prince and prince

Seeing that no one entered the circle, Lao Mo sighed heavily, and cut into the topic: "You are talking about it, this age is younger than us, a big man, if he falls into the river, he will drown, it is hard to figure out, but you are saying say?"

I heard that some things can catch people's ears if they are said a few times, and sure enough, Geely took over: "It's hard to say, who said that a big man who is younger than us will not fall into the river and drown, you just talk about it, I remember When I came back after the Spring Festival, it was so cold, and the northwest wind blew all the heat away. Although we are from the south, we played in the river like loaches when we were young, but we couldn’t be cold when we fell into the water. Remember me When I was young, I can’t remember the exact year. On the way home, a couple of us punted a stone boat and accidentally broke the boat and flooded it. We had to abandon the boat and put the things we could grab on the river bank. The shore is endless. The fields are far away from the village. Because it was poor at that time, many daily necessities are like rags to the people now, but at that time, they were all important daily necessities, and the husband wanted to move everything ashore before the ship sank. After a few tosses and turns, he was already too cold, and he had no strength to get back to the shore for the last time, not even the strength to crawl into bed. It was a cold day, and on the open fields, the northwest wind blew without a trace. The wife only cared about her own coldness, covered her head and hid in the bed. The next morning, when she woke up to find someone, she found that her husband had frozen to death on the bank of the river. Unfortunately, he was bitten by animals. Well, that's a horrible thing to bear."

Yugen agrees: "I have vaguely heard of this, but it will be too young. Yes, don't think that it is too early for the beginning of spring, but it is still far away from the real heat."

Old Mo reluctantly handed the wine bottle to Xinglin: "So, that guy was really blown into the river by the northwest wind to cover him to death. It's not the first time for him to walk on an iron-framed bridge. People who know how to walk on iron-framed bridges on both sides of the river There are many."

Ji Li stretched out his hand and waited for the wine bottle: "Old Mo, you don't suspect that guy was murdered, right? You can rest assured that there is no evidence to prove that he was murdered. Besides, he is a commoner from other places and has no money. No power, no power, a poor migrant worker, kill him to eat meat?"

Lao Mo was vague: "No, no, that's why I thought, how that guy would drown, it's very confusing. I remember that when the accident happened, people in our finished product warehouse thought it was impossible to drown, if it wasn't for my own eyes No one will believe what they see."

Lao Mo said to himself: "It's really hard to understand, but what you said auspiciously is right, who will murder him, what's the use of killing him." Lowering his head, using his brain cells, he raised his head, "That day, he came to you ?"

"Yo police investigation?"

Lao Mo is most afraid that if someone asks him like this, he will be so guilty that he will not know how to answer. Even if he is very good at talking, he, he, "Hahaha, if I were a policeman, what kind of coolie would I be? Tell me, I will take you one by one." Promoted, how?"

Xinglin said again and again: "Okay, if you say it earlier, you will be promoted earlier, and I will wait for this day."

Yougen looked around: "Old Mo, fortunately that dead ghost didn't come to us before he died, or else..."

Lao Mo looked around and said, "Why, is it haunted?" What he said was true.

The others laughed: "Don't listen to him, he's talking nonsense."

Yougen said sternly: "Really, everyone is afraid to go into the smashing room on the opposite river, saying, it's dark and unpredictable, and it's strange to infiltrate people."

Lao Mo's heart relaxed, as if he had completed a major event: "Don't talk nonsense, what the hell is going on in broad daylight, what you say is as true as it is."

Yugen: "Really, I heard that the daytime is better, but in the middle of the night, once, someone went in and saw a white shadow floating away from the window."

Xing Lin said to Lao Mo: "Don't believe it."

Yougen was a little angry: "Don't believe it, I didn't see this, and I heard it from others. Whether there are ghosts in this world, believers believe it, unbelievers don't believe it, no one hinders anyone, right, Xinglin, what do you do? You can talk like that."

Seeing that the two old men might quarrel for some unknown reason, Lao Mo waved his hands again and again, "Okay, well said, don't blush. Yougen, Xinglin, you are all right, I know what Lao Mo is, come on, There is still one person, drink it, and I have to go back, otherwise, they will come to arrest people and talk, otherwise they will sue, and I will be unable to eat."

After inquiring about what he wanted to know, Lao Mo felt that he was seeking victory in a dangerous situation. Fortunately, he achieved his goal, which is the most important thing: "I will go back first, and I will come to see you next time. I asked if you should prepare some snacks , just drinking, the taste is almost always bad, huh?"

Ji Li waved his hand: "Okay, I'll buy some fried beans on the way home. I'll keep it ready. I'll wait for you to bring wine. How about it?"

Lao Mo stood up and blew violently on the fan: "Okay, in a word, it's settled, wait for me."

Walking out of the packing room, Lao Mo ran into the little leader of the packing team in the corridor, and the little boss walked up to Lao Mo: "Lao Mo, you're drinking again, I remember you can't drink during working hours."

Old Mo was a little fuzzy, with red bloodshot eyes: "Xiao Zhao, don't talk nonsense, the leaders will deduct my salary if they hear about it, do you think it's easy for me to work hard to earn labor money, don't be joking I'm gone, I'm leaving, uh." A wine hiccup.

Xiao Zhao watched Lao Mo disappear at the door, and said helplessly, "This old Mo, I can't, I have to go and see the old men. If I'm not careful, they will... these old men."

With the first time, Lao Mo's confidence has greatly increased. If he hadn't worried that the high frequency would bring him irreparable consequences, he would be very happy to go to various workshops during working hours. There are so many workshops and so many people who know each other. The people who take turns run, enough for him to run.Lao Mo sometimes thinks that it would be a beautiful thing if he could run like this every day without having to work.

Lao Mo was cautious and courageous, and ran to one place every few days. Even though he was so careful, something still reached his ears: Lao Mo, you are very comfortable, have you been promoted? . .Lao Mo panicked, it seemed that he was running too hard, if this continues, his old life will die, and cold sweat pours down his back on a hot day: take it easy, take it easy, it's scary. . .

Yan Siwei successively got the recording pen he gave to Lao Mo one after another, and listened to it repeatedly with Shen Yuezhun. Except for the doubt that he and Lao Mo discovered together, the other clues were not very obvious. Of course, they also I got the general itinerary of the deceased that day: the deceased ran to the other side of the river, did not go anywhere else, seemed to go directly into the crushing room, and then stepped on the iron bridge back.

If this is the case, Yan Siwei and Shen Yuezhun felt that they should ask old Mo to go to the crushing room a few times to dig out more useful information from them.

However, Yan Siwei's plan had not yet been implemented, and things changed suddenly.

In a certain workshop, Lao Mo chatted with a passer-by who was repairing an injection molding machine.

Zheng Songtao wiped his sweat with the back of his hand, but he didn't dare to wipe it too hard. The sweat and mud might make his face sticky.Grit your teeth, you damn old Mo, see I catch you, what do you say, expel and expel, this is my fault.

Standing behind Lao Mo, Zheng Songtao opened his voice to meet the rumbling machine and shouted, "Old Mo?"

Old Mo was startled, and turned around slowly, thinking in his heart: This matter, hey, let's talk about it later: "Director Zheng, are you here?" It seems that Zheng Songtao came to his house as a guest.

Zheng Songtao's face turned ugly again in an instant: "You can't run far when you go to work." He shouted: "If you don't go back, do you want to deduct your salary?" This thick skin can't be pierced.

Old Mo suppressed the smile on his face, and said to the grimacing mechanic, "I'll go first, I'll talk to you next time."

Zheng Songtao stared at Lao Mo, motionless, watching Lao Mo turn around, watching Lao Mo walking towards the workshop door, watching Lao Mo trotting forward: "Do you still know that this is working time, relying on your own qualifications, You have to know that the boss is not your relative, if he is, there is still something to say..." Lao Mo caught up and chattered in Lao Mo's ear all the way.

In Lao Mo's heart, he was annoyed, but he knew in his heart that he couldn't talk back, otherwise, this matter would be even more difficult to deal with. Zheng Songtao is the leader anyway, and if he doesn't give anyone face, the leader's face has to be given, even though he has to avoid it. The death of the gold medal, it seems, can only be said after meeting Yan Siwei in the finished product warehouse. Now, he pretends and doesn't talk.

Yan Siwei was scolded by Zheng Songtao, saying how he managed his subordinates. He didn't know if a big living person hadn't been seen for such a long time. He said whether the team leader's seat was enough or whether it was the finished product warehouse. never mind?If someone hadn't told him that he had been kept in the dark for so long, if there was a chief executive and a vice president, would he be able to bear it?Aren't you looking for trouble for me? If this really happens, I will be the first to dismiss you. . .

Yan Siwei wanted to interrupt Zheng Songtao's words several times, but Zheng Songtao's bad breath was too strong. He could keep talking for such a long paragraph without taking a breath.

Zheng Songtao was panting, his face was flushed, and he realized that he had lost his composure when he was almost cursing. His ideal all along was to be a generous leader. Now, there is no such thing as a grandiose fan. It is not much better than a shrew cursing the street. Just look at Wang Chan and Xiaolan's stunned expressions can be seen: "Okay, Xiao Yan, I don't want to say anything else. Tomorrow, both of you will write a self-criticism and submit it to me."

Yan Siwei hurriedly agreed, I will write it and give it to you tomorrow, and then changed the subject: "Director Zheng, General Manager Shen has something to do with you, and I want you to go to his office immediately."

Zheng Songtao was stunned, thinking: Yan Siwei and Shen Yuezhun have a good relationship, he knows the general idea, anyway, he heard that someone saw them together outside, one is the high-ranking general manager, the other is just a warehouse manager Team leader, you don't need to have a discerning eye to see how much difference there is between them. From this, you can know how good the relationship between the two is. "Really, when did it happen?" He took out his mobile phone to check, there were no missed calls.However, considering how good his relationship with Shen Yuezhun is, he would not dare to joke about this kind of thing.

Yan Siwei: "Just now, when he came to look for you."

Zheng Songtao was not in the office, he knew that if Shen Yuezhun came to look for him at this time, it would be impossible to find him.In the end, Zheng Songtao sullenly stared at Lao Mo who was standing at the door of the office: "Aren't you going to work?"

Seeing Zheng Songtao leaving, Lao Mo complained to Yan Siwei, "Xiao Yan, what should I do? You won't deduct my salary?"

Yan Siwei said to Lao Mo: "It's okay, don't worry, go back to work, I will tell you for sure in front of Xiaolan and the others, if your salary is half a cent less, I will pay you ten for one, and this time Do you believe it?"

Wang Chan clapped her hands: "Old Mo, where can you find such a good thing, hurry up and agree to it."

Xiaolan also said: "Just say yes, no problem." She looked forward to it.

Lao Mo said in his heart: What do you know, just join in the fun, I am taking care of my old life, if I end up with money and no life, what can I say? use.But he still said: "Xiao Yan, since you have said so, there is no reason for me not to believe it."