I glanced back at the curator calmly. Anger and dissatisfaction appeared on his face at the same time, but I had to force out a stiff smile.
"You're just talking nonsense, what job do you want to leave?"
The director pretended to be kind and scolded: "You will take root here from now on! The funeral parlor is your second home!"
"What about the mistakes I made before?"
The curator waved his hand extremely boldly: "Young people, there are always times when you are impulsive, so that's not a problem!"
Hey! It's true that a person has two skins. You can't say anything reasonable. Isn't it time to fire me?
However, I felt happy.
The old saying is true, as a human being, sow good causes and reap good results.
I helped Brother Wang earlier, and today he saved me again.
God is not blind, no matter good or bad, the retribution that comes is inevitable.
I bowed to Brother Wang and the curator, said a few words of courtesy, and quickly borrowed the donkey from the slope.
Just when I was about to go out, Chen Jiayan opened the door and came in.
When I saw that she was still carrying a backpack, I wanted to talk to her, but since the curator was here, I couldn't say much, so I just nodded.
The moment I closed the door, Chen Jiayan's voice came from inside the room.
"This is my resignation procedure, please sign it."
I was stunned and froze at the door. Why did she want to resign?
I listened for a while and then opened the office door.
Ignoring their horrified looks, I grabbed the document the curator was signing and tore it into pieces.
The curator put his hands on his chest and stared at me dumbfounded.
I grabbed Chen Jiayan and apologized hastily: "She is mentally ill, so don't pay attention to her."
"She won't resign."
After saying that, I grabbed her and ran out. I ran out of the corridor before I stopped.
Chen Jiayan's thin body was exhausted from the huge backpack. She held the wall with one hand and looked at me panting.
"Why did you stop me?"
"Are you crazy?"
Chen Jiayan stood up straight and raised her eyes, looking serious and a little embarrassed.
"This happened because of me. I don't have the guts or the ability to ask the curator to keep you. I can only go with you."
These words made my heart tremble, and then I felt an inexplicable pain.
She is also short of money, and just because of what happened today, she dared to resign with me so resolutely.
This is equivalent to cutting off one's own retreat.
Chen Jiayan seems not good at expressing herself, but the chivalrous spirit in her is worth thousands of beautiful words.
I took off her backpack and comforted her with a smile.
"Don't worry, if the curator doesn't fire me, neither of us will have to leave."
Chen Jiayan was stunned for a while and asked tentatively: "You didn't lie to me?"
"I lied to you that you were a dog."
A smile suddenly broke out on her serious face: "You are such an interesting person."
"It always works out a miracle."
*** laughed a few times and said nothing.
There are no miracles. If you do more good deeds, God will naturally fulfill them.
Coming out of the corridor, he looked up and saw Ji Canghai.
When our eyes met, I instinctively turned my head away.
Everything is over, there is no need to keep fighting with him.
"Why."
I turned around to leave, but he suddenly called me from behind, and then ran over quickly.
I just looked him up and down and didn't respond.
"well."
Ji Canghai rubbed his nose, wiped the blood on his hands, made a fist with both hands, and performed a standard salute of a military commander.
"Thank you for today."
I couldn't help but snorted: "You can't thank me, I have no intention of helping you at all."
As I said that, I pointed my finger at Chen Jiayan: "If it wasn't for hurting her, I would really be too lazy to care about your nonsense!"
My words were not polite, but he still greeted me with a smile and said it very sincerely.
"No matter what, you saved me once, and I must return this favor!"
"Also..."
Ji Canghai clasped his fists again: "Help me burn that body."
This man was really seriously ill, he was beaten all over his body and he was still thinking about the body?
"Stop it."
I didn't give him a chance to continue talking, so I turned around and left, throwing out a sentence in passing.
"The origin of the corpse is unknown, so I don't dare to burn it."
"But the man named Wang Haiqiao has already agreed!"
He stayed behind and even chased after me.
The famine of half a million yuan weighed on me like a mountain. I really didn't have the energy to fight with him, so I could only stop.
"If you still pester me, I will have no choice but to call the police."
Ji Canghai looked at me a little bewildered, his hands fidgeting in his pockets.
I glanced sideways and saw a piece of rope hanging out of my pocket.
"What do you mean? You're too soft. Are you going to be tough with me?"
Ji Canghai was stunned and quickly took out his hand: "No, I didn't mean that."
