drunk crab love story

Chapter 8 The Lost Crab

"Mr. Zhang, your cousin sent you a CD." "Well, let's play it."

Ah Rui glanced at the man who was staring intently at the computer at the desk, afraid of affecting him, so he put the paper bag next to the turtle tank a little far away from him, and went out.

Just as the door slammed, Zhang Bairi jumped up and took the paper bag, unpacked it, put it in the DVD player, and opened it.

It was the semester homework of "Wu Qingtian" that Xiaoye photographed for him last time.

The beginning is a scene of the campus, the leaves under the sun are green and reflective, and the summer heat wave that is coming to an end almost overflows from the camera, the soundtrack is "The Sun and Sunflowers", Zhang Bairi thought: This little leaf has a good composition for shooting things, You can grasp the key points at once, and the soundtrack in the later stage is not bad...

The last scene of sitting on a swing was also used. Zhang Bairi looked at the two people shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun, and was slightly lost in thought. At this time, the soundtrack was... "Iwillcoveru".

Zhang Bairi turned off the computer and slowly covered his face.

How can this kid be so...

After going through the documents during this period, Ah Rui found that Deng Yi really planned to make Gu Shuaiyu abolished, and did not intend to let Ning Xin come back.He decided to go to Japan anyway.Just when he was going to report and analyze with Zhang Bairi, the fixed phone on his desk rang, "Hello, this is the secretariat of President Why."

"A Rui, do you have any plans for these two days?" It was Pan Hongba, with a very anxious tone.Ah Rui just wanted to say that he might go to Hokkaido for Mr. Zhang, but Pan Hongba went on to say: "There is a party member study and exchange conference here. It is very important that I need someone here. Can you come? I will Help you and Mr. Zhang take a good vacation, just as a company must have an active employee to participate."

Ah Rui weighed it up, and it would not be too late to go to Japan in two days, so he agreed, and went out the next day with his small red notebook.

The next day, Ah Rui was sitting on the bus going to a meeting, and received a call from Secretary No. [-] Chang Xiwen: "Brother Rui, what should I do?" "What's wrong? Don't worry, just talk slowly."

"Brother Rui, ah, Gu Shuaiyu fell ill, his diet was too irregular, and he went to the hospital directly. Now several media are guarding the entrance of the hospital. Mr. Zhang stayed up late yesterday to draw again. He hasn't arrived at the company yet this morning. I can't get through the phone either." Chang Xiwen finished speaking in a hurry.

Ah Rui has already arrived at the meeting place, and it is absolutely impossible to go back to help deal with things.

At this time, we can only find someone to wake Mr. Zhang first... A Rui said on the phone: "Go to the hospital to stop the reporter first, and do a good job of keeping it secret. Don't let the public know that Gu Shuaiyu collapsed because he couldn't eat hot dry noodles." I'll take care of Mr. Zhang." Chang Xiwen agreed.

Ah Rui hung up the phone, thought for a while, found a number from the blacklist in the address book, and called it.

Ye Mengmeng has been living the same life for a long time, and he has been living like this for 20 years, but these days, he always feels that something is missing in his heart, and he even faintly expects to be missed.He couldn't fall asleep, so he slept until eight o'clock in the morning, and vaguely heard Wu Qingtian's furious voice: "What! Do you know what time it is! Just call!" After a while, he seemed to calm down, But he still said angrily: "That won't work, it will take at least an hour from my place to get to my brother's suburban villa."

Ye Mengmeng jumped up from the bed and stared fixedly at Wu Qingtian who was holding the phone.Wu Qingtian was startled by him, calmed down and said, "Xiaoye, don't be so scary."

Ye Mengmeng came back to his senses, his face returned to his usual calm, and he took a deep breath: "I'll go."

I thought Wu Qingtian would at least ask why he volunteered to go there, but he said "Oh", and then said to the phone: "My classmate went, he knows my brother. Hang up." Then he fell back on the bed.

Ye Mengmeng swallowed 500 words to analyze why he was able to "drop in" to Zhang Bairi's suburban villa, checked his watch, tidied up, checked a few more glasses than usual, and hurried out the door.