borrow some money

In the next few days, He Lianquan was only busy with the two-point and one-line life from home to the company, and he didn't go to the hospital, but he sometimes asked Amo to bring something there.

This Friday, the things piled up in his hands are finally almost busy. He is leaning on a chair and closing his eyes to rest, thinking about what to cook for dinner. After get off work, he will go to the supermarket to buy it. If he passes by the hospital, he will go there last. Bar.

Amo's phone call came suddenly, and Helian rubbed his brows to pick it up, but he was surprised by the words on the other end: "Mr. He, the doctor said that Mr. Zhao has been discharged from the hospital."

It's only been a few days and you've been discharged from the hospital?

"Recovered so quickly?" He couldn't believe it, but he still said, "I see, you can go back."

After hanging up the phone, another question flashed into his mind, should he visit him after he is discharged from the hospital?

He Lianquan put down his legs and got up, turned off the computer, pressed the design draft on the table with something casually, pulled off his coat and went out, checked the time, there was still an hour before get off work, no matter, let's talk after leaving.

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Zhao Xiyun temporarily thought of leaving the hospital because he received a call from the secretary of the boss, who told him that the agreed time limit for selling the goods had been exceeded, and if he didn't want to be caught by the unspoken rules, he had to pay the fine after three days, or set another one. batch of goods.

He knew this rule from the first day he entered the industry. The so-called unspoken rule is that every time a batch of goods is ordered, there will be a specified deadline for selling the goods. Order again to delay time. If you use any wrong brains, such as not wanting to do it anymore, the boss will tell him that you can escape to the ends of the world anyway. If you find it, you will die if you find it.

At first he didn't understand, why?He also stubbornly tried to fight against it, but it didn't work out.

Gradually getting used to the days of being stuck in the mud, Zhao Xiyun comforted himself that as long as he had a dream in his heart, he could succeed anywhere, and if he didn't succeed, it would be a matter of time.

There is not much money in his hand now, if he continues to live like this, he will not be able to pay the hospitalization fee, so this morning he tried his best to convince the doctor, and finally settled the money and left.

Zhao Xiyun didn't have anything and came out empty, but as always, he thought that the instant noodles at home were almost full, so he wanted to go to the supermarket near the apartment to buy some.

The owner of the supermarket knew him quite well. When he saw Zhao Xiyun coming in, he hurriedly greeted him: "Long time no see, young man! Still want to buy instant noodles today? By the way, look, the instant noodles that just arrived this morning have a great reputation!"

"Hey, let me take a look." Zhao Xiyun smiled and went up to see what delicious instant noodles it was. It turned out to be imported, but after looking at the price, it was half the usual price. He said, "I still like it." The original taste."

"This is delicious, young man!" The boss came over to introduce him enthusiastically, "A few young people came here just now, and they imported it for this barrel. When they bought it, they bought two big boxes. I think you are no less than them. favorite!"

"Don't worry, boss...there will be opportunities in the future..."

"I didn't say it, young man. It is estimated that by tomorrow, this instant noodle will be sold out, and there is still a long queue for people to order, so why don't you get some while it's available?"

Why not greedy, the saliva is almost overflowing, Zhao Xiyun stared at this bucket of instant noodles for a long time, and finally took two buckets coyly: "Okay, let's buy and eat first."

"So you like to eat these things?" A tall figure suddenly appeared next to him. He Lianquan had been in the supermarket for a long time, and his basket was full of bought vegetables and some fruits.

Zhao Xiyun turned his head in astonishment, and was very pleasantly surprised when he saw the big myth: "What a coincidence!"

He Lianwen walked sideways, carrying a basket to pay the bill first, Zhao Xiyun followed, he took out his wallet and asked casually: "Are you healed?"

"Hey, yeah, it's almost there..." Zhao Xiyun grabbed his hair and covered his injured hand a little with his clothes.

"That's good." Helian took the recovered money and put it in his wallet, put the things in a shopping bag and walked out, but he didn't go far.

Zhao Xiyun then came out with two buckets of instant noodles. After walking two steps, he heard the sound of a horn, which seemed to be calling him. He heard the sound and looked over, and saw the window of the Maybach rolled down.

He ran over excitedly, and Helian Chuan handed out a bag of things from inside: "It's for you."

Dazed for a moment, Zhao Xiyun smiled embarrassedly: "What?" He took it and opened it, and inside were some quick-frozen food, such as dumplings and glutinous rice balls, and a few apples.

Helian said: "I couldn't think of anything to buy, so I just bought it for you to make breakfast. Anyway, it's much better than the junk food you usually eat."

In fact, Zhao Xiyun never cooks, he doesn't know how to cook, and even the most basic boiling water is only occasionally for him, but seeing the thoughtfulness of the big myth, he also has a feeling of being close, and he is very happy at the moment, thank you repeatedly, and say : "Actually, you don't have to be so nice to me..."

"It's the same for other people." He Lianjiu glanced at him, "I didn't do this because you are my neighbor, or your name is Zhao Xiyun. Besides, it happened because of me."

Hearing the latter sentence, Zhao Xiyun quickly denied it: "That's not the case, it's not your fault..."

"Okay, let's go back, I still have something to do."

After the words fell, the window of the car rolled up, and the car drove forward in an instant. Zhao Xiyun didn't even have time to say goodbye, and the car had long since disappeared under the night sky.

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It was the next day that Zhao Xiyun received another call from the boss's secretary. Zhao Xiyun was looking at the instructions on the package of quick-frozen dumplings. He wanted to try the boiled dumplings given by Dashen for the first time.

"Put the water in the pot first and boil it thoroughly..." He read while scooping up two large basins of water and pouring it into the pot. The big pot was full, and he closed the lid before answering the phone.

The secretary's voice was very thin, but Zhao Xiyun had never seen her before, and she imagined that she was probably a very thin girl, who should be very sweet. She told Zhao Xiyun that the boss said that the fine he paid was less, and it would be counted from the day he entered the industry. , you should give 60.00% and call before evening.

Zhao Xiyun was very distressed. When he wanted to ask why, the other party already said that this is a new rule of the boss, just to punish those who are not self-motivated.

After the transmission, the other party hung up the phone, but Zhao Xiyun stood there in a daze as if he had been hit by a bolt from the blue. He felt that life could not go on, let alone how much debt he owed, and now even his boss would pay for it from the employees. deprivation of property.

After standing for 5 minutes, the water in the pot had already boiled with a "stinging" sound, and the lid jumped up from time to time when it was pushed up by the steam, and the hot water inside flowed out all at once, extinguishing the fire on the pot.

Zhao Xiyun woke up, and hurriedly lifted the lid in anxiety. The lid was very hot. He took a breath and threw it away. His arm accidentally touched the handle again. With a bang, the pot fell to the ground, and all the hot water was spilled. When it came out, it happened to splash on the wounded hand that hadn't healed.

It was so painful that he couldn't make a sound. He stepped back a few steps and squatted on the ground. His sleeves were soaked and steaming. The wound seemed to have been sprinkled with salt. When he opened it, it was red and swollen. Take off your clothes.

It was raining outside the window, and the electricity in the apartment building was cut off. Zhao Xiyun endured the pain to close the window, and then cleaned up the kitchen briefly, but he ignored the valve.

With the accumulation of clouds, the sky is getting darker and darker. In the bright daytime, the interior needs to be illuminated by lights.

Zhao Xiyun was looking for something to illuminate in the living room and bedroom. He had never bought a flashlight, and finally found a box of matches in the drawer of the coffee table, but there were no candles.

He thought that when he was a child, if there was a power outage at home, he could put vegetable oil in a small dish, soak a needle and thread in the vegetable oil, and then light the end soaked in vegetable oil on fire, and it would burn for a long time.

There was vegetable oil used by the previous occupant in the kitchen, he took it and poured some, then took it to the bedroom to find a needle and thread, put it in and exposed one end, lit a match and put it on the coffee table.

Although the small fire heart was not very bright, it made him feel warm in his heart.

As time passed, Zhao Xiyun became more and more bored sitting on the sofa, and his stomach became hungry. He admitted that he had no talent in the kitchen, so he could only think of instant noodles.

Just trying a new taste, he was greedy thinking about it, and for a moment he forgot the pain caused by the wound. Zhao Xiyun stood up and went to the bedroom to take it out to soak. Unexpectedly, as soon as he left, the living room and the kitchen were instantly ablaze.

He stood at the door of the bedroom in astonishment, his head was almost blank, he didn't know why the fire broke out, this scene was like a sudden disaster, which made him feel scared.

Soon, the flames spread across the walls and ceiling, and some sundries in the kitchen made the flames more ferocious, like an angry dragon constantly circling.

Zhao Xiyun opened his mouth, but he didn't yell out the first time, and started to yell "help" the second time, but he had nowhere to go, except for the bedroom, almost the whole house was on fire, and it was getting hotter and hotter.

He felt his body was hot, as if he was about to be covered by fire. The black smoke choked into his throat and nose, causing him to cough repeatedly, and his tears kept flowing. The swelling has already made him feel unbearable.

"Big... Myth..." These were the words he yelled out with the last of his strength, Zhao Xiyun just wanted to see Helian Zuo.

However, no one appeared, at least not before he passed out, there was only the sound of things being burned and the never-ending raging flames, which were pulling him into hell.