Chapter 31 Your Guest's Door

Although Meng Zhao cried, begged and struggled, he was still stopped by his companions. Although everyone knows that doing this will hurt her, everyone knows better that if you don't stop her, after the hope just lit up is dashed, it may be deep despair...

If a person dies, how can he be resurred? She can't stand another blow.

On this trip, the sisters originally wanted to pull Meng Zhaowei out for a distraction, but in the end, such an accident happened, and everyone present was very depressed. Even the unknown Zhen'er and the red-haired man could feel the depression of the atmosphere, so they fell silent.

In the end, everyone had their own thoughts and embarked on their way home. After arriving at the gate of the University of Industry and Commerce and saying a simple goodbye, Yue Zun returned to his apartment. The red-haired man went straight back to the hotel when he decided to return.

Just got home, I said good night to Zhen'er and went into my own room. During the day, Zhen'er has rented another unrented room in the apartment.

Speaking of which, Yue Zun already felt very tired at this time. He threw the cat to **, regardless of the cat's protest, and lay down ** without taking off his clothes and closing his eyes.

The cat knew that the boy had really been working hard recently. After a few complaints, he jumped off the floor from **, jumped up to the window sill, did his favorite thing, and stood on the window sill to watch the scenery. The faint moonlight is imprinted on the cat's face, and it can faintly distinguish that it is a bitter and puzzled expression...

In life, who can avoid clothing, food, housing and transportation? Since you want to live, you have to make money. After all, the things that people pick up are just the dream of most people. So the next day, Yue Zun got up early and went to work in Jifu Hall as usual.

Shortly after Yue Zun arrived, the second uncle of the god stick also came. As soon as I entered the door, I told Yue Zun that there was a "precious guest" coming to the door today. You should clean up the things in the store and clean the floor, so as not to damage our image of Jifu Hall. Yue Zun answered and immediately took action.

Half an hour later, the atmosphere in the whole store has taken on a new look. The second uncle of the god stick nodded secretly in his eyes and praised in his heart: the young man introduced by Xiaohui is really rare. He is not only sharp and down-to-earth, but also willing to endure hardships and hard. There are not many such young people these days. It's just that according to his temperament, it's difficult to do my job. It's a pity, it's a pity...

Yue Zun cleaned up his facade and had nothing to do for the time being. He had to sit on the sofa and look through the magazines and newspapers that he was not interested in at all. He maliciously guessed who the "precious guest" sent himself to the door to kill the second uncle of the god stick.

Thinking like this in his heart, his eyes subconsciously glanced at the second uncle of the magic stick. He had already entered the state and sat upright in front of the table. There was no trace of wrinkles in a Tang costume. His face was solemn and solemn. Even the triangular eyes behind the generous silent mirror seemed to be the wisdom of the legendary prophet at this time.

Yue Zun sighed in his heart: Professional, very professional, too professional! No wonder it can make people willingly put the money in their pockets into his hands.

About ten minutes later, the "precious guest" in the mouth of the second uncle came to the door.

The second uncle of the god stick sat there pretended to be deep and pretended to be a master. Yue Zun saw that someone was coming and immediately got up to greet him. As a result, when I saw someone, I couldn't help sighing in my heart: Well, the world is too small. In total, I have only seen two customers of the second uncle of the god stick, and they are actually acquaintances!

The person who came is Meng Zhaowei's father, Chairman Meng of Huaguang Foreign Trade Co., Ltd., one of the top ten private enterprises in the province. The second uncle of the god stick called it a "noble guest" but also worthy of the name.

"Hello, Uncle Meng!" Yue Zun did a good job of etiquette when he saw that the elders should take the initiative to greet him.

"You are Xiaowei's classmate. Why are you here?" Meng Dong was still a little impressed by the young man who went to the hospital to visit his sister with a black cat in his arms, but he didn't seem to figure out the relationship between him and Meng Zhaowei.

Uncle Meng, my name is Yue Zun. Just call me Xiaoyue. Zhaowei and I are not classmates, but we are good friends. At present, I haven't been going to school for a long time, and I'm begging for food with Master Han. By the way, Master Han is the second uncle of Han Hui, a good sister in Zhaowei's dormitory. I came here to introduce Han Hui.

Yue Zun answered and also point out the relationship between the two. After all, he is an acquaintance. In this way, the second uncle of the god stick should be more merciful, right?

I didn't expect that there was such a relationship. The expression on Meng Dong's face changed from the original indifference to warm. In his imagination, with this relationship, Master Han should try his best.

After listening to Yue Zun's introduction, the second uncle of the god stick was embarrassed to carry a shelf again. He immediately stood up and met Meng Dong. He said, "It turned out that the flood washed the Dragon Temple. The family doesn't know the family!" Since Meng Dong's daughter and my niece are sisters, we, as elders, don't have to be too polite. Just call me Lao Han. Don't call me a master. That's too rude.

"It seems that people haven't called you a 'master' yet. The magic stick is a magic stick. It looks modest, but in fact, it is still posting gold on its own face," Yue Zun slandered.

"Master Han, our country has been a country of etiquette since ancient times. Although we are a family, we can't waste it lightly! However, since Master Han has something to say first, let's do this. Let's match each other's brothers. It seems that I'm a few years old, so I'll call you Brother Han. I don't know what Brother Han is thinking?

What Meng Dong said was also quite level. His words not only maintained the due respect for the second uncle of the god stick, but also subtly narrowed the distance between the two. No wonder he could become the chairman of a large foreign trade company from the beginning.

When the second uncle of the magic stick saw Meng Dong's words, he naturally beat the snake with the stick and called "Brother Meng". After all, I know that he is a real chairman. Even if his assets do not reach 10 billions, there must be billions, and he is just a "copycat" master. There is nothing to say that it is right. At best, he is a little more feng shui than ordinary people. He can know some shallow numerology and know more about it. A well-known taboo. Generally speaking, we basically rely on the mouth and make a living by deception.

After the unimportant cold noise, it is natural to negotiate business. The second uncle of the god stick did not sit as high in front of his stinging desk as usual, and looked down at the customers who looked short because of sitting on the sofa. Instead, he sat on the sofa on both sides opposite Meng Zhaowei's father.

Yue Zun gave them good tea, lit a cigarette, and sat down on the side of the second uncle of the stick.

After Meng Dong sat down, there was a burst of silence, bowing his head and thinking quietly, thinking that he was sorting out what he wanted to say in his heart. From time to time, he shook his head and sighed, and his face gradually showed a mixture of sadness and incredibleness, which showed that what he wanted to say next should not be something that could be easily solved.

The second uncle and Yue Zun saw this and did not disturb him. They just sat quietly and looked at Meng Dong and waited for him to speak. After five minutes, Meng Dong lit a cigarette again and took a deep breath. The cigarette head was red, and the whole cigarette suddenly burned nearly one-third. After exhaling smoke, Meng Dong finally opened his mouth and his voice was particularly hoarse.

"Actually, I really don't know how to talk about this. On the day of the accident, Xiaoyue was also present..."

When he heard this, Yue Zun was shocked! I and Meng Dong have also met in the hospital twice, and nothing happened the first time. The second time, Meng Zhaowei's cousin had an "something happened", but if it was just this matter, Meng Dong would not come here today. Could it be that Meng Zhaowei's aunt had something to do later? Can't make a " cousin" for Meng Zhaowei? Although I had doubts in my heart, I didn't ask. Anyway, they were talking, and I knew it after listening to it.

"I only have one sister, and I have a very good relationship with our family. She has only one son, and she is still a posthumous son, that is, my nephew. That's really a good child..."

Speaking of this, Meng Dong's eyes couldn't help but turn red, and tears were faintly visible in his eyes. It could be seen that he endured and did not shed tears. Yue Zun deeply agrees that a child who gives up his life to save his mother is not a good child.

"A while ago, my sister had a strange disease and has been dizzy, just like a vegetable. My nephew is filial! Under the heartache of my mother, I stayed by the side day and night, and I didn't even eat or sleep..." Meng Dong continued.

Yue Zun still knows a lot about this section. Although there is also a little injury, it is not too much. When the second uncle of the magic stick heard this for the first time, he sighed and seemed that his eyes were also faintly red. It seemed to be a conscienceful magic stick.

"Just before my sister woke up, my poor nephew died of heart palpit! Suddenly, Xiaoyue was the only one present at that time, and Xiaoyue informed us of our relatives... Whoo... Whoo..."

Speaking of this, Meng Dong could no longer restrain the sadness in his heart. He bent down on his legs and covered his face with his hands and cried bitterly. Looking at the second uncle of the magic stick, he also pulled a paper towel, wiped it twice, threw it away, then pulled one, wiped it again, and threw it again...

Seeing this, Yue Zun also felt that his nose was faintly sour, and the lacrimal glands seemed to begin to make**. However, he finally knew that although his cousin Meng Zhaowei died, he also gained a soul and avoided the fate of disappearing, which should be regarded as a happy event. However, I couldn't tell others about this, so I had to watch the two middle-aged people cry.

After crying for a while, the pain in the chest decreased slightly. Meng Dong continued to say, but his voice was more hoarse, with an incredible tone. It's time to say it's time," Yue Zun guessed in his heart.

"After my poor nephew went, the body was transported directly to the hospital's morgue for storage. It was sent to the funeral home early the next morning, but... but... when I arrived at the funeral home, the hearse was empty!"

"What did you say?" This is the voice of the second uncle.

"Impossible!" Yue Zun was shocked.

"This is true. At that time, the child's aunt and cousin were still in the car. I couldn't believe it when the employees of the funeral home quietly came to tell me about it. I almost fought with them at that time. Later, under their repeated emphasis, I went to the back of the car to check it in person, and my nephew really disappeared like this! I dare not tell others about this for fear that they will be hit again. You know, my sister just woke up and was still very weak and could not be stimulated any more. Then I asked someone to secretly hide the body of an animal and send it to the incinerator to be cremated.

At this time, Yue Zun remembered that Meng Zhaowei said last night that he saw his cousin...