Chapter 42: Eighty Miles by Night

As soon as I heard this, I kicked it.

This grandson is purely cheap and obedient, and he actually pretends to be forced in front of me, I am really angry and funny.

But then again. This time, Lao Zhu can be the supervisor, and I am extremely curious about the reason.

So, I couldn't help but ask him. Lao Zhu hesitated slightly, and soon told the truth.

It turned out that just a few days ago, this grandson came to the company for an interview.

At first, he just wanted to surprise me, but what was surprising was that the conversation with Tang Qiuming completely changed the whole situation.

In Lao Zhu's words, this deputy manager Tang hit him off at first sight. The two only chatted for a while, and they actually had a feeling of seeing each other late.

I smiled and waved my hand, "Yo, I can't see that you and Tang Qiuming are quite compatible, don't you tell me that the old boy is interesting to you, right?!" ”

Lao Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then understood what I meant, "Get out, I don't have time to joke with you, you kid love to believe it or not." ”

To tell the truth, just a person like Lao Zhu, if you want to have good looks or not, you have no experience, a big bubble, you can still get the appreciation of the leader, I don't believe it.

But facts speak louder than words, at this moment, I couldn't help but sigh, "Lao Zhu, hurry up, go back to your hometown." ”

"What do you mean?" Lao Zhu looked stunned and asked me.

I looked at him affectionately, and my tone was solemn, "Comrade Zhu, I suspect that your ancestral grave is smoking!" ”

Jokes aside, Lao Zhu was able to come this time, which somewhat relieved me of a lot of loneliness. What's more, with him on top of me, this work is even more handy.

Later, I simply didn't go home, and the two rented a house near the factory.

As the old saying goes, there are clouds, full of warmth and lust. If you want me to say, this man is full, and most of them are supportive. No, this grandson has been getting more and more out of tune lately.

According to Lao Zhu's temperament, everywhere he goes, he must go to the local places of interest and take a walk. This time I came over to say that there is also a month, listen to his tone, this grandson has been waiting for me to take him to play.

As soon as I heard this, I immediately disagreed.

To tell the truth, it's not that I don't understand his habits, it's just that we are poor mountains and bad waters, and there are really no scenic spots.

Old Zhu Wu didn't believe it, looking at this posture, if I don't say anything good today, this guy will definitely not give up.

In desperation, I thought about it for a long time, not to mention, it really reminded me of a place.

If you want to say that the land, it is a high mountain in our land. Originally, I had heard people often mention that the beauty of the scenery was no less than that of the Yellow Mountain.

When Lao Zhu heard this, his eyes lit up. This time, others have already left work, and we are the two brothers left in the whole office.

While talking, Lao Zhu immediately asked me to lead him over, that eager to try, I didn't notice it at first glance when I usually worked?!

So, I hurriedly stopped, "Brother, you should stop when you are old." It's seventy or eighty miles away from us, and you don't know what time it is, I see, it's not too late to go tomorrow. ”

Since I've talked about this, what else can Lao Zhu do?!

After punching the card, the two walked back as usual. After walking a short distance, Lao Zhu suddenly stopped.

"Peng, what do you see that?!"

I was shocked when he heard it, as if he had discovered some new world, and I couldn't help but look twice.

In the distance, one or two jujube red motorcycles quietly leaned against the corner, motionless.

"What's going on? Lao Zhu. ”

To be honest, I'm a bit of a blind eye at this point

Lao Zhu smiled slyly, and suddenly winked at me, "Ah Peng, are we really going to drive No. 11 tomorrow, your words, I can remember clearly, there are few people in that place, and there must be no bus, so there is no means of transportation, absolutely not!" ”

Suddenly, I was shocked, and then I understood what Lao Zhu meant.

The co-author of this grandson is still stubborn, and at this moment, he actually started the idea of stealing a car again!

I still remember the tranquil things back then, and I couldn't imagine that after many years, this kid had a recurrence of his old illness, so he couldn't help but hurriedly stop it.

"Stop! You old man save it, I don't want to break the law. Besides, with your little ability, you are not the one who eats this bowl of rice at all. Lao Zhu, there is a specialization in the art industry, and it is not okay if you don't accept it! ”

Lao Zhu stared, didn't say much, went straight to the motorcycle, and dragged it like that, and suddenly he was happy!

"Peng, this car is unlocked! The key is still on the head! ”

I was just about to say a few words, but this guy was already impatient, and he caught fire with a twist.

"Peng, get in the car!"

I thought to myself, this grandson must be crazy again. Seeing that he couldn't stop it, he finally gritted his teeth and turned over.

If you want to say that the motorcycle is fast enough, it will take almost no minutes to return to your accommodation.

The two habitually ordered a few takeaways, and after a while, they actually blew each other's bottles.

During this period, the two of them were drunk, anyway, tomorrow is the weekend, Lao Zhu is arrogant: Tonight, we must not get drunk!

In the staggered discussion, I talked about the mountain intermittently, and Lao Zhu listened carefully on the side, almost in a trance.

Speaking of this mountain, our locals generally call it Lingshan.

According to the older generation, as early as the Song Dynasty, this mountain was always famous.

At that time, the patriotic poet Comrade Xin Qiji was so arrogant that he wrote: "The mountains are galloping westward, thousands of horses are whirling, and the mountains want to be east", referring to this strange peak in the south of the Yangtze River - Lingshan.

Since then, literati and nobles have come to visit, and for thousands of years, I don't know how many celebrity footprints have been left.

Lao Zhu is not used to learning and not knowing, where have you heard these allusions I told?!

Before I could finish speaking, the grandson suddenly stood up.

"Stop the ink, let's go!"

I was stunned when I heard it, what the hell, listen to his tone, it's going to pass now?!

It's going to be a few hours in advance, and I'm going to block it. I can't stand being drunk and hazy at this time, plus Lao Zhu is cowardly, I won't say a word, just follow him!

The night was full of smoke, and on the motorcycle, the wind was galloping, and the wind was biting cold.

After the wind blew, the two of them woke up most of the time.

In the dark night of thick ink, you can't see your fingers in front of you. Just then, the motorcycle suddenly creaked to a halt.

"What's going on?!"

Lao Zhu didn't say a word, got out of the car quietly, looked at the dashboard for a long time, and said: "Peng, I'm really sorry, I forgot to refuel the motorcycle." ”

Suddenly, I was angry. If I don't say that I was unlucky with Lao Zhu Jing, I would be surprised, how could I believe this guy?!

At this time, the dark clouds were heavy, the surroundings were silent, and there was no light as far as the eye could see.

Suddenly, I secretly complained, if it is not bad, in the current position of the two of us, it can really be said that there is no village in front of the village, no store in the back, TM is completely in the wilderness!

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