Hao Yunyang's mind was a little drowsy, and when he came out of the ramen restaurant, his mind was full of dirty scenes.

To be honest, when he moved out of the rental house, Hao Yunyang had already said goodbye to him for the past three months, but then again, he was a normal person after all. Although he was a little open-minded and heartless, he was still a woman who had lived together for three months. If he had no feelings at all, who would believe it?

Liu Ming's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart that was hard, which was not strong or fragile, making him feel a little difficult to control himself.

Resign? Or treat it as if you don’t know how to swallow your anger?

Hao Yunyang stood under the street lights that had been calling before, with a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes, and he stood for several minutes.

"Do you still love her?" A few minutes later, Liu Ming's inquiry came from the side, as if he were two irrelevant strangers, very indifferent.

"Love?" Hao Yunyang was shocked and laughed at himself: "It's not a question."

"Then you're still confused." Liu Ming cursed, then put one hand on Hao Yunyang's shoulder, handed over a lion cigarette and said, "If you smoke this cigarette, just treat it as that girl."

"I can't take it down." Hao Yunyang turned his head and looked at Liu Ming, and said bitterly: "I feel a headache when I think of her."

"Then treat it as that fat man."

"Give it to me." Hao Yunyang took the cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath. Liu Ming laughed when he looked at it, but said nothing.

He patted Hao Yunyang on the shoulder and dragged the pair of cotton slippers, walked towards the convenience store in front of him. Looking at Liu Ming's back, Hao Yunyang's face looked much better.

"If I were asked to find this bitch, I would have stripped her naked and threw her on the street to give her some good appreciation!" In the office of the general manager of Jinhui Hotel, the fat man was sitting on the sofa, with a box of videotapes in front of him, his face full of anger: "Damn, I dare to steal it on my head!"

"Mr. Liu, how much did she... take you?" Wang Chaoqun, the front hall manager, wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked carefully: "Do you want to call the police?"

"Call the police, there's nothing wrong with calling the police!" Liu Zhikun slapped the tea table hard, and with a bang, he knocked a teacup to the ground, and fell into pieces. He stood up from the sofa like a hill rising from the ground, staring at Wang Chaoqun: "This bitch probably has escaped a long time ago, 230,000! I want to find it out, hum!"

"Twenty-three thousand!" Hearing Liu Zhikun's words, Wang Chaoqun exclaimed, and then said, "Do you want me to ask that Hao Yunyang? He may also have contact with this woman..."

"Ask your own asshole!" Liu Zhikun looked at Wang Chaoqun angrily: "You go and ask him? This kid is doing well, but he is a little stupid. This woman ran away with 230,000 yuan, and can she keep in touch with him? That day you took her to the villa... Damn, in the blink of an eye, the people and money disappeared!"

"Then, should I fire this person named Hao and save trouble?" Wang Chaoqun had no idea for a moment and could only deliberately change the topic to avoid harming himself.

"Let's find an excuse and let it go." Liu Zhikun waved his hand: "It's not a big deal to have him more than him. It's better not to fire him on his own initiative and let him resign himself. Do you understand?"

"Let him resign himself?" Wang Chaoqun chewed for a moment and nodded understandingly: "I understand."

"Stay working for a month, and you won't go after getting your salary." Although I really want to stop going to work now, I touched my pockets and my flat wallet are not allowed to let Hao Yunyang resign now. Thinking about buying a computer and pulling broadband, Hao Yunyang couldn't help but smile bitterly. After two years of being outside, he could still fall to this point. It's a miracle.

"Beep..." He took out his cell phone and called his son Hao Zhenhua. When the beep sounded, Hao Yunyang hung up the phone as fast as possible. He just wanted to try whether he could still connect. The charge for making a cross-time and space phone call was really scary. Before his pockets really bulged, he had to make a call.

"When I get rich, I will call my son to talk about life and ideals, and at least hit him eight or nine times a day..." At this point, Hao Yunyang stopped like a cassette, touched his chin and thought for a long time before muttering, "It's almost half an hour, it's a waste to beat him too much."

When Hao Yunyang returned to the dormitory, he saw the old man in the dormitory sitting there drinking wine, and put a large bucket of clothes and pants beside him. When Hao Yunyang was back, the old man didn't say much, and pointed to the bucket of clothes with a cold expression, everything was silent.

Hao Yunyang, who knew that he was in the wrong, could only smile, bent down and picked up the bucket of clothes, and then lowered his head and walked upstairs without saying a word. What Hao Yunyang didn't know was that when he was going upstairs, the old man who was looking at the dormitory showed a stiff smile at his back.

It is really tiring to wash a large bucket of clothes, especially if you squat in a bathroom less than three square meters and wash it hard under the dim light, which is even more tiring.

Wash the old man's clothes, then take out his own changing clothes, and when everything is done, it is already past 11 o'clock in the evening.

My colleagues in the same dormitory should have gone to the Internet cafe to play games all night. When Hao Yunyang finished drying his clothes and returned to the dormitory, he didn't see anyone coming back at nearly twelve o'clock.

He shook his arms with soreness, took a basin into the bathroom, took a comfortable cold shower, and then he happily got into the quilt and fell asleep.

At eight o'clock the next morning, Hao Yunyang woke up on time, took out his cell phone from under his pillow and looked at the time. He thought about it, got up from the bed, trembling in his suitcase for a while, and found the certificate note issued by Wang Chaoqun to him yesterday. After getting back to the bed, he took the phone and dialed it according to the mobile phone number on the note.

"Manager Wang?" The phone was connected after only two sounds. Hao Yunyang said: "I am Hao Yunyang."

"What? Is there anything wrong?" Wang Chaoqun on the other end of the phone seemed to have just gotten up, and he spoke with a strong sense of fatigue and a heavy tone.

"Well, I want to take a leave in the morning. I have something to do. Look..." Hao Yunyang was very careful when he spoke and his tone was very respectful.

"Ask for leave?" Wang Chaoqun was silent for a moment, and then said, "Wait a minute, I'll see if anyone has a rest in the morning."

"Okay." Hao Yunyang quickly agreed.

After more than a minute, Wang Chaoqun over there said in embarrassment: "There are two people in your ordering group in the morning. If you ask for leave again, you will probably be too busy."

"But I really have something to do, you see..."

"Then you go and do your business." Wang Chaoqun said.

"Thank you, manager!" Hao Yunyang thanked, but Wang Chaoqun on the other end of the phone said nothing and hung up the phone directly.

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