I quietly glanced back at the curator, anger and displeasure on his face at the same time, but I had to squeeze out a stiff smile.

"What is the duty of the pure talk?"

The curator pretended to be kind and said angrily, "You, you will take root here in the future! The funeral home is your second home!"

"What about the mistakes I made before?"

The curator waved his hand extremely heroically: "Young people, when there is always impulse, it is not a problem!"

Hey! It's really a human mouth with two skins, how can it be reasonable, isn't it time to fire me with an iron heart?

However, my heart blossomed.

As the old saying goes, to be a man, sow good causes, and get good results.

I helped Brother Wang before, and today he saved me again.

God is not blind, no matter good or bad, the retribution that should come is indispensable.

I bowed to Brother Wang and the curator, said a few words, and hurriedly borrowed the slope to get off the donkey.

Just as I was about to go out, Chen Jiayan just pushed the door in.

When I saw that she was still carrying a backpack, I wanted to talk to her, but because the curator was here, I couldn't say much, so I just nodded.

The moment I closed the door, Chen Jiayan's voice came from inside the house.

"This is my resignation formalities, you sign it."

I was stunned and froze at the door, why did she have to leave?

I listened for a moment, then pulled the office door open.

Ignoring their horrified eyes, I snatched the document that the curator was signing, and tore it to pieces in two or two clicks.

The curator's hands were on his chest, and he looked at me dumbfounded.

I dragged Chen Jiayan and hurriedly apologized: "She has a brain disease, don't pay attention to her."

"She's not quitting."

With that, I dragged her out and ran out of the hallway before I stopped.

Chen Jiayan's thin little physique, tired enough from the huge backpack, leaned on the wall with one hand, panting at me.

"Why are you holding me back?"

"Are you crazy?"

Chen Jiayan stood up straight and helped his eyes, serious with a little embarrassment.

"This is because of me, I don't have the guts, and I don't have the ability to ask the curator to keep you, I can only go with you."

This made my heart tremble, and then I felt an inexplicable pain.

She was also short of money, and because of today's events, she dared to leave with me so resolutely.

This is equivalent to cutting off the back road.

Chen Jiayan doesn't seem to be good at expressing herself, but the chivalrous spirit in her is better than thousands of beautiful words.

I took off her backpack and smiled and comforted her.

"Don't worry, if the curator doesn't fire me, neither of us will have to leave."

Chen Jiayan was stunned for a moment, and asked tentatively, "You didn't lie to me?"

"Lying to you is a dog."

A smile suddenly appeared on her serious face, "You're so interesting."

"There's always something magical."

Laughed a few times, but didn't speak.

There are no miracles, do more good deeds, and God will naturally fulfill them.

came out of the corridor and saw Ji Canghai when he looked up.

When our eyes met, I instinctively turned my head away.

It's all over, there's no need to keep fighting him.

"Hey."

I turned to leave, but he suddenly stopped me from behind, and then ran at a fast pace.

I just looked him up and down, and didn't respond.

"What."

Ji Canghai rubbed his nose, rubbed the blood on his hands again, clasped his fists with both hands, and bowed a standard military general.

"Thank you today."

I couldn't help but snort, "You can't thank me, I didn't plan to help you at all."

As I spoke, I pointed my finger at Chen Jiayan, "If it weren't for hurting her, I wouldn't be too lazy to care about your!"

I was not polite when I said this, but he still greeted him with a smile and said it very sincerely.

"Anyway, you saved me once, and I have to repay this favor!"

"And then there'......"

Ji Canghai clenched his fists again: "Help me burn that corpse."

This person is really very sick, so that the family is beaten and covered with injuries, and he still thinks about the corpse?

"Stop."

I didn't give him a chance to continue talking, turned around and was about to leave, throwing out a word by the way.

"The whereabouts of that body are unknown, I don't dare burn it."

"But the one named Wang Haiqiao has already agreed!"

He didn't give up behind his back, and even chased after him.

The famine of 500,000 was weighing on my head like a mountain, and I really didn't have the energy to entangle with him, so I had to stop.

"If you're still pestering me, I'll have to call the police."

Ji Canghai looked at me a little bewildered, and his hands couldn't help fiddling with his clothes pockets.

I squinted, and a piece of rope was hanging out of my pocket.

"What do you mean? It's not soft, are you going to follow me hard?"

Ji Canghai was stunned for a moment, and quickly took out his hand: "No, I didn't mean that."