After these people left, Zhang Geng covered his wrist and exhaled a long breath, crawled to my side, hugged my thighs and shouted:

"Master, thank you, Master! If it weren't for you, I'd be Doraemon! I can't even masturbate in the second half of my life, what's the fun in life?! Thank you, Master, for saving me the rest of my life ......"

My skull throbbed and throbbed, how awkward he sounded like this!

Bai Luoxin was filled with righteous indignation: "Master Zhao Rui saved you, why are you thinking about these dirty things......

Zhang Geng stopped crying or howling, showed a expression, and said: "I mean you can't play games anymore, just that LOL, League of Legends, where do you think?" ”

Bai Luoxin's face suddenly turned red, and the whole person was like a boiled shrimp, turned his back and stopped talking.

It's rare to see this little girl deflated, but I think it's funny.

It's really a thing down to a thing.

The reason why I helped Zhang Geng was also because I thought of myself when I was a child.

At that time, I was isolated and bullied every day, and if it weren't for the help of Arinomiya Yiyu, I would have died in that horrible, dark, and suffocating environment.

In the final analysis, what I want to help is not Zhang Geng, but myself, who was isolated and fell into the abyss eight years ago.

I lowered my eyes and sat down slowly on the couch.

When Bai Luoxin looked at me, his eyes were stained with a bit of reverence.

Now, the three of us are penniless, staring at each other.

Bai Luoxin cautiously said that she had Dong Zhonghua's contact information.

I got off the donkey and agreed to help me see it.

After all, I'm really out of money now.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but kick Zhang Geng's feet.

What a!

Zhang Geng smiled flatteringly, and twitched his cheek several times: "Master, do your feet hurt?" Next time you want to hit me, just say it, don't do it! ”

“……”

Dong Zhonghua received us in a conference room.

At this meeting, Dong Zhonghua did not have the vigor of the last time, and the conference room was full of smoke, like a big smoke house in the old society, which was suffocating.

Bai Luoxin kept coughing.

The beautiful secretary with an awl face who is proud of her figure opens the window and smiles softly.

Zhang Geng's two eyes were about to stick to others, and he stood with the beautiful secretary with a hippie smile and said some nonsense.

Rao is like this, the beautiful secretary still maintains a gentle smile, deals with Zhang Geng seriously, and fascinates Zhang Geng, and her eyes are straight.

is worthy of being the boss's secretary, with exquisite eight sides and high emotional intelligence.

Bai Luoxin stared at the beautiful secretary, and also swallowed saliva, a pair of almond eyes rolled around, not knowing what to think.

As soon as Dong Zhonghua saw me coming, he first shrank back, and then quickly hid the fear in his eyes and showed a smile.

"Master, you're here!"

Enthusiastic but not flattering, but it makes people feel comfortable.

He is worthy of being a businessman.

I sat quietly on the couch and poured myself a cup of tea.

He didn't ask me why I suddenly agreed, and I didn't mention it.

The gray smoke on Dong Zhonghua's forehead became darker, and it was even about to turn into death.

He got straight to the point: "Master, I won't tell you, I really can't help it." It's only been a day, and then something happens again. Yesterday, a worker who stayed at the construction site fell off a cliff, and if his roommate hadn't seen him come back in the morning and organized workers to look for him, maybe he would have died. ”

"Where is the cliff?"

Dong Zhonghua took a hard puff of cigarette, and his chubby palm trembled slightly: "It's strange here!" The cliff he fell down was twenty miles from the construction site, and there were winding roads around him, and it was so dark that I don't know how he walked there......"

"What about others?"

"In the hospital, I'm already awake, I'm going to resign and go home for everything, and I'm clamoring for compensation."

"Take me to him."

“……”

I met the hapless worker at the hospital, a yellow-haired young man in his early twenties.

His skin is dark, his cheeks are sunken, his skin is cracked in several places, he is a few points thinner than Zhang Geng, and the hospital gown is empty, looking like a skeleton.

He was like a frightened bird, cowering on the bed in a daze, his eyes staring straight at the ceiling, the slightest sound making him breathless.

There was a gray mist on his head, bad luck was on his head, but there was no death.

I took out a soul charm from my bosom and shook my hand to give it away.

The Soul Calming Talisman burned above his head, dispelling the gray mist.

He obviously felt a lightness in his head, hurriedly got out of bed, and bowed down to me: "Great Immortal! The Great Immortal has appeared! ”

I helped him up: "I'm not a great immortal, it's just a gesture." Tell me what happened to you last night. ”

When he mentioned last night, he looked frightened, and his whole body trembled like autumn leaves.

He said that he was the fifth oldest, and everyone called him Little Five.

Since the accident at the construction site, the rumors have become more and more ferocious.

Many people were scared, resigned and ran away.

Xiao Wu thinks that ghosts and evil are not terrible, but no money is terrible.

He grew up in a ravine, which used to be a good place for green mountains and green waters.

The villagers rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and although they live in poverty, they are also happy.

until the plant is covered around.

These factories are like terrible locusts, emitting black smoke every day, making the green mountains bare and the crops in the fields dead.

The father became silent, and the mother spent her days in tears.

Black smoke enveloped him throughout his childhood.

His clothes were always covered in dust, his nostrils were dry, and he could cough up powder at the slightest cough.

Most of the people in the village have lung disease, pneumoconiosis.

During the day, it was fine, but at night, coughs came and went, like a symphony that no one appreciated.

Since then, he has thought that as long as he can get out of here, as long as he can make a lot of money, he can take his parents out and live a good life, and he will never have to live in that environment again.

He dropped out of school at the age of fifteen and came to work in the city.

The city was like a cold monster, devouring his hopes and yearnings.

Cold words are whips, insulting fists are kitchen knives, whips and kitchen knives go into battle together, leaving him bruised all over his body.

He has no education and is young, so he can't even find a job as a waiter or tally clerk, so he can only go to the construction site to move bricks.

Newcomers, outsiders, and the bullying they have naturally don't need to talk about.

Even if he has wounds on his hands, even if he can't eat, he has to remit the money he has saved to his parents one by one.

He didn't even dare to get sick.

Sickness costs money.

And he, without money.

He thought that there was probably only one disease in this world, and that was the disease of poverty.

He was poor.

Therefore, when he saw the strange things happening on the construction site, he chose to close his eyes; When he heard the rumors, he chose to plug his ears.

Until, he witnessed two things that made him feel furious and even wanted to leave.