Li Yuanlang was a little sad, but he was unwilling to give up, so he discussed with the girl whether he could invite the boss to come, he wanted to meet him.

The girl said, "Sir, your surname is yours? What exactly are you doing?"

"I'm just curious whether there would be such a coincidence in the world." Li Yuanlong explained.

"That may disappoint you." The girl said sorry: "The boss is not here, you can leave the contact information and wait for him to come back and let him decide whether to contact you."

"Forget it, thank you." Li Yuanlang didn't drink the tea for more than 100 times. After paying the bill, he took out his cell phone and called Zheng Haixin.

The other party answered it for a long time, and his voice lazily "heat".

"Hai Xin, it's me, Li Yuanlong."

"Oh, I heard it."

"Where are you?"

Zheng Haixin replied: "I am in Europe. As soon as I close my eyes on the nap, your phone call came. What's the matter?"

The time difference between domestic and European countries is between six and eight hours, and it is even earlier than the other party.

It is past eight o'clock in the evening now, and the other party should be twelve noon or one or two o'clock in the afternoon. Zheng Haixin took a nap normally.

Li Yuanlang simply told her about Haixin Tea Room.

Zheng Haixin laughed "Puchi" and said, "You can really contact me. How could I open a tea room with you when I am abroad? I just have the same name."

"I think so too, there won't be so many coincidences." Li Yuanlang said with a self-deprecating voice, and asked half-jokingly: "What have you been going to Europe? It's not enough for you to play in China. Don't just travel and get married, haha."

"Why not." Zheng Haixin's tone was formal, "I have always had a wish to travel abroad with my beloved, and now my dream has come true."

Li Yuanlang was stunned at first, then shook his head and said, "Don't lie to me, how could you, a non-marriager, get married silently? I don't believe it."

"Yuen Long, do you know there is a word called love at first sight, that's what I am like."

"No way?" Li Yuanlang felt that Zheng Haixin was not joking, and immediately there was confusion or... a hint of uneasiness on his face, and no longer was he lost.

"Who can tell the things in the world clearly? Fate is wonderful. If you really want to ask for it, you will often return without any effort. If you don't ask for it, you will come to the door on your own initiative. If you don't want to say it, we will have to sleep for a while and go to the beach to attend a party in the afternoon. It's very exotic, and you'll have to die."

As the busy sound came from the other end of the phone, Li Yuanlang froze and motionless, as if it was a stone statue.

Because the stone is cold, it runs from the heart to the outside and runs through the whole body. Even if it is very hot in summer, Li Yuanlang's heart is both heavy and cold.

One blow after another. Li Yuanlang experienced all his career as a demoted person, his wife divorced, his son robbed, and his beauty had a belonging. All the unsatisfactory life was experienced by Li Yuanlang.

Standing on the vast streets, the night sky with stars just now, suddenly thunder sounded and pouring rain fell.

It seemed that he was also clamoring for Li Yuanlang and asking for his grievances.

Li Yuanlang did not run around to hide from the rain like others.

Let the raindrops as big as beans hit him, and soon wet his whole body and poured it thoroughly.

The rain flowed down his cheeks, blurring his eyes, and everything in his sight became unclear.

Li Yuanlang dragged his legs, feeling like he was filled with lead, and moved forward with difficulty.

Every step was splashing, and the feet instantly gathered into a river, flowing to the lowest point.

The raindrops knocked Li Yuanlang down, and hunched over, almost reaching ninety degrees.

He didn't know what was ahead, whether it was light or darkness, whether it was a flat river or a deep abyss.

That night, Li Yuanlang got sick and had a fever and cold.

There is no medicine around him, and no one cares about him.

Lying alone on the bed, only to wrap the quilt tightly.

He was sore all over and his head was confused and he couldn't buy medicine at all.

I wanted to take out my mobile phone and use the takeaway software and ask the delivery guy to help him.

Things went against my wishes. My hands trembled, my phone fell to the ground, and the screen was shattered and it was no longer useful.

It really fits the saying, it rains all the time, God only picks soft persimmons and pinches them.

After going to work the next day, Chen Cong looked at Li Yuanlang's empty desk, frowned and muttered: "What's wrong with Li Yuanlang? He doesn't come to work and doesn't ask for leave. He calls his cell phone and turns off. Is there any organizational discipline?"

There were three people in the office, except him, and the remaining two were left. They were like they didn't hear it, and they were busy with whatever they should be, and there was not even a person to deal with it.

Chen Cong was so disgusted that he walked to He Wei and said, "Xiao He, go to Li Yuanlang dormitory to see why he didn't come to work."

He Wei glanced at Chen Cong, "Second Minister Chen, I am a girl who is not married yet. It is inconvenient to go to a men's dormitory rashly."

Her voice is very small, but her penetration is very strong.

Chen Cong was speechless and thought to himself, what kind of girl, girl's mother is almost the same.

I have almost two football teams, but I am talking about this.

But he didn't dare to argue with He Wei. Her father, Boss He, is not a person who is easy to mess with.

So he walked to Fang Ruxian again, "Lao Fang..."

Before he could say anything, he saw Fang Ru touching the glasses frame first, raised his eyes and said, "I can go. You can continue writing this manuscript. There are not many, and there are only a few thousand words. By the way, Li Ke wants it after lunch, don't forget it."

As he said that, Fang Ru stood up first and made a gesture to go out.

Chen Cong quickly stopped him, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he repeatedly defended, "I didn't say I asked you to call Li Yuanlang, I just asked you about the manuscript. OK, I understand, you can continue writing."

When I thought that he, the deputy section chief, was so angry that no one could do anything. The only new rookie Li Yuanlang is not here yet.

well!

In desperation, Chen Cong had to condescend his big frame, come out from the back door of the office building, and go straight to the two-story building in the backyard.

This small building was a product of the 1980s. It was used as a warehouse downstairs, and the upper floor was temporarily converted into a district committee employee dormitory.

The plastic doors and windows were replaced later, a long corridor, and rooms were on the other side.

There is no separate bathroom in each room, only public ones, and the conditions are very different.

It is said to be an employee dormitory, but in fact, there are not many people living in it, and there are less than ten.

It is mainly for newcomers from other places to live. Because of the poor conditions, some rent houses or buy new houses outside, and some move out after getting married. Anyway, those who can live here are basically those who are under-level clerks who are reluctant to rent a house.

Unlike the locals in Lugao, outsiders rely on that little salary. In addition to the application, they also have to send money to their homes. After all, they have to calculate the various things, and there are not many left in their hands.

Anyway, you don’t have to pay rent if you live here, you can save as much as you can.

Chen Cong walked to Li Yuanlang's room and knocked on the door symbolically. Hearing that there was no movement inside, he simply pulled it hard, and the door lock was pulled broken. He rushed in with anger.

Li Yuanlang was lying on the bed, curled up in the quilt.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he struggled to sit up, but because of his weakness, he fell down heavily, pressing against the wooden bed, making a creaking sound.

Chen Cong saw something was wrong and walked over quickly.

Li Yuanlang's face was pale, his eyes were dull, his lips were dry and straight, and he was unable to put down when he raised his hand.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Cong lowered his body and touched Li Yuanlang's forehead with his hand. It was so hot!

"Li Yuanlong, are you sick?"

Li Yuanlang swallowed hard, and said in a weak voice: "Chen, Deputy Director Chen, I, I'm cold..."

"Tell me, you are such a big person, why don't you know how to take good care of yourself?" Chen Cong complained, and saw the bad phone that fell on the ground, picked it up and saw that the screen was disabled, and I wonder if the phone could be repaired.

Without much care, he took out his cell phone and called 120 emergency number.

Twenty minutes later, an ambulance drove in from the backyard, and Chen Cong accompanied Li Yuanlang to Xiangyun District People's Hospital together.

Even so, the news that 120 entered the district committee building was spread quickly.

After hearing the notification from Chen Cong’s mobile phone, Li Kewei hurriedly reported to the district party secretary Tang Zhi.

The reason he did this was because Tang Zhi asked Li Yuanlang and thought Li Yuanlang might have something to do with Tang Zhi.

Unexpectedly, Tang Zhi was stunned, "Who is Li Yuanlang?"

Li Kewei was a little surprised. Secretary Tang asked yesterday, "I forgot to sleep all night?"

Of course he didn't dare to say that, and immediately reminded: "It was Li Yuanlang, who had just been transferred to the Secretary's Section 1, who came yesterday."

"Oh." Tang Zhi nodded and said thoughtfully: "There are hundreds of people in the district committee. You report to me that a clerk is sick. Do you really think I'm idle and I care about everyone's food, drink, defecation, and I am a omnipotent person."
Chapter completed!