The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 423 Work-study program Luan Bingran

"What? Yu Huanshui left everything behind, but didn't say anything, and kicked you out?"

In the office, Wei Guangsheng frowned after hearing Liang Anni's words.

The thing was accepted, which means that Yu Huanshui knew it well, but he didn't say anything, and even kicked him out. What does this mean?
It shows that this guy is fearless.

It is very possible that I have mastered the USB flash drive, and I feel completely justified.

"Old Wei, I have been wronged by this matter! I spent two hours putting on makeup and wearing the most expensive clothes to meet him, but he was completely unmoved and kicked me out without saying a few words! This Yu Huanshui is too much, he is crazy now! Old Wei, he must be fired immediately and deal with him!"

Liang Anni made a fake show and took the opportunity to get rid of Wei Guangsheng's hand.

Whether it is Wei Guangsheng or Zhao Juemin, they are all jerk men who put on their belts and refuse to accept their account. Now that Wei Guangsheng still believes that Yu Huanshui took their USB flash drive, although he doesn't show it on the surface, he is extremely contemptuous in his heart.

At this moment, their mobile phones rang at the same time, indicating that a new text message had been received.

When Wei Guangsheng opened it and took a look, his expression suddenly changed.

The sender is an unknown number, and the content is "I have copied the contents of the U disk".

When Liang Anni saw the same text message, not only did her expression change, she also scolded Zhao Juemin in her heart.

The bastard Zhao Juemin stole my mother’s USB flash drive and treated me like a monkey.

Some time ago, the three of them received a text message at the same time, the content was "U disk in my hand".

The information was naturally obtained by Zhao Juemin.Originally, I was scolded by Yu Huanshui on the phone for a while, so both Wei Guangsheng and Liang Anni expected that it was Yu Huanshui who did it.

Zhao Juemin wanted to clear Yu Huanshui of suspicion, but he didn't dare to say more.

So I could only watch Wei Guangsheng feel uneasy for several days, and finally persuaded Liang Anni to come to inquire about the news.

Now Liang Anni has brought back the news, and they have received text messages again.

This shows that Yu Huanshui doesn't care about that gift at all.

So what is he looking at?
Wei Guangsheng immediately took Liang Anni to find Zhao Juemin, and then Zhao Juemin said that he had also received the text message.

"Since the U disk is in Yu Huanshui's hands, why didn't he make it clear to Annie? Do you have any demands!" Zhao Juemin wanted to imply that Yu Huanshui was not the one who stole the U disk.

But Liang Anni went down the donkey along the slope: "Mr. Zhao, I remember that Yu Huanshui has not been working hard during this period of time. I heard from the employees that he sat there all day watching advanced algebra and muttering about 'odds change evens remain the same, Notation see 'quadrant'."

Wei Guangsheng was taken aback: "What's the situation?"

Zhao Juemin explained: "Oh, that's right. He was late once at the beginning of the month. He begged me not to punish him, and promised to become the company's sales star this month, or I would pack up and leave."

Wei Guangsheng asked again: "Is the time up?"

Zhao Juemin said, "It's only been half a month."

"Contact him quickly and let him come to the company."

"why?"

"He didn't want to talk to Liang Anni because the bet was made with you." Wei Guangsheng said: "Now you go to his house and invite him back to the company."

Zhao Juemin was very depressed and Zhao Juemin was very hurt.

He sent text messages to Wei Guangsheng and Annie, just to put some pressure on them.

It was him, Zhao Juemin, who wanted to blackmail Wei Guangsheng and Liang Anni. What did he have to do with Yu Huanshui?
In the end, this Wei Guangsheng was too bad, and he thought it was Yu Huanshui's good deed.

And let me ask him to come back.

Who should I ask to reason with this.

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go." Wei Guangsheng urged.

Liang Anni watched coldly from the sidelines.

Knowing that Zhao Juemin was self-defeating, he couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

Just as Zhao Juemin was driving to Chen Zhaoxin's house, Chen Zhao opened a large flat door.

Ms. Luan Bingran, who was well fed and slept well, appeared in the corridor wearing a pink sweater.

Of course, this was Luan Bingran who he clicked on after searching for that organization on the Internet.

"It's you?"

It can be seen that she was quite surprised: "But what happened to your face?"

It is really easy for a master of internal strength to make his face more bruised and swollen.

Chen Zhao wiped the lenses of myopia glasses on his hands, picked them up and put them on his face: "Last night, I got into a fight with someone because you distributed leaflets for you."

"No way, how can you get into a fight with someone by distributing leaflets?"

"Come in and talk." Chen Zhao let her into the room.

"Didn't you say that? I'm about to die anyway, so I have to try to live calmly. They called me a liar who lied to people who were about to die. Of course I was upset, so I started fighting."

"Sorry." Luan Bingran said apologetically, glanced at the big house, and couldn't help but feel refreshed: "Your house is quite big, this is the second time I've entered such a big house."

"Oh." Then was your first time?" Chen Zhao asked casually.

"When I was studying in Australia, I worked as a cleaner in a rich family's house. His house has such a large flat floor and a suspended swimming pool."

Got it!
This time the home of the local tyrant is not full of earl gray marble, but a large flat floor with a suspended swimming pool.

"Oh, work-study program, not bad."

Luan Bingran slapped her face with her hand: "Before we start, can I have some water?"

Chen Zhao pointed to the dining table: "There are normal temperature drinks in the cups. If you want a cold drink, go to the kitchen refrigerator to get it yourself."

Luan Bingran nodded, walked straight into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door to get some air-conditioning, took off her thick coat, took out a bottle of Nongfu Spring mineral water, and walked back to the living room.

Chen Zhao ignored it, but sank himself deeply on the sofa, watched Luan Bingran come and sit down, took a sip of cold water, and then took out the hospice application form he filled out online from his backpack.

"The application form you filled out online said pancreatic cancer, but I don't think your current state looks like you can't take care of yourself. Do you need us to intervene so early?"

"I'm just relying on my mind to carry it, and the collapse is only a moment."

"..."

"..."

"We have a project, which is your unfulfilled wish. We can do our best to help you realize it. I think this is very suitable for you."

"Is that a bucket list?"

"Almost, but we can only help you realize some reasonable, feasible wishes that do not violate morality and law."

"It's easy to talk about other things. I want to ask you a question. My wife heard that I have cancer. Not only does she want to divorce me, but she also wants to occupy my real estate and live with his ex-boyfriend. I want to go to his house to reason. Can you Come with me?"

"Ah? This...isn't very moral?"

"No, this is a very real issue, and it has nothing to do with morality. If I don't fight for it, the house will belong to my so-called ex-wife when I die. Then how can I donate the house to your organization?"

"What? I don't quite understand what Mr. Yu said."

"I checked on the Internet. Your organization is a non-profit organization and there is no charge, so there must be a source of funds. I think apart from social sponsorship, it should be the legacy donation of the dying, right?"

"Mr. Yu, you are right."

"So whether it's for justice, morality, or economy, I think your organization should support my request."

Luan Bingran looked at him in astonishment for a while, then smiled unnaturally: "Mr. Yu, you're joking. I don't think it's better than this. Today, let's record your last wish first, and then hand it over to the evaluation department for review. They I will make some deletions based on your actual situation, and then we will talk about more specific things.”

"It's not bad for you to say that. I have a lot of wishes. Please write them down."

"it is good."

Luan Bingran took out his notebook and pen and began to record.

After a while, her arms were sore and her eyes glazed over.

Various lectures, various textual research, and various thrilling and exciting activities.

It just opened her eyes.

Besides, there are almost 100, and her hands are sore from writing.

"Mr. Yu, why don't you start with these, and we'll add more when you think about it?"

Chen Zhao said: "Probably because I was too well-behaved since I was a child. After getting married, I have a wife and children. There are too many things I want to do, but I have no chance to do them at all. Now I am about to die, and my wife is going to divorce. Then What else am I worried about?"

Luan Bingran nodded in deep thought: "So this is the meaning of the existence of the hospice organization. If a person dies without feeling the love of the world for him, isn't it too sad?"

"Then have you ever felt love from the world?"

Luan Bingran thought about it seriously: "Does your help last night count?"

"You mean handing out leaflets?"

"Yes."

"The love you feel is at the price of my bruised nose and swollen face."

"sorry."

At this moment, "Dangdang." There was a very rough knock on the door.

(End of this chapter)