"Do you know that people are waiting anxiously? If you don't come back, you don't even know how to call one? Do you still have a little...a little discipline?"

Liu Yue'er started at noon and was waiting for Zhang Ziwen on the first floor of the company. He calculated that he should be able to come back at 1 o'clock, but he didn't expect to meet at 2 o'clock. At this time, Yue'er thought that when she met, she would scold this guy. It was too unruly. How could she run around at work?

By 3 o'clock, Liu Yue'er had already started to get angry and smashed the sofa twice. She thought that she would beat him up when she waited for Zhang Ziwenhui's company. Without saying this, she would not show up for a long time. Is there any enlightenment of her younger brother?

At 4 o'clock, Liu Yue'er began to worry. Did this mentally retarded have an accident? Could it be that she was hit by a car on the road?

At 5 o'clock, Liu Yue'er began to worry. Zhang Ziwen would not have a car accident. Or she would have encountered a robbery, had heatstroke, or got lost? Thinking that if Zhang Ziwen didn't come back, would she have to go out to find her? Fortunately, at this last moment, Zhang Ziwen entered the company gate.

Liu Yue'er scolded her, which made Zhang Ziwen feel a headache. She thought to herself, why did Manager Liu treat her a little like her wife treat her husband who was late to her husband!

"Who did you hand over the documents?"

After finally remembering the serious matter, Liu Yue'er asked Zhang Ziwen about delivering documents.

"I want you to hand it over to Sibao's financial director in person, why did you give it to others?"

"Aren't these all from Sibao Company? Besides, Wei Yuan also transferred it, what's the matter?"

Zhang Ziwen felt a little aggrieved, and he really became a letter. He handed over the receipt written by Wei Yuan, but unexpectedly, Manager Liu's face became even more ugly.

"You're asking for a girl's phone so soon?"

Zhang Ziwen was a little amused. It seemed that Manager Liu was trying to find fault on purpose.

"Because you absent from work for no reason in the afternoon, you have to clean the entire company tonight. If I come tomorrow morning and see that the company is not clean, I will... I will... Humph, you will know then."

What will happen then? Could it be that he will be fired? Liu Yue'er hasn't really thought about it.

In fact, when Yue'er received the call from Mingshan, she suddenly felt relieved. I don't know what happened, but when she heard that Zhang Ziwen had not seen Xue Mingshan, Yue'er was inexplicably happy. Thinking about it carefully, Yue'er felt a little despicable again. How could she think like this? After all, this man was going to go on a blind date with his best friend. But as the number of times he met Zhang Ziwen gradually increased, it seemed that he had gradually missed him more and more times. This feeling of longing was really wonderful!

Seeing the manager walking out of the company, Zhang Ziwen felt that he was really unlucky. After walking around the company, he just found the storage room where the cleaning tools were stored, and suddenly remembered that he had another important thing he had not done.

There is still a patient waiting for him in the hospital!

He hurried out of the company and bought a chicken soup at a nearest restaurant, put it in his large insulation bucket. Zhang Ziwen went to the hospital.

It is supper time, and the surgical ward is full of families who come to visit patients. The smell of various foods mixed with the smell of medicine has become a unique smell in the hospital ward during this period.

There were two patients in the ward. The one closest to the door was an old lady with a pustules on her legs. She had surgery. Now she has recovered 90% of the time. A large group of people surrounding her bed were either sons and daughters or grandchildren. She made the old lady happy and wished she had two more sores on her legs to get better.

In the middle of the ward was a middle-aged woman. She came from the countryside and didn't know what the disease was. She sat by the bedside and was feeding apples.

The little beggar Lin Ke was lying at the bottom. When he walked to the hospital bed and saw Lin Ke's current appearance, Zhang Ziwen was shocked. His face, which was originally pale due to blood loss, has now turned red, and big tears were dripping down his beautiful face.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Why don't you call a doctor?"

Zhang Ziwen turned around and wanted to go out to call the doctor, but Lin Ke grabbed him.

"Why are you here now? Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

Lin Ke, who had not made any noise, erupted like a volcano, and his howling cry suddenly calmed down the entire ward. The other people in the room were now looking at Zhang Ziwen and the other two.

"I...what's wrong with you?" Zhang Ziwen was a little at a loss. Zhang Ziwen couldn't even help laughing at a woman, let alone crying in the face of a woman?

"She misses you, and it's okay if she cries."

The old lady outside seemed to be talking to herself.

“Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo…”

Lin Ke cried even louder, and hugged Zhang Ziwen's waist by the way, rubbing his nose, tears on Zhang Ziwen's clothes.

"I want to go to the bathroom."

After crying for a long time, Lin Ke felt the pressure below again.

"What did you say?"

I was so troubled by Lin Ke’s crying that Zhang Ziwen was obviously a little out of shape now and didn’t understand what Lin Ke was talking about at all.

"She wants you to take him to pee."

A middle-aged woman on the hospital bed next to her almost let Zhang Ziwen and Lin Ke go down the machine together.

"What are the taboos for going to the hospital? Actually, that's the thing?"

The old lady at the door seemed to be talking to herself. When Zhang Ziwen helped Lin Ke get up, she really wanted to cover her ears.

This is Zhang Ziwen's second time helping, and he is more skilled in work. When the two of them came out of the bathroom, the redness on their faces was still a little less.

Feed Lin Ke and drank chicken soup bite by bit, Zhang Ziwen asked Lin Ke casually.

"You are from there. How old are you this year? Do you have any parents? Why do you have to come out to beg for food?"

"Who said I'm going to have a meal?"

I cried a lot just now, and I was vented mentally, and then I was physically vented. Finally, I drank a bowl of chicken soup, and Lin Ke felt that he had the strength to speak.

"Aren't you begging for food yet? Hiding in the garbage, if I hadn't kicked you, no one would have known if you died."

"Whoever stipulates that you can't sleep in the garbage? Those who sleep in the garbage must beg for food? Besides, since you have already beg for food, you will have income. Why do you still have to sleep in the garbage?"

Lin Ke began to show her eloquent nature, and a few words made Zhang Ziwen feel that the beggar in front of him was really not simple.

"Of course, it's a beggar for sleeping in the garbage, because normal people sleep on the bed..."

The two of them were drinking chicken soup while discussing whether there was a necessary connection between beggar and sleeping in the garbage dump. In the eyes of others, this is the two young couples flirting.

Before we knew it, it was 9 o'clock, and the nurse came in to clear the room.

Zhang Ziwen cleaned the thermos and stood up to leave. Suddenly he noticed that Lin Ke had a strange look in his eyes opposite. The look looked a little hazy and a little expectant, which made Zhang Ziwen feel heartbroken.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Will you come tomorrow?"

Lin Ke said cautiously, afraid of hearing Zhang Ziwen's negative answer. Although he had only met twice and could not even know each other, Lin Ke felt from the bottom of his heart that he had known the person in front of him for a lifetime.

"certainly."

Faced with the request of such a girl, how could a pure little man like Zhang Ziwen refuse?

"Then you must come!"

Inexplicably, Lin Ke believed Zhang Ziwen's words.

"However, I can only come when I eat. I have to go to work."

"Um."

"Be good here, listen to the doctor and nurse."

"Um."

"If you have nothing to do, just watch TV. If you want to go to the bathroom, you will have a nurse help you."

"Um."……

It was not until the nurse was pushed out of the ward that Lin Ke realized that the person just now was really as long-winded as his father. What was strange was that he actually agreed to everything he told him. If his father was so long-winded, what would happen? Will he agree?

Thinking of this question, Lin Ke slowly fell asleep.

When we returned to Zhuojin International Building, it was already 10 o'clock in the evening. When we walked into the gate, Zhang Ziwen couldn't help but wonder how many handymen could have such hard-working handymen as he was!

But as soon as I entered the door, I saw two people I knew quarrel. Zeng Bao and the garbage woman I saw a few days ago. After hearing a few words, Zhang Ziwen immediately figured out the reason for the two quarrels.

The reason is actually very simple. The garbage woman saw a few empty drink bottles piled up in a corner of the hall. She thought it was something no one wanted, so she put them in her broken bag. Unexpectedly, the empty drink bottles were collected by Zeng Bao as the source of his pocket money. So Zeng Bao must return the garbage woman immediately. After a while, the two of them started yelling in the hall.

"Okay, okay, you two should say less. It's not a big deal. Arguing will hurt your body."

Although Zhang Ziwen couldn't do the quarrel over several bottles, he could understand it and did not look down on anyone because of this. That was a sincere persuasion.

"How many bottles can be a small matter, how much is the bigger one?"

The trash woman is not ready to truce.

"This is not a matter of money, it is a matter of principle. How could she move my things at will?"

Zeng Bao grabbed the trash woman's broken bag and refused to let go.

Actually, this is the money issue. Zhang Ziwen is very clear now, but he can't say that yet.

"Zeng Bao, look, such a garbage woman, it's okay to pick up a few bottles, just treat it as a good thing. Don't argue, go, I'll invite you out to have something to drink."

Without saying a word, he pulled Zeng Bao out of the building. In the small shop next to him, Zhang Ziwen bought two bottles of Coke and Zeng Bao to drink.

A mouthful of cold coke fell into his stomach. Zeng Bao shivered suddenly, his eyes suddenly became a little confused, and he said to Zhang Ziwen,

"What did I do just now? Why don't I remember?"

Looking at the two people walking out, the garbage woman slowly narrowed her eyes and said to herself,

"Sure enough, I read that right, I'm a good guy. It seems that something should have happened tonight."

...

It was already very late when Zhang Ziwen reached the 19th floor. When he pushed open the company's door and turned on the lights, Zhang Ziwen felt that the first floor of the company seemed to be more empty.

When he went to the storage room, he took the vacuum cleaner first. Zhang Ziwen studied it carefully. Zhang Ziwen was still very interested in using this kind of thing for the first time. He turned on the switch and a harsh noise came out.

"Oh shit."

Zhang Ziwen was shocked and thought to himself that the handyman was working hard. Then he took out his cell phone, adjusted it into music mode and put on his headphones.

I sucked around the hall, then found a mop and wiped it casually, and looked around. Zhang Ziwen felt that the company was quite clean now.

Although Zhang Ziwen is a very particular person, at least compared with the lazy people in the school, Zhang Ziwen is a very neat person. For college boys, those who can take bath twice a week and wash clothes every week love neat.

But as a man, or from the perspective of a man, the company is now spotless. So after waving the mop a few times, Zhang Ziwen felt that the cleaning on the first floor should be done.

Holding a mop and a bucket, Zhang Ziwen was a little hesitant. Using Zhang Ziwen's too strict and even a bit rigid thinking, Liu Yue'er's words seemed contradictory, two times before and after,

"You are not allowed to go to the second floor of the company."

"The whole company must be cleaned tonight, otherwise..."
To be continued...