Four years single, three years widowed

I don't know which link went wrong, Li Can still couldn't escape it, and unfortunately caught a cold.

Pressing the alarm clock that sounded on time, Li Can touched his forehead, feeling the hot body temperature.

My head was groggy, and my eyes were sore, even if I closed them, there was no relief.

He should be in bed now rather than going to work.

But if Li Can had this self-awareness, he would not be Li Can.

Standing up and throwing off the quilt, Li Can dragged his tired and unwell body out of bed.

Dressing and washing, he simply tidied himself up and went out as usual.

The feeling of being sick is not good, and Li Can has no hobby of self-torture. He is going to leave work early today, and then go to the hospital.

But before that, he had to finish his work, hold meetings, read reports, approve new product development proposals, and so on.

When the car drove into a factory in an industrial area, Li Can stopped in place, unbuckled his seat belt, took off his glasses, and pinched his tense brows.

"Manager Li, are you okay?" Secretary Kong asked with concern.

"It's okay." After relaxing a little, Li Can put on his glasses and returned to work.

Opening the car door, Li Can and Secretary Kong got out of the car. They happened to meet Director Ma of the warehouse, and they entered the factory together.

"Manager Li, after the meeting, come to my office for a cup of tea?" Director Ma invited Li Can with a smile.

It is said to be drinking tea, but in fact it is to establish relationships and promote relatives.

Li Can knew his ways thoroughly, but he was helpless. Director Ma was the first group of employees to follow Li Yaohui, and they worked hard without credit, so Li Can occasionally sold him some face and dealt with him patiently.

"I won't drink today, I have some things to do later." Li Can said lightly.

He was sick, so he was really not in the mood to play circle games with Director Ma.

The smile faded, and Director Ma nodded unhappily: "Okay, it's okay."

In the factory conference room, all the personnel had arrived, and there were only three of them left.

Secretary Kong took out the prepared documents, Li Can took the main seat, and then started today's topic: production safety.

The meetings chaired by Li Can are usually not too long, but he pays close attention to safety issues, so naturally there are too many things to remind.

Enduring the discomfort in his throat, Li Can finally ended the meeting after an hour and a half.

After everyone dispersed, Li Can unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and took a sip.

Secretary Kong stood up, and while sorting out the documents, she took a sneak peek at Li Can.

"What's wrong?" Li Can couldn't help asking.

Immediately looking away, Secretary Kong said with a guilty conscience: "No..."

The other party was a girl, Li Can didn't want to press her, so she raised her head and took another sip of mineral water.

Biting her lower lip, Secretary Kong walked to the water dispenser in the corner of the conference room and put a cup of hot water on it.

"Manager Li." Secretary Kong handed the paper cup filled with hot water to Li Can, "It will be more comfortable to drink hot water."

Reaching out to take it, Li Can said in a gentle voice, "Thank you."

Next is the inspection time. Li Can starts from the ingredient workshop, the production workshop, the packaging workshop, and finally arrives at the paint warehouse.

Paint is a flammable chemical, and the storage method is very strict. Space, prevention, etc. must not hold back, otherwise, if there is a danger, it will lead to a catastrophe. The smell in the warehouse is pungent. Li Can put on a mask. Because the breathing is not very smooth due to illness, it is even more uncomfortable to wear a mask at the moment, but he still checks carefully.

"Have you passed the annual fire extinguisher inspection this year?" Li Can asked.

Director Ma who was following him was stunned: "Not yet."

"Not yet?" Li Can frowned, "I remember that the annual inspection was in September last year, and it's already November now."

"There are too many things, I forgot." Director Ma didn't care much, "I'll send someone to send him for a final examination right away."

Director Ma's reason made Li Can feel unreasonable, and he said seriously: "Do you know how dangerous this is? If the fire extinguisher fails and the warehouse catches fire, what do you ask the staff to use to put out the fire?"

Hearing this, Director Ma quickly poohed a few times: "It's unlucky to say that there is a fire but not a fire."

Li Can was speechless, turned around and left: "Hurry up and send the fire extinguisher to the next year for inspection."

"Okay...understand."

Sending Li Can to the door, Director Ma originally wanted to invite Li Can to dinner, and talk about his relatives by the way, but just now he was trained by Li Can, his old face couldn't bear it, and he didn't want to mention it now, so as not to make trouble for himself .

The first half of the day came to an end, Li Can and Secretary Kong got back in the car and were about to leave the factory.

Turning the key, Li Can asked, "What do you want for lunch?"

"Ah?" Secretary Kong couldn't figure out the situation, "Aren't we going back to the company?"

"Go to lunch first." Li Can turned to look at her, "What do you want to eat?"

"I can do anything." Secretary Kong was very easy to talk to.

This will soon be the first meal she will have with her boss after joining the company. She has no other requests, and she dare not make any requests.

Nodding his head, Li Can held the steering wheel and drove out of the factory.

In fact, Li Can didn't know what to eat with Secretary Kong. He drove the car and scanned the restaurants on the street, trying to find one that was interesting and easy to park.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar name.

"Let's eat beef noodles."

Rather than asking, Li Can was more like informing Secretary Kong, because he directly turned on the direction light.

"Okay." Fortunately, Secretary Kong didn't care.

After parking the car, Li Can opened the door and got out of the car, and walked into the noodle shop with Secretary Kong.

There are not too many people inside, but the takeaway business is booming, and there are several takeaway boys standing by.

Are college students this lazy?

With a smile in his eyes, Li Can found an empty seat and sat down.

"What do you two want to eat?" The aunt who ordered food took out a small book.

"A bowl of beef noodles."

Secretary Kong looked at the menu on the wall, but still said, "Me too."

"Well, good." Auntie tore off the list and turned her head.

"Hey! The proprietress!" A regular customer called out to the auntie, "Have a bowl of shredded pork noodles with pickled vegetables."

"Okay, got it." The proprietress replied in a local accent.

Li Can turned his head to look at the proprietress's back, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

I haven't been here for so long, and the boss has changed.

"Manager Li, have you been here?" Secretary Kong asked curiously.

"I used to study in a university near here." Li Can pulled out a pair of chopsticks.

"Is that so." Secretary Kong asked again, "Then you should come here often to eat noodles?"

Often...not at all.

But he could remember the taste of beef noodles, which was the first meal Duan Wenzheng invited him to eat.

In fact, the two didn't know each other well at that time, he was just helping Duan Wenzheng point the way, but Duan Wenzheng wanted to treat him to dinner in the name of gratitude.

Later he entered this noodle shop and ordered a bowl of beef noodles. Duan Wenzheng followed him in and ordered a bowl as well. He sat opposite him, staring at him and thinking about it.

"You really don't remember me? I was there at your brother's wedding."

"I even blocked the drink for you."

"Think again, I'm Song Wanjin's old comrade-in-arms."

Li Can unconsciously fell into the memories, his lips curved slightly, and after recovering, he quietly lowered them down.

"Not often." Li Can said honestly.

Secretary Kong's cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes dodged: "Oh..."

The smiling Manager Li is really pretty.

"Two bowls of beef noodles!" The new proprietress brought two bowls of beef noodles and put them on the table, "Use it slowly!"

The rising heat fogged the lens, and Li Can said to Secretary Kong for his stupefaction just now, "I'm sorry."

Secretary Kong shook his head quickly: "It's okay."

"Remember something from the past."

Mouth opened, Secretary Kong hesitated to speak, but she really wanted to ask Li Can if she remembered her lover, but her rationality warned her that this was Li Can's private matter and she should not inquire about it.

It certainly is.

Secretary Kong decided in his heart that such a gentle look could only be given to his lover.

Although the beef noodles were no longer the original taste, they were still pretty good. Li Can and Secretary Kong ate them leisurely, then returned to the company and started the labor mode.

As if God was deliberately against him, Li Can was busy all afternoon, even though he wanted to leave work early, but he got stuck at the bottleneck of the plan at the last moment, and he was unwilling to make a breakthrough.

After fighting until nine o'clock in the evening, Li Can clicked the mouse to save the file, and then the spirit of the strong fight collapsed.

There was a deep tiredness on his face, and he wobbled when he stood up, almost falling down.

After a quick tidying up, Li Can ran to the hospital in the dark to hang the salt water, leaning his head against the cold wall with his eyes closed.

This is not the first time that Li Can hangs salt water alone. Before Duan Wenzheng was transferred back, he spent every time he was sick like this. After Duan Wenzheng was transferred, it seemed that nothing had changed.

After an unknown amount of time, the dripping of salt water finally ran out, and the nurse came over to help Li Can pull out the needle.

After saying "thank you", Li Can followed the doctor's advice, went downstairs to buy the medicine prescribed by the doctor, and then drove home.

The medicine cannot be taken on an empty stomach, Li Can originally wanted to order a takeaway, but it was already late.

Searching around in the kitchen, Li Can found a few bags of rice. After thinking about it, Li Can decided to cook a pot of porridge.

Wash the uncooked rice twice and put it in clean water. He has never cooked porridge before, so he doesn't know how much water to put in. He always feels that there is too little and then too much.

The faucet was turned on and off three or four times, Li Can finally gave up hesitation, put the pot into the rice cooker, plugged it in, and clicked to cook porridge.

Taking advantage of this time, Li Can took a shower, wrapped himself tightly when he came out, and had a strong sense of prevention.

"Beep!" With a soft sound, the porridge is ready.

Li Can turned on the rice cooker with great anticipation, but what greeted him was rice-like porridge.

Too much rice and too little water.

After stirring with a wooden spoon, Li Can was sure that he didn't want to eat this.

Not very clever head turned around, accidentally caught a glimpse of the pot at home, Li Can thought of a way.

Add some water and burn it on the stove.

Thinking so, he did it, Li Can put the pot on the stand, spooned two ladles of porridge, poured two bowls of water, and stirred it twice, it seemed like that.

Covering the pot, Li Can stood by the side, waiting for the rice porridge to boil.

From time to time, he lifted the lid to look at it, and when he saw that it was not soaked, he closed it again, until finally, when the lid was lifted, there was a burnt smell from the shop, so frightened that Li Can immediately turned off the fire.

He didn't know to stir it, the rice was all stuck to the bottom of the pot.

Sighing involuntarily, Li Can suddenly missed Duan Wenzheng very much, or rather, missed the preserved egg and lean meat porridge that Duan Wenzheng made the first day when he came back.