Before getting off work, Zhou Song shut down the computer, and Han Feilu's phone call came right away. He answered the phone and walked out: "I'm off work, where are you? Sister Liu's food stall? Is this a place name? How do I know Liu
Where is my sister’s food stall? Could you please give me the precise address to the road, lane and number, or send me the location directly? I’m really impressed with you, WeChat location, please go find it, old man.”
It is now off-duty time, and it is also one of the most frequently used times for elevators. The three elevators are all surrounded by employees in this building. Zhou Song looked around for a moment and estimated in his mind that he would have to wait at least five or six minutes for his turn to enter the elevator.
He looked to the east and saw that there was an elevator on the east side of the corridor adjacent to the stairwell. It was empty and there was no one there. Although there was no explicit regulation, this elevator was an elevator exclusively for the leadership by convention.
Seeing that there was no one queuing up there, Zhou Song hesitated and walked over. For him, as long as the functions of these elevators are the same, there is no difference in the number of people taking the elevator. Unless the sky elevator is not available, other elevators are
There is something really wrong with people who can distinguish between upper and lower classes even when riding on an elevator.
He folded his arms and waited for the elevator, ignoring the glances of the employees next to him. The elevator door opened quickly, and he stepped in. After taking only one step, he braked suddenly, turned around and walked away. The moment the elevator opened just now,
He saw Liang Xie and Zhou Lingjun standing inside. Liang Xie put his mobile phone between him and Zhou Lingjun. The two of them didn't know what they were looking at. They probably didn't realize that he was the one who wanted to enter the elevator just now.
However, he underestimated Liang Xie's eyesight. After walking a few steps, he heard Liang Xie shouting from behind him: "Stop!"
Zhou Song stopped, unwilling to turn around, and said with a smile: "Brother Xie."
Liang Xie blocked the elevator door with his hand, leaned out and looked at him: "Why are you running? Come back."
Zhou Song could only turn back, walk into the elevator, and stood obediently against the car wall, not daring to look at Zhou Lingjun's face: "Brother."
As soon as he came in, Zhou Lingjun stared at his red hair, his brows furrowed like a knot: "What's going on with the hair?"
After Zhou Song dyed his hair, he foresaw the consequences of being seen by Zhou Lingjun, so he avoided going upstairs in the company today and deliberately avoided Zhou Lingjun. He never thought that the boat would capsize in the gutter and bumped into Zhou Lingjun. He lowered his head and whispered: "I
...dyed.”
Zhou Lingjun looked very stern: "I know you dyed it, is it possible that you were born with it? Why did you dye it such a frivolous color?"
Liang Xiao stood aside and watched with a wicked smile on his face.
Zhou Song caught a glimpse of his unconcerned face, and had an idea: "Brother Ah Xie and I lost the bet, and I'm willing to admit defeat."
Zhou Lingjun became even more angry and turned to look at Liang Xie: "Did you let him dye it?"
The fire suddenly burned Liang Xie, and Liang Xie immediately realized that Zhou Song wanted to support him, but he did not dare to expose Zhou Song's trick because he was afraid of provoking Zhou Song's revenge in the future. He had learned from the past, Zhou Song had gotten into trouble before.
The pot was handed to him, but he threw it back. As a result, Zhou Songji hated him and made trouble for him for a month in a row, making him live a month of uneasy life. Now that Zhou Song has grown up, his methods will only be better than before.
It's even worse, and it's even worse to mess with.
In order to eliminate future troubles, Liang Jie had no choice but to take advantage of her once: "I, he, I was joking with him, but who knew he would actually get pregnant?"
Zhou Lingjun never scolded Liang Xie too much, and even reserved his authority and trust for Liang Xie in front of Zhou Song. No matter how displeased he was, he could only wipe away 70% of his anger and said: "If you lose the bet this time, you made him dye red."
Hair, let him shave his head bald next time? Take him to get it dyed tomorrow."
Liang Xie said "Okay", then looked at Zhou Song and gritted his teeth.
Zhou Song turned away from him and raised one corner of his lips proudly.
Seeing his evil smile, Liang Xiao was furious, so she deliberately caused trouble for him: "Put your clothes on, your buttons are all unbuttoned to your belly button."
In order to be cool, Zhou Song left his suit jacket open, without a tie, and unbuttoned his shirt to the third button. Although it looked a bit undignified, it was still a long way from exposing his belly button.
Zhou Song: "You don't care about me, I'm cool."
When Zhou Lingjun heard this, he frowned and his anger gradually returned: "What is your attitude? Is what Ah Xie said wrong? Can you find a second employee in the whole building who is as disheveled as you? Take a look.
The way you look now, you don’t have a straight face or a straight dress. You even threw your colleague’s cell phone into the water a few days ago. You haven’t learned any rules at work for so long. You are becoming more and more free and loose, and you have learned some cunning and surly bad temper.”
Zhou Song did not dare to say a word, lowered his head and fastened the buttons silently.
The elevator door opened, and Zhou Lingjun strode out, followed closely by Zhou Song and Liang Xiao. Zhou Lingjun said: "Now it seems that letting you live alone is raising a worm. No one is watching you, so you just let yourself go and die."
Margin. Go back and pack your things tonight and move in with me tomorrow."
When Zhou Song heard this, he was like a thunderbolt, and he was stunned for several seconds. Then he ran a few steps quickly, grabbed Liang Xie, distanced himself from Zhou Lingjun, and asked in a low voice: "What should I do?"
Liang Xie was also a little panicked, but glanced at him calmly: "What should I do?"
Zhou Song said anxiously: "I don't want to talk to you -"
Zhou Lingjun walked quickly and had already gone out through the glass door of the lobby on the first floor, but people kept passing by, and there were so many people. Liang Xie covered his mouth before he finished shouting: "You shout louder, I will
I’ll help you move tonight.”
The two walked out of the office building, Zhou Song said: "If you dare to help me move, I will move in. I don't believe you will have an easier time than me."
Liang Xie said: "Don't worry, I'll find a solution." After that, he walked towards the parking lot.
Zhou Song took out his mobile phone and Han Feilu sent a location. He walked to the roadside and took a taxi. He told the driver the address and the taxi immediately drove away quickly. The driver was an old driver and had serious road rage.
While driving, he cursed at the cars around him and braked suddenly on the road. Even Zhou Song, who rarely gets car sick, also turned pale in the car.
After finally getting off the bus, he stood on the roadside and took a few deep breaths before looking for 'Sister Liu's Food Stall' in the shops on both sides of the road. Suddenly he heard a whistle from across the street. He followed the sound and saw Han Feilu.
She stood on the roadside and waved to him, waving her arms like a windshield wiper.
He crossed the street and walked over. Han Feilu bit a toothpick and looked at him with squinted eyes. It wasn't until he came to him that he took off the toothpick, pointed to his head, and asked: "This is a wig?"
?”
Zhou Song shook his hair confidently and raised his chin: "Really."
Han Feilu: "...When did you dye it?"
Zhou Song: "That day at the barber shop, I dyed my hair right after you left."
Han Feilu still didn't believe it, so he reached out to touch it, lifted up a strand of Zhou Song's hair and looked at it carefully, and then he believed that Zhou Song really had dyed red hair. He looked at Zhou Song's face and was stunned for a while, then he suppressed a sentence: