Soning hadn't seen the eldest young master since that afternoon.

Slipped.

It was exactly what she wanted, so as not to be embarrassed by the two of them face-to-face, and after an afternoon of calm and calm, she almost left this matter behind.

Early the next morning, as soon as I arrived at the unit, I was stopped by Director Zhang.

He walked up to Sonin and gave her a portion of the breakfast in his hand, pancake fruit + soy milk.

Soning was a little embarrassed and wanted to give money, but Director Zhang directly refused.

"Suo'er, I handed it over to you, Young Master Shan, you can serve you well." He said as he bit into his pancake fruit.

After all, it's leadership, that's the word.

Serve?

Quintessence.

Soning nodded, "Yes, Zhang Suo." ”

Director Zhang's mouth was filled a little too much, and he muttered, "The rich man has a big temper, you should take care of it a little more." ”

"Okay."

In fact, Sheng Fang's temper is really not very big, but he is not in shape at all, and he is very ...... Unlikeable.

"I'm relieved of you." Director Zhang smiled and said in a low voice: "I gave you a salary increase of 500 yuan this month, and you have worked hard recently." ”

She has been in the funeral home for six years, and she is the absolute veteran of the unit, and it is not too much to raise five hundred yuan for her conscientious work. But their overall benefit is not too good, and that's all he can do, no matter what, Sonin is grateful.

"Thank you, Zhang."

After chatting a few words, Director Zhang finally returned to his office bored.

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When it was almost half past ten, Young Master Sheng arrived at the unit, strode to the desk, and when he passed by Soning, his eyes were staring in a big circle.

I didn't say anything, the main thing was that I was too sleepy, so I fell asleep.

I played until three o'clock in the morning last night, and I was sleepy.

He slept soundly, and someone knocked on his table, but he ignored it, turned his head and went back to sleep.

As a result, the sound of knocking on the table was tireless.

Sheng Fang slammed up from the table and sat up straight, "Who the is looking for a beating?!" ”

"......" Soning's finger paused.

Sheng Fang opened his eyes and saw a wooden face in front of him, he rubbed his eyes, and his tone was not very good, "What are you doing?" ”

"Follow me to the dressing room." As he spoke, he reached for the vanity case and turned to leave.

Sheng Fang didn't react in a daze, and reluctantly followed, only to react when he arrived at the place, the dressing room is a cold room.

A place to park the remains.

I didn't understand it, and as soon as I entered the cold room, the temperature was low, the light was not good, and there was a not very beautiful corpse.

Young Master Sheng: ......

Soning turned on the faucet, washed his hands first, put on work gloves, and went to check the body on the iron bed.

Died in a car accident.

It's a bit miserable.

She opened the vanity case, took out the needle and thread from it, and was ready to stitch up the damaged skin first, and there was still a little intestine on her stomach, she smoothed it in, pinched the wound with one hand, and began to stitch it with the other.

A stitch and a thread, carefully and carefully.

The corpse's face was a little bloody and blurry, and she took water to clean it a little first, flattened the skin, and stitched it up.

Standing a little farther away, I looked at it carefully, and it was almost done, and I began to wash the body of the deceased, and the small stream of water washed it clean.

There are a lot of stitches, but fortunately, they are still complete.

Soning took off her gloves, changed into a clean one, simply filled the recesses, and began to apply makeup again.

This series of work took more than two hours to complete.

The body was a little heavy, and when she was dressing, she remembered that there was still an idler standing aside, "Help me out." ”

Waited two seconds.

No one answered.

She looked up and searched around, but there was no one to be seen.

……

It wasn't until lunch that Soning saw Sheng Fang at his desk, and the eldest young master's face was pale and dying.

She opened the lunch box, took a card from her pocket, and handed it to him.

"Let's use my meal card before I get regular."

Sheng Fang glanced down and saw that there was a big wound on her wrist, and the tooth marks were faintly visible, but it was also an old wound at first glance.

He stepped back with his chair and his face full of rejection, "Can you still eat?" ”

Soning put the meal card on the table, took a mouthful of rice, and put it in his mouth, "Why can't you eat it?" ”

"......" Sheng Fang remembered the corpse just now, and couldn't help but vomit again, "It's so disgusting......"

No wonder they all use the face at the scene of the car accident to describe a person as ugly, it's really fucking tragic.

Hearing this, Soning frowned slightly, "The deceased is the greatest, be careful when you speak." ”

Sheng Fang didn't care, and wanted to vomit when she watched her eat.

"The body makeup artist is the last person in the world to send the deceased on a ride, and you probably won't understand the sense of mission." She paused as she picked up the vegetables, "But at least you have to have awe." ”

Sheng Fang swallowed the discomfort in his chest and hummed, "I didn't." ”

Sonin glanced up at him, and his tone was light, "Then don't waste this station." ”