memory hole

Save it inside.But now that little box is gone too.

It was a box of cookies.It was later replaced with a transparent storage box.

In the custom-made wardrobe integrated with the wall, there is a flat and long hidden drawer. Zhong Xian once thought that he could put old things here after moving in.

Now that drawer is empty.

Zhong Xian rubbed his temples trying to remember.He has searched all over the house.

He started dreaming again.Interestingly, every time he knew he was dreaming.It was past midnight, and he was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, listening to the sound on the TV.Recently, he has to sleep with the TV on, and the TV has been set to turn off at a certain time.He was hoping that he would fall asleep watching a football game without knowing it.

But the dream still came.

There are fallen leaves all over the ground, and some are flying in the sky, fluttering and falling in circles.He could feel himself in a good mood.want to jump.This feeling of happiness made him not want to resist, and he decided to continue this dream.

His car was driving very slowly, and he could feel the wheels rolling over fallen leaves.There was a faint fragrance in the car.It must have come from a woman.Slowly turning his gaze to the rearview mirror, there was no one in the mirror.

He turned his head suspiciously.

Most of the seats in the back are empty.A person leaned sideways, leaning against one side of the car door, his face was almost pressed against the side window glass, looking out at the fallen leaves through the brown car window seriously.He was wearing a long coat, which was a simple style of black cashmere texture, with a white collar showing at the neck.No matter how you look at it, this is a man.young boy.

Zhong Xian could feel that when those dry fallen leaves were run over by the wheels, the last bit of juice would splash out, dyeing the whole street yellow.

"Are you my classmate? Middle school? Primary school?"

The man turned his head slowly.It was Officer Deng.

With bright eyes, this is the younger Police Officer Deng.He smiled faintly, his fair face was illuminated by the sun, and his joy permeated the entire carriage.Then he spoke.The characters are straight and round. "The interesting thing is his mother."

Zhong Xian didn't know what he was talking about.

In an instant, they were back to the scene where they first met. "His mum had dreams about him. That's why they called the police."

"What's the point?" Zhong Xian felt that he was about to wake up.He was very mad.His mother dreamed of him, or I dreamed of you, what's the point?

15

The business card is printed with four big characters of 'Integrity Moving'.The business cards are made of the cheapest thin paper and have little design.This business card will appear in anyone's mailbox or under the door of a house at any time.That's how Zhong Xian found him at the beginning.

Because there are not many things, I still remember that there was only a pickup truck, which was old and worn out.

He called the phone number on his business card.

"Hello. That's right. About two and a half years ago, I used your car to move."

"Huh?" The other party was a little confused. "Oh. I'm not moving anymore. Not doing that..."

"Wait, I mean, do you remember if I left a little box, uh, or clear plastic, in your car?"

"Uh...it happened two years ago." The other party was very surprised, and even laughed, "How could I remember."

"Yes. I'm just trying my luck."

"How big a box? I'll give it back if you really forgot it in my car, though. I never left anything from a customer."

"Okay. Got it."

Zhong Xian is really just hit and miss.Even if he really forgot where it was, others would just throw it away like trash if they found it.Because it is a memento of his past, it is of no value to others, so there is no need to hide it from him, at least you can tell him that it has already been thrown away.It can be regarded as a result.

16

One of the buildings here is at least 20 years 'old'.As far as SZ is concerned, it is already considered an antique.Because the whole city is only 30 years old.It is composed of three connected sub-buildings, at the intersection of Renmin North Road and Wenjin Road, it looks very grand from a distance.When you approach, you will see four less obvious signs in Wenjin Square on the side of Renmin Road.

Dake is already waiting on the side of the road not far from the entrance of the underground parking lot of the square. Because it is a branch road under the Yayuan Interchange, temporary parking is possible there.In such a central road section, the roadside of this branch road is often full of cars parked.

Zhong Xian walked over on the sidewalk and motioned for Dake to park the car here.

"Is it true that the license plate will not be copied?" Dake expressed his concern loudly through the car window, and at the same time kept checking whether there were drivers in other cars.Then he got out of the car and followed Zhong Xian closely.

"I didn't expect you to leave the mountain so soon." Dake caught up and said with a smile, "Didn't you say you were going to travel?"

"This Mr. Guo came to me, I don't know how he found out about me." Zhong Xian said. "He gave shares."

"Really. So good. How much?"

"Don't have illusions." Zhong Xian shook his head and looked at Dake with a smile. "I just wanted to see what his so-called new material was."

"If you can really give shares, you can do it."

They found a sub-building called Wenyuan Building, took the elevator to the 29th floor, walked through the narrow floor corridor, and found a company called HHZ.The company consists of several offices.In front of an office without any number plate, Zhong Xian pushed open the glass door, strode in, walked through a reception area, and went straight to the more open office inside.This office has very spacious large windows, a large boss desk is placed in the depth of the left side of the door, and the reception area is composed of sofas and a tung red root carved tea table on the other side.

Two men were sitting in front of the root-shaped tea table drinking tea. Seeing Zhong Xian approaching, the man near the window stood up and held out his hand to him.The man was about 40 years old, with a lean build and a serious face.

"This is President Guo." Zhong Xian said to Dake.Dake shook hands politely.

After a brief conversation, several people sat down around the tree root tea table.

"Mr. Yang, bring the samples." Mr. Guo said to the man drinking tea together.The man was dressed in gray, he couldn't tell whether it was a jacket or a suit, and he looked like he was in his 30s.After listening to Mr. Guo's instructions, he got up and walked out of the office with a smile on his face. "

"Who is he?" Zhong Xian looked at the man's back and asked Mr. Guo.

"He made this thing." Mr. Guo said concisely and didn't want to say more.

The man came back soon, carrying a few square thick stone samples, and Dake immediately got up to meet him.

"It looks pretty good." Dake said to Zhong Xian while spreading those samples on the table next to the tea table.

"Do you see any difference?" Zhong Xian reminded him to focus on the key points.

"The quality is still good. It's passable." Dake picked up a piece and scratched it with the car key in his hand.

"I have seen several brands in the project, and they are basically this kind." Zhong Xian said.

Mr. Yang immediately interrupted him: "Our advantage lies in the production process, we can make stone with any pattern effect."

Zhong Xian said directly: "Other manufacturers can do this. If you choose any style, the cost of mold opening and time will be high..."

"Other domestic manufacturers really can't do it. Ours will not increase the cost." Mr. Yang said firmly with a smile, with a slightly smug expression.

"Is that so? How can we not increase the cost." Zhong Xian stared at Mr. Yang, waiting for him to explain in detail.

"We have our own method, that is, we don't need to open a mold, and we can make it quickly." Mr. Yang replied, but he refused to talk about his technology in detail.

Dake was very interested and looked at each sample.Zhong Xian turned his head to Mr. Guo and said, "Have you never been in this industry before?"

Mr. Guo nodded, his face still serious: "If you think it's okay, it's really as good as what Mr. Yang said. Let's cooperate, and you have to ensure that there is a project."

Zhong Xian did not give a direct conclusion, but said: "Engineering materials are different from your clothing accessories industry. It is not much the same as the old marketing method you are used to. Unless you can turn this kind of thing into a household Supplies."

Mr. Guo began to nod. "That's a good idea. Don't go into engineering. Or don't make engineering a priority at all, but..."

Mr. Yang interrupted them, and interjected: "The project is going to be done. The project has a leader. I recently learned about a project. The timing is just right, and I also found someone who can help. You can try it."

"Which project?" Dake asked.

"A hotel project along Chuangye Road, Bao'an."

"Who did you find and who did you know?" Zhong Xian said.

"I don't know it. I have contacted the person who provided materials for the project. He said he has a way. You can try it."

"Where does he start from?" Zhong Xian asked.

"He's doing aluminum panels for that project. Should pass this."

"Stone materials must be signed by Party A. Aluminum plates are not required." Zhong Xian said.He is not interested in Mr. Yang's words, but also has doubts about this product.Dake is still asking. "What's the name of this guy who makes aluminum plates? We don't have many people in this industry, maybe I will recognize it."

"He's from Hunan. What's his name, Crane..." Mr. Yang began to think.

"Is the surname He?"

"No, no. It's surnamed...Zhu!"

Dake sat up straight: "Zhu Xinhe!"

"That's right, it's the name, you really know it. I still have his business card here."

Zhong Xian was in no mood to continue the chat.Dake's attention has completely changed. He kept asking Mr. Yang about Xiao Zhu—how did they know each other?