Chapter 010: Broken porcelain

Shanghai drifting, north drifting...... This kind of term, which has a bit of a regional nature with Chinese characteristics, represents a large group of people who have moved from poor and backward areas to the center of high economic development, in an attempt to share the various resources that were born in China, which is booming and surging.

There is a wall in such a place, and the people of the two worlds inside and outside the wall, after success, a very few people turn around gorgeously, break through the wall, and sit on an equal footing with those who once looked down on him. If you don't succeed and are forever confined to drifting, you can probably only be regarded as an urban and rural person.

Including five or six of Chen Wangzhong's colleagues, they are all such people; The ever-changing state of Los Angeles is a veritable economic center compared to the surrounding underdeveloped areas.

Zhang Jindong, a rural person in the city, Chen Wangzhong saw in him not only his clever eloquence, foul language, and vulgarity that hung on his lips all day long, but also his unique life philosophy for people who have experienced wind and frost, in other words, the ticket woman, Lao Tzu has wine today and drunk today, and what can you eat when she becomes famous?

On the first day of seeing him, he went to deliver the courier with him to familiarize himself with the route and process, and Zhang Jindong showed Chen Wangzhong.

Express packaging cartons, dozens of catties, sent to a community downstairs, estimated to touch more than 20 floors.

Zhang Jindong took out his mobile phone, stroked the parted hair, and squeezed his eyebrows to be polite: "Big brother, the courier has arrived, please come down and pick it up." ”

"Recently, I've been a little immobile, please help me send it up, I live on the fifteenth floor, not high, by the way, I forgot to say that the elevator is broken."

As soon as he heard this, the smile on Zhang Jindong's face was gone, he was incapacitated, fifteen floors, obediently, Lao Tzu was a courier delivery not a nanny laborer.

Spit a mouthful of saliva, Zhang Jindong, who had not yet reached the outbreak stage, temporarily cooled down his anger, and still said with a smile: "Big brother, on this hot day, there are dozens of catties of packages, you see ......"

"Look at what, you send it up quickly, or I'll complain about you."

Zhang Jindong was not angry, he had seen a lot of this kind of person, he had a trick, crooked his lips and smiled: "Liu Hu, your inflatable doll has arrived!" Zhang Jindong turned on his mobile phone, raised his head and yelled at the roof of the building.

"I'm ...... day" was silent on the phone, and ten minutes later, a man with a tiger head walked out of the corridor with a straight face.

Don't look at Zhang Jindong on weekdays in front of Chen Wangzhong, a group of people who have never seen much of the world, he is very knowledgeable about astronomy and geography, and he spits and nails and makes those little dolls shout Brother Dong, busy running errands, but in the boss Wang Chunhua, she is a bachelor with his tail between his legs and standing behind the door.

Not to mention that after giving birth to a child, Wang Chunhua, the proprietress of Wantong Express, has an extremely deformed figure, looking at the side of the tank into a bucket, usually with a straight face, shaking a plastic fan in the summer and sitting at the door, knocking melon seeds, looking at the busy employees in and out, more frequent than the eldest aunt, and suddenly I don't know when the Hedong lion roar will attack, completely let Zhang Jindong, a man who claims to have played countless water spirit girls, lose the ** of speaking and the manhood of throwing the door away with her.

Because the voice is really ugly, it makes people have the urge to go crazy, mixed with the nondescript rural accent of the urban-rural junction, which is also mixed with the Mandarin that is becoming more and more popular as a city person, often on the lips, Zhang Jindong, who likes the sound of the girl calling \ bed, often when drinking, loudly announces his experience, if the proprietress Wang Chunhua calls, bed, the sound is no different from the sound of killing pigs.

No one reacted to Wang Chunhua's fingers, she was also quite boring, continued to eat melon seeds, deliberately made the sound of swallowing melon seeds very loud, and at the end she couldn't hold it back, threw a handful of melon seed skins casually, and found a reason to talk about the glorious years of her woman's eighteen flowers, what wicker small waist, melon seed face, white flowers, flowers and long legs, it seems that it is not enough, quoting scriptures, saying that he is Yang Guifei's fellow countryman, pulling his throat and accentuating the tone: "Do you know?" Yang Yuhuan is like me, a mold comes out of ......"

Actually, Zhang Jindong is also quite sympathetic to this woman, the boss is a guy in his forties with sharp beaks and monkey cheeks, and the young second and grandmother brought it back several times when Wang Chunhua returned to her parents' house, this woman is still in the dark, she doesn't know anything, and she still points fingers at the man who never calls the shots at home every day.

Only the son who is handsome and goes to the fourth grade with small glasses is the only one in the family who is pleasing to the eye.

The employees, including the neighbors nearby, are muttering in private, how could a sharp-beaked monkey who doesn't look like a good person, and a fierce and quiet mother, how could such an anomaly be born.

When Wang Chunhua heard such a discussion, she would not refute it face to face, when there were many people, she found an opportunity, crossed her waist with her hands, and pointed at each other with her fat fingers: "What eyes, do you know?" When I was younger, I was more handsome than my baby, this is called ...... It's called a gene ......"

In addition to many dissatisfactions, all employees, including Chen Wangzhong, are very glad that the boss lady did not flatter them or make a commotion from time to time, there was no such torture, and the boss lady was not forgiven by this group of men in her heart.

I got off work early today, a few little calves who often drink with Zhang Jindong, ready to open meat tonight, Zhang Jindong's acquaintances are familiar with a few dark and prostitutes, and the price of group buying is more cost-effective.

I was going to wait for Chen Wangzhong to come back and go together, wait, wait, wait, the lights were on, and I still didn't see Chen Wangzhong's shadow, the phone got through, and Chen Wangzhong's anxious voice came from there, Zhang Jindong, a man who thought he was qualified to be called a righteous Bo Yuntian, had no idea of going to play, and comforted Chen Wangzhong on the phone: "Aman, don't worry, I'll come over immediately." ”

In my memory, Chen Wangzhong scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, and he was so anxious that he jumped to his feet twice, Li Guoqing was wronged, and his family suffered a huge change, when he was twelve years old, his blind grandfather was lying in bed sickly, with no money for treatment, and he didn't know where to find a doctor. And this time, something big and small made him anxious.

I was going to finish delivering the last courier, and Dong Ge they went out for a drink and went home to sleep, riding a battery car in a good mood, when I turned the crossroads, I brushed the car with the oncoming van, the battery car fell on the side of the road, and got up with a wheel, ready to scold a few country words to this guy who didn't have long eyes and drove randomly, and the van was long gone.

Pat the dust on his body to pick up the battery car, and the sound of cheering came from the last square box, and Chen Wangzhong's head buzzed, and he immediately shook the box, yes, it was the sound of porcelain fragments, and even the outermost layer of wooden frame was broken into a few pieces.

When the express delivery was delivered in the afternoon, the boss had repeatedly explained, there must be no accident, Chen Wangzhong was very careful at all times, more than with a child, he was more concerned about it, and the problem of grabbing the road on weekdays was corrected by himself, not overtaking and not changing lanes, slowing down when there were many cars, and waiting for the car to pass before leaving.

Accidents are a devil that can appear at any time, often jumping out when you are least paying attention, leaving you at a loss, scratching your head, or pulling your hair off one by one, becoming a monk, and there is no feasible solution.