Lu Wei, who had been unconscious for a long time before regaining consciousness, hurriedly stopped the washing machine, picked out his clothes from the drum one by one, and spread them wetly on the ground.
Lu Wei saw that his dark blue Adidas sportswear had been washed out with a large white mark under the action of bleach, and several other dark-colored clothes had similar experiences.
She couldn't help but cursed and took out her mobile phone to call Yu Jianghai, but found that there was no signal in the basement. She could only randomly pick out a few pieces of clothing that were still needed from the pile of washed clothes and throw them into the washing machine, and then throw the unwearable clothes into the recyclable trash can outside the corridor.
Back in the dormitory, Lu Wei couldn't wait to call Yu Jianghai. It took a long time before the call was connected. Yu Jianghai's lazy voice came from the receiver: "Say."
"She called me." Lu Wei said, biting his lip.
"Who is it?" Yu Jianghai sounded like he was still awake.
"Fanrel."
"Oh, what did she say?" Yu Jianghai stretched out his slender arms from the quilt, picked up cigarettes and lighters from the desk above his head, leaned his head on the pillow, and lit himself leisurely Lighted a cigarette.
He spent half the night listening to Qianggen outside Fang Ruier's dormitory last night and came back very late. If it hadn't been for Lu Wei's call, he might have continued to sleep.
"She said she had deleted the post."
"Humph." Yu Jianghai blew out a smoke ring and seemed not surprised by this statement, "She's just a bastard. It's not fun to find her."
"She also said..." Lu Wei paused for a few seconds, "She's done with you, but she's not done with me yet."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Yu Jianghai half-sat up from the bed, "What do you mean I'm not done with you? Does she still want to continue?"
"I don't know what she means," Lu Wei said worriedly, "but she just said this to me downstairs."
"Well, how did you respond to her?" Yu Jianghai asked.
"I scolded her... for being sick." Lu Wei whispered, "Did I say something wrong?"
Yu Jianghai was silent for a few minutes and said domineeringly: "Don't worry about this matter, leave it to me."
"I'm afraid she will go somewhere and talk nonsense again." Lu Wei expressed his worries.
"She doesn't dare." Yu Jianghai chuckled, "I checked with someone and found that she still has two exams before she can graduate with a master's degree. She won't give up so easily."
"But..." Lu Wei said worriedly.
"There are no 'buts'. I told you to leave it to me. Isn't that why you called me?" Yu Jianghai impatiently put out his cigarette in the bowl with a few remaining noodles floating in the sea. "Is there anything else?"
Across the phone, Lu Wei naturally couldn't see the displeasure on Yu Jianghai's face, so she quickly showed her kindness: "Well, I'm sorry to bother you. By the way, when was the exam you mentioned yesterday?"
"It should be next week. I'll tell you the specific time later." After Yu Jianghai finished speaking, he hung up the phone roughly.
Lu Wei didn't know how Yu Jianghai would solve this problem. After feeling anxious for a while, he went to the university library to continue writing his thesis.
Dong Yiqing tiptoed open the door of Zhang Yingfang's office and saw Zhang Yingfang staring blankly at the green plants in the room motionless, like a statue, wondering what she was thinking.
"Mr. Fang..." Dong Yiqing greeted gently, but Zhang Yingfang turned a deaf ear.
"Mr. Fang..." Dong Yiqing raised her voice. Zhang Yingfang turned her head in a daze and wiped her face with the back of her hand.
Although he didn't see the tears on her face, Dong Yiqing still felt very embarrassed. Seeing her former boss in embarrassment was not a good thing after all. Just as she was about to exit the door, Zhang Yingfang suddenly spoke.
"Is something wrong?" Zhang Yingfang, who had just returned from the hospital, sounded similar to usual, but there was a sense of weakness in her tone.
"My work content has been adjusted just now. In addition, the person I report directly to now... is Mr. Zhang Yingfei." Dong Yiqing said softly.
"knew."
"Is your health... feeling better?" Dong Yiqing boldly asked with concern. Although she and Zhang Yingfang are superiors and subordinates, and Zhang Yingfang usually treats others harshly, Dong Yiqing is inexplicably accustomed to Zhang Yingfang's German management style. When she thought about having to deal with Zhang Yingfei every day in the future, Dong Yiqing felt that she was one head and two heads up.
"I have something to ask you." Zhang Yingfang ignored Dong Yiqing's concern.
"You say."
"Why does Zhang Yingfei have my medical records?" Zhang Yingfang stared at the emerald necklace around Dong Yiqing's neck suspiciously. "I remember asking you to scan (the medical records) and file them. What did you do?" Zhang Yingfang There was no trace of fireworks in her tone. It seemed that she was not blaming Dong Yiqing, but asking about something that had nothing to do with herself.
Dong Yiqing had long expected that Zhang Yingfang would ask this question, but she actually didn't think about it herself. At that time, Zhang Yingfang handed over the medical records to Dong Yiqing for confidentiality because her assistant was on temporary sick leave. Dong Yiqing scanned the medical record immediately, and then used her computer to send the electronic file of the medical record to Zhang Yingfang. She didn't know which link had gone wrong, allowing Zhang Yingfei to obtain the medical records.
"I...I don't know either, Mr. Fang." Dong Yiqing muttered.
Although the contact time was not long, Zhang Yingfang did not believe that Dong Yiqing would hand over her medical records to Zhang Yingfei. Besides, it's already happened, so there's no point in complaining about her. Zhang Yingfang immediately changed to the second topic: "I see Che Lizi also has a necklace similar to yours."
"Boss Fei said this was allocated to us by the company." Dong Yiqing hurriedly explained.
"Company?" Zhang Yingfang raised her eyebrows, "When did it happen?"
"Well, it happened last Sunday. Zhang Shuo arranged for me to go to Mr. Fei's villa in the suburbs to talk. When I went there, I found that I was alone. Mr. Fei said that this was for the company's appearance, so it was allotted. At first I didn’t wear it and was criticized by Mr. Fei.”
Seeing that Dong Yiqing acted calmly and generously, not like he was just making up lies when he opened his mouth, Zhang Yingfang nodded calmly: "That's right."
"Mr. Fang, if you think it's inappropriate, I'll take it off immediately." Dong Yiqing said and went to unbuckle the necklace.
Zhang Yingfang stretched out her hand to stop her: "No, it looks good on you."
"Mr. Fang..." Dong Yiqing's hand stopped, "I..."
"Close the door when you leave," Zhang Yingfang said softly, "I want to be alone for a while."
Because Yipin Hibiscus had been burned down, Dong Qiangqiang had no choice but to find a new place to entertain guests.
After consulting a few friends, everyone unanimously mentioned a western restaurant in the city center: Big Beef Bones.
Dong Qiangqiang thought the name was very interesting, and it didn’t feel like it was given by a staid German. After an on-site inspection, he felt that the restaurant’s environment and dishes were indeed very good. As a place to invite people to dinner, it can fully show the sincerity of the owner, so He decisively told Lei Lanting and Tong Lele the time and place.
The scheduled meal time was 18:30 in the evening. When Dong Qiangqiang arrived at the restaurant at 18:20, Lei Lanting had already been sitting in his seat for a long time.
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