When Lao Wan heard Dudu's voice, he turned around and glared at Sheng Chuncheng fiercely. He was about to curse when the other end of the phone picked up the phone.
"Grandpa, grandpa."
A little girl's voice came over the phone, and Sheng Chuncheng recognized it. It was Wan Jiangang's daughter Qingqing. Sheng Chuncheng was about to tell her to ask your father to answer the phone. Unexpectedly, Lao Wan sat up, and he
She took the phone from Sheng Chuncheng's hand. The hand holding the phone was trembling. At the same time, the voice was also trembling:
"Qingqing, Qingqing, is it Qingqing?"
"Grandpa, I am Qingqing. Grandpa, where are you?"
"Oh oh, oh oh, I am, I am...I am in my own office."
"Grandpa, how are you?" Qingqing asked on the other end of the phone.
"Okay, okay, grandpa is fine..."
"Grandpa, why can't I see you anymore?" Qingqing asked.
Lao Wan's hands and voice trembled even more, and he asked: "Qingqing, tell grandpa, you, you...do you hate grandpa very much?"
"No, no, how could I hate grandpa?" Qingqing said, "I just miss grandpa."
"Okay, Qingqing, grandpa misses you too."
As Lao Wan said this, he got off the massage table. Sheng Chuncheng discovered that this man who had been silent and seemed difficult to deal with had red eyes.
Lao Wan took the phone and walked away. He didn't even wear slippers. He walked barefoot to the edge of the bathtub and wanted to sit down. He looked back at Sheng Chuncheng and simply walked into the steam room next to him and closed the door.
The girl had turned off the power to the tourmaline stove in the steam room, and the temperature in the room had dropped. Lao Wan sat down on the wooden chair and continued talking to his granddaughter on the phone.
Sheng Chuncheng sat down on the stool, feeling uneasy and afraid that someone would come in. He simply walked to the door. There was no latch on the door. Sheng Chuncheng leaned against the door.
He heard Lao Wan's voice humming from the steam room, mixed with Qing Qing's voice. Sheng Chuncheng couldn't hear clearly what they were saying, but he could tell that they were the only ones there.
During the call, Wan Jiangang and Wan Jianfang did not interrupt.
Sheng Chuncheng stood there, his feet were numb, and he estimated the time in his mind. After about twenty minutes, Lao Wan came out of the steam room. He walked over and handed the phone back to Sheng Chuncheng.
Said thank you.
The light in the room was dim, especially behind the door. Sheng Chuncheng couldn't see clearly the expression on Lao Wan's face at this time.
Lao Wan walked to the massage bed and sat down. Sheng Chuncheng followed him. He was about to tell Lao Wan that we should continue, when Lao Wan suddenly covered his face with his hands and "whimpered" like a child.
Start crying.
Sheng Chuncheng was at a loss and didn't know what to do.
After Lao Wan cried for a few minutes and his voice became softer, Sheng Chuncheng reminded him:
"Lao Wan, it's almost time, my little sister is coming in soon."
Lao Wan woke up, raised his head and looked around. Sheng Chuncheng gave him a bath towel, and he quickly wiped his face.
The younger sister opened the door and came in. She saw Lao Wan sitting on the massage table. She asked, "Is it so fast today?"
Sheng Chuncheng mumbled something nonsensical, fearing that he would be seen through, so he quickly ran away. He saw Mr. Fang, the scarred man, was already sitting on the sofa outside waiting for him. It was such a close call that Sheng Chuncheng felt that he
I was so frightened that I broke out in a cold sweat.
Following Dao Scaryan and taking the elevator downstairs, Sheng Chuncheng's heart was still pounding. This Lao Wan was so fucking rude. How could he not be noticed by that little girl and Mr. Fang with his ungrateful appearance?
?
Sheng Chuncheng didn't know what happened upstairs after they went downstairs, let alone how this scarred eye would deal with him if he got involved in the gang.
Sheng Chuncheng was uneasy until the car drove out of the underground parking lot of Wanhui Building and saw the bright sunshine outside. Sheng Chuncheng breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.
The car turned onto Zhijiang Road and continued to drive forward. Dao Scar Eye's cell phone rang. Sheng Chuncheng's heart suddenly became nervous. He saw Da Scar Eye pick up the phone and glanced back at him, then oh oh
Respond.
Sheng Chuncheng sighed repeatedly in his heart, it's over, it's over, it's been discovered, this Lao Wan seems to have betrayed himself.
Scar Eye and Lao Huang said: "Go back."
Sheng Chuncheng's heart skipped a beat. He would be dead if he went back. Should he just jump out of the car here?
"What for?" Lao Huang asked.
"This blind man didn't take his bag." Dao Scar Eye said.
Sheng Chuncheng felt ecstatic, and he felt that his back was already soaked.
Lao Huang looked at the back seat from the rearview mirror and said dissatisfied: "Why are you so careless?"
Sheng Chuncheng chuckled: "That's right, why didn't you even bring your bag? I'm sorry."
Back at the underground parking lot of Wanhui Building, a girl was already waiting for them in the elevator with Sheng Chuncheng's bag. Old Huang stopped the car without turning off the engine. The girl gave the bag to Sheng Chuncheng. Old Huang stepped on the accelerator.
Gone again.
Sheng Chuncheng got off the car at the gate of Brilliance Ginza Hotel, walked to the bathroom in the lobby, locked the door latch of the stall, and sat down on the toilet. After a while, his phone started to vibrate. He looked at it.
It was Wan Jiangang, and Sheng Chuncheng quickly picked it up.
"Thank you, thank you, Master Sheng." Wan Jiangang's voice on the phone was very excited, but Sheng Chuncheng said it was nothing.
"By the way, Master Sheng, how did my father answer Qingqing's call?" Wan Jiangang asked.
Sheng Chuncheng said: "He went to the steam room to answer the phone call. I didn't know when he answered the phone, but after answering the phone, he cried and cried very sadly."
"Very good!"
Wan Jiangang shouted, Sheng Chuncheng was stunned for a moment, "Who are you? Your father cried very sadly, and you still said it was great?"
Wan Jiangang also realized that his words were abrupt and quickly defended:
"No, no, Master Sheng, don't get me wrong. I'm not saying it's great, but I want to say it's the same. Qingqing talked to her grandfather on the phone and she was crying. Oh, Master Sheng, I don't want to talk to you.
If you talk too much, I still want to comfort her."
Wan Jiangang hung up the phone as soon as he said that. Sheng Chuncheng shook his head and stared at the phone, feeling as if there was something unfinished. He thought about it but couldn't remember it, so he stopped thinking about it.
Sheng Chuncheng was a little constipated today. Sheng Chuncheng sat on the toilet for several minutes without pulling out. He said "hmm" hard and suddenly remembered, what do you mean you didn't tell me more? You haven't talked about money yet.
, one hundred thousand yuan, I helped you finish the matter, why did you forget the money?
Sheng Chuncheng held the phone and was thinking about whether to call Wan Jiangang back and talk to him about money. Sheng Chuncheng hesitated for a moment and gave up.
He was a very thin-skinned person, and he felt that even if he made this call, he would probably be embarrassed to mention the money.
Isn't it too greedy for you to ask for 100,000 yuan for such a short thing? Sheng Chuncheng thought about it and felt a little bit.
Alas, it is better to wait for Wan Jiangang or Wan Jianfang to remember and call him, so that it will not be embarrassing.