it because of the financial crisis in the boss's mouth, or because his colleagues were indignant and told him that he was the manager's nephew who had graduated and had no job and wanted to find a job here, so he was fired?

Zhang Ziche didn't want to pursue too much, after all, he was not a person who complained about society.

However, the moment he received a call from his mother-in-law-to-be, he understood what it meant to be in trouble. The prospective mother-in-law gave a simple and clear order, if you want to marry my daughter Chi Xiaoxiao, you can, no problem, first prepare a suite for my daughter, it doesn't need to be too big, 120 square meters. If you want another set of cars, it doesn't have to be too good, about 400,000 yuan. Then give two big red envelopes to the two old people, which is counted as "filial piety".

Zhang Ziche has a headache, although W City is only a small coastal city, not as prosperous as Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, but it is still very difficult to buy a house and a car. What's more, he is still an orphan, and without the support of his parents and friends, a car of 400,000 yuan alone is out of reach for him.

Thinking so depressedly, Zhang Ziche walked on the street and had no direction, and he didn't know that he had walked into an alley.

In one corner, Zhang Ziche heard several faint cat meows.

Following the voice, Zhang Ziche saw a thin black cat, perhaps because of the backlight, the cat's pupils were round and wide, and he looked like he was asking Zhang Ziche for help. Zhang Ziche soon noticed that the black cat's front legs were dripping with blood. Looking at the cat's eyes, Zhang Ziche couldn't bear to refuse, bent down, and hugged the cat.

"Let's see if there's any place around here where I can go and bandage you." Zhang Ziche hugged the cat and muttered to himself.

Zhang Ziche felt that maybe he should turn over the yellow calendar today, and after taking a few steps, the sky began to crackle and rain heavily. In desperation, Zhang Ziche hid in a nearby teahouse with the kitten in his arms.

Maybe it's not the right tea house, but the shop is no different, and you can see from the outside that it bears the traces of time - this is definitely an old shop.

On the front of the store, there is a brown plaque carved with the word "Youth". The cyan ink reveals the melody of the years with the years.

I can guarantee that the owner of this shop is at least the same generation as my grandfather, Zhang Zitou swore secretly.

When you open the door, the air flow from outside causes the wind chimes inside the door to tinkle.

Things once again exceeded Zhang Ziche's conjecture.

Unlike the old door plaque, the furnishings in the house are clean and elegant. Vine-like hanging strips separate the first and second floors. In front of each table there is a bouquet of flowers, a few books, and a white tablecloth is laid out on the small brown round table according to the number of guests. There are several bottles of red wine on the wine shelf, which shimmer intoxicatingly red in the warm light. A bookshelf embedded in the book is filled with all kinds of books, and the faint aroma of coffee spreads from the working coffee machine at the bar, soothing everyone's nerves with its unique aroma.

Several guests sat at a table, reading a book or chatting in a low voice. Looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows from the house, the pouring rain outside also brought a hint of melancholy.

"Hello, is there anything you need?" A heavenly voice sounded at the bar.

Zhang Ziche was a little embarrassed, not only because he misjudged that the owner of this shop was not an old man, but also probably because all the customers looked at him with a trace of displeasure after being disturbed by him.

"This cat is injured, is there anything here to help stop the bleeding?" At the end of the matter, Zhang Ziche could only tell him frankly, with his sixth sense as a man, he could already be sure that the consumption level of this store was not on the same level as that of him, the poor man who was fired.

Hearing this, the people in the bar stood up and walked towards Zhang Ziche, "Of course you can, sir, you can sit down first, you can't get out of such a heavy rain." ”

Zhang Ziche found out that the owner of the voice is so delicate and refined, how to describe it, if Zhang Ziche recalls it now, when he first met Yang Jinse, he would definitely smile and recall Yang Jinse's starry eyes, deep and charming, people can't help but indulge in them.

"Ah, that, that's good." Zhang Ziche felt that he was a little nervous.

"Then you go to the second floor first, I'll be there when I'm done," the woman smiled apologetically, "The remaining two tables on the first floor have already been reserved." ”

"Also, my surname is Yang, Yang of Yangliu, my name is Jinse, just call me Jinse."

"Ah, okay, then, Miss Jinse, I'll go up first." Zhang Ziche was a little embarrassed, after all, he was a little out of shape in his appearance just now. Thinking like this, Zhang Ziche took the cat to the second floor of Nianhua, but he didn't notice that Yang Jinse behind him was looking at him, slightly distracted.

We finally met. Yang Jinse evoked a wry smile, but her eyes flashed brighter than the stars.

After a while, Yang Jinse walked in with a cup of coffee and pastries with an attractive aroma, "It's raining so hard, you will also save a cat," Yang Jinse brought the coffee and pastries in the tray to Zhang Ziche, "Give me the cat, I'll take it to the medicine." ”

"Ah, okay," Zhang Ziche hugged the cat in his arms to Yang Jinse, "Then please." ”

Holding the cat in his arms, disinfected the bleeding part of its forelimbs with alcohol, because it was too painful, the cat barked twice uneasily, but it was still tightly shrunk in Yang Jinse's arms.

"This little guy seems to know you're helping it." Zhang Ziche smiled, "There is no resistance at all, just like you once met." ”

"Perhaps, we really know each other," Yang Jinse also smiled, but his eyes looked at the cat, and carefully wrapped it in gauze, "This little guy was picked up by you, you can put it here and raise it, and you can come and see it when you want to come and see." ”

"Really, that's great!" Zhang Ziche is having a headache about where he should put the cat, you must know that he can't even raise himself now.

Gradually, Zhang Ziche became a frequent visitor here, sometimes he came back to see the cats, and then helped Yang Jinse carry heavy objects and clean up.

Until one day, inadvertently, Zhang Ziche saw that Yang Jinse added some strange powder to the coffee ordered by a second-floor customer.

Drugs? Robbery? Human trafficking? Or are you doing something else?

Isn't she a person who even cats can help?

Why, does she still drug others?

From that day on, Zhang Ziche's heart was filled with Yang Jinse's figure.