nonhuman affairs administration

It was his roommate. The boss's surname was Lan. He was tall and strong. He called Jiang Ke several times, but Jiang Ke didn't pick up the phone.

Jiang Ke called back and said that the school had canceled Jiang Ke's expulsion and gave Jiang Ke a fault.

Jiang Ke asked him what happened and why the school suddenly changed the punishment. Lao Lan said that it was another roommate Meng Er who came up with the idea.

This incident was quite big. Originally, the roommate was also implicated by Jiang Ke. The counselor's attitude was very bad. He asked the three of them why they reported the situation in time. This was malicious cover-up and was originally demerited.

Meng Er was not convinced, explaining that we are all human beings. Why can teachers live outside the school, but students cannot even leave the school?

So I took advantage of the school's teaching and research meeting on Friday and reported the matter to the dean. I even squatted at the school gate for a few days and took photos of the counselor's evidence of swiping the staff ID card to enter and leave the school. The matter became a big deal. The principal opened his mouth to deal with the matter.

Asking the counselor to apologize to his roommates, the dormitory would no longer need to be punished. Jiang Ke was changed from being expelled from school to being given a demerit, which was considered a fair deal.

It's been a long time since the incident happened, but Jiang Ke always remembered how he felt at that time, and he never regretted it. If he was given another chance to choose, he would still go home and accompany his grandma on the last journey.

Because he was debited, Jiang Ke’s graduate school quota was no longer available.

His grades have always been at the top of the class, and there is some degree of discrimination among those who work in medicine, but few tertiary hospitals are willing to hire someone with a bachelor's degree.

Fortunately, Lao Meng's family was very successful in medicine, so Jiang Ke was admitted to this private hospital.

There is also a roommate named Sanzhang, the one who aspired to chase a goddess, but ended up hooking up with a cute junior girl. He was admitted to the graduate school of the school, and is still struggling with scientific research, and his hairline is getting higher and higher.

The last people who had dinner with them were Meng Er and San Zhang. They were two animals, and they starved to death after eating with them.

At that time, they were all normal people in their dormitory, and there were no conflicts. Jiang Ke was the youngest, and the people in the dormitory called him Section [-] because he took the exam four times for Section [-].

Others also have nicknames, Lan Da, Er Meng and San Zhang'er.

San Zhang'er was originally named Zhang San, but later because a certain law teacher's "Zhang San" became too famous, San Zhang'er said that her reputation was ruined, so she changed it to San Zhang'er.

When Jiang Ke's mind was filled with random thoughts, Jiang Kai had already driven the car into a winding alley.

Jiang Kai parked the car under a tree. The tree looked old and had thick branches.

There are several kittens dozing under the tree. They must be stray cats. Residents nearby must be feeding them. They all look fat and strong.

Hearing some movement, he stuck out his furry head to take a look, then buried his head again.

It was past three o'clock in the afternoon, the lunch break had just ended, and the sun was shining brightly, and those little things were very lazy one by one.

Cheng Kaicheng got the two unconscious people out of the car. Jiang Ke wanted to step forward to help, but was refused.

This is a stronghold of the African Affairs Bureau. From the outside, it looks unremarkable. It is a very old building, a self-built house with three or four floors. After entering, I found that the inside is as shabby as the outside.

The entire wall outside was covered with abstract graffiti, and the lines looked messy.

I don’t know how the African Affairs Bureau chose its stronghold. It is indeed a bit shabby.

There is a small yard in front of the house. It can be seen that no one has taken care of it. The leaves have fallen on the ground and accumulated a layer. There has been a lot of rain recently, and there is a puddle of water in the low-lying areas. The leaves have turned into black mud. It looks really sloppy.

Jiang Ke took one look and entered the door, out of sight and out of mind.

The room was brightly lit with incandescent lamps turned on. Fortunately, there was air conditioning.

As soon as he stepped into the room, a wave of cold air hit him. The temperature difference with the outside was a bit big, and Jiang Ke shivered.

There was a wooden table in the hall. It was made of good mahogany and had a tea tray on it. Ren Vince sat there facing the entrance and leisurely made a cup of tea.

There were three people in the room. Besides Ren Wensi, there was another person Jiang Ke didn't expect, a colleague from the hospital - Yang Kaihua.

There was another man sitting on the chair on the right, with very dark skin. When a group of them came in, he only drank tea without raising his head.

Yang Kaihua stood up and helped Han Shuangxi from Wang Anan's hand and entered the inner room. Cheng Kaicheng followed him and also entered.

Jiang Ke was a little curious and stared at him eagerly. Jiang Kai looked at his unpromising look and said, "You can go in and have a look."

So Jiang Ke happily ran in to observe.

The people in the non-management bureau barely exchanged pleasantries. They seemed to be very familiar with the process and everything was going on in an orderly manner.

There were two single beds in the back room, a bit like a hospital style. There were no other clutter, just two beds in the middle of the room.

When Jiang Ke entered, Yang Kaihua had already placed him on the bed. His right hand was placed on Han Shuangxi's forehead. Jiang Ke saw a green light appear in his palm.

The green light was not very obvious. In Jiang Ke's blink of an eye, Yang Kaihua had already retracted his hand.

Then the same process was copied on Chen Leilun's side.

After finishing the work, Yang Kaihua took out a bottle of alcohol-free disinfectant gel on the bedside, pressed it twice, then took off his gloves and threw them into the trash can.

Jiang Ke guessed that Yang Kaihua was erasing their memories.

Yang Kaihua is not considered a member of the African Management Bureau. To be precise, he is an external employee.

Yang Kaihua is actually a tree spirit with special abilities to erase memories. However, he is not a formal employee of the African Management Bureau. His essential job is still a doctor. He is considered a non-staff member - to be precise, he is a temporary worker who provides logistics. .

Jiang Ke was more curious about Yang Kaihua and asked, "Are spirits divided into good and bad?"

Yang Kaihua had already done it, straightened his collar and went out: "Of course. Everything has good and bad, and if there are evil spirits, there will naturally be good spirits."

Jiang Ke nodded, indicating that he understood. When he walked into the hall, Jiang Kai motioned for him to sit next to him.

At this time, Wang Anan was sitting on Jiang Kai's right. Jiang Ke originally wanted to sit on Jiang Kai's left. Jiang Kai didn't seem to be satisfied, so he pushed Wang An'an away and pulled Jiang Ke over.

Wang Anan wrinkled his nose at Jiang Kai, but still gave way.

Jiang Ke followed the good and did not dare to disobey the tyrant.

Jiang Kai asked Jiang Ke: "Would you like tea?"

Jiang Ke: "Drink."

Ren Vince poured a cup of tea for Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke: "Thank you, director."

Ren Vince nodded his chin slightly, his face still expressionless, but he added tea to everyone's cups.

Jiang Ke took a sip of tea, and then his attention was attracted by Ren Vince's hand pouring tea.

The knuckles of Vince Ren's fingers are very long, and doctors' hands need to maintain sensitivity, so they usually do relatively little housework. The muscles of their fingers are long and strong. At this time, he bent his index finger to hold the tea handle, which looked really pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Ke thinks this picture is beautiful. If it were captured by a camera, it would be a work of art.