Less than a minute after Lei Lanting finished speaking, the doorbell was heard in the kitchen. Lei Lanting rushed to the intercom, pressed the door button without thinking, and shouted at the intercom: "We are on the third floor."
"Hello... is Dong Qiangqiang here?" A female voice came from the intercom.
The few people who were chatting animatedly suddenly became silent, and everyone looked at Dong Qiangqiang, who was concentrating on cutting the leg of lamb.
Dong Qiangqiang walked to the intercom in confusion: "Hello, who are you?"
"I'm Lu Wei. I have something to give you. Can you come down here?"
Dong Qiangqiang wiped his hands with a towel and went downstairs alone.
"Who is Lu Wei?" He Yuanjin turned around and asked Tong Lele in a low voice.
"Ask him yourself." Lu Wei turned the power knob of the small induction cooker, opened the lid of the pot, and gently stirred the red oil soup inside with chopsticks.
The red oil soup has been boiling in the pot for a while, and individual sediments in the red oil base hang on the edge of the pot, like plankton in the sea washed up on the beach, in pieces here and there.
"Hey, come here and take a look." He Yuanjin was about to ask again when he suddenly heard Lei Lanting's voice coming from his ears. When he looked up again, he saw Lei Lanting and Duanmu Xinghao holding one side of the window and looking out. Looking down.
"These are some of the test questions from last year's college preparatory exam. A classmate found it when he moved. I remembered that you wanted to take this exam, so I sent it to you along the way." Lu Wei said lightly.
Dong Qiangqiang immediately noticed the scars on her face: "Your injuries?"
"I accidentally touched it while working." Lu Wei brushed his hair twice and kept it in front of his face obediently.
"Thank you. So what, do you want to come over for dinner?" Dong Qiangqiang enthusiastically invited, "We are having a dinner together, there are many people, and we are all eating and chatting together, just in time to learn from you."
Lu Wei was about to agree, but when he heard that there were many people, he retracted his outstretched foot. She smiled and shook her head: "It's too troublesome. I just dropped by and I have to work in the evening." Lu Wei unconsciously repeated the word "dropping in" again.
"It's not troublesome, it's just a matter of having an extra pair of chopsticks. It's very convenient to eat hot pot. You can leave as soon as you finish eating and you won't delay your work." Dong Qiangqiang's attitude was sincere.
"Forget it, thank you." Lu Wei waved his hand, "You should read the materials carefully when you have time. Remember to register for the preparatory exam in mid-June, bye."
Her figure gradually disappeared around the corner of the street.
Dong Qiangqiang turned around and was about to enter the door when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him, and then someone asked in German: "Is this No. 54?"
The voice sounded very familiar. Dong Qiangqiang looked back curiously. Their eyes met. It was Wu Xiaoxi who was standing at the foot of the door.
Seeing each other, both of them were a little surprised. After a pause for a few seconds, the two pointed at each other and asked in unison: "Lei Lanting?"
After saying that, both of them laughed.
"Your injury?" Dong Qiangqiang asked, pointing to the bandage on Wu Xiaoxi's arm.
Wu Xiaoxi lowered his head in embarrassment: "It's your own fault."
"Don't say that, learning to drive is inherently risky." Dong Qiangqiang asked with concern, "Is it serious?"
"It will be demolished in two days." Wu Xiaoxi pretended to be relaxed.
Dong Qiangqiang made a "come in" gesture. Just as Wu Xiaoxi was about to enter, he heard Lei Lanting shout from upstairs: "Hey, Wu Xiaoxi, we are up there."
Wu Xiaoxi raised his head and waved vigorously at Lei Lanting twice, then followed Dong Qiangqiang up the stairs.
Lei Lanting introduced Wu Xiaoxi to everyone. Wu Xiaoxi smiled and nodded to everyone, but his eyebrows seemed a bit melancholy.
Under the guidance of the steaming hot pot and alcohol, the atmosphere at the table gradually became lively.
At He Yuanjin's request, Tong Lele briefly described how the three of them confronted Mueller in court in the morning, how Mueller was attacked with eggs, and how the judge pronounced the verdict and conducted mediation.
"Then will your money come back completely?" He Yuanjin asked with interest, "Now you are a rich woman? Senior sister."
"We won't know the details until next week." Tong Lele said lightly, "Besides, Grandma Cian is so ugly."
"It's our money in the first place, and it's only natural that we should get it back." Lei Lanting burped, "But this is not interesting. Let me tell you how Lao Dong and I caught the first wild pig."
"Wild pig?" Everyone except Dong Qiangqiang was curious about this word, and even Wu Xiaoxi showed a strong interest.
Seeing that he had successfully attracted everyone's attention, Lei Lanting felt extremely proud and danced unconsciously.
His voice was louder and softer, his position was higher and lower, and the entire kitchen became a stage for his performance.
Just when Lei Lanting had a steamer on his head, a frying spoon in his hand, one foot on the electric stove, raised his right arm high, imitating Dong Qiangqiang's expression and shouted, the kitchen door was pushed open with a "bang", and Big Strong Max was wearing black Face rushed in, roaring loudly: "You are too noisy!"
The originally bustling kitchen suddenly became quiet.
When he was about to get off work, Zhang Yingfei suddenly asked Dong Yiqing to sort out the forms that might be used at next week's shareholders' meeting.
Since she had made an appointment with the lessor in advance to see the house, Dong Yiqing tactfully explained her actual situation to Zhang Yingfei, hoping that she could wait until she saw the house before returning to the company to work overtime.
Zhang Yingfei squinted at Dong Yiqing, suddenly took out his wallet from his jacket pocket, pulled out a stack of 5-yuan marks and placed it on the table: "Is this enough money for you to work overtime?"
"No, Mr. Zhang, I really have something to do..." Dong Yiqing looked at the money on the table and was about to cry.
Zhang Yingfei snorted and walked away.
Dong Yiqing picked up the material and flipped through a few pages. It was indeed about the shareholders' meeting. She had no choice but to put her coat on the back of the chair and turn on the computer again.
It was definitely too late to view the house, so Dong Yiqing quickly called the landlord she had arranged to apologize and reschedule the viewing. The good-tempered landlord accused her of not keeping her word, while the bad-tempered landlord directly cursed her. But no matter what kind of landlord, he told her bluntly: There will definitely be no house to rent to her next week.
When Dong Yiqing sighed and finished sorting out all the forms, it was almost 20:30. She looked at her schedule for next week and realized that she had just missed canceling a house viewing appointment farthest from the company. The reason why that house appeared on her shortlist was because it was far away, and the landlord was free to look at the house with her only after 21:30 in the evening.
Dong Yiqing, who had just finished working overtime, was physically and mentally exhausted. She wanted to cancel the house viewing with her landlord. But the landlord couldn't get through on his mobile phone. After thinking about it, Dong Yiqing decided to take a look at the house.
She didn't dare to waste a moment and ran out of the company quickly, heading towards the subway. She must hurry up and settle on a house before next Monday.
(Special thanks for this chapter: Zhao’s clan members’ red envelopes and recommendation votes)
