Chapter 82

after work in the evening, Yao Dehua called home and said he would not go home for dinner at night, and then drove straight to Yang Guo's residence.

Because it was not the car in the community, Yao Dehua spent a lot of words and a bag of Hongtashan to let the old guard loose. But after coming in, Yao Dehua found that it was better to find a parking space outside!

"Why so many people?" Yao Dehua frowned. His car drove slower than a snail on the path between the buildings. People came and went all the way. Some aunts walked, pulling acquaintances in the middle of the road and chatting happily. The originally narrow path was simply impossible to pass.

Yao Dehua had to stop the car under the nearest building, find a person to ask the way, and walked there.

Without an elevator, Yao Dehua went upstairs along the stairs. The corridor was narrow and old. It was still the kind of stairs made of cement in the 1990s. The surface was rough and uneven. There was a garbage can at each corner, in which residents threw their daily garbage. Fortunately, the property was cleared in time, and did not emit the stench of garbage piles.

However, all this has made Yao Dehua, who is used to living in luxury villas or high-end apartments, feel very uncomfortable. The corridor is also gloomy and dark. Although the voice control lamp on the top of the head senses the sound of his footsteps and lights up, this faint yellow muddy light looks particularly penetrating.

"Why do you live in such a bad place?" Yao Dehua was beating a drum in his heart. He remembered that the Secretary had told him about Yang Guo's income. Yang Guo's monthly income was more than 10000 yuan. I don't know how many million yuan it was. How could he live in such a bad place? Is the address he filled in false?

However, now that he has come, Yao Dehua still walked on with a stiff head.

After knocking on the door several times, the wooden door inside gently opened a small crack. Across the rusty iron door, Yao Dehua saw a head sticking out. From his hair to his face below, Yao Dehua suddenly felt that the girl in front of him was so beautiful!

Her beautiful facial features are as delicate as those carefully outlined in the painting, which makes Yao Dehua, who is almost 50, feel a little palpitating. However, his own daughter is almost as old as the girl in front of him, and Yao Dehua has already passed the age of chasing women.

The girl's beautiful eyes stared at him, looked at his sweaty Mediterranean hairstyle, frowned and waited for him to speak.

Yaodehua understood and hurriedly asked, "Hello, is this Yang Guo's home?"

"Are you looking for Yang Guo?" Hearing the name, the girl's eyes seemed to flash. She asked, "who are you?"

There is a play! Yao Dehua was overjoyed. He quickly took out a business card from his pocket, handed it to the girl, and said, "I'm the general manager of Xinda translation company. I don't know if Yang Guo told you that he is currently the gold medal translator of our company."

Speaking of Xinda, Duan Xueqing certainly knows that Yang Guo encouraged her to make money on it before! However, she doesn't lack that little money. After registering, she will occasionally go up to have a look, or take two tasks to see if the knowledge she learned in school has regressed.

"Are you Yang Guo's boss?" Duanxueqing said.

"The boss is not worthy of it," Yao Dehua said with a smile. "Our company aims to provide a platform for translators, and we both help each other and achieve mutual benefits. Our company attaches great importance to such excellent talents as Yang Guo. Compared with the boss and employees, I think the word partner is more appropriate."

Hearing that he said Yang Guo was good, Duan Xueqing smiled and bent her eyes. She gently said, "I don't know why you came here. Yang Guo hasn't lived here for a long time."

"Is that so? Where did he go?" Yao Dehua asked, "I couldn't get through to him before."

"Oh, you mean the number of Yang Guo 157, right? Some time ago, he accidentally broke his mobile phone card, and then recently he has been busy and has no time to make it up, so now he can only call the landline where he lives, and often can't get through." Duanxueqing said that she was a little depressed when she mentioned it. Now her mother came home. She wanted to get closer to Yang Guo, but Yang Guo was too busy to talk to her.

"So it is. I don't know what he is doing recently. I came to visit him because I didn't see him appear these days." Yao Dehua said.

"Then let him tell you. I don't know whether it's good to say." Duanxueqing pondered and said, "well, I'll give you his current address."

Yaodehua saw that she gently closed the door, and then came out after a while. He stuffed a piece of paper into the crack of the iron door. This mushroom cool was really cautious. Now he didn't trust himself. He looked cautious, just like little Aries guarding against big gray wolves.

Sadly, he took the note. Yao Dehua looked at Jinli community. He knew this place quite well, and some friends lived there. This was also a few years ago. Yangcheng is changing with each passing day. Now the most popular high-end community for the rich is no longer there. However, he is still a little impressed with this community. He has been to it before and it is very clean. Compared with the place where he is standing now, it is a paradise and a hell!

Thanks to duanxueqing, Yao Dehua hurried out of the building like a devouring beast, ran to his car like running away, and drove out. This is not Yao Dehua's hypocrisy. It's easy to turn thrift into extravagance, and it's difficult to turn extravagance into thrift. This sentence is used by most people without exception.

The roads in Yangcheng extend in all directions, but you can't get rid of the traffic jam during such a peak period. Blocked on the viaduct, there was no head in front and no tail in the back. Yao Dehua just opened the window and heard the horn sound one after another.

At the moment, people on the road are in the same anxious mood. Just after a tiring day's work, the wife and children at home have prepared delicious meals for them to come back. Although they know that honking the horn doesn't work, they still can't help patting the middle of the steering wheel.

The air outside was scorched by the residual temperature of the ground and the exhaust of the car, which was hot and smelly. Yao Dehua closed the window again. At least there was an air conditioner blowing in the car! He pressed a button, and a deep and melodious Saxophone came from the high-end stereo in the car. This "the soul of the blue bridge" is Yao Dehua's favorite. Originally, this song is very classic, but under the performance of Sax, the feeling is more full, as if seeing off friends at the silent and empty intersection, and the soft song is with a touch of sadness.

Listening to the song and watching the lights of thousands of houses, although Yao Dehua's stomach has been hungry and can't stop crying, Yao Dehua's urgent mood slowly eased down. He has now basically determined that Yang Guo did not deceive him to avoid him, but there was something really wrong, which also confirmed that he had not read Yang Guo wrong before. In this case, why should he worry about these few minutes?

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