In the morning, Zhao Gang opened his eyes and touched his mobile phone as a habit, but he touched a shoe.

He looked around and suddenly realized.

"I'm Zhao Gang, it's 2002, and I didn't have a mobile phone at this time."

Last night, he washed all the dirty dishes and clothes, and tidied up the messy house again.

He was a little uncomfortable doing these long-lost tasks, and when he finished them all, he was actually a little sweaty.

After scrubbing myself and preparing to go to bed, I realized that the bed was not that easy to get into - Li Haoning's small body was stretched out into a "big" shape, lying squarely in the center of the bed.

Zhao Gang tried several times to retract Li Haoning's hands and feet to make a place for himself to lie down, but he failed every time.

I don’t know how this annoying boy developed such a bad habit.

Since I can't get into bed, I have to sleep on the floor.

Zhao Gang pulled a mat and spread it on the ground, then fell down and caught himself.

I seemed to have had a lot of dreams at night, which were so chaotic that I can’t remember them clearly.

It was already dawn, Zhao Gang got up and put on the shoes that he had just mistaken for a mobile phone. Suddenly he heard Li Haoning on the bed shout: "Oh! It feels so uncomfortable!"

When I got closer and took a look, I saw that this kid was still lying on his hands and knees in the middle of the bed, but there was a big puddle of wetness under him.

Wetting the bed.

When the sun rose, a mattress with a "map" painted on it was set up on the clothesline next to the big locust tree.

"Zhao Gang, didn't you go to work? Have you changed your career to a bedsheet painter?"

I don’t know who shouted this outside the window.

After hearing this, Zhao Gang didn't bother to blush. He was excited in his heart: "Yes, I still have to go to work! How could I forget this?"

But what do I, Zhao Gang, do? Where is my workplace?

As chairman, there are very few occasions when Zhao Gang needs to care about time. They are just holding board meetings, meeting important guests, and attending forums and seminars. On these occasions, he never misses every second.

On weekdays, he does not need to clock in. Any time may be the time for him to come to the company, and any time may be the time for him to leave the company.

Some employees working overtime have seen the chairman walk into his office at four in the morning, and some security guards on night shift have seen the chairman's car leaving the company garage at two in the morning.

His access control card is different from that of all other employees. It mainly has two functions. First, he will not leave traces in the background whenever he swipes the card. Second, he can swipe every access control in the office building...<

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Since Zhao Gang is an office worker, he should have a personal work card.

Look for it.

It is not difficult to find a job card in a place where your family is as big as your palm.

I found it. It was a semi-old plastic cover with a paper card with a photo inside - this is an old-fashioned attendance card.

Looking in the mirror, I look exactly like the photo on the attendance card.

Look at the words on the attendance card again. Name: Zhao Gang, unit: Machining Workshop No. 2, age: 21 years old, position: worker.

She is really young, but she must be doing hard work.

Along with the attendance card, there is also a seniority leave note.

When he saw the time on the leave note, Zhao Gang not only breathed a sigh of relief, he was almost ecstatic - he actually still had three days off!

This is like opening an IOU to see how much debt you owe, only to find that it is an IOU that someone else owes you money.

These three days are really precious. You can use them to sort out the current situation, or at least figure out how you can survive in this inexplicable ghost place.

What worries him the most is how to see his beloved daughter Zhao Yefei again.

When he thought of Zhao Yefei, he couldn't help but have red circles in his eyes, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a bang behind me, followed by Li Haoning's harsh cry.

Zhao Gang turned his head in disgust and saw Li Haoning crawling on the ground, with a bed board pressing on him.

This bed was originally spliced ​​together, and the mattress was taken out to dry. Without anything to hold it on, it would be difficult to maintain balance.

For some reason, Li Haoning didn't step on it properly, and the bed board on the edge suddenly moved sideways. As a result, he and the board fell to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Gang was furious.

There were not many opportunities for Zhao Yefei's image to appear in front of him. The so-called chance is rare, but just now, the memory black hole in his mind opened up, revealing Zhao Yefei's angelic face. Before he could take a closer look, , but was disturbed by this annoying guy Li Haoning.

Zhao Gang's roar made Li Haoning stunned for a moment, and then his crying stopped.

With a straight face, Zhao Gang helped the silent Li Haoning up and pressed him on the small stool on the side. He then leaned over to pick up the bed board that had fallen to the ground and put it back on the bed frame.

When he turned around again, he saw Li Haoning tilted from the stool, slipped down, and fell to the ground.

Zhao Gang was shocked. When he looked at the child's face, he saw that his lips were purple and his face was ashen.

I leaned closer to listen to my breathing, but there was nothing at all.

When I felt my pulse, I couldn't feel anything except that my hands were trembling.

Zhao Gang's legs are weak.

At the critical moment, the black hole of memory in his mind opened its mouth, and images flashed by suddenly.

Zhao Gang concentrated for a moment, stretched out his hand to make a move, and within a few moments, he heard Li Haoning burst into tears, breathed out, and his complexion immediately recovered.

Li Haoning cried for a while before he calmed down, and Zhao Gang let out a long breath.

What the hell is wrong with this kid?

When he cries, he loses his temper. If he does this, he won’t even dare to cry in the future. His crying will kill him.

Looking at the little face with swollen eyes from crying, Zhao Gang felt a sense of bitterness in his heart.

This child was once the darling of his parents. It is completely conceivable how much love "sister" and "brother-in-law" have given Li Haoning during the three years their family has lived together.

Now, the two of them have parted ways, leaving this poor little thing alone in the world.

This unprotected little bird crashed into Zhao Gang's house with a flutter, leaving him baffled and extremely annoyed.

You know, even Zhao Gang himself is completely confused about this strange world he has suddenly plunged into.

I have too much time to take care of myself, and I have to take care of this weird child, which is really a headache.

But if I don't care about him, how many episodes can this poor little guy survive?

In any case, in the days to come, he can only depend on himself.

Thinking of this, Zhao Gang felt affection in his heart. He stretched out his hand to touch Li Haoning's head, but he shook his neck and shook it away.

Obviously, Li Haoning doesn't have a good impression of him, Zhao Gang.

No matter whether they like each other or not, since they are going to hang out together for a long time, there must be a sense of ceremony when opening the house.

There is no need to light incense and firecrackers, let alone kowtow and salute, let’s settle on the names of each other first.

"What shall I call you from now on?" Zhao Gang asked.

"You can call me whatever you want." Li Haoning replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"Choose one of three, Li Haoning, Haoning, Ningning, which one do you choose?"

"None of them are good, not as good as my mother's."

"What's your name?"

"Stinky."

What kind of stupid name is this?

Zhao Gang shrugged his nose and thought, I still think my room is not smelly enough.

"You could have been called that name when you were a kid, but now that you've grown up, you have to change it." Zhao Gang didn't tolerate any explanation.

"I won't change!" The little guy became stubborn.

Zhao Gang quickly stared at his face to see if he meant to cry.

Fortunately, except for the cold eyes, there is no other strange expression.

Boys are just different from girls. If Zhao Yefei was given such a name, she would be a genius if she didn't make a fuss, but the sullen-faced boy in front of him clings to his nickname.
Chapter completed!