Chapter 286: North Korea's cold-faced killer

When I returned to my residence, it was already one o'clock at night, and Li Xin did what he said, but he didn't come back.

After a simple wash, I got into the quilt, but I tossed and turned without sleep.

I don't drink much, but my mind is active at the moment. After listening to Brother Wang's promise, my little heart was beating wildly.

If I really get this done, let alone cooperating with Qutou, even if people finish eating the meat and leave me a mouthful of soup, it will be enough for Letu to thrive.

If you take advantage of the east wind of Qutou and compare the turnover with Guo Dong, this is completely "four or two thousand pounds", there is no suspense!

I combed through tomorrow's work again under the covers, and the difficulty of the next work was reduced before, but the pressure on my shoulders did not lighten at all, on the contrary, there was a feeling of increase.

After a few days of dimples and little tiger teeth come back, I will put a lot of energy into organizing and holding meetings to discuss. After all, this kind of thing should be done with the strength of all employees, and everyone should work together to fight against the odds.

I tossed alone, obviously a grasshopper shaking the tree.

With my drowsy head thinking, I don't know when I'm going to sleep.

A dreamless night. When I opened my eyes in the morning, I found that I had not closed the door or window when I slept last night, and the wind poured in from the screen window, which was extremely cold. I don't know how I spent the past night, but luckily I didn't catch a cold.

The night without Li Xin by his side to take care of him was really sad. I have long been accustomed to life with Li Xin, without her by my side, I will have insomnia and I will not be able to take care of myself, this is not my hypocrisy.

When I got up to wash, I almost didn't recognize myself in the bathroom mirror. I have always regarded myself as an outstanding young man, but when I didn't have Li Xin, I was like a beggar.

Carefully tidy himself up, shave his beard and toss a Gillette razor, the thickness and hardness of the beard can be seen.

When I returned to the living room, I was accustomed to going to breakfast, but when I squatted on the sofa, I remembered that Li Xin was not here today, and no one would prepare breakfast for me like Li Xin. I'm really a little confused, maybe I'm used to the days when I come to stretch my hands and eat to open my mouth, and I haven't fully adapted to the state of the moment yet.

In short, since I got up, I have been surrounded by this uncomfortable feeling after Li Xin's absence. Later I began to feel out of place with the house, my shadow on the TV screen was ugly, the floor creaked after I walked past, even the cell phone briefly lost its signal, and a fly that hadn't died in the winter flew around in front of me, nagging like a physical education teacher who taught math in the past.

I held my head but couldn't roar, the house that surrounded me felt a little awkward, and the city that surrounded me made me feel out of place, even suffocating.

The air in the room died quietly in the night without Li Xin, the bouquet of flowers on the bedside table seemed listless, and the abstract paintings on the bedroom wall stared at me coldly.

They're all so sick of me that I can't stay here anymore.

I'm going out, I'm going to go away.

Or, you should also find the key that can make the world work again, Li Xin should be with his father at this moment.

Out of the community, I walked through the turntable of the TV tower, and in the woods where the leaves had long been scattered, I looked up at the sky that I had not seen for a long time, blue, clear, far, or holy.

called Li Xin and asked about Uncle Li's physical condition. Li Xin said that it is a unique disease after getting older, and it should not be a big problem to recuperate for a period of time.

She said that I should take care of myself during this time, and when I can come back, I will compensate me well.

I understood in my heart, and I didn't say anything more about what I missed, lest Uncle Li hear that my child is too conscienceless, in fact, I should take the time to go to Uncle Li in person.

The matter of persuading Zhu Mei to retreat is not in a hurry, and using too much force will make the dog jump off the wall in a hurry, and blindly procrastinating will easily make people tired and lose their passion.

I went back, didn't go upstairs, went into the garage and drove Li Xin's golf, planning to go to the Jinhuangbian progress. Guo Dong should have been desperately rushing forward during this time. I know his purpose, and he won't stop until he lays me down.

If I can't grasp Guo Dong's movements and make targeted preparations, failure is inevitable.

Regarding Guo Dong's movements, I went in and wandered around, but I didn't do anything at all. Maybe the decoration routine of high-end chain hotels is in vain for me.

Mass production sometimes has obvious advantages, which are not comparable to the small workshops that I have always relied on. Guo Dong has a professional design team and construction team, and has quite professional personnel to follow up from beginning to end in terms of material supply and project supervision. I can't learn this, and I don't need to learn it, because I really don't have as much money as Guo Dong.

Guo Dong seems to be full of confidence, and the chain hotel with the concept of "light luxury" does not need to be understood by a vulgar person like me at all. What we need to compete with is simply the word "turnover".

Zhang Tao has recently taken root in Jinhuang, setting up a tent in the stairwell at night, and never going out of a radius of a kilometer to eat. When I saw him, he was covered in dust, his hair had not been washed for a long time, and it had already tangled together like twisted flowers.

For a young person who is trying to climb upwards, we don't need to be too surprised, and we don't need to read too much. This is just the unique performance of the bottom people when they are sailing against the current, and I think I should respect Zhang Tao in this state.

After chatting with Zhang Tao at the window of the private club where the renovation has been in full swing, he said that Su Yan came here occasionally, sometimes brought food for himself, and most of the time he went out to find a roadside stall to solve the problem. Lei Zhen hasn't been here since the last time he came. This is all handed over to Zhang Tao, come, Lei Zhen is still very relieved of Zhang Tao.

Of course, Zhang Tao, who is serious, is still quite motivated. Not to mention the ability for the time being, as long as you are serious and responsible, even if you don't get twice the result with half the effort, it will never slow down the decoration progress.

Zhang Tao and Man Tianfei respect each other like guests, and since the last fight, Zhang Tao has been a lot more honest. He said that he is only worried about his own one-third of an acre of land now, and let others sweep the snow in front of other people's houses.

He really grew up according to the growth trajectory that an adult should have, and he is no longer the big boy who only knows how to play online games. When a person has a goal, all the steps of working hard for the dream seem to be normal.

At noon, Zhang Tao said that he would invite me to dinner. He said he didn't mean anything else, it was all because he could talk to me.

Go to the gate of the construction site not far away, where there is a mobile stall selling food for migrant workers. Zhang Tao walked to the front of the booth of "Korean cold noodles" and skillfully asked for two Korean cold noodles.

"Why do you like this bite, is your amount of food enough?" I looked at the two halves of the bowl of noodles and asked with a smile.

"One isn't enough, so I asked for two!" Zhang Tao said solemnly.

"You foodie, what should I do?"

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll pay when I get back." 'Foodie' is not the right word for me, I'm just a killer! ”

"Killer?"

"Yes, the cold-faced killer, the North Korean cold-faced killer!" Zhang Tao is serious, and his humor makes people tremble.

"Then this killer, after killing North Korean cold noodles, will you go with me to kill someone?"

"Kill whom?"

"Kill your boss!" As I spoke, there were bewildering glances around me. Someone picked up the dishes and chopsticks, deliberately staying away from the dangerous atmosphere. Mobile Visit: