On the commuter bus in the morning, the warm air was turned on to the maximum, but it was still shivering with cold, and the windows were as translucent as if there was no glass, and the car was even colder. The dry branches outside the window were bare, there was neither snow nor wind, just dry branches, swaying and shaking, like shriveled naked specimens, stripped and protected naked, and the sky became more and more dry and cold, which made people have to despair.

When the car drove down the country road, there was finally a little sun, and you can never imagine how cold it would be if the sun was gone, because it was definitely not right. But with the warmth of the sun, it is within reach, and that kind of cold makes Bei Bei forget to imagine that Peng Cheng may still love her, and with the sun, she is like a rejuvenated grass, jumping with joy, forgetting the cold of the winter.

As soon as he arrived at the cemetery, Director Yang shouted at everyone that they were going to a meeting in an office on the second floor that had never been opened. That's just weird, I heard that this room on the second floor is not to mention people, in recent years, even flies have not been put in, has been tightly locked, the green door is like a realistic decoration on the wall like a lonely standing, no one cares, today is about to be opened, can not help but be surprised.

Ronnie finally realized her place, and hurriedly ran out of the office area of the business room, grabbed Babe's arm, and hugged her tightly. "Sister Beibei, what are you doing here?" asked this wisely, and his words were to the point, but Director Yang had a meeting, and Bei Bei didn't know what to do?

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It seems that today's meeting has had a great impact, not only the office has been present, but also the engineering department. Wang Ying's big face was red, and she led a group of lean teachers up to the second floor in front of her, and she could only hear her voice from afar, noisy and noisy. Seeing Director Yang, the twisted old woman pursed her eyes unexpectedly, and seemed to look down on those people in labor clothes.

Wang Ying hurriedly called, she glanced at Beibei: "Sister Yang, we are here, what's the matter?"

Director Yang didn't answer, very impatient, shaking her bloated body and squeezing from the back of the crowd to the door, there was a pie, a swan who had eaten too much, she proudly took out a bunch of keys in her coat pocket, and tried them one by one in the pile of rusty keys, such a strange sound, as if something was sticking together, she tried it all over, but there was no key to open the door.

Bei Bei thought in his heart, this kind of green anti-theft door, a few years ago should have been Panpan brand, or it was a three-dog brand? This door can no longer see what brand it is, but the door is very new, and someone wipes it every day. It's really a good door, the bar is strong, and you can't open it with the key, just like the mobile phone of some elderly people, who have been used for five or six years, and the mobile phone shell is still the same as new, which is an electromagnetic bulge bag.

Finally, Director Yang was troubled, her forehead was now full of beads of sweat, and all the keys in her hand were inserted and pulled out one by one, but the door was never opened. Now she can be regarded as angry, the key in the hand back and forth, sparse, like a lot of random random pick up a handful of inserted into it and twisted, can't unscrew and then grab a lot, the more twisted the harder, the louder the more you twist. Everyone watched her fiddling silently, with a serious face, looking at her more and more anxiously, and her head was full of sweat.

"Yang'er, I'll fix it!" a master next to him spoke, unhurried.

Director Yang was relieved when he heard this, turned around and handed the key to the master who spoke. This person should be an old man, and Bei Bei is not very sure, anyway, the engineering department looks like an old man. This old man's ability is a bit like Zhang Zuolin that Shan Tianfang talked about in the commentary, almost a small man, a similar figure, and almost nothing to do.

The old man fiddled with the key in his hand, and took out a pair of glasses with a pair of laces on it, and looked at it again and again, but it seemed that he did not find any pattern. The keys all look exactly the same, and no one can tell the difference between them just by looking at them. So he also began to try to insert them one by one, and when he tried to insert the third one, the master let go of his hand, and his body took a step back, and suddenly without warning, it was kicked under the door lock, and there was a click.

The old man's swift skills shocked the little beauty to drop her mobile phone, this person shouldn't be too old, this foot down, the foot is fine, the door is fine, Bei Bei thought that the door would open after this kick, but it didn't. Then the old man leaned sideways and squeezed the door tightly, and with one free hand he wrung the key, and with a sticky sound, the lock turned.

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This is a room so buried that Bei Bei didn't even tell what was here at first glance, like a catacombs written in a tomb robbery note, all the windows here were covered with blackout cloths, and most of the things that were faintly visible were hung with a thick layer of soil, all of which were the marks of time. Although there is no catacombs here for a long time, but it must be larger than the catacombs, there are too many people who come in together, more than ten or twenty people rush in, stand in this room, the dust rolled up chokes people enough, it is very hot inside, damp is conducive to sweating, but the musty smell is also very pungent, choking people sneeze again and again.

"There's dead rats in this house. The old man who opened the door lowered his head and looked around, his mouth still idle.

"Oh, Brother Sun, don't talk about it. Director Yang seemed to be very afraid of the mouse, and she hurriedly stopped the master's suggestion to continue looking for the mouse. "Okay, okay, I'll say a few words. ”

Director Yang didn't invite everyone to sit down, she put her hand in front of her nose, pinched her brows, and seemed to be unable to stand it, so she gave up the idea of a meeting, and only said a few words to everyone concisely.

The owner of this house, the young owner of the company, is coming back, and for this long-awaited reunion, this house is going to be found in a new look. It's too late to redecorate, the young owner will arrive in four days, but the installation still has to be installed, the engineering department is responsible for repairing all the damaged things, and the ones that can't be repaired are moved to the warehouse, and the office is responsible for cleaning.

What Wen Beibei hates is this last sentence.