non-contractual relationship

Chapter 34

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Ankang sold the vacation to the foreman, and the foreman suddenly mentioned a word, asking him to report to the office of the general manager.

During the previous training, there was no mention of this procedure at all.

Ankang was a little confused, and looked at the foreman suspiciously.

The foreman smiled and said, "Don't look at me, I don't know anything. If you are told to go, go."

Ankang nodded hesitantly and went.Just walking outside the office door on the second floor, I vaguely heard the sound of arguing, listening to the tone...it was Lu Hong's voice.

inside the house.

Lu Hong refused to give an inch to An Lan, and was questioning Ankang's whereabouts.That boy was Yuehua who joined her together, and he disappeared without a trace after only a few days of work. If it was said that An Lan didn't know anything about the inside story, she wouldn't believe it at all.When she applied for the job, someone had already greeted her, saying that Yuehua had already figured out her background and told her not to be nervous.She has always put on a confident look, and it is precisely at this juncture when the white whale is cleaning and collecting the net that no one dares to touch her at will.

Let's take a step back... She has long since feared life and death: where a living person has gone and where she can go, she must figure it out, and she can't be the same as before, ignorant and unclear.

An Lan was not surprised that Lu Hong cared so much about Ankang.Not long ago, Ding Mo completely confessed to him.This girl is also a miserable person. She was kidnapped and sold into a cannibalism cave. She did all kinds of dirty things, but she tried her best to let the trafficker sell her and her younger brother together. The younger brother disappeared for no reason after a short time. ...

Being so excited now is nothing more than empathy, and he can fully understand it.

He slowly stood up from the chair, and said calmly: "I can understand your mood. But where is he going, what is he going to do, this is his private space, I have no right Put your beak in. Similarly, you don't have this right."

Because of some connection with the past, Lu Hong's eyes turned red in a moment of excitement: "Fart! Do you dare to say this with conscience? Oh, I forgot, the conscience of people like you has been eaten by dogs! "

An Lan looked at Lu Hong's clenched teeth, and seemed to be able to hear the girl grinding her teeth angrily, but she still didn't get angry. She let out a sigh of relief and nodded her head with a pen: "I don't know what you've imagined. , but I have not done anything illegal, I am very sure of this. As a manager, I have never been involved in the private emotional life of employees. After leaving the door of Yuehua, what do they think and who do they want to do with? If I still care, it would be too lenient. Besides, if a person has any outrageous ideas, even if he is not in Yuehua, he can do it in another place. This has nothing to do with Yuehua."

Lu Hong, who couldn't get an answer from here, turned around and was about to open the door of the office. An Lan added leisurely: "From a moral point of view, Yuehua's salary is already very generous. I paid a lot of money. , and what the employees with the money do outside of work is determined by their own desires."

The door was already opened a crack, and Ankang stood outside blankly.

From the gap, he saw a tear hanging on Lu Hong's chin with her head bowed.

Ankang blinked, not daring to move.

An Lan's voice came from inside: "Money is never easy to earn. Even if I can control their people, I can't control their desires. Life is a ghost, and ghosts travel at night. We are not qualified to stop others from doing what they do Or do nothing and have no ability to stop. What do you say?"

Lu Hong's voice finally softened.

She had indeed been avoiding this question all the time, and she didn't dare to think about why her brother disappeared.In the bottom of her heart, there was a most terrifying answer looming there.If possible, she would spend her whole life unwilling to pursue that answer.

At this time, she didn't notice that there was a figure outside the door, and she spoke again with a strong nasal voice: "In the eyes of someone like you who has never suffered, life is simply too easy. It's so easy, you never I have never stood in the bottom and tasted the despair of not being able to climb up and not being able to see the light, but I can always speak some big truths, pointing at people stuck in the mud, saying that their conduct is unclean."

Sniffing, Lu Hong finally opened the door: "The funny thing is, you guys can't get anywhere clean."

An Lan didn't tell this girl the phrase "Life is full of flavors, each has its own joys and sorrows" that he has savored for more than ten years. He guessed that this person would not listen to it.At this time, he happened to catch a glimpse of Ankang's figure from the monitor. He turned his head and stopped arguing with Lu Hong. He called out very naturally, "Come in, is it enough to watch the show standing up?"

Ankang, who was looking at Lu Hong at the door, took a step back.Although there were still tears on Lu Hong's face, her expression did not reveal weakness at all, and there was a vicious smell on her face.

Lu Hong, whose eyes were still glistening with water, also froze for a moment, moved her other finger stuck to the edge of her trousers twice, and lay back quietly.For a moment, she also doubted whether she was right to be so rampant and nosy, but she knew her goal very well-she would never give up easily on what she wanted to figure out.At this moment, he turned around and said to An Lan, "You're lucky this time, I can't catch you, and you won't be so lucky next time."

An Lan raised the pen in his hand, but didn't respond.The girl locked herself in a cage, and if he couldn't wake him up, it wouldn't be a waste of effort.

When Lu Hong walked away, Ankang seemed to wake up and took two steps forward.

An Lan threw the signature pen he was still holding into the pen holder. Before Lu Hong came in, he was still signing documents.After throwing away, he glanced at Ankang and sat down: "You're back?"

Ankang held his right hand with his left hand, not knowing how to respond, so he nodded upon hearing this.

"Sit down."

Ankang opened the stool and sat down, but he didn't dare to sit down.

"Just now, did you hear the conversation between the two of us?"

Ankang nodded.

An Lan pulled out a document from the side, flipping through it boredly: "What do you think?"

"..." Ankang was stunned by this thoughtless question, and didn't answer for a while.

An Lan didn't care too much, and quickly started to talk again: "Still living at Feihe's house? How do you go back to the night shift?"

Ankang swallowed all the words he had just adjusted. He thought about it before, and now he will live back in the dormitory, but according to what An Lan said, it might be quite difficult to implement.

An Lan looked at Ankang's hesitant to speak, and smiled: "You won't...do you still want to live back?"

Before Ankang could respond, An Lan put down the documents, picked up a crooked cartoon water glass and drank water: "The dormitory is still available, you can live in it if you want, but you have to hold Feihe down, don't let him come with you." I complain, and his complaints piled up can blow me off."

Ankang was a little at a loss when he was told this.

An Lan lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then gently suggested: "Why don't you take this class? Feihe yelled a few days ago that he will pay you back the money, and this class will make him tired It's broken." In fact, what Zheng Feihe didn't say was so nasty, An Lan said so, both teasing and probing.

This passage touched Ankang's sore spot, and he hurriedly explained: "No, no, I still have to take the class. Between the two of us...anyway, one size counts for one size."

Looking at Ankang's tightly gripped fingers, An Lan raised her eyebrows, put down the cup, and suddenly interjected: "This cup is made by Mimi, isn't it pretty?"

Ankang, who was attracted by the question, relaxed a little, and stared at the water glass carefully: "That's nice, is this a picture of Pikachu?"

A surprised smile appeared on An Lan's face: "You can see that too? I didn't recognize it even if Mimi didn't say anything."

Finally, the corners of Ankang's mouth did not collapse so tightly.

Seeing this, An Lan put down the cup and changed the subject: "Then your work will continue as usual? Do you have any other transfers?"

Ankang shook his head firmly: "It's fine like this. I will definitely work hard." The debt will be paid off.

An Lan trembled when she picked out a pen again, put down the pen and moved the cartoon cup as if to cover up, like putting a fig leaf on her selfishness of watching the show.

The first week after returning to Yuehua, the days were uneventful.

Zheng Feihe also suddenly became busy, sending text messages every day, "I won't go back, you should go to bed early".Originally, Ankang didn't really want to stay in the apartment anymore, except that Zheng Feihe insisted on coming to pick up people on Monday night, and he went back with him. After Tuesday, Ankang lived in the staff dormitory with his own small package at ease. .

Although the room was small, it was at least an independent space. He lived a lot more freely, and had time to do some part-time jobs that he had previously taken over.

Friday.

Ankang is sorting out the final materials, and he is a little lucky: If today's communication goes well and the online acceptance is realized, the work he is taking on at this stage will be over.

The door rang twice suddenly.

Ankang was a little strange, logically speaking, not many people in Yuehua had the time to look for him.As soon as he walked to the door, the people outside the door knocked twice again impatiently.Only then did Ankang respond: "Don't worry, don't worry..."

Seeing the person by the door, Ankang blinked: He doesn't seem to know this person either?

The visitor didn't even look at Ankang, he passed him and went straight into the room, watching and sizing up.

Ankang followed behind, put away the document before the man touched his translation, turned around and asked, "May I ask what you want?"

The scrutinizing eyes of the visitor paused for a moment, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke, he pointed at himself: "You don't know me anymore?"

Ankang looked at this person carefully, hesitating a bit, but still had no impression.

The visitor let out a sigh of relief, pointed at himself and shook his head with concern: "Me! Me!"

Ankang: "...you?" He now habitually uses honorifics for people.

The visitor licked his rosy lips, and started wandering around in Ankang's small room. Seeing that this person still didn't recognize him, he gave up and sat on Ankang's small bed, saying: "Oh, it really is that the nobleman forgets me too much. thing."

Ankang already felt uncomfortable in his heart. This is his own independent space, and every move of the person in front of him shows the meaning of infringement.

The man who had probably finished reading the structure of the room ignored the slightly defensive Ankang, and lifted the thin quilt under his buttocks in disgust: "I said, you have gone too far with this bitter trick, right? The young master of the Zheng family eats this set Huh, tsk, it's a little difficult."

Before Ankang could retort, the man suddenly stood up, approached Ankang, and said in a low voice: "Don't be nervous, this is Mr. An's territory, and I also earn food here, so don't make yourself uncomfortable for anyone. Come here today I just want to ask you, what is Zheng Shao's price? See if it suits me and I will find another house."

"What are you talking about?" Ankang frowned.

"Huh?" The man suddenly took a step back, and made a gesture of raising his hand: "Hey, you really don't remember me, do you? This!" He raised his hand again, with a sweet smile on his face. smile.

Pulling the distance away, watching this scene, Ankang had a flash of thought in his mind, and stammered: "You are the waiter in the back alley... the back alley..."

"Yeah." The man nodded appreciatively: "I'll just say it, it's so easy to forget. I like your cleverness, no wonder Mr. An looks up to you, not only because of nepotism... In other words Come back, tell me how much Zheng Shao paid you, let me keep it secret for you."

Thinking of his original intention to join Yuehua because of seeing this person's money, after hearing what this person said, Ankang, who was already very angry, gnawed for a long time, unable to speak a whole sentence.