Zhang Bei

15.

By the time Zhou Nan came back, two weeks had passed.When Zhou Nan left that day, he was already upset, and even though he had fooled the old man, his mother said that she hadn't seen her son for more than a month, and she wouldn't let him go.Coincidentally, there was a small accident in the business I was doing in partnership with a friend, and I flew to City A on the way to toss for a week.After the business was settled and his mother calmed down, he thought of Zhang Bei.

When thinking of Zhang Bei, Zhou Nan felt conflicted.The anger that day had dissipated long ago, but it had been half a month anyway, and Zhang Bei didn't even send him a message, so Zhou Nan was quite angry.He knew early on that Zhang Bei, a kid, would not come to trouble, and he belonged to the kind of person who does good deeds but does not get good ones.But thinking about it the other way around, looking at this kid's sincerity and not rectifying those hypocrisy, he only spent a year with him, which can be regarded as breaking Zhou Nan's record, even if it continues to refresh like this, Zhou Nan also thinks it's good.Thinking about it this way, Zhou Nan misses Zhang Bei again, so he can't wait.It happened to be downstairs, and Zhou Nan ran up in a few strides.

"Zhang Bei? I'm back." He shouted at the door, took out the key and opened the door, but he couldn't open it, and he didn't know if it was locked or what.

"Zhang Bei?" Zhou Nan knocked on the door, the old door panel was shaken up with dust, and Zhou Nan coughed a few times, "I know you are at home, you are off duty today. Hurry up Open the door, it's hard to come here." Zhou Nan said patiently.

There was still silence in the room.

Out with friends?cannot.Ever since I met Zhang Bei, I have never seen him have any friends. He usually cooks except for grocery shopping, or stays at home. Zhou Nan has not even seen him contact his family.I was curious about it at the beginning, but I always forgot it when I started doing it. It is not a big deal at all, so I never asked about it.Not to mention, after the homosexuality incident broke out, the few colleagues I knew in the factory avoided him like the plague.

Zhou Nan walked around the door, dismissing one possibility after another, suddenly feeling a little uneasy.He took out his mobile phone and called Zhang Bei.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later."

Zhou Nan was even more at a loss, and patiently shouted at the door, "Zhang Bei? Open the door. Is something wrong with you?" The more he thought about it, the more panicked Zhou Nan became. The dust swayed in the light leaking from the crack of the door, and the voice trembling when he yelled, "Zhang Bei? Tell me what happened, why did you lock yourself in? You just hold yourself in—"

Before he could finish speaking, the phone rang, and Zhou Nan called out, "Zhang Bei, you fucking—"

"Brother Nan, Brother Nan, it's me." Before Zhou Nan could finish shouting, another voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Say something quickly, fart quickly, I'm busy." Zhou Nan said angrily.

"Brother Nan, it's like this. There was another problem with the business two days ago." The voice on the phone was submissive.

"What the hell is wrong again? Didn't you just promise to give that manager a commission?" Zhou Nan became even angrier when he heard that, took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, and lit one for himself with the phone tucked around his neck.I took a big puff, and the tobacco went down the trachea for a while, and I exhaled again, the smoke was lingering, and I felt a little more comfortable.

The voice on the other end of the phone also continued, "You agreed, but the manager turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. I made some inquiries, and it seems that another company lowered the price. That's not comparable to those commissions." , Don't even dare to breathe.

"Trash!" Zhou Nan stomped his feet angrily at the door, "A bunch of trash!" After speaking, he hung up the phone.He took another puff of the cigarette, but this time he felt that his chest was still stuffy, so he threw the cigarette away in a fit of anger, and kicked it hard with his feet.Finally, he raised his head and glanced at the dead and silent door, hesitated to speak, and finally went downstairs.Xin Dao said that it was a business of nearly 1000 million yuan, so there was no delay.

The empty sound of leather shoes stepping on the steps gradually weakened until it disappeared.The dust is still flying wantonly in the mottled light and shadow leaking from the gaps in the doors and windows.