It was this darkness, but she watched it intently, and she was fascinated. (Read the latest chapter for the first time)

"There seem to be some unspeakable stories between you?" I hesitated for a while, and then I decided to carry forward the spirit of gossip.

"Didn't your parents tell you, don't listen to what you shouldn't hear, don't watch what you shouldn't see? It's not a good thing that the kindness is too strong. She turned to look at me and said in a serious voice.

I scratched my nose and felt a little depressed. I was actually taught a big lesson by Xiao Nizi, who was several years younger than me and didn't have any college, which is simply a different kind of horror.

"Here you go." She sighed slightly, took out a boxy object out of nowhere and handed it over.

"What is this?" I was stunned.

"You have long eyes, you don't know how to see!" She turned her head away and deliberately didn't look at me.

I took it and opened the box outside, and I was immediately excited. I have received many gifts in my life, but this time I am truly excited and happy.

Inside the box, it turned out to be a brand new lunch box. The lack of beauty is the cartoon pattern, which doesn't suit me very well.

"From what I've observed, you don't seem to have a lunch box with you. This is a fatal problem. In our company, the kitchen does not have any utensils for serving meals, so you can only bring your own and clean it yourself. Obviously she gave a gift, but Zhou Zhiting still said in an awkward tone in a tough tone, "Don't think that I gave you a return gift because you taught me English." Don't get carried away, this is my own negligence, I should have told you when you apply. ”

After a day together, I gradually got used to her strange temper. was about to say thanks, but she waved her hand, "Okay, you go to sleep, you have to leave at seven o'clock tomorrow morning." It is necessary to arrive at the beekeeping site and set up camp before the afternoon. I, I'm going back. ”

For some reason, her face was slightly red and she left in a hurry.

I watched her back in the distance, standing silently in the hallway, holding my chin for a long time. I kept thinking about it, she wouldn't like me, would she? Although he does have some charm, he pretends to be a poor and white frivolous boy, and he shouldn't attract the admiration of the rich daughter's daughter in one day. Again, this is not a fairy tale.

Forget it, emotional things have always been a mess, and I don't want to think too much.

I shook my head and went back to the six-person room where the snoring was so noisy, and I finally fell asleep.

I had a dream late, a strange dream. In my dream, the bees danced wildly, and Granny Zhou stood in the open ground, looking at me without blinking. Suddenly, from the lunch box, from the terrifying holes in her face full of potholes, a large number of bees emerged. These bees, of unrecognizable species, made a loud 'buzzing' sound and pounced on me. The swarm of bees overwhelmed me, gnawing at every muscle in me.

Early the next morning, I was awakened by the sound of my own screams. At the same time, I was also shocked by an old employee who wanted to wake me up.

"Your roar is simply full of anger, not a young man." The old employee was about 60 years old, and his real name was what he was, and no one seemed to remember it, except to call him Fauber. Fauber covered his heart and was shocked, "Get up for breakfast, and leave on time at 7:15." ”

I smiled awkwardly, "I'm so embarrassed to have a nightmare." ”

"It's okay, there will be nightmares for you in the future. Beekeeping is not an easy business. Fauber smiled and walked away. I stared at his back and smiled slightly, this amiable old man has been specially marked in the information given by Yang Junfei. His family has worked in the Zhou Group for generations, and has assisted the Zhou family for a hundred years. Although his status is not high, if it is his turn to be familiar with the company's secrets, I am afraid that no one knows him better.

It seems that in the future, I will have a good relationship with Fubo and dig deeper.

With my brand new lunch box in hand, I was ready to eat a healthy breakfast. Rushed out the door and heard a commotion outside, and the parking lot outside the hall was full of people.

Something went wrong? I subconsciously judged, quickened my pace, and hurried into the crowd. I saw that the employees of the Zhou Group and the people watching the excitement outside the hotel surrounded the entire parking lot. The people on the periphery were pointing, their faces were not the slightest frightened, and their expressions were more like watching rare and strange creatures in a zoo.

"Why is the old lady's face so horrible?" Someone next to him muttered.

As soon as I heard this, I immediately understood, and hurriedly squeezed into the circle of people. Sure enough, Mrs. Zhou stood helplessly near the thirteenth carriage, and the containers of the truck were wide open. She held the human figure of the pillow tightly in her hand, and the early morning sun shone down, shining on her ragged back, which was already hideous and terrifying and full of black holes.

There are few old employees in the Zhou system who are onlookers, and I am afraid that they don't know that the old lady in front of them is the former president of the Zhou Group. And the nearby residents just because it is too good, so crowded people come to watch. After all, Mrs. Zhou's face is really terrible. Human beings are social creatures that live in groups, and once someone is good about something, it will arouse the good of others.

A sociologist in the United States once conducted an experiment, standing on the street of New York, looking up at the sky, pretending to be attentive without blinking. So a few minutes later, someone followed his example and followed his gaze to the sky. Ten minutes later, more and more people gathered, and finally it grew to a thousand people around him and looked at the sky.

And the sky is really nothing.

The relief of Mrs. Zhou on the spotter is estimated to be the same. The people around live in the highlands, and there are few TV signals, so there is always a lack of entertainment. Once something the size of a sesame mung bean happens, everyone comes one after another to join in the fun.

Mrs. Zhou was frightened by the crowd surging in all directions, she muttered 'old man' in her mouth, and hugged the pillow figure tighter with her hand. I couldn't stand it, so I hurriedly walked over and stretched out my hands to block Granny Zhou, blocking the sight of the people around me.

"What to see, what to see?" I frowned and scolded, "Because of an accidental injury, an old man has become what he is now, and my heart is uncomfortable enough, and you still come to fall into the well." You are not ashamed. It's all scattered, and the patriarch has a little conscience. You, you, and you. Go and get the crowd out of the way. ”

I pointed to a few Zhou employees who were watching the excitement: "Do you know who this old lady is?" She is the president's mother, wait for the president to be angry, not to mention the bonus salary, you don't even want to hold on to your work. ”

The faces of the employees who were still smiling and not listening to my words suddenly changed dramatically, and the people around them began to expel the villagers stranded in the parking lot.

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