Big fat is the pearl of the factory director's palm, and he is responsible for the transfer of personnel in the factory, coupled with the identity of the factory director, it can also be regarded as a "flower" in the factory.

Just thinking about her nearly two hundred pounds of figure, Fang Three couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine and shiver all over.

What happened last night?

At this time, he could no longer hear the outside world at all, and the happiness of the second half of his life was at stake, and he had to try to remember what happened last night. However, at this moment, a joyful voice sounded behind him, like a soul-snatching urge, making his hair stand upside down and his whole body paralyzed.

"Bao, are you here?"

Together, everyone dispersed, and then they heard the sound of footsteps echoing in the workshop, as if the ground was shaking, and even the surrounding machines trembled slightly.

You don't have to look to know who it is!

Where did cube three dare to stay, he immediately pulled out his legs and ran, but before he ran a few steps, he felt the strong wind in his back, as if he had smashed down a meteorite, and instantly slapped him to the ground, before he could feel the pain in his body, his throat was sweet, and he passed out.

Happiness came too suddenly, and before I had time to feel it, I was already unconscious. By the time he opened his eyes again, he was already lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital.

"I'll go! Oops..."

When he woke up, Cube Three's heart was still clouded with a layer of terror, and the pain on his body was insignificant in comparison.

It's all lying in the hospital bed, it's time to breathe a sigh of relief, right?

He thought, but who knew that the soul-inducing voice sounded again.

"Bao, you're finally awake! Doctor! Doctor..."

There was a little tenderness in this voice, and there was a little worry, but more of it was joy, just listening to it in the three ears of the square, like a deadly magic sound, when I was shocked, I almost didn't lose my breath! Immediately, he didn't care about the pain in his body, he was only wearing a hospital gown, and quickly slipped out of bed and ran through the door, until he ran home, and then dared to stop and gasp loudly.

"Whew... Probably won't chase after you, right? He thought, at this time, it was getting dark and the time was late, even if the big fat was persistent, he shouldn't be able to chase him to the door, right?

It was a good thought, but the good was not good, the bad spirit, and before he could even out his breath, the terrifying voice sounded again.

"Knock knock... Bao, are you home? You're not well, don't walk around! Knock knock..."

"Nima! How the ghost does not go away!! The three of them were about to cry, and they were terrified when they looked at the iron door that was shaken like a war drum, as if some terrible monster was about to break into it. Regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, he hurriedly ran to the window, smashed open the anti-theft window with all his might, closed his eyes, and jumped directly to the tile roof opposite.

Fortunately, he only lives on the second floor, otherwise he would have broken a leg in this jump!

By the moonlight, he was like an outlaw in a desperate situation, fleeing frantically all the way, no matter where he would go along the way, as long as he was not caught up by the big fat, it would be fine!

I don't know how long I ran, until I was exhausted and couldn't run anymore, so I stopped and couldn't stop breathing.

It's horrible!

He still can't remember what happened last night, but in the current situation, it doesn't seem to matter if he thinks about it or not.

He took out his phone and glanced at the time, and his eyes saw the dozens of missed calls and text messages at the same time...

I opened it and glanced at it, it was full of calls and messages from Big Fat, and after reading it, I realized what happened last night.

It turned out that when he was drunk last night, he happened to talk to the factory director about the retirement of the workshop director, alcohol not only paralyzed his cerebellum, but also paralyzed his brain, he was eager for the position of the workshop director for a long time, but he actually said that he had been looking at the big fat for a long time, and wanted to marry her, and the factory director was a family, so he wanted to carry more and so on.

The factory director naturally only thought he was drunk, but he didn't die, he and the factory director were not the only ones who ate and drank together, and as soon as these words came out, they had already spread to the whole factory that night.

Trouble came out of her mouth, and it could be seen from the text message sent by Da Fat that she had already had feelings for Fang Block San, and now he took the initiative to propose, which is naturally a dream come true, so there was such a "crazy" move.

"Would you like to call back and explain?"

Fang San thought about it, but the phone suddenly vibrated at this time, and the caller ID was "big fat".

After much hesitation, he pressed answer.

"Bao, where have you been? You're not well...", and there was a big fat panting and worried voice on the other end of the phone.

"Listen to me!" Cube Three interrupted her, "I was drunk last night..."

"Drink and spit the truth, I believe that what you say is true, in fact, I like you too."

"That's just drunken talk! When I woke up, I had no idea what was going on! If not—" Block Three struggled to explain.

"I don't believe it!" Big Fat interrupted him, his emotions became more and more excited, and he even cried: "I will find you, I believe we will be happy!" ”

Come on! I can't explain it clearly.

Square Three didn't know what else to say, so he simply hung up the phone, but Big Fat didn't give up and kept calling.

"Alas..." he sighed, the peach blossoms are good, but the peach blossoms of two hundred catties are really unbearable. He didn't bother to hang up again, let the phone vibrate incessantly, took out a cigarette and lit it, and the clouds and mist were shrouded, which was quite desolate and sad.

During this period of time, the factory will definitely not be able to go, and there will be no return home. Think of a two-cent-five balance on a card... The top priority at the moment is to solve the problem of food and housing.

But I have been in this city for more than two years, and I know all the workers around me, whether to take them in or not, Da Fat also knows these workers, and is even more familiar than him, if he goes to take refuge, it is only a matter of time before he finds him. Moreover, these workers are not big enough to watch the excitement, and maybe they will sell him.

What to do?

With neon lights flashing and billboards alternating with each other, there is no friend to trust and no place to settle down...

He felt powerless, looking at the bright city, his heart sighed, and this look, at the same time, he also found a strange scene.

This is the time when the nightlife begins, and how come there are not even many people on the street?