dhibooks Chapter 12 12
Chapter 12 12
Mo Cangli handed in the manuscript early, and started to search for himself on the Internet, searching for all his previous names.He didn't know what name the "Mo Cangli" of this era would use, and what his background was.
But to his surprise, there was no relevant information.
Dozens of possibilities were generated in his mind, but the information he had was too little to be ruled out directly.Mo Cangli thought about it for a while, and decided to start investigating from the person with whom he had a relationship.
It's just that... Mr. Xinghua, who has had the most contact with me, doesn't know me in this era. Is it possible for others to know me?
On the floor of the operating room, Xing Huajun, the chief surgeon during the intermission, was playing with his mobile phone.
He clicked on the text message dialog box between Mo Cangli and him. The last message was two days ago and was sent by himself.
The operation will last until 5 o'clock in the afternoon. The nurses are still saying that they will go to see Xinghua when they are free. They are all laughing when they talk about Xinghua. It’s not just for you to look at, there are 41 flowers for a man.”
"That's right, a flower, I don't want you to appreciate it, I appreciate it alone." He teased himself.
The great emotional expert Mr. Mi* will tell the majority of single women that the one who takes the initiative is often the loser.And this golden rule applies in any relationship.Mr. Xinghua didn't take it seriously, because he neither looked at Mimeng nor felt that he had lost. It is true that he was the one who paid more.
An IPAD, a suit, a "Pippi Pig", and a house and 3 needles on the wrist.
He only recognized his sexual orientation in college and had two boyfriends.Xinghuajun is a more specific style, but the other party thought he was too dull, so they broke up after talking for 3 months.
The buddhist man, Xinghuajun, has no regrets at all. After all, he was the one who was chased at the beginning, probably because he was so hard to find in the circle. His offensive was fierce and fierce, and that young Xinghuajun was also in bud. Want to let go.Scratching his head, he agreed without finding a reason to refuse.
Therefore, strictly speaking, he did not pursue anyone.Especially men, especially men like Mo Cangli who don't like oil and salt.
After the operation, someone in the team proposed to have a midnight snack.At the dinner table, the colleagues mentioned that this year's fellowship in the hospital, of course, Mr. Xinghua is indispensable in surgery.He hadn't come out to his colleagues in the workplace yet, biting the rim of his glass and nodded awkwardly.Anyway, at my age, I don't like the beautiful girls in the hospital. Those young graduate students and residents are better than him.
It's a pity that what he doesn't know is that the current girl's GAY detector is terribly sensitive. Looking at a 40-year-old man who is single and well-dressed, he has long been classified as gay. How dare he think about him? Woolen cloth?
The little nurses chatted happily, and the topic of the young people was four or five times away from him, but Mr. Xinghua was young at heart after all, watching them just stop talking, he suddenly had an idea.
"Hey, comrades, tell me, how did you catch up with boys or girls before?"
"Dance social shake!" Someone came up with a bad idea, "Master Mingyi knows what social shake is?"
The youngsters burst into laughter, Xinghua Jun lifted the boy who said that the society was shaken, "Mr. Mingyi really doesn't know, you can dance a section."
Everyone started booing, it's not like the chief surgeon, Mr. Xinghua, has already spoken, so he can only dance.After a while, the atmosphere became lively, and the chatterbox of the people at the banquet opened up like Gatling. Mr. Xinghua listened quietly while stealing the teacher, and then felt... these ordinary tricks may not be used by Mo Cangli.
It's three o'clock in the afternoon in Zhongyuan City.
It is said that spring is sleepy and autumn is exhausting. As a salted fish employee, how can Feng Xiaoyao have a reason not to sleep?It happened that the boss was not around again, so he stretched himself and was about to lean over the desk.
This is an office building in the old city. The first floor is divided into more than 20 cubicles, which are specially provided for small companies that do Taobao or operate strange service businesses.For example, the private detective agency of Tie Yu Qiuyi.
Room 1913 is a studio rented by his boss, Tie Yu Qiuyi, with two desks, a filing cabinet, and not even a water dispenser.The stingy boss, Tie Yuqiuyi, doesn't even pull the network cable, so he can only rely on mobile data for office work.Anyway, such a humble studio is the whole of his working environment.
Just after the new year, the business is not good. In fact, there is no good time for business throughout the year.So Feng Xiaoyao's job is to play with his mobile phone, guard the studio, and see if anyone comes to the door.
If you're lucky, you'll have your rations for this month.
Just as he was about to go to bed that day, his parents came.
A man in a ripped denim jacket has handsome features, but his eyes are a bit gloomy.Her long cyan hair was tied into a ponytail and she wore a peaked cap.Judging by his green hair color, one can see that he is a man with a story.
"Sir, is there anything I can do for your marriage?" Feng Xiaoyao asked.
"Your Daoyu accent is very strong, Feng Xiaoyao, isn't it?"
"Hey, it's true, sir. Huh? Am I that famous?"
"It's not you who are famous, but I just heard about you. I came today to ask you to help me find a person." Mo Cangli put a photo on the desktop, "Help me find this person. Let your boss Check it out, and bring me a word."
"Using the Mohist collection to support a reckless man is really a waste."
Feng Xiaoyao didn't understand what he said, so he just jotted it down.He looked at the photo in his hand and then at Mo Cangli, rubbing his chin: "Sir... the person in this photo seems to be you."
"Yes. That's me."
In the past few years in the office, to be honest, he has seen quite a few weirdos, but this is the first time he has met a weirdo who checks himself.Asked his name, he would not give it, and said that the name is also their job, if they can't find out, it's better to cancel the company on the spot.Feng Xiaoyao was so angry that he wanted to hit someone on the spot, but considering that it would be difficult for this company to open once in half a month, he agreed with a good voice.
He begged Tie Yu for clothes and saw this strange guest.The man didn't respond to the remark, and only said that the customer's request should be the best.
"How much deposit did he give?" Tie Yu asked Yi.
Feng Xiaoyao slapped his head, only to realize that the deposit was forfeited at all.
Xinghuajun came home at 11 o'clock in the evening, tired like an old dog hammering his sore back and went into the bathroom to take a bath.The sound from the room next door came from the vent in the bathroom, the electronic music was played very loudly, and a man's voice was heard singing along and out of tune.He remembered that Emperor Wen said that he would take out his house for short-term rent. What kind of tenants are these? !
After rinsing for less than 5 minutes, Mr. Xinghua was about to go to the door with drenched hair, and the door opened after a few knocks, revealing Qianxue Guming's frizzy head.Seeing that it was Mr. Xinghua, what a coincidence he said!
Why is he such a dandy, Mr. Xinghua asked: "Is this room rented to you by Emperor Wen?"
"Ah, what's the matter? I said I have no place to live in the Central Plains."
"...This is my house." Mr. Xinghua flicked the water on his head and took a look. "If you don't want furniture, I'll find someone to move it away."
"No," Qianxue Guming spread his arms, "You have a good aesthetic, I like it."
Don't like it!Xinghuajun was about to open his mouth to reason, when a light weight covered his head.Mo Cangli stood behind him and rubbed his hair, "Why don't you dry your hair? You are a surgeon, you must be self-aware, and you should take care of yourself." He felt that these words were clearly heard from Mr. Xinghua I have been there, it is the most common concern.
"Uh... I thought you were asleep."
Qianxue Guming understood the relationship when he saw the two people, one in pink and one in pink pajamas, and the one behind Mr. Xinghua was probably his boyfriend.He was not interested in eating dog food, so he slammed the door behind him after saying goodbye.
"Qianxue Guming lives at the opposite door." Mo Cangli said.
"Yeah, that's right... It's just, why did he take a fancy to my house? My house has two bedrooms and one living room. It doesn't look like he, the dignified Prince of Miaojiang, would like it. It's really weird."
"...Emperor Wen's motives are irrational."
"Why did you talk about Emperor Wen again? Hmph, he's just coveting my house. The price of this property has been rising in the past few years. Ouch, I'm so pissed off."
"No, I was wondering why he wanted to help you. Emperor Wen is not a person who has a strong pursuit of material interests." But a person's growth environment greatly affects this person's character, "Xinghua, and Let me tell you about Emperor Wen in your eyes."
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Feng Xiaoyao here is a smuggled immigrant from Daoyu. His Central Plains visa is a tourist visa, which has expired long ago, so he is a black householder, and he will become a Central Plains citizen in one year, so he can only beg for clothes for Tie Yan. assistant.