Zhao Dong didn't want to pay attention to it at first, maybe because he had a guilty conscience, so he pricked up his ears and listened for a while.
There was a scream, followed by a "plop", and someone fell.
Zhao Dong secretly thought, "Oh no," and without thinking too much, he turned off the monitor, opened the door, and rushed out.
A woman fell down in the corridor. She was young, in her twenties, rubbing her ankles, with pain written all over her face.
Seeing no one around, Zhao Dong couldn't help but ask, "How are you, are you okay?"
The girl wanted to cry but had no tears, and kept screaming.
Zhao Dong could only test: "Shall I help you up first?"
The girl put her arm on Zhao Dong's arm, stood up limpingly, and followed Zhao Dong into the office.
Sitting on the sofa, she stretched her legs and took a look. It was nothing serious, but it hurt a lot from the fall and her stockings were stained.
The girl rubbed her legs and complained: "I don't know who is so wicked. He even sprinkled water on the corridor and didn't wipe it clean."
Zhao Dong reassured, "Can you still leave? Do you need me to help you call someone over to take a look?"
The girl waved her hand, "It's okay. I'll be fine after I rest for a while."
"By the way, thank you."
Seeing that Zhao Dong looked unfamiliar, she asked curiously, "Are you new here? Why haven't I seen you before?"
Zhao Dong was about to answer the call when a strange sound suddenly came from the computer speaker.
The girl was stunned.
Zhao Dong understood what was going on in an instant, cursed, and hurriedly turned off the power of the chassis.
The girl's face was already flushed with embarrassment, and her eyes looking at Zhao Dong were full of disgust and disgust.
Zhao Dong was rarely embarrassed, and his face turned red, "I'm sorry, don't misunderstand..."
The girl didn't listen. She raised her hand and slapped her, "Rogue! Pervert!"
There was a snap.
Zhao Dong did not avoid it, his cheeks felt a little hot.
Without waiting for any further explanation, the girl limped out of the office.
Zhao Dong stood there with a grimace, extremely annoyed.
He never expected that there would be a stereo, let alone that bastard Old Shen would hide such a movie in his computer.
What to do now?
It doesn't matter if the girl misunderstands you. If this matter spreads in the new company, it will be really embarrassing and will be thrown into grandma's house.
More importantly, if Shen Quanhai knew that he had secretly touched his computer, how would he explain it?
When Zhao Dong came to his senses and tried to chase him out, there was no one in the corridor.
Zhao Dong wanted to cry but had no tears. This was really a case of dying before he left the army!
…
It was not time to get off work, and Zhao Dong was waiting outside the door early.
He had no idea which department the girl belonged to, and he didn't know who to ask.
Besides, even if he knew which department the girl worked in, he wouldn't dare to explain it to her face.
I can only stay here and wait for others to get off work, and resolve this matter privately before it becomes a big deal.
Soon, it was time to get off work, and the employees walked out in twos and threes.
Until everyone was gone, Zhao Dong didn't see the girl.
Just as she was wondering, Sophie called and said she had some work at hand and asked Zhao Dong to go home first instead of picking her up.
Zhao Dong had no choice but to wait until tomorrow.
…
I got in the car and went home, bought some food on the way, and started preparing dinner after I got home.
Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door.
Zhao Dong calculated the time and estimated that Sophie was coming back. He didn't bother to wipe his hands and opened the door and said, "Didn't you bring the key..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly froze.
There was indeed a person standing outside the door, but it was not Sophie.
The woman is about thirty years old, with her hair tied into a bun at the back of her head. She has a very easy-going temperament, and her eyes are downcast and as gentle as water.
Zhao Dong withdrew his gaze and said, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"
The woman flipped her hair and said apologetically: "Hello, my name is Zhang Tong. I am your neighbor and live next door."
"You moved here yesterday, right?"
"I originally wanted to come over and say hello, but there were many guests at your house, so I didn't bother you."
Zhao Dong asked politely, "Is there something wrong with Miss Zhang?"
Zhang Tong explained: "That's it, can I borrow a lighter from you?"
Afraid that Zhao Dong would misunderstand, she hurriedly said, "It's like this. My gas stove suddenly stopped burning, and I don't smoke..."
Zhao Dong took out a lighter and handed it over, "Light it first, then turn on the gas. Be careful when lighting it."
Zhang Tong was startled, "Ah? Is it dangerous?"
Zhao Dong explained, "Just don't keep your hands too close."
Seeing Zhang Tong's troubled expression, he understood, "How about... I go and help you take a look?"
Zhang Tong breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you very much!"
The two families are not far apart, only about ten meters apart.
As Zhang Tong opened the door, a little girl in the room said timidly: "Mom, who is this uncle?"
Zhang Tong was stunned and apologized: "I'm sorry, I haven't asked you your last name yet?"
Zhao Dong said casually, "My surname is Zhao."
Zhang Tong picked up his daughter and said, "Call Uncle Zhao!"
The girl shouted softly, "Hello, Uncle Zhao!"
Zhao Dong responded with a smile.
The two apartments were similar in size. He didn't change his slippers. He went to the kitchen to check and quickly found the cause of the disease. "The gas stove is not broken, but it is out of power. Is there a battery at home?"
Zhang Tong shook his head, "No, how about I buy it?"
Zhao Dong waved his hand, "Forget it, wait a moment, I should have it at home."
Yesterday when I moved, I bought two sections. He replaced them in twos and twos, and with a slight twist, the gas stove was successfully ignited.
The girl said happily: "Wow, Uncle Zhao is great, are you a superman?"
Zhang Tong was helpless, "Xin Meng, please don't joke around."
Zhao Dong smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll go back first."
Zhang Tong sent the person to the door, "Mr. Zhao, thank you."
Zhao Dong said casually, "Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, so there is no need to be polite."
Zhang Tong suddenly said: "By the way, it was your wife who went out this morning, right?"
Zhao Dong was surprised, "Do you know each other?"
Zhang Tong waved his hand, "I don't know you. We met in person this morning when I sent my daughter to kindergarten."
"Mr. Zhao is so lucky, and his wife is very elegant!"
"I've caused you trouble today. If you have time, please come to my house with your wife."
Zhao Dong thanked him and then left.
…
When I got home, I saw a pair of high heels at the door, leaning crookedly on the side.
Zhao Dong followed the sound to the kitchen.
Beside the stove, there is a graceful figure with a back, chatting away.
Zhao Dong tiptoed forward and suddenly hugged her from behind.
Sophie was startled, screamed, and stamped her feet hurriedly: "Zhao Dong, you scared me to death, be careful to burn you!"
Zhao Dong refused and said, "Catch a thief."
Sophie said coquettishly, "I'm not a thief. Didn't you stew it for me to drink?"
Zhao Dong leaned close to her ear and said, "The stew is for my wife to drink. Are you my wife?"
Sophie was so itchy that she turned her head away, "What do you think?"
Zhao Dong was reluctant, "You have to prove it!"
Sophie put down the spoon, "How to prove it?"
Zhao Dong came forward and said, "Kiss me!"
Sophie pushed him away, "I don't want the smell of cigarette smoke..."
Before he could finish speaking, his lips were suddenly sealed by him.
Immediately afterwards, a hand lifted up the corner of his clothes...