14

Everything is new. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

None of the cupboards, wardrobes, and storage rooms are more than three years old.

Before moving into this house, Zhong Xian replaced all his previous things. But there were a few small things that he decided to keep all the time.

He thought of his previous graduation photos and the like, but he couldn't find them. He has a small box in which he keeps old things that he really can't afford to throw away. But now the little box is gone.

It was a box of cookies. Later, it was replaced with a transparent storage box.

In the custom-made wardrobe that blends into the wall, there is a long, flat hidden drawer, where Zhong Xian once thought that he could put his old belongings when he moved in.

Now that drawer is empty.

Zhong Xian rubbed his temples and tried to remember. He's been rummaging through the house.

He began to dream again. Interestingly, every time he knew he was dreaming. It was past midnight, and he was lying in bed, his eyes closed, listening to the sound on the TV. Lately, he has to sleep with the TV on, and the TV is scheduled to turn off. He wished he had fallen asleep watching a football game without realizing it.

But the dream still came.

Fallen leaves all over the ground, some of them flying in the sky, fluttering and falling in circles. He could feel that he was in a good mood. I want to jump. This feeling of happiness made him not want to resist and decided to make this dream go on.

His car was driving very slowly, and he could feel the wheels running over the fallen leaves. There was a light scent wafting through the car. It must have come from a woman. Slowly turning his gaze to the rearview mirror, which was empty.

He turned his head in confusion.

The seats in the back, mostly empty. A man leaned sideways, leaning against the side of the car door, his face almost pressed against the side window, looking out at the fallen leaves through the brown window. He wore a long coat with a simple black cashmere texture and a snow-white collar peeking out of his neck. No matter how you look at it, it's a man. Young boys.

Zhong Xian could feel that as the dry leaves were run over by the wheels, the last of the juice would splash out, staining the entire street yellow.

"Are you my classmate? Secondary school? Elementary school?"

The man turned his head slowly. It turned out to be Officer Deng.

With bright eyes, this is the younger Officer Deng. He smiled faintly, his white face was illuminated by the sun, and his pleasure permeated the entire carriage. Then he spoke. The word is round. "It's funny, it's his mother."

Zhong Xian didn't know what he was talking about.

In an instant, they were back to the scene where they first met. "His mother dreamed of him. That's why I called the police. ”

"What's the point?" Zhong Xian felt like he was about to wake up. He's crazy. His mother dreamed of him, or I dreamed of you, what's the point!

15

The business card is printed with the four big words 'Honest Move'. Business cards are made from the cheapest pieces of thin paper, and there is no sense of design. This business card can appear in anyone's mailbox or in the crack of the door of the house at any time. That's how Zhong Xian found him in the first place.

Because there weren't many things, I still remember that there was just a pickup truck at the time, old and worn.

He pressed the phone on his business card.

"Hello. yes, about two and a half years ago, I moved in your car. ”

"Huh?" The other party is a little blindsided. "Oh. I'm not moving anymore. Don't do that ......."

"Wait, I mean, do you remember if I forgot a little box, uh, or a clear plastic box, in your car?"

"Uh...... It was two years ago. The other party was very surprised, and even laughed, "How can I remember." ”

"Yes. I'm just trying my luck. ”

"How big is the box? However, if it is true that you forgot to be in my car, I will give it back to you. I didn't leave anything behind from the customer. ”

"Good. Got it. ”

Bell String is indeed just a stroke of luck. Even if he really forgot somewhere, others would just throw it away like garbage when they picked it up. Because it was a memento of his past, it was of no value to others, so there was no need to hide it from him, at least to tell him that it had already been thrown away. It's also a result.

16

One of the buildings here is at least 20 years old. In terms of SZ, it is already considered an antique. Because the whole city is only 30 years old. It is composed of three connected sub-buildings, and at the intersection of Renmin North Road and Wenjin Road, it looks very magnificent from a distance. When you get closer, you will see four less obvious signs of Wenjin Square on the side of Renmin Road.

Dake was already waiting on the side of the road not far from the entrance of the underground parking lot of the square, where it was a diversion branch road under the Yayuan interchange, so it could be parked temporarily. In such a central section, the side of this slip road is often full of cars.

Zhong Xian walked over from the sidewalk and motioned for Dake to park the car right there.

"Is it true that you won't be copied?" Dake shouted his concern through the window, constantly checking for drivers in other cars. Then he got out of the car and chased after the bellstrings.

"I didn't expect you to be out of the mountain so soon." After catching up, Dake smiled and said, "Didn't you say you were going to travel?"

"This Mr. Guo found me, I don't know how he learned about me." Zhong Xian said. "He gives shares."

"Really. So good. How much to give?"

"Don't be under any illusions." Zhong Xian shook his head and looked at Dake with a smile. "I just wanted to see what exactly he called a new material."

"If you can really give shares, you can do it."

They found a sub-building called Wenyuan Building, took the elevator to the 29th floor, walked through the narrow floor corridor, and found a company called HHZ. The company consists of several offices. In front of an office with no door plates, Zhong Sin pushed open the glass door and strode inside, through a reception area, straight to the more open office inside. The office has a very large window, and on the left side of the door is a large boss's desk, and on the other side is a reception area composed of sofas and a red carved tea table.

Two men were sitting in front of the root-like tea table drinking tea, and when they saw the bell string coming, the man near the window stood up and held out his hand to him. The man was about forty years old, lean and had a serious face.

"This is Mr. Guo." Zhong Xian said to Dake. Dake shook hands politely.

After a brief hustle and bustle, several people sat down around the root tea table.

"Mr. Yang, bring the sample." Mr. Guo said to the man who was drinking tea together. The man was dressed in gray, couldn't tell if it was a jacket or a suit, and looked like he was in his 30s. After listening to Mr. Guo's instructions, he got up and walked out of the office with a smile. ”

"Is he?" Zhong Xian looked at the man's back and asked Mr. Guo.

"He's the one who made this thing." Mr. Guo was concise and to the point, and he didn't want to say more.

The man soon returned, carrying a few squares of thick stone samples, and Dake immediately got up to answer them.

"Looks pretty good." Dake spread out those samples on the table next to the tea table, and said to Zhong Xian.

"See the difference?" The bell strings prompted him to see the point.

"The quality is still ok. Tolerably. Dake picked up a piece and scratched it with the car key in his hand.

"I've seen a few brands in the project, and it's basically like this." Zhong Xian said.

Mr. Yang immediately interrupted him: "Our advantage lies in the production process, and we can make any stone with a pattern effect." ”

Zhong Xian said directly: "This can be done by other manufacturers." If you choose any style, the high cost of mold opening and time cost ......"

"Other domestic manufacturers really can't do it. Ours doesn't add to the cost. Mr. Yang said firmly with a smile, looking a little proud.

"Is that so? How can it not increase costs. Zhong Xian stared at Mr. Yang, waiting for him to say something specifically.

"We have our own set of methods, that is, we don't need to open the mold, and we can make it quickly." Mr. Yang replied, but he refused to talk specifically about his skills.

Dake was very interested and looked at each of the samples. Zhong Xian turned his head to Mr. Guo and said, "You haven't been in contact with this industry before?"

Mr. Guo nodded, his face was still serious: "If you think it's okay, it's really as good as Mr. Yang said." We'll work together, and you'll have to make sure there's a project. ”

Zhong Xian did not directly give a conclusion, but said: "Engineering materials and your clothing accessories are different. There's not much in common with the old marketing methods you're used to. Unless you can turn this kind of thing into a household item. ”

Mr. Guo began to nod. "That's a good idea. Do not go engineering. Or not engineering at all, but ......"

Mr. Yang interrupted them and interjected: "The project has to be done." The project has a head. I recently learned of a project that was timed at the right time and I found someone I could help with. You can give it a try. ”

"Which project?" Dake asked.

"A hotel project in the area of Chuangye Road in Bao'an."

"Who did you find and who do you know?" Zhong Xian said.

"I don't know. It's the people I've come into contact with who supply materials to the project. He said he had a way. You can try. ”

"Where does he start?" Zhong Xin asked.

"He made aluminum plates for that project. Should be able to pass this. ”

"The stone must be determined by the signature of Party A. Aluminum plates are not required. Zhong Xian said. He was not interested in Mr. Yang's words, and he also had doubts about this product. Dake is still asking. "What is this aluminum plate manufacturer called? There aren't many people in our industry, and I might recognize them. ”

"It's a Hunanese. What is it called...... crane" Mr. Yang began to think.

"Is it the surname He?"

"No, no, no. Is it a surname...... Cinnabar! ”

Dake sat up straight: "Zhu Xinhe! ”

"Yes, yes, that's the name, you know. I still have his business card. ”

Zhong Xian was in no mood to continue chatting. Dake's attention changed completely, and he kept asking Mr. Yang about Xiao Zhu - how they met, when they last met, and so on.

After that, they said goodbye in a hurry. Mr. Guo sent them to the elevator and said to Zhong Xian that he hoped that he would consider the matter of cooperation, come up with a plan, come to sit when he has time, and communicate more.

After entering the elevator, Dake immediately acted as if he had taken a stimulant, and repeatedly urged Zhong Xian to call Officer Deng, but Zhong Xian refused.

"We have traces of Xiao Zhu, how can we not tell the police about such an important clue." Big science knows the reason.

Zhong Xian hesitated again and again, and sent a WeChat message to Police Officer Deng.

"Damn, what's missing for half a year, it's really a false alarm." Dake said. The elevator slowly reached the first floor, and when they stepped out of the elevator, a group of white-collar workers crowded into the elevator behind them, and Dake's voice was still loud in the crowd. "I haven't contacted my family for half a year, this Xiao Zhu is really heartless!"

Zhong Xian remained silent, just walked silently, and Dake looked at him suspiciously. "Why didn't you react?"

Zhong Xian looked ahead and smiled: "It's good that he didn't have an accident." ”

Obviously, this reaction made Dake find it very boring. "I'm not going to fake saying I'm happy for him or anything. What the hell have you been doing in the past six months, why did he suddenly appear again......"

"Then you can ask him for yourself if you have a chance."

Dake actually thought about this seriously. "Why should I answer him? Hey, you seem to be restless. ”

"Something doesn't feel right." Zhong Xian finally expressed the doubts in his heart.

Dake was puzzled: "Do you still need to think about this?" Mr. Yang made it clear just now that he had met it last week. Zhu Xinhe's name is not common and he is a peer, so it can't be someone else. ”

Officer Deng called at this time. Let the bell string wait there, and he will be there at once.