Chapter 40: The Deceased
The door of the agency was deserted, and a man in a black shirt sat under the arcade, dozing off in a straw hat.
Yang Weicheng stepped forward, knocked on the table, and asked politely, "Is there a mobile phone seller here?" ”
"A cell phone? What phone? The man was interrupted from dozing, and looked very reluctant, took off his straw hat, and squinted his eyes to look Yang Weicheng up and down.
"Well, big brother." Yang Weicheng gestured with his hand.
"Yes, does it have anything to do with you?" The man scoffed.
Yang Weicheng nodded: "Just have it." ”
He ignored the man and walked to the agency's room.
The man stood up and hurriedly stopped Yang Weicheng, his face darker than his clothes.
"Hey, hey, stop me! What are you doing? He unceremoniously ordered the eviction of customers, "Go and go, don't come here to find yourself uncomfortable, stay where it is cool." The stinky boy's hair hasn't grown, and he wants to come here to rub oil? ”
Since the establishment of the agency, most of the people who have come here are big money, but there are also a handful of criminals who fish in troubled waters.
After all, the latest model of the Mora Big Brother has a market price of 22,000, but in fact, because of the scarcity of the quantity, it is usually sold for 25,000 or even higher.
There was once a thief who used hydraulic tongs to cut through the protective net and almost stole a few big brothers in stock.
Ironically, the thief stole a model machine because he didn't know it, and it was just a useless plastic shell.
Since then, the company has hired dedicated security personnel to guard the door.
Now this security guard, no matter how you look at it, doesn't think that Yang Weicheng will be a customer.
People buy big money and bosses from big brothers, which one is not a car wearing a suit and a female secretary by his side? This kid is good, flip-flop shirt and beach pants, how to look at it makes people suspicious.
"Why?" Yang Weicheng looked down at his hand, then looked up at his face again, and smiled.
"What do you think I'm doing? You just treat me as a roadblocker, specifically to stop people like you. I'll tell you, where are you going! ”
The security guard moved to push him, Yang Weicheng flashed, dodging his hand: "Don't touch me!" ”
"Hey, boy, you're pretty sideways, what's wrong with touching you?" The security guard is going to do it again.
"What are you arfighting about?" There was a displeased voice from inside the door, and a man walked out.
He wore a white shirt and black trousers, with crisp seams and brown leather shoes that glistened in the sun.
This person is about thirty years old, with a Chinese face, very thick eyebrows, and very fierce eyes, but he is a little majestic, and he looks like a little leader here.
"Manager, this kid has to go inside." The security guard looked back.
"Then you just stop, don't shout, my daughter-in-law is so easy to take a nap, and I'll wake you up." The man didn't glance at Yang Weicheng, turned around and yawned and walked in again.
"I said this comrade manager, you didn't ask me what I was here for, just let people drive me away like this?" Yang Weicheng shouted at him.
The man stopped and looked back at him, "Then tell me, what are you here for?" ”
"Bring me a bowl of beef noodles." Yang Weicheng said.
The man was stunned for a few seconds, and only after a few seconds did he realize that the young man was mocking himself.
He frowned and snorted coldly. Originally, he didn't plan to deal with Yang Weicheng, because he couldn't afford to buy a big brother at all, so don't make a mess and lose face for himself when he arrives.
Now, hehe, okay, you're going to buy it, aren't you? Then I'll let you in.
"Xiao Wang, let him in!" That's humane.
"Manager Zhou, this ......"
"What is this, haven't you heard that people want to buy Big Brother? Let him in! Manager Zhou said.
"Oh." The black-clothed security guard let him go, and Yang Weicheng swaggered in.
This office is much larger than the company he just bought. The floor is covered with small square tiles, the walls are painted with yellow paint, and the furniture is brand new.
Manager Zhou walked to the back of the table and sat down, coughed, put his hands crossed on the table, and assumed the posture of a leader: "You want to buy Big Brother?" ”
"Yes, can you really give me a bowl of beef noodles?" Yang Weicheng pulled up a chair and sat across from him.
This man is very pretentious, and he can obviously become the manager of the South Island Provincial Agency, and his salary is not low, and his status is not low.
The people who ushered in and sent them were all people with status, and these became the capital for Manager Zhou to show off. Even if those people never come back after walking out of this door, and even when they go out into the street, they don't recognize him by looking at him, he feels very proud.
All of these experiences contributed to his momentum above all the creatures in this room.
Now he also wanted to be above Yang Weicheng, but after trying a few times, he found it difficult.
Don't look at this kid young, but confident and sunny, his eyes are shining, like a mirror.
Manager Zhou tried to stare at Yang Weicheng's eyes to put pressure on him, but it was like seeing a mirror, and in the mirror was his ridiculous appearance.
Annoyed, he snorted and pulled out a shoebox-sized box from a drawer.
"This is the machine, if you want it, I'll let the finance invoice you."
Yang Weicheng nodded: "Yes!" ”
Hey, it's hard to imagine that people in this year are walking down the street carrying a brick and still being complacent. Decades from now, how will they feel when they get a mobile phone or a smartphone?
With the rapid progress and development of the times, Yang Weicheng couldn't help but sigh again.
"Huh!" Manager Zhou smiled meaningfully and shouted at the stairs, "Daughter-in-law, come and issue a ticket!" ”
It turned out that there were not many people in this office, and one of them was his daughter-in-law.
There was a woman's lazy response upstairs, Yang Weicheng didn't feel anything at first, but then he smacked it, this voice is a little familiar.
Maybe it's very similar, after all, I've seen too many women.
The woman dragged on, and it was ten minutes before there was the sound of thumping footsteps on the wooden stairs, heavy and slow.
A young woman in a nightdress walked down, Yang Weicheng inadvertently turned his head to take a look, and was stunned for a moment.
It's her?!
An indescribable feeling welled up in his heart.
Is it sadness? No, it's more anger, it's shame.
The woman was actually quite delicate, small and delicate, and fair-skinned, unlike the Austronesians.
Hehe, of course she is not from the South Islands, because she is Xie Yingying!
That's right, the first girlfriend who broke the uncle's heart!
Unexpectedly, she actually got married so early? No, Yang Weicheng suddenly thought that in this era, late marriage and late childbearing are implemented, Xie Yingying and Uncle are middle school classmates, and they are of the same age, so they should not have reached the age of obtaining a certificate at this time.
In other words, she's living with this man in his thirties!
Yang Weicheng's chest was about to explode, and the two completely different emotions were surging and clashing.
As Yang Weicheng's memory, he was angry and sad in his heart. As Yang Guanning, he complained about his uncle.
His mood was complicated, but his face became calmer, and he could still keep smiling.
Xie Yingying was interrupted from resting, her face was displeased, and her hair was tied up randomly. But she is naturally beautiful, even if she doesn't wear pajamas without powder, she looks pretty good.
She didn't recognize Yang Weicheng at first, until she walked to the desk and sat down, opened the drawer and took out the ticket book, then glanced at it casually, and then was dumbfounded.
There are a total of three desks, two in pairs and one horizontally. Yang Weicheng and Manager Zhou sat opposite each other, and Xie Yingying sat between them.
Her expression couldn't escape the eyes of the two men.
Xie Yingying's face turned red with a brush, and her eyes became nervous and moist.
In my memory, although this woman took the initiative to abandon her uncle, she seemed to be forced by her family.
Could it be that she still has an uncle in her heart?
Whether there was or not, Yang Weicheng was no longer interested, he just didn't recognize her, and continued to study Big Brother.
Big Brother is really simple, if it weren't for the weight of this hand, Yang Weicheng really suspected that it was a toy he played with when he was a child.
"How much do you sell?" Xie Yingying asked in a low voice.
Manager Zhou ushered in the send-off, and consciously observed the skill of words and colors that had been cultivated. He could see at a glance that Xie Yingying was wrong, but he just endured it.
As if nothing had happened, he shook his head secretly at Xie Yingying, signaling her not to worry.
"Who are you, young man?" He got up to help Yang Weicheng make tea and asked casually.
Yang Weicheng smiled faintly: "What, come to you to buy a phone, and check the account?" ”
"Hehe, that's it." Manager Zhou smiled.
"My Zhou City, Zhou City, Jiangnan Province." Yang Wei became a Taoist.
The pen in Xie Yingying's hand fell to the ground with a click, and she was flustered and lowered her head to pick it up.
"Really? It is such a coincidence that my daughter-in-law is also from Zhoushi. Manager Zhou showed a sly smile on his face, "Maybe you two still know each other, right, daughter-in-law?" ”
"No, I don't know ......," Xie Yingying shook her head in a bit of a panic.