MTL - I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses-Chapter 456 Are you willing to let Wei Lan...

Chapter 456 Are you willing to let Wei Lan...

 Lao Sun had a grimace on his face, "It's over, it's over, I don't know anyone...what should I do now?"

“Then just look at the paintings. If you don’t know the words, you still don’t know what mushrooms look like?” Mei Laoer pressed his nose and pushed the flashlight to join the collection queue.

Unlike Xie Jinghong, who is serious and careful, Mei Laoer is much rougher and specializes in translating books with calligraphy and painting.

 …

 After working on it until midnight, the group carried two boxes of books and left.

 The books were sent back to the foreign bank. Xie Jinghong handed Lao Sun Hongshengji a roll of money bills and asked him to go back and make plans with Mei Laoer to improve the food for his subordinates.

"Little boss, what about the dock?"

 Xie Jinghong turned around to go back to the room, but Mei Laoer hesitated and did not continue.

Mei Laoer knew clearly, and Xie Jinghong understood what he meant.

Sure enough, Xie Jinghong paused, turned slightly, pursed his thin lips, and seemed to think for a moment, "This matter is not a trivial matter, I still need to think about it. Let's go back first, I'm tired after a long night. …”

Xie Jinghong yawned, turned around and continued walking to the room, "I have a plan, and I will ask someone to deliver a message to you. Before that, please put down what you are doing during this period and let the brothers be more vigilant."

If the country intends to restart the college entrance examination, it will inevitably take into account all aspects, and the battle will not be small.

 If they want to continue with their sideline "business", they must tread carefully.

Mei Laoer has never read a book and doesn't understand many twists and turns. He only knows that Xie Jinghong always has his own opinion when it comes to major events and is not a fool.

Then he said "Okay", waved his hand and left with Lao Sun and the seven or eight men who were traveling with him.

The room was dimly lit and silent. Xie Jinghong took off his buttoned mandarin jacket and stood in front of the table wearing only a thin gown, counting the two boxes of books.

Two boxes of books look like a lot, but there are only a few that are actually usable.

Xie Jinghong picked out some of the books with flower covers and actually written poems and songs inside and piled them to the side of the table. Xie Jinghong turned around and continued to sort them out.

Nipiao casually took out a book from the box. It turned out to be a semi-foreign English cookbook with mushrooms on the cover.

 Another unusable book.

 Xie Jinghong's face suddenly turned serious. While he was in a bad mood, he also realized a problem.

 If you want to do great things, you don’t necessarily need to know foreign languages, but you must know Chinese.

 It is not possible to be blind with your eyes open.

On the other side, in the deep streets and alleys, Mei Laoer and Lao Sun walked back lightly, muttering from time to time how to distribute the money they just got, and their happiness and good mood were revealed in every word.

They have no idea that their "stable" days are coming to an end.

 …

Xie Jinghong sorted for half an hour and counted the two boxes of books. He found only six books related to planting, but none of them were related to mushroom planting.

Xie Jinghong was a little discouraged, and finally packed up the six books with the mentality of giving it a try.

 Planting land is also planting, and growing mushrooms is also planting. Although things are different, most things are of the same origin, right?

 Xie Jinghong comforted himself in his heart.

Xie Jinghong walked to the table and sat down. He took out the letter paper, took out the notebook from the bottom of the drawer, and took out the page of the letter that had just arrived a few days ago.

Life is like a cup of tea, it won’t be bitter for a lifetime, but it will always be bitter for a while.

 Come on, Jinghong kids...

Xie Jinghong pinched the letter and couldn't help but let out a silly laugh of "hehe", and the next second he suddenly covered his mouth.

Xie Jinghong's obsidian-like black and translucent eyes looked around vigilantly, making sure that no one would see his rude behavior, and then felt a little relieved.

Holding the thin letter paper, Xie Jinghong's round eyes were slightly curved, his lower eyelids were slightly bulging, and his smile was sweet and sweet, not like a child who had gone through ups and downs.

 Children?

Then if the child replies to the letter, how should he reply?

besides…

What kind of person is he who can write such warm and encouraging words?

  Will it be like Hagen’s mother?

Xie Jinghong placed the pen on her upper lip and held her chin with one hand. The appearance of Hagen's mother came to mind: half-long hair tied up, a face that has experienced vicissitudes but gentleness, and she is always dressed in old clothes that are dusty...

Thinking about it, Xie Jinghong shook his head and quickly denied what he was thinking.

 Gu Chao’s lover... Gu Chao is only in his twenties, so his lover must be younger than him!

So...what should that look like?

Xie Jinghong's mind was hazy, and the non-existent white mist slowly spread to both sides, revealing a slender figure.

The young girl has a slender figure, her waist-length hair is tied into two braids and falls on her chest. She is wearing a military green military uniform that suppresses the fragility of her body, making her appear resolute and strong.

 Be like the little sun, be positive...

Xie Jinghong felt warm in his heart, his glasses were bent into small crescents, and he wrote on the paper with the pen in his hand:

 Hello sister, I am Xie Jinghong...

 Having been busy for most of the night, Xie Jinghong finally fell asleep.

 When the bicycle bell rang outside in the early morning, Xie Jinghong opened his eyes.

  He stood up from the bed and packed the things he had counted during the night. When he was about to go out, Xie Jinghong glanced at the Yingyizhong cookbook on the table.

  She can make new tricks with simple chili sauce, so she... must be someone who likes to study food, right?

Perhaps you will like this?

 After thinking about it, Xie Jinghong reached out and put the book into the box.

 The things Xie Jinghong sent were received by Gu Chao a week later.

Some time ago, I went to Haishi to place an order for new goods from a textile factory. The other party did not tell me the exact delivery time, but only gave a general idea.

These days, Gu Chao has to go to the town post office every morning before going to work.

I went to the post office this morning because it was too early. The post office had just opened and there was no one outside yet. Gu Chao handed the household registration book to the window: "If you want to be a gentleman of the people, you must first be a student of the people. Hello comrade, please help me check. Check if you have my mail package."

 “Serve the people.”

This time, the person sitting at the window was an older lady with short ear-length hair. She was dressed in a foggy blue old coat but still looked very capable.

After saying the slogan, the eldest sister took Gu Chao's household registration book, looked at the record form for a long time, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes! There are many young and old! Comrade, you are alone? It's not easy to get it."

Gu Chao nodded, with a slight smile on his face, "I am alone, and I need the comrades at the post office to make it easier for me to make more trips."

"Easy to say." The eldest sister smiled heartily and just handed the two letters to Gu Chao.

Someone happened to come in at the door. She stretched her neck, slapped her hand twice on the counter, and shouted: "Xiao Zheng, you are here just in time. Take this comrade to pick up the parcels, which are the pile on the floor of Warehouse No. 3, and two more." There are boxes tied with red strings on the rows of shelves.”

"Okay, Sister Liu." Xiao Zheng is a young man with a flat head, not very old, in his early twenties.

After responding to Sister Liu, Xiao Zheng turned around and saw a tall, strong young man with a profile that was sharp and angular, with long and narrow eyes slightly raised, and dark and straight eyebrows. He was a rare good-looking person in a small place like theirs. .

Xiao Zheng works at the post office and is mainly responsible for warehouse parcels. In fact, he has dealt with Gu Chao several times before.

At this glance, Xiao Zheng recognized Gu Chaolai and said, "Follow me over here."

 Having said that, let’s walk ahead to the backyard of the post office.

 Let alone Xiao Zheng who recognized Gu Chaosheng, everyone else was the same.

Gu Chao often helped Wei Lan to send and pick up letters, and since he still had business there, he came to the post office frequently. In addition, every time he returned to Beijing, the letters he sent from there were stamped with military stamps, which made people even more suspicious. He was impressed.

Those who have never met him face to face have heard a lot of comments.

Many people at the post office felt that Gu Chao was either a special project correspondent or a member of a military family.

 Otherwise, how could we always receive letters with military stamps? And how do you explain those big packages?

It is also because of the mentality of the post office staff that Haishi has sent large quantities of goods several times, but no one has come to open the packages for inspection.

 The risk is reduced and it is more convenient for Gu Chao to act.

At this time, three thousand feet of cloth were signed, which amounted to thirty bundles. Six sacks were filled to the brim and stacked together like a hill.

"This is yours." Xiao Zheng pointed to the sack and small mountain bag. While Gu Chao was looking at it, Xiao Zheng rummaged under the shelf in the corner, moved a box and placed it at Gu Chao's feet.

Pull away the red rope, Xiao Zheng bowed and patted the box, "This is the same."

 “Thank you.” Gu Chao nodded.

There were too many packages to pick up at once. The post office has a special registration form. You can come and pick it up multiple times with your household registration book and the note issued by the post office. Gu Chao had experienced it before, so he said directly, "This time it's the same as before. , I will take away part of it first, and come back with the rest at noon or afternoon."

"Okay." Xiao Zheng answered cheerfully, "Which one should I take first? You came on a bicycle, right? I'll help you move it."

 “The box, plus a sack.”

Xiao Zheng was dumbfounded, "Did you take it?"

Gu Chao nodded without saying anything, just carried a sack and walked out.

Behind him, Xiao Zheng broke into a cold sweat when he saw it. Good guy, when the sack arrived yesterday afternoon, he moved it with another young man who worked with him. At that time, both of them felt that it was extremely heavy.

This man could easily carry it on his shoulders?

Xiao Zheng subconsciously looked at Gu Chao's arm. Sure enough, the arm was bulging and the tendons were slightly bulging. It was clear at a glance that it was strong and strong.

Xiao Zheng quickly looked down at his own, and drummed hard. There were some muscles, but...

 Hi, forget it…

 It’s true that comparing people to each other is so irritating!

Gu Chao's bicycle front, according to Wei Lan's proposal, made a small basket and fixed there with bamboo, and you could put some things, wrap your pocket or something.

  Before arriving, Gu Chao had considered the issue of the arrival of the goods, so the baskets had already been prepared with hemp rope.

Gu Chao put the sack in the back seat and asked Xiao Zheng to help hold it. He took the hemp rope and tied it neatly. He pressed it with his hands and shook it twice to make sure it wouldn't fall down. "Thank you, I'll do the rest." Can."

 “That’s okay.”

Xiao Zheng turned around and entered the post office. Gu Chao was at the door, using the same locking method to fasten the box to the small frame on the front of the car. Just as he was about to push the car away, Xiao Zheng chased after him, "Wait a minute, note. Copy!"

 I forgot about it.

 Taking the note, Gu Chaochong nodded to Xiao Zheng, "Thank you."

 Then he kicked off his long legs, stepped on the pedal and galloped out quickly.

The bicycle bell dinged. In the early morning, the man with a slightly hoarse voice raised his voice to remind, "Give way, watch the car carefully..."

 …

 Gu Chao hurried back to work, carrying his things in time, and his riding speed did not slow down. He just hurried all the way to the vicinity of the brigade and met someone from the county public security bureau at a fork in the road.

The car almost filled up the avenue, and the seven or eight police officers on bicycles formed a long queue behind them.

 Gu Chao originally wanted to follow behind and enter the group, but he didn't know if there was something wrong with the car above him or something, so he had no intention of moving forward for a long time.

 Gu Chao got off the bicycle, craned his neck and looked ahead, and through the gap between the figures he saw Yanyi, whose blue uniform was covered in mud, and even his face and hair were stained with mud.

At this time, Yanyi's face was gloomy and uncertain, and Zhang Xiaokui beside him had a grimace on his face, anxiously waving his hands to tell other police officers what they were busy doing.

 There seems to be a problem with the wheels?

Gu Chao was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that it rained some time ago, and a large piece of mud collapsed from the drainage outlet on the roadside.

The place collapsed, and Gu Chao nearly plunged his head into it while riding his bicycle in the dark this morning.

At that time, Gu Chao was still thinking that when he came back, he would tell the captain and have someone fix it immediately.

Gu looked around and was almost certain that it was the place where he almost stumbled in the morning.

Seven or eight police officers parked their bicycles and stepped forward one after another. Some jumped into the ditch to push the bicycle, and some pushed the bicycle butt. They were extremely busy.

They had enough people, so Gu Chao gave up his intention to help and pushed the bicycle carefully through the gap on the edge.

When passing by Yanyi, Gu Chao glanced at him and paused for a moment. ai Yanyi is not blind and discovered Gu Chao's existence early on.

 Yanyi knew that he was in a panic at this time, and saw Gu Chao stop and look at him, thinking that Gu Chao was watching a joke, and his already dark face suddenly became clouded.

Yanyi felt cold air emanating from his body. He let out a powerful "hum" and turned his head.

Gu Chao didn't understand Yan Yi's bullish temper. His eyes briefly passed over Yan Yi's bleeding right arm. He didn't want to care about it. Thinking of Wei Lan, Gu Chao sighed and softened his tone, "I have medicine at home. Can you go over and take care of it?"

 Yanyi did not respond.

Gu Chao thought he was unhappy, so he didn't say anything more.

  Anyway, it has been said that he will not go.

Gu Chao withdrew his gaze and pushed the bicycle back.

Yanyi stood there straight, finally confessed to Zhang Xiaokui, turned around and followed Gu Chao.

When Gu Chao heard the movement, he knew that Yanyi was coming. He shook his head helplessly and thought to himself: You are only strong for a moment, aren't you here anyway? Why are you so pretentious?

Just as he rolled his eyes across the sky, Yanyi frowned with deep eyebrows behind him and asked uncertainly: "Are you willing to let Wei Lan bandage me?"

The wheels got stuck in the ditch. Yanyi got out of the car immediately to check the situation. Before he could figure out how to push the cart properly, Zhang Xiaokui suddenly started the car, and the car suddenly rushed forward.

The iron sheet on the side of the wheel hit his wrist. Yanyi frowned and said nothing. He only rolled up the sleeves of his uniform and found that the sleeves of the white shirt underneath had been pressed into his flesh, and his flesh was bloody.

 (End of this chapter)