After I made up my mind, I smiled at Huang Shang, "So far, Manager Huang, this is the only way." Director Wei and I rarely have some thoughts, and I am really grateful to have met you and given us such an opportunity. ”

Huang Shang's twisted brows relaxed, and the whole person smiled, "You don't have to thank me all, this matter is still the idea given to me by the head of the capital department of our bank, and it is not my credit alone." ”

I leaned forward, "Thank you two then, when will you have time for a light meal?" ”

Huang Shang said with a smile: "The relationship between us, do me a favor, what's the matter, I just say that I want to invite guests to dinner at every turn, Miss Meng, your pattern is too small." After that, I see that your guest house will be built, and there will be many places to use people and materials, and when the time comes, it will depend on Miss Meng's golden face, and you will be willing to cooperate with us laypeople. ”

I know in my heart that this is to force me, and after the construction of the guest house, presumably Huang Shang and they must come to get a piece of the pie. However, these can only be pressed first.

Huang Shangfang went to prepare a lot of matters for the company's debts, and I only needed to cooperate with him to ask Hanyan to provide a series of procedures and materials, and I was happy to have a good time these days. Hanyan didn't arrange other jobs for me, so I slipped away from time to time to go to Wei Zheng's Reward Division to see what he did every day.

Where there are people, it is the rivers and lakes, and if the rivers and lakes are there, the matter of worshipping high and stepping on low has always existed. The treasury is empty, and even the performance of his subordinates has been cut directly by the Reward Division with Wei Zheng, and the outside of the department is full of birds, and the ghosts in the division are lame and paralyzed, and they are also drowsy during work hours. I can fully understand Wei Zheng's depressed mood some time ago.

Thinking about three years ago, when I first came in as a ghost pawn newcomer, the Reward Shan Division was the first stop of training, and the prefecture has always taken the punishment and reward fairness as the first lesson, making us think that rewarding the good and punishing the evil is the meaning of our existence and working for it every day, even if the work is boring and trivial, I think about the towering gatehouse and archway of the Reward Shan Division, and the simple smile when the ghost receives the reincarnation, I feel that I have motivation - although the inculcation of these concepts all comes from the entry promotional video that we have to watch every night, But at that time, the ghost pawns still deeply believed that their struggle could make the injustice of the yang world eliminate in the underworld, and everyone believed that the injustice of a lifetime would finally be cleared in the underworld.

I looked at Wei Zheng, who was busy checking and receiving the tribute in the warehouse, but my mind was thinking about when my belief was shaken? When will our lives, our own thoughts, and our beliefs be decided by the paper money burned to ashes in the yang world?

I leaned on the porch and pondered for a while before Wei Zheng saw me. He smiled slightly, and ran to me in small steps, he has not done paperwork for a long time, he is busy doing some manual work of loading and unloading goods and cleaning the warehouse every day, I seem to be more symmetrical, and the most pleasing thing to me is that he has made great efforts during the day, and he has complained a lot less on weekdays and at night, and his eyebrows are often stretched, in my opinion, in fact, his state at this time is the best he has been in the three years I have known him.

At that time, when the incense of the Zenji was vigorous and endless, he was ambitious, high, and refused to take a breath of loss, I still remember in the promotional video, he stood in the mandala flowers, and the clear water of the river on the other side flowed endlessly under his feet - his eyes were full of youth and hope, and some people even took screenshots in the post bar to discuss his appearance and past legends. And in the past three years, when he has slowly gone downhill, I can see that he is trying to use his humor and low voice to get through the days when the resources are slowly tilting towards Zhong Kui, and in the past year, he seems to be in a bad mental state, often sighing depressedly, probably because he has seen through the laws of the operation of this underworld and never speaks out of public propaganda, but slowly realizes it from his trivial daily life.

But after that night passed, when the two of us had dissected their minds and found a so-called target that we didn't know whether it was the abyss or the direction of progress, his spirit and spirit visibly improved.

I know very well that I am probably not the main reason for Wei Zheng to be happy, what makes him happy is the pitiful, common, and fledgling little wishes and intentions of the two of us.

He habitually rubbed my hair, took my hand, led me to the tribute storehouse, and asked, "What do you want to eat?" ”

I squeezed his hand - the small gestures between us did not shy away from appreciating these ghosts in the good division, the story of the frustrated high-ranking man and a former Meng Po is probably not worth the eight women to put a slap in their mouths, people are more than addicted to it, but I was really moved by Wei Zheng's frankness.

"What's there today? Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the sun has to provide moon cakes, I like lotus paste filling, this point is estimated that the meals you should send to the divisions have also been delivered, just to test whether you have left it for me. I blinked.

Wei Zheng gently hooked the corners of his mouth, pressed me on his office chair diligently, and took out a box of Xinghualou mooncakes from behind his back like a trick, this is my favorite brand! I cheered in my heart, the last time I ate it was about two years ago, when I had just become familiar with Wei Zheng, and I only got a bag of stalking, soft grinding and hard bubbles. Unexpectedly, two years later, this bad initiator began to serve me seriously.

After eating mooncakes in the evening, the two of us went to the other side of the river to watch the moonlight. I leaned over his shoulder, one of the few moments that belonged to the two of us. Wei Zheng has been looking at the yellow moon like a stunned Samoyed, even if the thin clouds have obscured the bright light, he has been seriously stretching his neck and looking at the sky. I don't care what he's looking at, I just know that the pure life of these days has made my hearts less impetuous and utilitarian, and the temperature of our clasped hands passed to each other gave me a long-lost sense of strangeness, a heart-warming feeling.

True heartbeat can only occur in extreme and balanced situations. Either both of them are at a low point, or both of them are in a high position, and once one of them is unbalanced, it is inevitable that there will be a little suspicion in each other's hearts.

"It's good to be like this all the time, time stands still, every day is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there are mooncakes to eat every day." Wei Zheng took the first step to say what was in my heart.

"It's always been like this, you're not reconciled, and I'm not reconciled." I played with the dog's tail grass on the bank of the river, bored learning children's tricks, braided it into a ring, and hastily put it on Wei Zheng's middle finger, "Cherish the present, it won't be long." ”