Chapter 92: The Dream is Broken

Zhang Xiaolu has become a happy and carefree girl this year, full of enthusiasm and high morale for everything, the department manager Li Qun watched her come out of the shadow of the loss of her mother, and she was very happy, so she took a project in her hand and let her do it directly, the project was very successful, and the company made an extra 30% of the profit outside the plan, so Li Qun reported and recommended her to be a business supervisor. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On this day, the department held a special party for her new appointment, she came home a little late, walked into the room and closed the door, and shouted happily: "Mom, Mom, where are you?" I was promoted, and now I'm a business executive! ”

Zhang Xiaolu turned around and didn't find her mother's familiar figure, and there was still leftover breakfast on the table! She thought that her mother had gone out, but she thought that since her mother came back, she was afraid that others would be afraid, so she hoped that her mother would not go out, and her mother did not seem to have gone out once!

"Mom, Mom, where the hell have you been?" Zhang Xiaolu cried and covered her face and sat helplessly on the sofa in the living room, but she didn't find that the plant in front of the balcony window had completely withered...

Zhang Xiaolu has returned to malaise, Li Qun sees it in his eyes and is anxious! Thinking of the subtle changes that happened to her, recently I sometimes saw her nesting in the company pantry and talking on her mobile phone, once it happened that he heard her shouting "Mom" in his ears, as far as he knew, her mother had passed away, and he said, did this child encounter something?

"Xiaolu, have you encountered anything lately?" Li Qun asked with concern.

"Manager Li, I..." Zhang Xiaolu knew that Li Qun was for his own good, but he wanted to complain but didn't know where to start, not to mention that this matter was too weird.

Li Qun looked at Zhang Xiaolu's cramped and restless appearance, waved his hand, took out the address book from the office drawer, flipped out an address, wrote it down on a sticky note and handed it over.

"I have a nephew named Li Hao, once he was sick, and his teacher took him to that place to cure him... I've heard that place is quite magical, and maybe, you can find the answer you want. ”