Chapter 345： the air is suddenly quiet

Chapter 345 The air is suddenly quiet

After several days of adjustment, Song Yueliang's mood on the brink gradually improved.

It's just that people are still in the hospital, making the illusion that they are being treated.

With Chen Mo around, the company can handle things for the time being.

Fu Yanchi was diagnosed by the old director who shook his head and sighed, and was transferred from the intensive care unit to the VIP ward, where he was taken care of by his family and "waited for death" according to fate.

The couple sat at the desk in the ward, burying their heads in handling official business together.

From time to time, the childish man and woman sitting on the other end of the room who are putting on makeup can be heard chattering, and the originally cold ward looks extraordinarily lively.

"Fu Yanchi, how long do we have to stay in the hospital?" Yanxi began to miss the days of spending time in the factory every day. It was a bit busy, but fulfilling.

Now I stay in the hospital every day and pretend to be depressed, and I am so idle that mushrooms are growing on the top of my head.

"Wait a few more days," Fu Yanchi took the time to glance at the young man, "What's the rush? Isn't there a sunspot watching the company?"

Yan Xi sullenly said, "Then there is still a factory."

"There are also the old village chief and the second uncle of the Chen family in the factory. If someone provokes trouble, Wang Jianzhong can hold the line."

"..."

Saying that he is useless at all, Yan Xi is irritable.

He can't even catch up with Wang Jianzhong now?

His face tilted, and his forehead was hit again, "Don't move! Can you still melt properly? My sister told you that you are really not as important as you think in the factory and the company. Without you, nothing will happen!"

"Are you a woman with so much strength?" Yan Xi became angry, and deliberately glanced at the woman's chest, "No wonder you are called 'Uncle', you have a genetic mutation?"

Dong Wangshu paused, his expression distorted, "Gene mutation? My mother is very predictable! Your eyes are blurry and you can't see!"

"I see, it's flat."

Dong Wangshu, with his violent temper, took off his coat and smashed it on the young man's face, "If you have the guts, watch it again!"

She wore a tight-fitting sweater today. After taking off the bloated coat, the sweater clings to her body and outlines a graceful curve.

In order to make Yanxi speechless, she deliberately straightened her body.

Plump just hit the tip of Yanxi's nose, and the faint smell of perfume penetrated into the nasal cavity.

The four eyes met, and the air was suddenly quiet.

Song Yueliang had already covered Fu Yanchi's face with a book, but this move was just better than nothing.

She sighed, "Why don't you discuss it slowly in another place?"

Over there, the young men and women have already blushed, and they quickly distanced themselves from each other, looking at the sky, and those wearing coats.

"Cough, Yueyue, I'll come to see you tomorrow, the wholesale market is busy, I'm leaving first!" Dong Wangshu slipped away so fast that he didn't even dare to turn his head.

When he got out of the ward, he slapped himself twice.

Mad.

Her brain was caught by the door?

What is the outcome of the fight with that childish ghost?

I lost my famous name in an instant!

Don't meet again in the future!

"Sister-in-law, you saw that I didn't bully your girlfriend, she attacked me first with her body." In the ward, Yan Xi tried hard to make amends for herself.

Song Yueliang, "Well, what's wrong with your eyes?"

"..." Yanxi lowered her head and pretended to look for her elder brother, "I'll make a call to Heizi, heck, take your time to deal with business, don't worry about me."

Sneaking into the bathroom, Yanxi punched the air with a set of combined punches, and then pretended to make a phone call.

Got to fight.

Otherwise, if someone asked later, but he never called Heizi at all, wouldn't that be a blatant lie?

Don't be ashamed anymore.

"Hello, Heizi? Well, it's me, Yanxi, ah, have you eaten yet? Didn't you? That's okay, goodbye."

Heizi is in the office of the business manager of the company.

I didn't go to work until the next year, but I was called over temporarily to look at the venue, so the office was also temporarily designated.

Except for a set of desks and chairs and a landline, there is nothing, it is empty.

It’s past six o’clock in the afternoon, instructing his salesman to be busy, and he has been spinning like a spinning top for most of the day.

Just stopped, already hungry.

He could bear it at first, but someone called and asked him if he had eaten?

Looking at the phone that had already been hung up, Heizi was silent for a while, then spit out two words, "Are you sick?"

It's time to get off work.

Master Hei does not work overtime.

Picking up his jacket and walking out of the company, he started the Yamaha that was parked at the door of the company. Heizi slammed the accelerator and drove back to Taoxi Village.

The company arranged a temporary dormitory for him.

He never lived in it once.

When it’s time to get off work, I habitually go home.

Maybe, he accepts the bed.

My father-in-law and mother-in-law cook extra meals every day, so he has to go back and help with some.

Otherwise there will be leftovers.

It will be the end of the new year in a few days.

From the Qiqi accident to the present, for nearly half a month, the atmosphere in Taoxi Village has been bad.

In the first two years, when the Chinese New Year was approaching, the faces of all the old and young in the village were always full of smiles, looking forward to the arrival of the New Year.

But this year everyone is not happy, worrying about the situation of Qiqi's family.

The gate of the small fenced courtyard was closed for more than ten days, and there was no smell of fireworks.

Especially at night, the yard is pitch-black, and the villagers are not used to it.

Every day, many people make a special detour to take a look in the yard.

Chen Jianhe and the old village head came here every day.

Clean the yard, clear the snow, tidy up the firewood in the stove, and replace the water tank with fresh water.

In case they come back, they can have clean water to use.

Zhang Xifeng's vegetable garden, Luo Yuqiong and Lin Cuifang's family also came to visit every other day, weeding and loosening the ridges.

Watch the time and sprinkle some vegetable seeds on the vegetable field to ensure that there are no green vegetables in the vegetable garden.

Someone came over from time to time to help strengthen the fence around the yard, and stood by the gate for a while.

Even Goudan and Huazi usually choose the fenced courtyard when they get together. I heard the adults say that people often walk around in the yard, so they don't lose popularity.

Everyone misses Granny Zhang, Qiqi, and Uncle Fu and Aunt Song who are very kind to them.

Chen Jian and his family have been eating late for dinner recently.

Lin Cuifang looked at the time and started cooking at seven o'clock, so that when Heizi came back around eight o'clock, he would be in time to eat.

It has been like this for ten days in a row, and it has become a habit by now.

It gets dark quickly in winter, and it’s already dark at seven o’clock.

A brazier was set up in the main room, and Chen Jianhe sat chatting with the old village chief by the brazier.

Both of them frowned.

"Oh, I don't know what happened to Qi Qi and Xiao Fu." The old village chief sighed deeply, with uncontrollable worry in his eyes.

"It will be fine, Qiqi is a blessed child." Chen Jianhe replied, but his brows did not relax.

The city hospital was guarded by layers of bodyguards, and Heizi said that outsiders were not allowed to visit.

There is no news so far, how can we not worry?

"Is Heizi coming back soon?"

"Hurry up, Xiaoxi has to stay in the hospital. The company is temporarily under the supervision of Heizi. She is very busy. She doesn't get off work until after five or six o'clock every day, and it will be after eight o'clock when she rushes back." Chen Jianhe glanced outside, "Today It's snowing, the road is slippery in snowy weather, the motorcycle driven by the bastard, don't get slippery on the road."

As soon as the voice fell, a motorbike roared and roared from far to near.

The man's face relaxed a little.

The old village head also sat up straight.

Now they want to know Qiqi's news, and they have to rely on Heizi to help them find out a little bit.