Chapter Forty-Seven: Beauty Is Not Eaten

When I was about to get off work, Wang Wanting greeted me very politely: "Mr. Da, it's time to get off work, I'll go first, remember to close the office door when you leave, and this door at the front desk, don't forget." ”

"Okay, I'll leave right away." I said, packed up the information on the table, and made it look like I was about to leave, but I saw that Wang Wanting had already walked out the door.

I was thinking of going out with her, but since she was gone, I didn't need to rush to leave, so I just sat in the office for a while.

Where am I going? Shen Xiaochuan's home can't go, and there is no place to have dinner, where can I go?

Sitting in the office, listening to my colleagues talking and laughing one by one passing by the door and happily returning home from work, I suddenly felt extremely lonely.

There is no place for me to go in Nanyue......

Soon, the building fell silent, which meant that everyone who was supposed to leave work was gone, and maybe I was the only one left.

After looking through the information for a while, the sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the various lights of the street outside were also lit up one by one.

I walked out the door, closed my office, and closed the front desk door according to Wang Wanting's instructions when she left.

The corridor was silent, and there was no sound at all.

I cowered down to the corner of the stairs to see if the worn-out couch was still there, to see if I could spend the night on that worn-out couch.

Turning the corner, I found the old couch still lying there.

I felt a burst of euphoria.

Recently, I found that the large garbage can full of garbage had been cleaned before leaving work, and the smell was not as bad as it was at noon.

I looked around, but I didn't see anyone, and I didn't make any sound.

I stepped forward and moved the old couch a little out, and found that it was long enough to barely fit a person.

I stepped on it with one foot and tried it out, and found that it was basically sturdy.

I knew in my heart: this was it, and I would sleep here at night......

I walked to the elevator only to find that it was out of service. There is a note next to the elevator that reads: This elevator starts working at 6 a.m. and stops at 7 p.m. every day.

What to do? That's 12 floors! How to go down?

I went back to the old couch at the corner of the stairs and saw a big green arrow on the wall of the staircase with the words "Walkway" written next to it.

Following the guidance of the green arrow, I walked down the floors, and actually walked out of the building, and when I looked to the side, I saw that it was the main entrance where we were commuting to and from work.

The main entrance was closed, and there was a black rumbling inside.

Only the four big characters of "Golden Eagle Daxia" on the top floor are lit up and shining.

Passing through a short alley, I came to the main street of Nonglinxia Road.

The streets were bustling with lights and stalls lit up in all sorts of ways, but I was most concerned about the restaurants, restaurants and food stalls where I was eating, because I was already feeling hungry.

However, attention can only be attention after all, and the smell of food from those restaurants is irresistible to my nose and stimulates my taste senses without hindrance.

It's hard to resist and you have to resist, without money, everything is in vain.

I walked slowly along the left side of the street, aimlessly, just to pass the time.

However, the street of Nonglinxia Road is not very long, after walking on the left, I walked back along the right, and came to the end in about an hour, and saw a light sign on the top floor with the words "Railway Workers' Cultural Palace", which reflected the words "Golden Eagle Building" of my company diagonally opposite.

I think that the Cultural Palace, that should be a place with culture, should be a place for cultural people. When I got closer, I saw that the black light was blind inside, and the gate was locked, only the sign at the door loomed in the light of the street lamp.

I sat down on a cement stool in front of the door and started thinking about something to pass the time.

The first thing that came to my mind was: since this road is called agriculture and forestry road, then there must be agriculture and forestry road. Where is the agriculture and forestry on the road? The lower road of agriculture and forestry is already more familiar, why not go to the upper road of agriculture and forestry to take a look?

This thought makes me feel very happy. The cement stool under the butt was a little cold and uncomfortable.

I got up and asked a pedestrian, where is Nonglin on the road? The other shook his head and walked away.

I asked several people one after another, but they all said they didn't know.

I noticed an old man writhing and kicking in an open area not far away, so I stepped forward and asked.

"Uncle, where is Nonglin on the road?"

The old man stopped and said, "There is no such place," he said, raising his hand and pointing at it, "there is the lower road of agriculture and forestry." ”

I said, "I know the way down Nonglin, I'm asking where is the road for Nonglin?" ”

"There is no agriculture and forestry on the road. I'm a local, I've lived here for generations, and I've never heard of a place where agriculture and forestry go on the road. ”

"No, there is no agriculture and forestry on the road, how can agriculture and forestry go down the road?"

"Isn't the naming of streets and roads written in couplets, and they need to be neatly arranged? According to what you say, a person who has a husband must have a wife? I'm just single, I don't have a wife. ”

"No, I just think it's strange, there are agriculture and forestry on the road, how can there be no agriculture and forestry on the road?"

"Young man, your question is a very boring question, you are bored yourself, don't delay me from exercising." After the old man finished speaking, he ignored me, twisted his waist and kicked his legs to continue exercising.

I had no choice but to go back and continue to lie on the cold concrete stool thinking about other problems. What do you think? When I was having lunch with me in the company at noon, Ah Fen's sentence "beautiful and delicious" suddenly rang in my ears.

That's right, when you're hungry, you can think about beautiful women.

The gentle and gentle Wang Wanting ......

Wang Wanting, who smiled......

Wang Wanting, who has an elegant temperament......

Wang Wanting with beautiful legs in a cheongsam......

A high-pitched ......

Ah Fen, who said Du Fu as tofu......

Afin showing off gold-rimmed glasses......

Ah Fen who invited me to breakfast......

After thinking about it, my stomach was still rumbling with hunger, and I suddenly felt that all this was very boring, as boring as "there is agriculture and forestry on the road, there must be agriculture and forestry on the road", and it can't be eaten.

It's beautiful!

Simply, don't think about anything, lie down on a cement stool and sleep, maybe you won't be hungry when you fall asleep.

How long I slept this night, I don't know.

I was woken up by a shout, and when I opened my eyes, I sneezed several times in quick succession, and saw two security guards standing in front of me.

One said, "You can't sleep here, it's eleven o'clock, it's time to go home." ”

Another said, "Sleep when you have a cold?" Go home and sleep. ”

I said sleepily, "Home? Where is home? ”

One of the security guards said, "You're so confused that you forgot about your door." ”

I said, "It's not that I forgot my home, I don't have a home." ”

Another security guard said, "You don't have a home? Don't you look like a homeless person? ”