Lucky Records

In the next few days, Shi Qing really did what he said that time, he was so busy that he didn't show up in front of Song Lan.

Song Lan's illness didn't fully recover until four days later.The cloth stall owner and his wife finally came back from Zhejiang during the weekend, and Song Lan asked them to resign.

The boss and the proprietress didn't agree at first, because they were used to Song Lan, and they also felt that the kid was smart and could endure hardships, and the most important thing was that the salary was cheap and he could talk, so they tried their best to stay there.

In the end, Song Lan insisted on leaving, but the proprietress couldn't hold back his decision, so she could only approve it, but she also made a small request, that is, to let Song Lan take it easy and help him for a few more days.Because the period before the New Year is the busiest time in the fabric market, and it is also the hardest time to find people in the job market, so she asked Song Lan to do it before the Lunar New Year.

After calculating that the date would be less than a few days away, Song Lan readily agreed.

Before closing the shop in the afternoon, the proprietress came to gossip again, "Xiao Song, have you found a good job outside?"

Song Lan was busy rolling up the cloth, and when the proprietress asked her, she replied, "No, I haven't looked for it yet."

The proprietress was a little unbelievable, and continued to ask: "You quit here without looking for it? Xiao Song, do you have any objections to me and Lao Lin?"

In fact, there is no objection, the boss and the proprietress are good to him, although the money is small, but they have full trust in him, which made him learn a lot during the two years of helping them run the stall.Because the final commission is linked to the income, this stall is also like his own, and he is also operating it with heart.It's just that this is not his ambition in the end, not to mention the huge sum of money that his big brother urgently needs...

Song Lan felt dizzy at the thought of the money, closed her eyes and shook her head at the proprietress, "No, Aunt Lin, you and Uncle Lin have treated me well, and I am very grateful to you, but I have my own plans and want to do something else thing."

He said it very frankly, it didn't look like it would be made up in a while. After hearing this, the proprietress thought about it for a while, and then asked tentatively, "Xiao Song, do you want to think about it during the Chinese New Year holiday? If it's salary For the problem, we will give you another five hundred, okay?"

Although 500 yuan is not much, it is already the highest price they can give to the boss and his wife who usually save money.But Song Lan was not for the money, he shook his head and declined the kindness of the proprietress.

The proprietress was still unyielding, and she was still muttering about things for Song Lan to consider before leaving. Song Lan was no match for this kind of person. He was afraid that his ears would be soft, so he took the bag and left first.

It was only 04:30 in the afternoon, and Song Lan was not in a hurry to go home. For the first time, he took a taxi on the side of the street and went to an address given by his brother Dafei.

In fact, in the past few days, in addition to watching the stalls to recuperate, Song Lan also called the person who was blamed by Brother Dafei back then, but after dozens of calls, the other party's mobile phone number was all empty.

He didn't think it was too complicated, this kind of thing is completely reasonable, after all five years have passed, it is not impossible to change the number or something.

The taxi stopped in front of a building, Song Lan paid and got out of the car.This is a district-level government unit. Brother Dafei also worked here before, but Brother Dafei was only a small clerk at the time. He was promoted to three ranks before he was imprisoned, and then he was promoted to a leadership position. Before he could sit still, he was taken away by the public prosecutor.

He looked in the direction of the building. It may have been affected by the incident in Shanghai where someone entered the public security system building with a knife to commit murder. Now the place is surrounded by iron railings and there are armed police standing guard at the door. The security factor is higher than before. Not a little.

Half an hour later, Song Lan came out from the guard's room. His face was not very good, and his eyes were empty.

There were several taxis parked at the door, and one of them thought he was going to get in, and followed him for a few meters, and then saw him turn around and go straight to the bus station, so he didn't continue to follow.

Song Lan was in a bad mood because he heard what the guard said. The man said that the person he was looking for had passed away two years ago...

The bus back drove for more than 40 minutes, and Song Lan was restless all the way, with an indescribable sense of embarrassment.If it is true that that person left three years after that incident, then his Dafei brother has been played by God for a while. Ten years in prison is only worth three years of freedom for others, and it is possible After that, I couldn't get the property that everyone agreed to at that time, it was really a beep.

Because she was in a bad mood and didn't even have a good appetite, Song Lan only bought fried rice at the entrance of the alley when she returned home.

The fried rice was hard and greasy. In the past, when he had nothing to worry about, he would swallow it in three or two bites. Now that he was worried, when he thought about Brother Dafei and the dead man, he suddenly became angry and took a few mouthfuls. Throw the lunch box into the trash can.

He was angry with his father for wasting five years in vain, making him an orphan for five years. In the end, his father didn't even see A Niang when he died, and he lost a lot of money.

It's dark early in winter, it's only after 06:30, and it's already dark outside.All the stoves in Lingju's house were turned off, waiting for the family to gather around the table to eat.

The sound insulation of the private room was poor, and the laughter and chatter at other people's dinner tables would float to his ears from time to time.He lay motionless on the sofa, sitting quietly like that without turning on a light.

He didn't know how long he sat there before he took out the business card from his coat pocket.

He stared at the business card a few more times, and finally called the other party.

Yu Junyan asked Song Lan to go to the place where Shi Qing worked.

After eight o'clock in the evening, there was a long queue at the door of the store as usual.When Song Lan arrived, the security guard at the door knew him and said to him, "Brother Shitou is not here today, he and a few others have gone out for business."

Song Lan shook her hand at him, "I'm not here to look for him, I'm looking for someone else."

The security guard didn't think much, and told him directly: "Brother Zhou hasn't come yet."

Song Lan just wanted to tell him that he was not looking for Zhou Zhan, but the security guard came over to explain by himself, "Let me tell you, our new boss is very strict, you'd better not enter through this door."

Then he whispered in Song Lan's ear: "There is a fire exit at the back of the small road, you can go to the back kitchen, you go there."

Song Lan didn't have the nerve to tell him that I actually made an appointment with someone else not as a trustee, that person might be your VIP guest here.Seeing that the little security guard was quite enthusiastic about showing him the way, he returned a friendly smile and went downstairs.

It took Song Lan another [-] minutes until she turned to the back of the building and climbed up to the fifth floor.This time, no one stopped him at Xiaomen, and the only thing he saw was Wu Di, the little brother Shi Qing called over to take care of him for a few hours.

Wu Di was standing by the wall idling. When he saw him, he was taken aback for a moment, and then trotted over. "Brother Lan, Brother Shitou is not here."

His tone of voice was still sticky, and his appearance didn't match the gangsters in the bar at all.

Song Lan felt that he was kind, so she explained to him more: "I'm not here to find him, I'm looking for someone else to do something."

When Wu Di heard this, he lowered his head and didn't ask any more questions, and stretched out his hand to push open the small door for him.

It was rare for Song Lan to talk too much, and asked him: "Aren't you going to patrol the field inside?"

Wu Di shook his head, "Brother Lan, I'm just a handyman, and it's not my turn to make rounds."

The two of them were close together, and the light at the small door was not dim. For the first time, Song Lan saw his face carefully, with delicate eyes, nose, and fair skin. He was really a handsome boy.

Wu Di's height is actually about the same as Song Lan's, but he keeps his head down all day long, and he doesn't know whether it's because of inferiority or shyness, so he looks a bit shorter than Song Lan. He took Song Lan all the way inside before saying goodbye to Song Lan politely .

Song Lan didn't know what was wrong, she always felt that he didn't fit in with everything here, he didn't have the appearance of a ruffian, and he didn't have the temperament of a street gangster.And because I didn't want to ask him more about family affairs, thinking that everyone in this world has their own destiny, so I just watched him turn and leave in a daze.

The phone vibrated a few times. It was Yu Junyan who sent him a message. Song Lan saw that he asked him to go to the private room on the third floor.

After a week, the private room has completely changed. When Song Lan entered the door, he thought he had gone to the wrong place, and was about to leave. Suddenly, he remembered that Shi Qing had said that the new boss had asked people to change the private room into an office. He took a few steps inside and closed the door.

Several lights were turned on in the private room this time. It seemed that in addition to the desk, there was also a tea table for making tea. The whole set of European-style sofas was moved from the original place, and now it is facing the floor-to-ceiling glass.

When Yu Junyan came in, Song Lan was still standing on the floor-to-ceiling glass, looking at the scene below.

He smiled, as if hinting at Song Lan's own arrival.

Song Lan turned her head to look at him, this man was the same as the one she saw before, still like a handsome man who came out of a cartoon, with an exquisite and eye-catching appearance.He blushed a little when he thought of the dream he had.

Yu Junyan may have been used to others being amazed by his appearance, so he didn't show any extra expressions. He walked up to Song Lan and asked him directly: "Have you decided to do it with me?"

Song Lan froze for a moment, then nodded.

Yu Junyan went to the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of wine, poured two glasses gracefully, then walked back to Song Lan and handed them to him.

"Aren't you asking about the salary?"

Song Lan took the wine glass he handed over, held it in his hand without moving, then stared at Yu Junyan for a moment, and then said after a while: "How do you pay for that?"

Yu Junyan took a sip of the wine from the glass, and waited until the drink was all down his throat before turning around and replying: "It depends on your own ability. You are very capable, and it is not a problem to be more than 20 to [-] a month."

Song Lan was startled, she didn't expect to earn so much in the bar nightclub now.

"What about the few?"

Calm down and think about it, these are all tricks of the recruitment unit, say a number you can look forward to, but the number of people who can actually get it is pitifully small, otherwise Shi Qing would not keep saying that he has no money.He is not greedy for the best, but only for an average.

Yu Junyan squinted at Song Lan, and then the corner of his mouth curled up, "With your appearance, you should be able to get a lot of words if you can coax people." "It should be no problem to say at least [-] to [-] a month."

The temptation was really strong, Song Lan couldn't believe it, stared at Yu Junyan for a long time, and then asked him, "Which venue are you from?"

Yu Junyan walked up to him, asked him to look more carefully, and then said to him word by word, "Yu, Ma, yes."