Jiang Ye felt that the scene in front of him was a little beyond his comprehension.

"Mr. Lu? Lu Mingyuan? Jiang Ye looked at the person in front of him and tentatively shouted into the phone.

Lu Mingyuan hung up the phone, stretched out his hand, and smiled at him: "You are Jiang Ziqing's classmate, right?" Jiang Ye. ”

It turned out to be true!

After knowing that the other party was really his new roommate, Jiang Ye felt that the whole world had become magical. When I took the other party upstairs, I couldn't help but keep secretly looking behind.

He doesn't know much about the e-commerce industry, but he has been in this industry for a long time, or he has some understanding.

No matter what Lu Mingyuan said, it is estimated that there are at least fifty or sixty people in Sanmu. According to the current housing prices in Jiaxing, garden villas may be available, even if the apartment is burned, it is definitely not a problem to rent a high-end apartment in the city again.

Even if you need to rent for a short time, is it still a problem to solve things that may be solved with money?

Jiang Ye thought about it like this, and suddenly felt that he was like hating the rich now.

"Say whatever you want." Lu Mingyuan glanced at him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a shallow smile.

Jiang Ye's rented house was on the second floor, and the two of them quickly walked up, hearing this, he opened the door for a while, and while opening the door, he turned around to look at him, and sighed: "I think you are also a domineering president, how can you want to come, huh...... Live in such a remote place. ”

He hesitated, but he only used the word remote to describe it, and didn't really say anything about the countryside or anything like that. But there are very few people who are willing to live here, and Jiang Ziqing and Yuan Dejia have complained about his peculiar taste many times.

The outsiders here, especially the many people in his hometown, will make him feel familiar. Although I haven't been back for many years.

"It's okay to have a car, it's remote." Lu Mingyuan replied quite calmly, glanced at him meaningfully, and said, "Aren't you the crown prince?" Don't you still live here? ”

Jiang Yeting wanted to say that he saw it, knowing that you have a car, the four circles downstairs couldn't be more obvious. But that's not the point, being remote and being far away are really two different things.

"What the hell is the prince?" Jiang Ye's black line, after knowing that Mr. Lu was Lu Mingyuan, the estrangement towards the domineering president in his heart unexpectedly decreased a lot.

"The view is pretty good, too." Not only that, Lu Mingyuan really put on a very satisfied appearance and began to seriously comment on the environment here.

Jiang Ye's rented house is in the second building of the highway, and there is a cultural auditorium in front of the right, and at night, there will be a lot of mobile vendors in front of it, which can be regarded as one of the most lively places in this area.

"It's quite noisy in the afternoon and evening," Jiang Ye also stood up, pointed in the direction of the auditorium, and said: "There is an activity center over there, and there are people carrying stereos to dance square dances in the square square in front of you as soon as it gets dark. There's no escape. ”

Lu Mingyuan nodded really seriously and praised: "It's quite life-like." ”

Jiang Ye was completely convinced of the other party's brain circuit, and sighed and could only introduce it seriously: "If you are on the second floor over there, you can go to play badminton and table tennis or something." Halfway through speaking, seeing that Lu Mingyuan was still wearing a shirt and trousers even in such a big summer, he suddenly didn't want to continue, and waved his hand weakly: "Forget it, you domineering presidents shouldn't like this." ”

Hearing the other party specifically emphasize the word domineering president several times, Lu Mingyuan was not annoyed, but followed his topic: "Do you like these activities?" ”

"I don't like it," Jiang Ye's tone was lazy, and he sighed a little weakly: "Although you are not from a factory, you should also know that in our industry, we are tortured by life every day, how can we have such leisure to play, I would rather be more familiar with this kung fu." ”

Lu Mingyuan smiled and didn't speak.

This house is an ordinary three-bedroom and two-living room, but the self-built house is particularly willing in terms of area, and after Jiang Ye took him to walk around casually, there was nothing to say.

"By the way, I heard you have dogs?" Jiang Ye glanced at the other party with some apprehension and asked, "Does that dog bite?" ”

Shen Ye glanced at him with a smile: "Golden retriever, don't bite." It's been a few years. ”

"Oh, too." Jiang Ye felt that his thoughts today were really a little confused, since he was a pet, how could he bite people. After thinking for a while, he twisted his eyebrows and asked, "Then you don't like to scream, do you?" ”

He was really panicked.

"I don't like to scream much, and I don't like to tear down houses. There are two rooms here, one is reserved for it, and I will take it directly to the company when I work overtime, and I usually keep it at home. When the word "home" was spoken, Lu Mingyuan's face was a little uncomfortable, he cleared his throat and continued: "I will release it at night, and I don't like to shed hair very much, but I will be responsible for cleaning it up." ”

Jiang Ye couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded after hearing this, does the other party know how to read minds or what.

Lu Mingyuan had already said everything he wanted to say, so he naturally had no other doubts. In addition to the fact that the identity of the other party is really a little incompatible here, other things are also quite refreshing.

When the other party left, Jiang Yedu was still a little relieved.

Is this going to live with Party A?

Tsk, it's magical to think about.

After going downstairs, Lu Mingyuan drove four circles away, and Jiang Ye came out behind and met many acquaintances.

The processing point here is a little smaller, but it also helped him a lot when he was busy, and after a long time, he knew a lot of people.

Diagonally across from the pharmacy is a small workshop with a sleeve that is now loading finished clothes onto the three-wheeler.

This time, the sun was very big, and Jiang Ye didn't want to move when he stood under the eaves, so he stood and watched the people on the other side load. After a while, there was a new freight tricycle in front of him, although they were all pulling the same small tricycle, and the speed was so fast that he couldn't see the goods loaded by the other party, but he could also almost know which link the other party should be responsible for.

The one who came in with a lot of them, and didn't put a plastic bag on the outside, should have come out of the flat knitting machine factory. Directly fell into the open space in the inner room, and the next person should be the person from the other side of the sleeve.

Sleeve, washing and drying, steaming, stepping on the label, and then inspecting the packaging risk shipment.

These processes are so familiar that just by seeing any sweater, he can immediately go through the whole process in his mind.

It is even automatically associated with the relevant processing plant.

Everything couldn't be more familiar.

Honghe is known as a woolen sweater town, and it is impossible to tell how many years of history.

What about Jiang Ye himself?

An outsider who has been here since he was born, has been studying and growing up here, and finally worked here for 27 years.

Jiang Ye pressed the cigarette in his hand on the ground hard, got up and threw it into the trash, looked back at the somewhat old community here, and suddenly had an unknown trance, he should continue to stay here for the next twenty-seven years.

When you think about it, it seems rather boring.

This boring feeling will come up every once in a while, and it will be a demon in my mind, and I will not even be in a good mood for a long time.

In the past, this kind of emotion appeared rarely, but since the twenty-seventh birthday, especially after falling out with Cao Jialiang, it has appeared more and more often.

-I feel as if I have a midlife crisis.

After Jiang Ye finished washing, he lay on the sofa and posted a circle of friends while wiping his hair. This time, he didn't even have a picture, Jiang Ye felt that in this way, he could fully show how much he attached importance to this matter and his inner anxiety.

When people reach a certain point, as more and more people come into contact with them, the world they know is getting wider and wider, and the professions they know are becoming more and more diverse.

Click on the circle of friends and Weibo, friends and classmates are scattered around the world. Eating, drinking, taking pictures every day, complaining about leaders, complaining about colleagues, it seems that they are having a good time.

Alone......

In the turbulent life, the only thing that appears that is barely worth sighing about should be the fact that Lu Mingyuan is going to be his roommate.

Living with Party A is incredible and subtle when you think about it.

What's even more incredible is that the other party still has a dog, and he even agreed!

Jiang Ye was entangled, and after a while, he hesitated to board Du Niang, and entered a few words in the dialog box: How big can a golden retriever be?

Seeing the pictures that jumped out of it that were almost half a person tall, Jiang Ye felt that his brows were tightened.

What the hell is half-human tall?

Shedding is still terrible?

Seeing the bitter shovel officials in the post, rubbing the dog hair that fell from the golden retriever into a fist-sized ball, he felt suffocated, and even had the urge to send a WeChat message to Lu Mingyuan to ask the other party not to move again.

Of course, I thought about it like this, clicked on the dialog box with Lu Mingyuan and stared at it for a long time, and finally only said one sentence, what time will you come over tomorrow.

The message sent was quickly replied: move tomorrow morning, and there is not much anyway.

Jiang Ye hadn't figured out how to reply, and the news jumped out again: Are you here tomorrow?

Jiang Ye was quite indifferent: If you want to go to the factory, you can clean it up yourself.

However, this reminded Jiang Ye, and he directly clicked on the other party's circle of friends.

There's not much content in it.,Except for some related craft inquiries.,The rest is about a photo with the golden retriever.,And it's really half a person tall.,Just looking at the photo still feels pretty docile.。 It's just that......

Jiang Ye sighed deeply, feeling that every day in the future might be full of challenges.

He'd been bitten by dogs before, and he was still the kind of person who helped others. As a result of the success of helping others, he later lay in the hospital for half a month, which was simply the most vulnerable time in his life.

The hand that was tapping the screen subconsciously slid down a few times, Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows in surprise, Lu Mingyuan was still in the same place as his hometown.