Li Yuanlang looked a little melancholy, but he was unwilling to accept it, so he discussed with the girl whether he could invite the boss to come. He wanted to meet her.

The girl said: "Sir, what's your surname? What do you do?"

"I'm just curious as to whether there could be such a coincidence in the world." Li Yuanlang explained.

"That might disappoint you." The girl apologized and said, "The boss is not here, so you can leave your contact information and wait for him to come back and let him decide whether to contact you."

"Forget it, thank you." Li Yuanlang didn't drink a single sip of the more than 100 tea. After paying the bill, he came out and took out his mobile phone to call Zheng Haixin.

It took a long time for the other party to answer, and he said "hello" lazily.

"Haixin, it's me, Li Yuanlang."

"Oh, I heard it."

"Where are you?"

Zheng Haixin replied: "I'm in Europe. I just closed my eyes after taking a nap, and your call came. What's the matter?"

The time difference between China and Europe is between six and eight hours, and it is even earlier than the other side.

It is now around eight o'clock in the evening, and the other party should be at twelve noon or one or two in the afternoon. It is normal for Zheng Haixin to take a nap.

Li Yuanlang briefly told her about Haixin Tea House.

Zheng Haixin burst into laughter, "You really know how to contact me. How could I open a teahouse in your place when I'm abroad? It's just the same name."

"I think so too, there won't be so many coincidences." After Li Yuanlang laughed at himself, he asked half-jokingly: "Why did you go to Europe? There is not enough for you to play in the country, why don't you get married while traveling, haha

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"Why not." Zheng Haixin said in a very formal tone, "I have always had a wish to travel abroad and get married with the person I love. Now my dream has come true."

Li Yuanlang was startled at first, then shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't lie to me. How could you, a non-marriageist, get married quietly? I don't believe it."

"Yuen Long, do you know there is a word called love at first sight? That's how I feel."

"No way?" Li Yuanlang felt that Zheng Haixin was not joking, and his face immediately showed confusion or...a trace of uneasiness, or else he was disappointed.

"No one can explain everything in the world clearly. Fate is a wonderful thing. If you ask for it sincerely, you will often get nothing. If you don't ask for it, you will come to your door. I won't talk about it anymore, we have to sleep for a while.

, I’m going to a party at the beach in the afternoon, it’s very exotic, I’m hanging up.”

As a busy signal came from the other end of the phone, Li Yuanlang froze, motionless, as if he were a stone statue.

Because the stone is cold, the coldness from the heart to the outside runs through the whole body. Even though the summer is very hot, Li Yuanlang's heart is heavy and cold.

The blows came one after another. His career was demoted, his wife was divorced, his son was robbed, the beauty had a heart to belong to, and all the dissatisfactions in life were all experienced by Li Yuanlang.

Standing on a crowded street, the night sky that was full of stars a moment ago suddenly thundered and rain poured down.

It seemed that he was also complaining about Li Yuanlang and avenging his injustice.

Li Yuanlang did not run around to hide from the rain like others.

Let the big raindrops hit him, and soon his whole body was wet and soaked.

The rain flowed down his face, blurring his eyes and making everything in his vision unclear.

Li Yuanlang dragged his legs, feeling as if they were filled with lead, and moved forward with difficulty.

Water splashed with every step, and it instantly formed a river under your feet, flowing to the lowest point.

The raindrops hit Li Yuanlang and bent his body almost to ninety degrees.

He didn't know what lay ahead, whether it was light or darkness, whether it was a flat plain or an abyss.

That night, Li Yuanlang fell ill with a fever and a cold.

There was no medicine around him, and no one took care of him.

Lying alone on the bed, wrapped tightly in quilt.

His whole body ached, his head was in a daze, and he couldn't buy medicine at all.

I want to take out my mobile phone and use the food delivery app to ask the food delivery boy to help me.

What happened was counterproductive, my hand trembled, my phone fell to the ground, and the screen shattered into pieces, making it unusable.

It really goes with that sentence. When the house leaks, it rains all night. God only picks soft persimmons.

After going to work the next day, Shen Cong looked at Li Yuanlang's empty desk, frowned and muttered: "What's going on with Li Yuanlang? He doesn't come to work, doesn't ask for leave, turns off his cell phone, does he still have some organizational discipline?"

There were three people in the office, except for him. The remaining two acted as if they didn't hear anything. They were busy with whatever they had to do, and there wasn't even anyone to talk to.

Shen Cong was discouraged and walked up to He Wei and said, "Xiao He, go to Li Yuanlang's dormitory and see why he didn't come to work."

He Wei rolled her eyes at Shen Cong and said, "Deputy Chief Shen, I am a girl who is not yet married. It is very inconvenient to go to a men's dormitory rashly."

Her voice is small but penetrating.

Shen Cong was immediately rendered speechless and thought to himself, what a girl, a girl is just like her mother.

I've been with as many people as two football teams, but I'm using this as an excuse.

It's just that he didn't dare to argue with He Wei. Her father, Boss He, was not someone to be trifled with.

So he walked up to Fang Ruxian again and said, "Old Fang..."

Before he could say anything further, Fang Ru touched the frame of his glasses first, raised his eyes and said, "I can go. You can continue writing this manuscript. There isn't much left. It's just a few thousand words short. By the way, Li Ke I’ll ask for it after lunch, don’t forget it.”

Having said that, Fang Ru stood up first and made a gesture to go out.

Shen Cong stopped him quickly, narrowed his eyes, and defended again and again, "I didn't ask you to call Li Yuanlang, I just asked you about the manuscript. Okay, I understand, you continue writing."

When I think about him, the deputy section chief is really suffocating. He can't boss anyone around. The only newbie, Li Yuanlang, is not here yet.

well!

In desperation, Shen Cong had no choice but to succumb to his superiority, walked out of the back door of the office building, and went straight to the two-story building in the backyard.

This small building was built in the 1980s. The downstairs was used as a warehouse, and the upstairs was temporarily converted into a dormitory for district committee employees.

Plastic doors and windows were later replaced, and there was a long corridor with rooms on the other side.

There is no private bathroom in each room, only shared bathrooms, and the conditions are very poor.

It is said to be a staff dormitory, but in fact there are not many people living there, less than ten in total.

It is mainly for newcomers from out of town. Because of the poor conditions, some rent a house directly outside or buy a new home, and some get married and move away. Anyway, those who can live here are basically low-level clerks who are reluctant to rent a house. That kind of.

Unlike the locals in Lugao, outsiders only rely on that small salary. In addition to applying, they also have to send money home. After all the miscellaneous calculations, there is not much left.

Anyway, you don’t have to pay rent to live here, so you can save money if you can.

Shen Cong walked to Li Yuanlang's room and knocked on the door symbolically. When he heard that there was no movement inside, he simply pulled hard and the door lock was broken. He rushed in with an angry look on his face.

I saw Li Yuanlang lying on the bed, curled up under the quilt.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he struggled to sit up, but due to physical weakness, he fell down again, his body pressed against the wooden bed board, making a creaking sound.

When Shen Cong saw something was wrong, he hurried over.

Li Yuanlang's face was pale, his eyes were dull, and his lips were dry and peeling. He raised his hand but was unable to put it down.

"What's wrong with you?" Shen Cong lowered his body and touched Li Yuanlang's forehead with his hand. It was so hot!

"Li Yuanlang, are you sick?"

Li Yuanlang swallowed hard and said feebly: "Shen, Deputy Chief Shen, I, I'm cold..."

"Tell me, you are such an old man, why don't you know how to take care of yourself?" Shen Cong complained. He saw the broken mobile phone that fell on the ground. He picked it up and saw that the screen designation was broken. I wonder if the mobile phone can still be used. build.

Not caring much, he took out his mobile phone and dialed 120 emergency number.

Twenty minutes later, the ambulance drove in from the backyard, and Shen Cong accompanied Li Yuanlang to Xiangyun District People's Hospital.

Even so, the news that 120 entered the district committee building spread quickly.

After hearing the notification on Shen Cong's cell phone, Li Kewei hurriedly reported to Tang Zhi, secretary of the district party committee.

The reason why he did this was because Tang Zhi asked Li Yuanlang and thought that Li Yuanlang might have something to do with Tang Zhi.

Unexpectedly, Tang Zhi was stunned, "Who is Li Yuanlang?"

Li Kewei was a little surprised. Yesterday, Secretary Tang asked, "Have you slept all night and forgotten?"

Of course, he didn't dare to say that, so he immediately reminded: "It's Li Yuanlang who was just transferred to the first secretary section. He came yesterday."

"Oh." Tang Zhi nodded and said thoughtfully: "There are hundreds of people in the district committee, and you reported to me that a staff member is sick. Do you really think that I am idle and have nothing to do? I take care of everyone's eating, drinking and diarrhea." , I am an omnipotent person.”
Chapter completed!