This time, Dong Kui answered the phone and kept listening.
Then, he pulled over to the side of the car in an orderly manner, holding the phone in his hand and turning to look at me: "The boss asked, have you ever been treated unfairly? If so..."
Having said this, Dong Kui paused for an unprecedented few seconds. Between his thick eyebrows, he picked out an unprecedented cold light and said solemnly: "Just say it."
I shook my head sullenly: "I'll handle my own affairs myself."
Dong Kui looked at me silently for several seconds, nodded for the first time, responded with the phone, and continued driving.
After passing the Imperial Academy and arriving in Fangzhou, Dong Kui turned directly into the alley and parked the car directly at the door of the mailroom.
Just as I was about to get off the bus, Dong Kui suddenly said a long word.
"The boss said that she couldn't greet you just now. I apologize to you. Please forgive me."
"The boss said, thank you. Let you have a good rest."
"She's too busy these days. There's a lot to deal with."
"Next Saturday, she will personally send Eun Yi to your place to learn how to speak. She will explain Eun Yi's situation to you."
I nodded silently: "Thank you Mr. Zhuang for your concern."
After opening the car door, I said quietly: "Tell Mr. Zhuang that I won't be at the Willow Tree Ghost Market next Saturday."
"Mr. Zhuang, please come on Friday or Sunday."
"Or, choose another time."
He said this calmly, ignoring the shock and shock in Dong Kui's eyes, closing the door and walking into Fangzhou.
I opened the office and boiled water to make tea as usual.
There was a sudden clang!
"Master Tong. Are you... back?"
Bald Laoliang's plump body blocked the door. His one eye as big as a soybean bulged like a frog's eye, and he stared at me in amazement.
The tea cup fell to the ground, and the broken powder was scattered all over the floor.
I nodded silently, moved my desk step by step to the wicker chair, and sat down with difficulty. My face was exhausted, and my bones were in pain.
"You, you... actually, can you still get out of Tu Laoba's underworld alive?"
Bald Laoliang's jaw dropped to the ground, and he screamed tremblingly: "You turned back in broad daylight. This is unscientific. This is not too much."
I curled my lips, tapped the tea cup on the table and hissed, "Master Hai. Is your eldest grandson feeling better lately?"
Tu Laoliang's whole body trembled, and he suddenly turned around and ran towards Sanjinyuan.
"Xiao Li. Xiao Li. The child master is back."
"Teacher is back."
Tu Laoliang's roar tore through the peaceful afternoon of Imperial College Street. The roar was full of passion and overflowing with madness.
Just five seconds after two o'clock in the afternoon, the sound of fierce and heavy footsteps was heard as he entered the hospital.
After only five seconds, Ge Li rushed to the door of my office and looked at me without blinking!
"Brother Li. Are you off work?"
"Um."
"Come in and sit?"
Ge Li gritted his teeth and said calmly: "I won't sit down. I have to go to Tianyiyuan."
I nodded calmly and raised my teacup: "You're busy!"
Ge Li nodded vigorously, responded in the most casual voice, "Okay," and then asked me in the most understated voice, "Are you okay?"
I pursed my lips and said, "It's okay."
Ge Li nodded again and said hello again.
There is a hint of choking in this good word.
After Ge Li, another treasury guard, Chen Zhang, raised his palm and waved it diagonally at me, and said with a smile: "If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later."
"snort!"
"Surviving a catastrophe will lead to blessings in the future? Bah. These are all the ancestors' comforting nonsense."
After Ge Li and Chen Zhang left, the elusive Tu Laoliang appeared magically, mumbling, picking up the teacup and cleaning the tea leaves.
"If you survive a catastrophe, that means... there will be trouble later."
I glanced at the pale and troubled Bald Lao Lao and slumped on the wicker chair, unable to argue with him.
Tu Laoliang finished picking up the pile and went out. Not long after, he came in again with a bowl of steaming eggs, smashing them fiercely.
on the table.
"Haiye hasn't sent you a newspaper these days. You are Haiye and I'm giving you compensation. I won't beat myself up when it comes to attendance."
As he spoke, Tu Laoliang smashed out another bottle of yellow and black wine, and said in a manly voice: "Serious tiger bone wine. This is what Haiye rewards you with."
After making some pretense, Tu Laoliang left with his hands behind his back: "When you're done, go back and take a shower to get rid of bad luck."
"The idiot is not here today, so I have no one to care about him. No one cares about him even if he slips away."
Although Tu Laoliang clearly told me to leave my job, I still didn't get off work until 5:30.
It’s not that I don’t want to slip away, it’s that my body hasn’t adjusted yet.
After returning to the family area, I climbed up to the fifth floor on hands and knees and opened the door. I didn't even have the strength to take off my socks and fell on the bed without knowing who was going on.
I slept in the dark until noon on Saturday, and lay there in a daze until Sunday morning. My body and bones finally recovered four to five points of strength.
He treated her with cold eggs as a hot compress on her wrists, took a shower in the bathroom at the end of the corridor for half an hour, and hurried to Liulichang.
Tomorrow, Monday, is the last deadline given to me by the idiot.
Today, I have to raise 150,000 yuan.
Liulichang was once the most famous antique trading market in the entire Laoyan City.
When Kublai Khan made Yandu his capital, Liulichang was still called Haiwang Village.
In the Yuan Dynasty, this place was the royal glaze kiln of the Jin family.
In the Ming Dynasty, the Eight-Armed Nezha City was expanded, Liulichang was demolished and moved to the outer city, and the name Liulichang was retained.
The Aixinjueluo family took control of the country and implemented the separation system between Manchu and Han Dynasties. All Han officials, whether first-rank or not, rushed to Outer South City.
Liulichang is not far from the Forbidden City and has become the first choice place for Han officials.
With the popularity, the business here slowly formed spontaneously and expanded year by year.
At that time, old man Shiquan, who was very happy about his success, compiled the Sikuquanshu. Taking advantage of this east wind, Liulichang's Four Treasures of Study, the antique calligraphy and painting trade prospered unprecedentedly.
From this time on, Liulichang has become the economic and cultural center of the entire Laoyan capital city, and this has continued ever since.
During the Republic of China, this was also the home of smuggling and counterfeiting of cultural relics throughout the world!
There are now tens of millions of Chinese cultural relics and antiques in museums around the world, and half of them were national treasures that spent their last night in China in Liulichang.
After the redevelopment, Liulichang was demolished and rebuilt based on Qing Dynasty architecture. Although it is beautifully restored, it has lost its ancient charm and charm.
When I entered the Rongbaozhai main store, which is the best in the world, I was almost eight minutes late.
It's Sunday, so the flow of people in Rongbaozhai is incredible.
The antique decoration coupled with the many first-class boutiques in the store, the majestic atmosphere of a century-old store and the proud heritage are really eye-opening.
I wandered around among the crowd, but saw no one. I went up to the second floor and found a seat next to Master Li Kuchan's Dou Fang Yingtu, sat down, and waited quietly.
In the corner, a beautiful model-level shopping guide waited for me to sit down for several minutes before coming over with a swaying waist and politely asking me if I could help.
After just saying "wait for someone", the beautiful shopping guide immediately nodded and left.
Within two minutes, the shopping guide brought me a cup of tea.
The store is more than 300 years old, and even an ordinary shopping guide is very different from ordinary people in his perception of words and expressions.
"Mom. That fat, thick-eyed, skinny-looking girl is pouring tea for him, but everyone has been wandering around for a long time and no one is paying attention."
"Why don't you guys give me money if you're hungry?"
