President, she is only handsome for three seconds

The alley was very deep, with nine turns and eighteen turns. An Xiaolei lived in the deepest place, where she couldn't see the sun.

This place is gloomy and cold. When An Xiaolei first moved in, she joked that this place was like a sewer where rats lived.

When she said these words, grandma was wiping away her tears, saying what she said was really hard for An Xiaolei. She grew up from a young age, but ended up with nothing, and she was reduced to such a place.In the end, it was An Xiaolei who comforted her while moving the heavy boxes into the dusty house, "What's the big deal, this place is okay, at least it's free. Don't cry! Old woman, if you cry again, I won't want you." It's..."

Only at the end of the road can we know who is the real one. Grandma has lived for more than 90 years, watching the family grow up little by little, and then decline overnight. The proudest eldest son was accused of embezzling public funds and committed suicide in fear of crime.

Before the elder son's ashes cooled down, the two daughters couldn't wait to put the money into their own scope. Even her old woman's and An Xiaolei's part were not spared. The real estate was sold, and there was no place to sue—the other party did it perfectly.

When the old women really had nothing to use, they gave up their biological mothers.The two adult women quarreled every day in that mansion, waking An Xiaolei out of her sleep, and let her fall asleep with the sound of quarreling on her pillow.

"Brother is dead, even if it's first come first, it should be the second sister who took the old woman back to take care of her, and she gave you all her pension. It's really eye-catching!"

"It's funny! That little pension is really the same! Sister, why don't you look at what the old woman gave you when you got married? A set of gold jewelry! Do I have it? The old woman has favored you since childhood, explaining I like you, why don’t you go to your house, watch it every day, maybe you can eat another 90 years of rice!?”

They never avoided grandma, they quarreled in front of her.

Grandma is like a timid old bamboo mouse, sitting cautiously on the sofa, looking at the TV screen that can't be seen clearly, not knowing where she will spend her old age.

It was An Xiaolei who stood up when the quarrel got serious, and led the old man back without saying a word.

She dropped out of school to play e-sports in the early years, and she was once brilliant and famous, with an annual salary of one million.Although they spent a lot of money, they bought some valuable things anyway. The aunts couldn't see the value of these things, and they didn't even bother to search for them, so they let An Xiaolei take them away.

An Xiaolei relied on part-time jobs, road racing, and the sale of those valuable things, and barely managed to stabilize the lives of the two of them. They had food and a place to live, and they could afford medical care and medicine... During the two years since she came out, she always told her grandma, don't be afraid of getting sick, she can afford it, she still has money, she's fine, it's enough to last her forever, so she must speak out if she feels uncomfortable.

But behind the calm and calm weather, her former property was sold and only one Harley was left.

The last thing of value.

Usually when I was at home, everything should be quiet at this time, but now I am in a slum without lights, but I can still hear the sound of couples arguing loudly upstairs, the sound of beating and scolding children, and the sound of disliking the old man for buying the wrong things , mixed together, more lively than singing.

An Xiaolei sat downstairs for a while, looking at the vast starry sky. Among those voices, the most vicious one was actually the one who scolded the old man, because the old man bought the wrong soy sauce when he went out, and bought light soy sauce instead of soy sauce.

"You old man, you can buy a bottle of soy sauce by mistake, I really don't know what's the use of keeping it! Get out, get out, our family can't afford your big Buddha, you eat and don't work every day, buy soy sauce You bought it wrong, what else do you think you can do? My son is only seven years old this year, and he knows how to read and write, so it’s not wrong. I’ve lived for nothing for so many years!"

The woman's voice was sharp and piercing, almost piercing directly into An Xiaolei's ears, making her think of her aunts involuntarily.

When grandma was still at home, the aunts said the same thing about grandma, and they could be caught talking about anything.

She didn't have a cigarette on hand, otherwise she would have to take a deep puff now.

Maybe it was because the woman said it too harshly, but the head of the family finally came to persuade him: "Okay, okay, it's just a matter of ten yuan! Let's make a deal and let's go out tomorrow. Ok?"

"What about a dozen dollars?!" The woman's voice became louder and louder, and with this voice, more and more lights around her lit up. "How much more than ten yuan can you get!? After paying the rent, how much money will you have left with that little salary? It took eight lifetimes of bad luck for me to be with a worthless man like you, and I've been confessing to this for the rest of my life." Already!"

The more she talked, the angrier she became, and she started to smash things in the house. The loud bangs and bangs successfully annoyed the rest of the people who hadn't complained. She opened the window better and yelled at her to express her dissatisfaction. No matter how bad her temper was, The slightly irritable brother even slammed the door and went upstairs to argue with her.

It was a strong man who lived in the opposite building, with tattoos all over his arms and a fierce face. When he passed by An Xiaolei, he glanced enviously at the new-style motorcycle she was sitting on, and An Xiaolei He calmly made a gesture of invitation, signaling him not to look around and go straight up.

Although there are doors downstairs in every building, everyone understands that this thing is against gentlemen but not against villains. Whether you should throw things away at home, throw them away at home, or throw them away when you take them out. The chaos is rampant, and it belongs to history. The remaining problems are simply out of control.

Maybe it's because the back is bent by life, everyone in this place is extremely irritable, like powder kegs full of negative emotions, always looking for someone to vent themselves, no matter who it is, how many They are old, no matter what they look like, they all like to quarrel, trivial things can always attract a group of people to hold a meeting, you talk to each other, and eventually it will turn into a large-scale quarrel scene, no matter how bad it is, you can Fight on the spot.

It took less than 5 minutes for the flower-armed man to go up, and the voice of the woman upstairs became even shriller: "Which family are you from! Can you take care of our couple's affairs?"

"I'll fuck you, you stinky bitch, you curse at people in the middle of the night, and keep them from sleeping! I'll leave it to you, you don't know where you came from, you little whore who stands on the side of the street Son——Okay, you take the knife! Do you think I'm afraid of you? You weren't born when I hacked people to death before!"

The old man and the man in that family seemed to be trying to persuade them to make peace, but finally they fought. It seemed that the woman was still holding a knife, which scared her child to howl at the throat.

About 10 minutes later, the neighbors came out to try to make peace, and it seemed that someone had called the police, and the police also came. An Xiaolei didn't want to care about the next thing. She was addicted to cigarettes, so she pushed her motorcycle to a secluded place. Locked up in the place—good thing is that no one really knows the value of Harley motorcycles in this place. Everyone thinks that it’s the kind of ordinary motorcycle that only has a scary sound, and the appearance is not good. It's not that good-looking, so it's still safe and sound after two years.

An Xiaolei never counted which floor her house was on. Anyway, when she walked all the way up, she saw a house with a white security door.

The inside of the building was originally equipped with ordinary iron doors, the kind without peepholes. Later, someone used the name of door-to-door salesman to prepare for a robbery. Grandma almost opened the door, but they said it was a salesman. Grandma I felt that if I had no money, I should not waste other people's time, so I refused.When she went home at night and heard her grandma say it, An Xiaolei felt her heart skip a beat.

Later, anti-theft doors were installed. In the middle of a row of dark green iron doors, the white anti-theft doors simply stood out from the crowd.An Xiaolei said: "You always say that you can't see things clearly and you can't tell your house number. Now it's easy to see, right? The white one belongs to our house, so you can recognize it clearly."

When she opened the door, she moved lightly, for fear of disturbing the people sleeping in the house. Who knew that there was no one there, and the light was not turned on. When An Xiaolei turned on the light, she was almost startled by the people sitting in the living room. Half dead, he couldn't help turning a cold face and said: "What time is it, why don't you go to sleep?"

Grandma pointed to the small dining table in the middle of the living room and said, "I steamed the rice dumplings, but you didn't go home for dinner."

An Xiaolei was dumbfounded.She knew her own character well, so she dealt with it outside and ate it. Even if she was very hungry when she came back at night, she didn't bother to find something to eat. Now that the rice dumplings are in the pot, if she doesn't dig them out at night and eat them, they will stink by the next day. "Then you won't leave me a note?"

Post it at the entrance, she must be able to hear it.

Grandma didn't say a word, and waited until An Xiaolei washed her hands, picked up the rice dumpling and began to peel it, then raised her cloudy old eyes and said, "Grandma can't read."

She simply has a good life. Her husband loves her, her son loves her, and her granddaughter loves her, but her daughter doesn't love her and drives her out of the house.

An Xiaolei remained silent, and quietly ate her rice dumplings.

It is fragrant and glutinous, delicious, and you can tell that it was made by grandma herself, but for them, they can't eat too much at one time. After all, just like the woman said, people who live in this place , are basically stretched.

"Did you fight with someone again?" Grandma squinted her eyes and said, "Looking at your body is bruised and purple, I told you not to play with those gangsters, and you will be covered in injuries every two days... .. After finishing eating later, come here and let me take the medicine."

"I didn't fight!" An Xiaolei said coldly.But I still obediently walked over to let grandma apply the medicine, which is actually a little medicated oil for bruises, swelling and pain. After applying it, my whole body is greasy, and there is also purple lotion. After rubbing it on, it looks like I have been beaten twice. Xiaolei resisted very much, but grandma felt that it would not be good if she didn't paint it, so she could only choose to accept it.

The doctor said, don't make the elderly nervous.

After she finished eating, she washed her hands, stood in front of grandma and lifted up her blouse. Grandma also prepared the medicated oil, and habitually muttered: "Sin."

An Xiaolei sneered: "Okay, it's fine if you talk about it yourself, don't mention it in front of me. If the Buddha is useful, why have you believed in Buddha for so many years, and when you are old, you are in a rented house, with a worthless With my granddaughter, I don’t care what I want.”

Grandma raised her head and took a deep look at her, sighed for a while, then lowered her head to carefully handle the bruises on her body.

Why doesn't she understand that her granddaughter is awkward and has a good heart, but she is just sloppy, and what she says will never get past her head.

I have never been polite when talking to her, but in the end, it was this poor-mouthed and useless granddaughter who picked her up and brought her home. She tried her best to give her the best life, but said nothing.

I don't know how many people will be offended by this mouth in the future.

"You mouth... If grandma is gone in the future, who will take care of you."

An Xiaolei also understood that she had just made a slip of the tongue and hurt someone, but she couldn't bear to apologize, so she turned her eyes to other places and slowed down her voice, which sounded like she was muttering: "What about the future, I don't need you Come on, don't worry about it."

Grandma sighed heavily again. An Xiaolei knew that the more she said, the more she hurt people, so she obediently kept her mouth shut.

At this time, grandma had already painted the wound on her feet, An Xiaolei could put down her coat, her hands were freed, and she felt like she had nothing to do. Just in time, she caught a glimpse of the wallet that she had picked up and remembered that she was going to return the wallet. Yes, if I remember correctly, there seems to be a business card inside, right?

She took it over and flipped through it, and there was indeed a contact information and position on the business card.

General Manager of Spotlight Entertainment.

An Xiaolei was overjoyed, heh, female president.

It seems that the little yellow hair is really lucky to snatch a rich man.

She checked the items and certificates in the bag, and they were basically complete, and the ID card was also there. She looked at it maliciously, and found that the president was good-looking even in the photo of the ID card. Every part of the website is very attractive and distinctive, and the characteristic is old-fashioned.

It's a bit of a plastic surgery face, and it's very beautiful.

Slap face, big eyes, straight nose, sharp and small chin.

An Xiaolei didn't like it.

But if other people have money, what does it matter to her whether they have plastic surgery or not?

An Xiaolei shrugged, and put all the documents back.It's too late now, the CEO is probably asleep, so I'd better get up tomorrow and then contact to discuss how to return the wallet.