"Comrade Liang Ladi, please wait a moment, there is something I think I should tell you."
"Um?"
"Cui Dake escaped from prison!" Wang Weidong said solemnly.
"Cui Dake?" Liang Ladi raised her eyelids and thought for a long time before slapping her thigh: "Is that the guy who raises pigs in Baishi Commune? In the warehouse, he tried to..."
As she said this, she suddenly remembered that she and the truck driver in front of her had jointly plotted against Cui Dake.
He quickly swallowed the rest of his words.
"Yes, it's him. I got the news the day before yesterday. The two of us are Cui Dake's enemies. I'm not afraid as a man. You are a woman, so be careful." Wang Weidong warned.
"Tch, Cui Dake is such a bear. If he dares to come, I will crush his balls." Liang Ladi curled her lips in disdain and stretched out two fingers.
Crush the egg...Wang Weidong couldn't help but shudder.
Come on, forget that the person in front of you can be considered an old woman.
"Ahem, pay attention to safety. Forget about Danzi. If you find him, report to the police station as soon as possible."
"Understood, I'm going back first." Liang Ladi nodded and left.
After Liang Ladi left, Wang Weidong stood up and shook his sore neck.
Then go out and see the new employee.
The silly dog was tied to a big tree, looking depressed.
Also, for such a wild dog to be restrained is almost like killing it.
Wang Weidong looked around and saw no one around.
"Woof woof woof (I'll let you go, you can't bite anyone, okay?)"
“Woof woof woof (￡????…???mèμ)”
Wang Weidong:? ? ?
silly dog:? ? ?
Did this silly dog understand? Wang Weidong squatted in the cold wind and lost himself in thought.
Soon, he thought of a way.
"Woof woof woof woof (I'll let you go, you can't bite anyone, please understand, wag your tail twice)"
After saying that, Wang Weidong's eyes suddenly widened.
It really wagged its tail.
Or two!
Is this dog language real?
"Woof woof woof (I'll untie it for you)" Wang Weidong walked over and untied the red cloth strips.
Silly Dog looked relieved and hurriedly ran to the big locust tree not far away and spread his legs.
Bah...
I was so suffocated just now.
Wang Weidong's face turned dark. Is this why you were wagging your tail just now?
At this moment, a voice came from behind: "Brother Wei Dong, are you trying to play like a dog?"
Turning his head, Thin Monkey stood not far away with a strange smile on his face, and a group of workers stood behind him.
The workers covered their mouths and laughed.
mbd, the society is dead!
"Ahem, let me introduce to you. This dog will be the watchdog of our workshop from now on. It is your own dog. You must take good care of it." Wang Weidong stood up, straightened his collar and said seriously.
"Understood, I'm a dog." The workers nodded hurriedly.
The director is the boss, whatever you say will be done.
When the workers were about to leave, Wang Weidong stopped the thin monkey: "Considering that Comrade Zhao Jiefang needs to take care of his sick wife, you will be responsible for feeding the stupid dog in the future."
"Now go to the canteen and buy two black steamed buns."
The thin monkey glanced at the sun in the sky and thought of going to his old Xianghao's house to have fun, so he subconsciously wanted to refuse.
Seeing Wang Weidong's face darken, he quickly smiled and said: "I, I'll go right away."
Seeing Shouhou reluctantly leaving, Wang Weidong smiled lightly.
Boy, the road is narrow.
...
After arranging Shagou's dinner, Wang Weidong got on his bicycle and returned to the courtyard.
When I passed the gate, I was stopped by the little security officer.
"Brother Wei Dong, I have a letter from you. It's from Guangdong." The little security guard ran out with a letter.
"Xiao Li, are you on duty today? Where is Brother Patriot?" Wang Weidong took the letter and put it directly into his pocket without looking at it carefully.
"We're in a meeting. There seems to be a new direct sight above."
After spreading a circle of smoke to the security officers in the guard room, Wang Weidong left on his bicycle.
Back in the courtyard, the door of Jia's house was open and the coffin was placed in the main room.
Mrs. Jia Zhang sat at the door and squinted her eyes, while Qin Huairu knelt in front of the coffin and cried loudly.
The cry was heartbreaking, and people passing by shook their heads and sighed.
"Hey, looking at Qin Huairu's sad look, he shouldn't really be stealing, right?"
Gu Xin
"Who says it's not the case? I have been crying all day and all night. I have never seen any little daughter-in-law cry like this."
"More importantly, Mrs. Jia Zhang did not report it. Just think, if Qin Huairu really stole someone, Mrs. Jia Zhang would not avenge her son."
"It's hard to say. Jia Zhang is not a good person either. Who knows what her intentions are?"
"By the way, why don't you see Yi Zhonghai come to express your condolences? He is Jia Xudong's master, so it's a bit strange that he doesn't show up."
"I heard from Sledgehammer in the first workshop that Yi Zhonghai asked for leave and said he was sick."
"What about the three children of the Jia family? Why are they missing?"
"Ahem, those three white-eyed wolves seem to be watching the children of the Liang family perform a drama in the park."
"Hey, don't tell me, Liang Damao is really good at acting in dramas, especially the line, [Nuan Bao Tie, Tie! Tie! Tie!], my wife still chants it when she goes to bed at night."
"I think this sentence is better: [No gifts will be accepted during the holidays this year, only warm stickers will be received as gifts]. My wife talks about it all day long, and when the Chinese New Year comes, I will buy two for my mother-in-law."
In the face of tragedy, people always like to avoid sadness deliberately.
Soon, the topic of conversation went astray, and laughter broke out from time to time in the crowd.
Wang Weidong walked quietly through the crowd.
Qin Huairu's skill is indeed brilliant.
However, Jia Zhang is probably not a soft persimmon.
This matter should not be over yet, there is something good to watch.
After returning to the house, Wang Weidong closed the door tightly and closed the window before taking out the letter from his pocket.
Turning on the incandescent light bulb and using the dim light, Wang Weidong examined the letter carefully.
This is a large kraft paper envelope, the kind that can fit a whole piece of letter paper. It has two goldfish stamps on it and is full of postmarks.
It was a large and spacious envelope, the envelope was bulging, and there were signs of stretching at the edges.
Weigh it, it's not light.
Wang Weidong held the envelope under the lamp so he could see it more clearly.
Address: Box 1001, Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, Beijing.
Recipient: Wang Weidong. Brackets, closing brackets, back brackets.
Sender: Zhao Dayou.
The characters are imitation of Song Dynasty printing, with carbon ink, and they are written clearly and carefully. However, the horizontal head is protruding and the vertical length is long. Even the cursor and back are straight. They should be drawn with a ruler.
The person who wrote it took a lot of trouble.
The envelope is well sealed, with a few wrinkles and no signs of tearing in the glue at the seal.
Wang Weidong suppressed his excitement and took out the dagger from under the pillow.
The sharp blade cuts through the fragile kraft paper.
He took out a thick stack of manuscript paper from the envelope.
It read: Brother Wei Dong, I have arrived in Hong Kong safely...
...
...
Half an hour later, Wang Weidong put down the letter and was speechless.
In the eleven-page letter, Lou Xiaoe only wrote three valid pieces of information.
First, the Lou family arrived in Hong Kong safely and are now staying with relatives, leaving their phone numbers.
Second, there was a secret compartment in the basement of Lou's villa, which contained two boxes of jewelry. She hoped that Wang Weidong could take it out.
Third, she left an address in Guangdong. Wang Weidong could send the letter to that address, and then someone would transfer it to Hong Kong City.
These can be explained clearly in two hundred words.
The rest of the text can be summed up in one sentence, Brother Wei Dong, I miss you.
After reading this little love letter of several thousand words again, Wang Weidong smiled bitterly.
Don’t you think your hands are tired for this silly moth?
We will meet in Hong Kong City soon. Why are you writing so many words?
...
As for the jewelry in the Lou family's small villa, he would not pick it up at all.
Although the police outside the Lou family's villa have now withdrawn, who knows if there are still eyes watching in the dark.
What's more, once the jewelry is taken out, it will never see the light of day unless it is hidden in a ring warehouse.
Otherwise it's a big bomb.
Birds die for food, but if they eat something they shouldn't eat, they may starve to death.
Wang Weidong put the letter into the ring warehouse and started making dinner.
I'm in a good mood today. Let's make tomato and egg noodles.
....
After dinner, Wang Weidong wrote a letter with his left hand, and the recipient was Zhao Dayou.
The letter is only one page, two words long, wait for me.
Of course, the sender used a pseudonym, Wang Pingguo.
These days, you don’t need your real name to send a letter. You just need to put a sufficient stamp on the envelope and throw it into the mailbox.
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