Chapter 24

Zhang lingshuo smiles and puts the note in place.

"Mr. President, please help me take care of my boss these days. She is in poor health, but now she has hurt her leg and can't move." Zhang Qing suddenly said to Zhang lingshuo very seriously.

"No problem. You're very affectionate! " Zhang lingshuo said.

"Well, yes! Without a boss, I, I might have Forget it, but she makes me angry. I have to teach her a lesson. " With that, he picked up his luggage bag and turned to go downstairs.

Everything is back to peace.

Zhang lingshuo turned to pick up the laptop, put it on the wooden table and opened it.

It's good here. It won't be too dark and it won't be exposed to the sun.

Screen into the operating system, he is familiar with the operation of a few steps, open accumulated mail for a few days. Only then discovered that connects with the outside world, in the heart has no reason a burst of weariness.

Life here is simple and almost isolated. Through the network can directly return to that intriguing Vanity Fair, he felt a little uncomfortable. Clearly that kind of life is the normal of his life, but he was attracted by these days of leisure.

One morning, he finished his work for a short time, stretched wearily, looked up, and had a pair of calm eyes on the opposite floor.

It's the owner's!

What is she looking at?

Watch him?

Or are you wary of him?

Zhang lingshuo pulled his lips and laughed, but he didn't think deeply. After drinking, he continued to work.

The development of Zhang's group in the United States in the past two years has been as he expected, but there are still some uneasy factors. The risks faced by the industry will not disappear because he is the president of Zhang's group, but there are signs of increasing. For more than a year, Johnson was no longer satisfied with the original market share, but also began to gradually push into the interior products market. With his original contacts and the previous team of the company, he soon occupied an irreplaceable share in the interior products field.

And Johnson is not an easy to satisfy, on the contrary, he is a very ambitious person. Ambitious people, he always does not exclude, but will appreciate very much, ahead of time is this person act with degree, work with principle. Johnson can't have these excellent qualities. He is too hard-working in business, and his partners who have cooperated with him have low evaluation on him.

Zhang lingshuo smiles. He can almost see his end for such a person. Maybe Johnson can become a temporary obstacle for Zhang's group, but this is only a small stumbling block for Zhang's group in the future. It won't set off too big waves, so it's not enough to be afraid.

Only how to use the enemy's power for himself is what he really needs to consider.

In the past, he could hardly hold sand in his eyes. If he did not like it, he would never cooperate with them. Now?

Now he found that some things are not so important. One time cooperation can make each other get twice the result with half the effort. Why be the enemy all the time. The forever friend in this world, of course, will not have the forever enemy.

In the back of the small building, Mo Huiwei leaned against the wall and stroked his chest. The puppet in his hand fell to the ground, and his face was aggrieved.

The red glow reflected all over the sky, and the clouds in the sky were also dyed with various natural colors.

Zhang lingshuo is sitting at the table of the store, on which is the pasta sent by the boss of the hotel.

"Would you like to come down and have something to eat?" He went to the small garden between the two floors and raised his voice to ask. The tone of his voice was different from that in the vanity fair.

No one answered in the room.

"You haven't been out all day. You haven't eaten yet. Boss Zhang sent two noodles. Would you like to come down and have some? " He continued, only because of politeness. After all, he is living under the eaves of others.

There is still no answer in the room.

She's angry!

Zhang lingshuo picked his eyebrows, took a look at the back floor, turned around and ate his share of noodles. After eating noodles, he didn't stay in the shop more. He went upstairs to his room and continued to be busy.

After nine o'clock, he picked up the changed clothes, walked out of the room, followed the route Zhang Qing said, came to the bathing room in the small garden, and pushed the door in.

The eye-catching scene made him the president of Zhang's group, who is full of resources every day, be stunned for a few seconds.

The bathroom is very small, but it is delicate enough. It has a simple color. It has a smooth wooden frame, a copper Candlestick, and a large tub made of top quality solid wood on the floor. You can see from the texture on it that it has been a long time, but the owner has protected it very well.

Wooden antiques can be used all the time, and still remain so. I have to say that she is a professional in this field. But will professionals be willing to let these valuable antiques be wasted like this? The answer is no, unless the person is crazy or sees money as dirt.

And she, what kind of possibility?

Needless to think, she still let all the furnishings in the house be placed according to the original style, and even practical in daily life. It's just her hobby, and she still wants to miss something when using these old things.

Why is she so clear about what she thinks? He didn't know, but his heart was so clear and determined.Zhang lingshuo gently pulled the corners of his lips, which had nothing to do with him. Now he just took a hot bath to relax.

He looked at the left side of the bathroom. There were simple toiletries and two bottles that he was very familiar with. He knew that he used them every day.

He stepped forward and carefully identified it as genuine.

Who here will know his habits and prepare for him thousands of miles away.

Maybe Zhang Qing!

He thought, put the clothes on the wooden shelf, took the bucket, and went to the big water tank in the kitchen to fetch water. In addition to electricity and broadband, there is no tap in this room. All the water used in our life is picked up from the spring pool two kilometers away.

He sniggered. It's the stubborn habit of that woman again!

He didn't put the water in the big bucket. He didn't try to take a bath in the bucket hundreds of years ago or even thousands of years ago. He just used the things of the ancients. He always felt uncomfortable. Reluctantly took a simple bath in cold water.

After a while, Zhang lingshuo changed his dry clothes and walked out of the bathroom. He put the changed clothes in the bucket outside the bathroom. He doesn't have the habit of washing his clothes by himself. It's all done by others. Even when he has to do it by himself, he has another small habit, which is to keep his clothes and wait for "well, good morning!" He perked up and laughed.

"Boss Zhang asked us to bring noodles. It's still hot. Please eat it quickly!"

"Good."

Uncle Wang walks in.

Good morning, Mr. Zhang

When Zhang lingshuo went to the small garden, the doors and windows on the second floor were still closed.

"Come out and have something to eat. Listen to Zhang Qing say that you don't want me to live in. I'm sorry to have caused you such trouble, but please don't make fun of your body. " Zhang lingshuo cleared his voice. "It doesn't matter if you don't want to see me. I should be outside the town and in the bamboo forest all day. You don't have to worry about meeting me! "

He treats her the way he treats her in the mall? He treats her the way he treats her in the market!

In the room, Mo Hui frowned tightly. Her hair was soaked in fine sweat. She opened her tired eyes and heard the voice of the man. His eyes darkened after hearing his voice, and he pulled his lips with a bitter smile.

She struggled to get up, and the pain in her abdomen became more obvious.

He slowly dressed and combed his hair. The old wooden door was creaking open. On the path of the small garden, Zhang lingshuo was turning to leave.

Zhang lingshuo looked back and saw the strange light in her eyes. She was still pale, but she felt that she would fall down at any time, and her heart began to ache.

Mo Hui's hands were shaking, her nails were deep in the palm of her hand, and several pale crescent shapes were printed on them. She forced herself to look directly at the man, open her mouth calmly, and her voice could hardly be heard.

"You haven't paid the rent yet." She said.