Chapter 442 The traditional jade seal among the root carvings [1]

After completing the material negotiation from Lengfeng Group, Yang Xiaolan saw that the company was busy with decoration materials. Because it still needed to build an earthquake-resistant building, the material still had to be top-notch. """")

After hearing what Li Xuan said, Yang Xiaolan felt that it was not suitable for her to stay in the Tianfeng Group Zhengqing Company headquarters building for the time being, because Zhang Wufeng and Suru wanted to visit here and stay for a few days before going to Myanmar, so she borrowed

The company's affairs came to the city of Jinan.

At this moment, she was sitting in a taxi. When she subconsciously looked out the window, a beggar who was leaning on the garbage dump just raised his head.

Seeing the appearance of this beggar, Yang Xiaolan was shocked.

"Driver, stop the car."

Yang Xiaolan said thoughtfully.

"Well, okay." The taxi driver immediately parked the car on the side of the road. Yang Xiaolan opened the door and looked at the beggar in the distance.

Looking again at this time, Yang Xiaolan found that the beggar still raised his head and looked towards a road on her side.

In front of this road, there are two girls holding hands with each other, leaving only their slim and beautiful backs.

However, when I looked at the beggar again, the familiar feeling suddenly disappeared. There were actually a lot of scar-like messy things on the beggar's face.

"Well, what's going on? Could it be that I was too immersed in it and was blinded by what I saw?" Yang Xiaolan couldn't help but hesitate. At this moment, she stared at the beggar, and she felt a little thoughtful in her heart.

"No, I definitely saw it right just now, and this person's figure is really similar to him, even though he is a beggar..." Yang Xiaolan glanced at the beggar again, and then remembered this person's figure in her heart

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She seems to have a very strong feeling, or this matter will be a very serious matter in the future, or this matter is very important.

But why it was important, why it was relevant, she couldn't tell the reason. She only knew that it shouldn't be a mistake to keep this scene in her heart.

Just as he was thinking about it, the taxi driver said: "Beauty, are you going to Fangda Research Institute?"

"Go, go."

"I have to drive when I go there. I will be fined if I park casually on the roadside. Although this area is relatively remote, I can't ignore the police too much. It will be bad if I get caught."

"Well, I know, I'm sorry, just drive."

"It's okay, beauty, sit tight and close the door tightly. I'll drive."

The taxi driver said that and stepped on the accelerator.

The car started to drive slowly. Yang Xiaolan turned her head to look at the beggar again, then shook her head slightly, turned back and leaned on the seat, closed her eyes and rested.

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Zhang Wuming went through a lot of hardships and finally found a job at a construction site, but it was the hardest job. Lifting wood and resisting steel were all his duties. In three days, the entire

The man has become very dark, but his body has become much stronger.

"Hey, there are stupid people like this. They work so hard for others, and I don't even pay them much money. What a pig." A young man who looked three to four years younger than Zhang Wuming said mockingly.

"Isn't it? Don't tell me, such bird eggs are really rare. I admire you, I admire you." Another guy of average size also looked at Zhang Wuming who was eating in Fengjuan Canyun and stood with his thumb upside down mockingly.

"Eat and eat, don't do so many things. You can do whatever others want. Why are you so talkative?" said a middle-aged man. He walked up to Zhang Wuming and patted his shoulder and said, "Young man, don't mind.

Young people today are so open-minded and don’t mean anything malicious..." The middle-aged man said with a smile and continued to eat.

"It's okay. For me, I'm very satisfied if I can have a full meal." Zhang Wuming doesn't care about other people's opinions. He lives a very realistic life now and doesn't need to care about what others think of him. For this job,

He begged for several hours.

"Why do you say that you will be satisfied after just one meal? Today's young people are very ambitious and full of ideas. Why do you say that? Has anything happened to you?" the middle-aged man said doubtfully.

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Zhang Wuming raised his head and looked at the dark-faced middle-aged man with a wry smile and said, "Reality is cruel. I don't know what fantasy is. I only care about the present. The past has passed, and I don't care much."

Seeing that Zhang Wuming didn't want to talk about his past experiences, the middle-aged man said a few words enthusiastically and left.

Zhang Wuming stood on the periphery of the construction site, watching the passing vehicles and slowly smoking, recalling the three days he had experienced here, the hardships? Tiredness? And the ridicule and cold looks from others? He didn't care about these, he cared.

What's more important is whether a fulfilling life can be guaranteed now. Although it has only been completed for three days, the construction site is already in the final stage and will be completed soon.

"Hey" Mo Ming's sigh proved that he was still hesitating about life at this time.

The atmosphere on the construction site is the dullest when working. As long as the foreman and supervisor are not here, many people are slacking off. Only Zhang Wuming, an outlier, is the most diligent one. He does not care about other people's opinions and continues to work diligently.

"**, doesn't he mean to make things difficult for us? The sooner the project is completed, the less money we will get. He alone is more powerful than the three of us. Try to get rid of him." One of the three young people looked at it.

But go ahead and say it.

"What way? What way?" The companion's idea was immediately supported by the other two people, who gathered around him.

When the young man saw the two of them looking at him with an enigmatic smile, he raised his fingers and said, "Come here, let's..." A small conspiracy against Zhang Wuming unfolded.

"Are you ready?" one of the young men said.

"Okay" the other two people replied at the same time.

"Okay, everyone, get ready. The three-story building is so high. You must aim carefully. Don't kill anyone, otherwise we won't be able to escape." The young man who just gave the suggestion said cautiously, watching the two of them click on it at the same time.

He nodded and said softly, then watched the bricks fall down.

If Zhang Wuming was in motion, they would naturally not dare to do such a thing so unscrupulously, but he happened to have a job that was to load all the excess sand and gravel into the car. His feet basically stopped in one place and did not move much. This can only be blamed.

His luck is really bad.

The brick fell quickly and hit Zhang Wuming's leg bone accurately with a "bang" sound.

The loud impact, accompanied by Zhang Wuming's painful cry, caused the construction site to become silent for a moment.

Zhang Wuming threw away the shovel in his hand, hugged his bloody foot and cried out in pain on the ground.

Zhang Wuming's voice immediately attracted all the staff at work, and they rushed over to see what happened. Seeing that Zhang Wuming's foot was injured, most people gathered around to take pleasure in his misfortune, but no one was willing to help.

The middle-aged man came over with concern and asked a few words. When he was about to help him buy medicine, he was pulled away by other workers on the construction site. Zhang Wuming looked at the extremely indifferent crowd and felt unwilling again. This

The world is like this. When you violate the interests of others, you are harming yourself.

"The foreman is here, the foreman is here" came a voice, and then a fat middle-aged man walked out from the crowd, holding a glamorous woman with heavy makeup in his arms, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and looked at Zhang with some dissatisfaction.

nameless.

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"Okay, you can go." In the office, the foreman handed the money to Zhang Wuming and said unceremoniously.

"Foreman, I..." Zhang Wuming was deprived of his right to speak before he could speak.

"You're leaving, but you're still not leaving? Didn't we get less money for you? It's a whole thousand, do you think it's easy for us to make money? We don't accept useless people on the construction site. If you don't leave, we will call for them.

"Dear baby, don't you think so?" The charming woman shamelessly clung to the foreman regardless of the presence of everyone.

"Yes, yes, yes, get him out of here, why don't you get out of here?" The foreman's eyes were full of obscene looks, and he couldn't care about anything else. The charming woman could agree to anything, and then turned everyone around.

He rushed out and closed the door tightly.

The others did not look at Zhang Wuming and continued to work. The middle-aged man came over to comfort him for a few words and left.

Zhang Wuming stood outside the office door, his eyes a little indifferent. If there was no improvement, he would...

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Loneliness is not just when you are alone. Zhang Wuming was walking alone on the bustling street, watching the people around him greeting their friends or busy doing something, but no one wanted to pay attention to him at all.

Cigarettes are companions when people are lonely. Wisps of white smoke are like bursts of melancholy wandering under the bright lights. Wanderers have no home. For a person who is destined to wander, he can only wander around the world. Pain is especially when people are lonely.

Intense sensory stimulation and spiritual trauma are all injuries that cannot be healed by themselves. It is like an invisible knife inserted deeply into one's heart. It hurts but there is no way to start. Zhang Wuming held it in his mouth

With tears, he misses his relatives in his vague memory. He has never had any thoughts of inferiority because he is an orphan. Maybe he is really too tired and there is no place for him in this bustling city with crowds of people.

place.

Simple decadence can best express a person's scars. Zhang Wuming leaned gently on the lamppost under the light and started smoking cigarettes one after another. He didn't know how long it had been, and the crowded flow of people had slowed down.

Slowly becoming rarer, the bright lights gradually dimmed, the noisy city gradually fell into silence, and the barking of dogs began to sound one after another. "Hey, it's another day," he said with a sigh.

The autumn breeze was filled with the turbid smell of dust, blowing Zhang Wuming's long hair. For so long, he didn't know what it meant to take care of life. Of course, he was not a person who knew how to take care of himself. When he thought of

When he was hungry and looked at others with indifference, he understood that no matter how important the thing in the world was, there was nothing more important than filling his stomach.

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Many people walking on the embankment river have dispersed, and the remaining residents nearby carried various tools and set up beds here to sleep. Zhang Wuming, a lonely wanderer, could only sleep in a willow tree beside the river.

He continued to smoke a dull cigarette. He no longer knew how much he smoked, but his chaotic heart was always restless. He didn't know where his uneasiness came from, and it was getting stronger and stronger.

Zhang Wuming stood up without warning, and threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground. There were still a few sparks, and the fire particles flashed under the breeze and floated into the distance. He stood on the bridge of the embankment river, carrying a load of fire.

After entering the water, a huge splash woke up the sleeping people. When they reacted, they could only see a group of rippling water, but no one was there.

Now the crowd started to make a noise, thinking that someone had committed suicide by jumping into the river. They all watched excitedly. Two citizens who knew how to swim had already jumped into the water to look for traces of the diver. After a few minutes, no one was found.

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Naturally, nothing will happen to Zhang Wuming who dived into the water. His natural aquatic temperament and superb skills are almost the only thing he can be proud of. "Pfft", after feeling that his emotions have gradually calmed down, Zhang Wuming got out of the water and was immediately frightened.

The few brave citizens who were looking for him screamed in horror that there was a ghost, and climbed onto the shore as fast as they could. Zhang Wuming showed his head in the water and smiled innocently, doing various postures, but he heard everything

The person said "cut" and they all went back to sleep. No one paid attention to him anymore. He felt bored. When he was about to climb ashore, he inadvertently noticed his own shadow on the water. He didn't know it for a long time.
To be continued...