Bai Yuanshan lowered his head and patted the ash on his hands, Zhang Mo and Zhang Yun came too quickly from the beginning of the dispute to the end of the fall, and the four of them fell silent after witnessing it.

Bai Yuanshan's experience is not the same as these three juniors, Huo Yuanshan and they only dealt with these two sisters out of work requirements according to the arrangement of the association, Bai Yuanshan has not directly contacted Zhang Mo, and only looked at it from a distance a few years ago.

When Zhang Yun's parents died in a car accident, Zhang Mo had just entered elementary school, and Zhang Yun, who rushed back from school, suddenly encountered bad news, and the whole person was stunned, and her sister Zhang Mo cried and lay on her shoulder, begging Zhang Yun not to give her away.

After witnessing this tragedy, the old Tang Nene, who was originally quite dissatisfied with Zhang Yun, said: "Su Chong and I went back to sort out the report first, Huo Wei, you, you ......"

Huo Wei "um" for a moment: "I'll send Teacher Bai back, and I'll see you later." ”

"Ugh." Old Tang sighed, and went down from the roof with Su Chong with a depressed face.

After Bai Yuanshan restored the scene on the roof of the building, his spirit didn't seem to be very good, and when Huo Wei called the car and opened the door for him, Bai Yuanshan fell asleep on the backrest after a while.

Bai Yuanshan slept deeply, Huo Wei looked at him, but inexplicably remembered Chen Yubai's dream about the red house, the red house in the woods, and the cry came from the red house......

He suddenly thought of something, every year the fourteenth floor deals with things, at the end of the year, there will be a summary, including a book about the "deprived". After Gan Wang mentioned the "dispossessor", he specially found it and turned it over.

The "dispossession" happened almost fifteen years ago, in a brick house.

He took a deep breath and was anxious to confirm whether the scene Chen Haibai dreamed about could correspond to the record in the file, so when the car stopped at the entrance of the hospital and Bai Yuanshan signaled to him "no need to send it", Huo Wei agreed almost immediately.

He hurried to the association, but did not go up to the fourteenth floor, but went directly to the archives, where the staff quickly found the leather cover of the file for him.

There are several photos of the scene saved in the archives, and at the bottom of the photos, there is a new line in small print, recording the subsequent personnel changes: one died in the line of duty, and one quit.

He asked the staff to take Bai Yuanshan's file to him, and sure enough, it was written in the file that he quit the fourteenth floor fifteen years ago, and the pension group was just a joke within them, and it was still "the fourteenth floor" on the official document.

Huo Wei thought that he might have guessed who the person who died in the line of duty was.

***

"Su Chong, if I write Bai Yuanshan's name, will it affect his sick leave?" While typing, Lao Tang asked Su Chong opposite, "What if the association thinks he's okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's a big deal that the hospital will give him a certificate, and you can write it directly," Su Chong paused and discussed with him, "Hey, can you add an adjective?" said that Mr. Bai was seriously injured, but he still insisted on going to work sick. ”

Huo Wei pushed the door in, and heard that Lao Tang and Su Chong were discussing the science of choosing words and forming sentences, as in the past, he had to spray these two people, but his face was not quite right today, he took care of himself and pulled out a stool and sat down, Su Chong and Lao Tang didn't notice him.

The two of them finally came to an agreement and decided to use the word "weak" to describe Bai Yuanshan in order to avoid the association's lack of morality.

Only then did Su Chong see Huo Wei and asked strangely, "When did you come over?" So fast. ”

Old Tang glanced at him and said, "Su Chong and I wrote a version by ourselves, how are you, will you write a version too?" ”

Huo Wei saw that they really had nothing to do: "You guys write separately?" Isn't it good to write a joint name? ”

"No, I discussed it directly with Old Tang, and I saw it differently from him." Su Chong explained to him good-naturedly, "I understand a little lip language, he feels the fluctuation of his mental power, and when the two reports are put together, they can at least complement each other." ”

"Okay, put me in, I'll sign it later."

This kind of thing often happened on their fourteenth floor, but it was not Huo Wei's style, Su Chong leaned over and asked him after listening to it, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Huo Wei lay on the table, and his voice came in a muffled voice: "I'm tired, I'll lie down for a while, Su Chong, call me after you finish writing, we have to go to church, don't forget." ”

He didn't forget, he just didn't want to remember, he knew that he would toss back and forth like this, he might as well find an Internet café near Zhang Yun's house and finish writing.

Su Chong is not modest, his lips are a lie detector on the eleventh floor all day long, and he has a little sub-skill that he has realized without a teacher, and his understanding of the content is very limited. After he finished writing the report, he shook Huo Wei awake and signed, which took less than forty minutes in total.

Huo Wei walked away with Su Chong with an irritated expression, leaving Old Tang to continue typing.

On the one hand, Su Chong took pity on him for not sleeping for long, and on the other hand, he was afraid that he would get angry, so he finally decided to drive his own car over and let him curl up in the back seat to continue sleeping, but he couldn't help but complain to Huo Wei half-truthfully on the road: "I know that the Oil Money Association reimburses, but can't you find someone who can teleport?" ”

"Teleportation is a sought-after goods, more than a dozen express companies rob him of a person, I can't wait to split him and use it, how do you think I can find it?"

Su Chong pursed his lips and asked him, "What are your plans for later?" ”

Huo Wei spoke like a hum: "Meet all the people who teach Zhang Mo to write homework, and you can always know what happened to Zhang Mo." ”

"Don't you need to ask Zhang Yun?"

"She doesn't know, she knows that she won't be taken to the side of the building by Zhang Mo, and if you ask her now, you're mending the knife," Huo Wei sighed, "What kind of bullshit are you asking." ”