In the sun, the clerk's teeth were white and glittering.

He looked at Yang Weicheng with a smile and enthusiasm, as if the confrontation between a group of people in the office that day had never happened.

Yang Weicheng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Yo, it's you." ”

"Hmm, you got the news?" The clerk asked.

Yang Weicheng picked out a cigarette and handed it to him, he took it, and the two smoked together in front of the window.

"Hmm." Yang Weicheng nodded carelessly.

got the news of a fart, Lao Tzu is here to inquire about the news today.

However, this kid's smiling face is worth pondering.

Yang Weicheng chatted with him while observing his words and deeds.

"I really didn't expect you to know our big leader." The clerk gestured to the ceiling.

"Hey." Yang Weicheng smiled, "I'm just here to see how things are going." ”

"Oh, I was looking for you, come with me."

He followed the clerk into the office.

The clerk opened the drawer lock and pulled out a document and a roll of drawings. That was Yang Weicheng's, and he returned all these things.

"I'm going to put these away, I guess it's going to be a big deal, and it won't be long before I get the official documents." The clerk admonished.

His dedication really almost moved Yang Weicheng.

"Oh, thanks!" Yang Weicheng took his things, and only wondered in his heart, what was going on?

After a few idle words with the clerk, I got very little news.

It is nothing more than a meeting of big leaders, criticizing the phenomenon of cheating, buying and selling gasel, and warning everyone to do business.

These people in the unit are all human spirits, and they naturally hear the meaning of the big leader as soon as they hear it.

Chen Shuming said that, the clerk was uneasy in his heart, and he was thinking about how to contact Yang Weicheng, so he came by himself.

Exactly, it's convenient.

"Then I'll take my leave." Yang Weicheng said with a smile.

In fact, according to his temper, he really wants to be sarcastic. After all, this thing was so bitter for him in the first place!

But the words are divided into two ends, first do it in a hurry, this kid is just a shrimp.

Yang Weicheng is very happy that he has grown up, and he can distinguish the weight. What can you do just by covering your pockets and punching? You have to observe, it's all in the details.

He shook hands with the clerk and left the housekeeping office.

Although the clerk had a smile on his face, his heart was always hanging from the moment he saw Yang Weicheng.

He was actually ready to be scolded, but the other party didn't say anything, which made him breathe a sigh of relief and feel more and more guilty.

said that Yang Weicheng walked out of the door of the housing management office, stood on the side of the road and looked around for a long time, pondering this matter in his heart.

"Who's going to help me do things so beautifully......

After thinking about it, he only thought of one person - Liu Ruofan.

The young lady almost flashed her waist last night, but she was willing to help with this, which moved him for a while.

"Just buy some fruit, go and say something nice to her, and apologize." He thought, "If I hate ...... her"

The thought of those possible consequences gives me goosebumps.

Yang Weicheng took the document in his hand, took the bus to the nearby vegetable market, picked some fresh fruits and bought them, and walked to the station with them.

"Fruit is really expensive these days, it costs 20 yuan for this point, how can ordinary people be willing to eat it?" He sighed.

Knock knock!

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps behind him, and someone was shouting something.

Before Yang Weicheng could turn around, he was hit by someone and fell to the ground with a thud.

He scolded, and when he got up, he grabbed his contracts and drawings, these are all treasures, don't be stepped on.

Syllable!

A foot landed heavily on his arm, and he grinned in pain.

The most infuriating thing is that he was carrying fruits in his hands, all of which were trampled on, and every corner of the drawings was polluted.

"Fuck you!" Yang Weicheng gritted his teeth and scolded.

It turned out that the person who hit him also fell, got up in a hurry, and stepped on him with one kick.

"I'm ¥#%%......¥%&!" Yang Weicheng Zhou Xingxing possessed his body, and scolded, "If it weren't for you, Lao Tzu wouldn't have known that my swear word thesaurus is so rich!" ”

Quickly picked up the drawing contract, looked up, and a small old lady chased after him.

"Catch the thief, thief!" The old lady shouted breathlessly, pointing to the fleeing back.

There are 2 men who ran with the old lady, both of whom are half-old men, and their physical fitness is not as good as that of the old lady.

Yang Weicheng looked at this situation, and he had to do something good. What's more, my hand really hurt just now! Fruits, really expensive!

This revenge is not a gentleman.

Yang Weicheng chased after the girl and ran like crazy.

The thief, who was already running out of breath, heard the sound of running behind him, looked back, and was terrified.

"I*, is that still human? Too fast, right? ”

Before the thief was surprised, he was kicked in the back by Yang Weicheng, and the whole person threw himself forward, fell to the ground, his chin hit the floor tiles, and his mouth was full of blood.

"Yikes! Bleeding! ”

"Someone fights, who cares!"

Passers-by were frightened and avoided one after another.

Yang Weicheng didn't care about that, he pounced and picked up his fist and punched twice.

He wanted to take a few more hits to relieve his anger, after all, the back of his hand was trampled on the skin.

But the thief was too unbeaten, and after two punches, he screamed and begged for mercy: "Brother, I was wrong, don't fight!" Everything is for you! ”

He began to dig out things, a few wallets, and a handkerchief, scattered around, with a dozen gross tickets wrapped in them.

The last thing that came out was a waist bag, which was slapped to the ground by Yang Weicheng.

"What do I want you to do? You have stepped on the back of Lao Tzu's hand, you know? He slapped the thief on the back of the head, and the hurt guy burst into tears.

The little old lady caught up, snorting and panting, Yang Weicheng looked up, yo, this old man's face was white, something was going to happen.

He hurriedly got up and helped the old lady up: "Are you okay, grandma?" ”

"It's okay, thank you!" The old lady took Yang Weicheng's hand and thanked him straight.

"It's okay, I'm just doing it." Yang Weicheng pointed to a pile of wallets on the ground and asked, "Which one is yours, you tell me." ”

"That." The old lady said, pointing to the handkerchief roll.

Yang Weicheng helped her pick it up, and the money was basically a lot. The old lady was so grateful that she had to ask Yang Weicheng to leave her name.

"Your unit also has to tell me, so I can write you a thank you letter!" The old lady said.

"Forehead......" Yang Weicheng had no choice but to leave Lei Zhen's name and unit.

The old lady happily left, and the thief was taken to the police station.

Most of the wallets on the ground were empty, and no one touched them, after all, they were stolen goods.

Yang Weicheng glanced down, wiped his hands, and carefully folded the drawing, very annoyed.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the waist bag, the size was just right, so it was better to put it first.

"It's a big deal, I'll just send it to the police station when I go back."

He bent down to pick up his bag and opened it to take a look.

There was a pen and a palm-sized notebook. In addition to that, there are a few big sheets of unity.

"Yo, the owner of this bag is rich!"

Yang Weicheng took out the notebook and glanced at it, and it turned out that there were three gorgeous words written on the title page - Zhou Jianhua.

He was afraid that he was wrong, what if it was Zhou Huajian?

Take another look, it's still Zhou Jianhua.

"Zhou Jianhua? It can't be that coincidental, right? Yang Weicheng flipped through it playfully, and found that this was actually a small ledger.

On a certain year, month, and day, how much money or things are received from such and such a person.

On a certain year, month, and day, how many things were given to such and such a leader or what did he do.

One stroke at a time, the records are clear, and the calligraphy is not bad.

"I'll rub!" Yang Weicheng was in a cold sweat, this is a time bomb!

He scratched his brain, put away his notebook, put the drawings and contracts in, went back with his bag to buy some more fruit, and took a ride back to the hotel.

Back at the hotel, Yang Weicheng immediately went to find Liu Ruofan and went out.

He put the important items back in the room first, and then came to the front desk with the fruit.

"Hello Mr. Yang, do you need anything?" The young lady at the front desk has a sweet voice and is well-behaved and lovely.

Yang Weicheng replied with a smile: "These fruits, can you please hand them over to Miss Liu Ruofan?" ”

"Okay!"

After doing this, Yang Weicheng ran to the tea house, ordered a cup of tea, and the old monk entered the life of a thinker.

When he was thinking about life, he kept playing with that thick notepad in his hand.

A thought gradually took shape in his heart.

Half an hour later, Yang Weicheng ran to find Shen Yi and told her the news that he could start work.

"Really? That's great! Shen Yi looked at him very happily, his eyes sparkling, "It just so happens that I also have good news for you." ”

"What's the good news?" Yang Weicheng asked.

"I've helped you find the construction team!" Shen Yi said.

Syllable!

Yang Weicheng slapped his face, and he couldn't support it: "What did I say, as soon as I went out this morning, I saw a magpie chirping on the branches!" ”