v3 Chapter 664： The memory on the cabinet

Zhang Zhiyun can't say anything else, Jiang Feng can only hit his mind on other people or things. In fact, if he can, he would like to ask Zhang Chu directly if you have any regrets. It's a pity that this is not a talent show when meeting old friends. You can't pick up the microphone and ask you what your dreams are.

Zhang Chuzheng stooped to study by himself. Last time Jiang Feng figured out the window whose memory was originally broken by Cao Guixiang, because it was artificially broken by Cao Guixiang, its window frame looks a bit different from other windows. Zhang Chu studied for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion that when he received the window frame, the technology was not good enough, which caused the window frame to look out of place.

"This window frame was the first work I took. I didn't collect the money, but managed a meal. Thanks to this window frame, I was able to get to know Guixiang. Later, when I was with Guixiang, I went to Yongheju from time to time. Many of the table legs and chair legs were repaired by me. "Zhang Chu said with a smile.

Jiang Feng nodded perfunctoryly on the side, and nodded and reacted.

He only touched a window frame last time and found a memory. There is more than one window frame in Yongheju!

Because of the inability to act, Jiang Feng immediately began to touch the window frame, starting from the one near the stairs and touching all the way. In Zhang Zhiyun's puzzled eyes, Jiang Feng touched the head from the beginning, carefully not leaving every corner, and finally touched Xu Cheng. Both Lu Sheng and Zhang Chu discovered his strange behavior.

Has no memory.

Not only did he have no memory, he also made a cut in his hand.

The wound was not deep and it didn't hurt much. When Jiang Feng touched, he focused on whether he could find out the memory. After he touched it, he thought about how to get rid of Zhang Chu, and he did n’t feel that his hand was cut with a wound, until the blood oozed out and was seen by the sharp eyes of Lu Sheng. .

Hand is one of the chef's most valuable treasures, although it is just a small mouth that deserves attention. There is a medical box in Lu Sheng's office. He originally wanted to go with Jiang Feng but was rejected by Jiang Feng. In the end, Lu Sheng told Jiang Feng the location of medical insurance. Jiang Feng went to his office to find it himself.

Lu Sheng's office is as chaotic as a utility room. He usually only drinks tea in the office and never works in it. The important documents are all at home, so he is not afraid of Jiang Feng, the boss of Taifeng Building, entering his office alone.

The medical box is at the top of the cabinet where Lu Sheng puts the tea leaves. The cabinet is a little bit sad with Gao Jiangfeng's right palm. I dare not think it would be difficult to remove it with bare hands, so I moved the chair and put a piece of white paper on it.

Jiang Feng stepped on the chair, supported the cabinet with his right hand, and stretched out his left hand to get the medical box. Before the hand touched the medical box, he rubbed the dusty top of the cabinet first.

"Ding, get a memory of Zhang Chu."

Eh.

Jiang Feng was shocked, not looking at the medical box in front of him, and looked down at this unassuming cabinet that he had never cared about.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. This closer look at Jiang Feng reveals that the cabinet looks a bit old and looks gray, but if you look closely, you can find that such a large cabinet does not have a nail, at least not on the surface.

Jiang Feng took the medical case down and put the chair back in place, quickly and simply disinfected his wounds, and quickly walked to the second floor.

He can't wait to ask Lu Sheng the origin of this cabinet.

"Boss Lu!" When Jiang Feng returned to the second floor, Lu Sheng had been drinking tea happily from his chair. "I just found out that the cabinet in your office is quite chic. Where can I buy it? I want to buy it. One at home. "

"Let's put it at home?" Lu Sheng is a little cute and doesn't understand what Jiang Feng likes to put this kind of furniture at home. "This cabinet was left by Yonghe Juyuan. It is estimated that the same can't be bought on the market now."

"Originally left? I thought Yongheju's large pieces of furniture were all burned, that may not be available for purchase." Jiang Feng showed a regretful expression.

"It was all burned, but this is an exception. This cabinet was originally placed in the room of my office. My office was originally a utility room. This cabinet is basically filled with tools. This cabinet was broken before the fire broke out in Yongheju. When a door was opened, the repairman didn't have time to come and my dad pulled the cabinet to his house to repair it, and then he escaped. "Lu Sheng said," The cabinet is made of rosewood and the ones burned in the lobby. Many are made of good wood ~ www.novelhall.com ~ and there is a Bogu shelf made of yellow rosewood. "

Jiang Feng suddenly realized that the fish was missing.

Fortunately, it was not burnt. If the cabinet is burnt, Zhang Chu's memory will be buried with the cabinet.

"Your hands are okay? Do you want to go to the hospital to see, there is a small clinic here, do you want to go to the nurses to see." Lu Sheng still cares more about Jiang Feng's hands.

"No, it's just a small wound, much shallower than the wound cut by a knife. It is estimated that it will be better tomorrow." Jiang Feng didn't care much about his hand, he was more concerned about the memory he just touched.

Why was it found on the top of the cabinet?

Could Zhang Chu go to the top of the cabinet when he was idle?

"Boss Lu, I'll go out and make a call first." Jiang Feng decided to read the memory first.

"It's almost time to eat, remember to come back early." Lu Sheng reminded.

Jiang Feng nodded, went downstairs and left Yongheju, walked along the road for about three minutes, and found a small convenience store with seats and no one on the other side but also inside. Jiang Feng walked into the convenience store and casually bought a Coke and sat on the chair.

Jiang Feng glanced back at the clerk a bit, and the clerk was playing the phone without looking at himself.

Jiang Feng slightly lowered his head, looked at the table, and looked at the property panel. It looked like he was going around on the table. Although it's a little weird, it's not too weird. After all, the social animal is under heavy pressure. If you are stopped by the traffic police, you may cry with the police uncle who issued your own ticket.

Jiang Feng selected [Zhang Chu's memory], clicked Yes, and was immediately surrounded by mist.

total darkness.