Play Nice

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The business leader took off the protective clothing and disinfected the tools. It was almost three o'clock after the aftermath.

The smell of the antiseptic solution and the bloody smell in the repair room were too heavy. She stayed in it for a long time and was a little dizzy, so she came out specially to get some air.

Most of the local people choose to hold funerals in the morning. In the afternoon, there are not many people in the funeral home, and there are some family members scattered.

A young girl looked at the green belt several times, and hesitantly stepped forward, not sure: "Are you Ruby?"

Shang Ling led the girl back: "I am."

"I love your sound video."

"Thank you."

The girl smiled and left without disturbing.

Sister Zhou came over and gave Shang Ling a piece of white chocolate.

"Eat some."

Such a difficult restoration usually takes a long time. The severed limbs have been in contact for too long, and there will be no appetite in a short period of time. Shang Lingling has not eaten for eight or nine hours.

"Thank you, Miss Zhou."

She broke a small piece and put it in her mouth, the sweetness of the chocolate soothing her irritability for no reason.

"Tomorrow, the media will come to the memorial service, and there may be interviews at that time."

"Let Lao Pei come on."

Sister Zhou said: "Okay, I'll tell Lao Pei when I get there." When she was not busy in the afternoon, Sister Zhou had time to chat, "I swiped you on Weibo yesterday, do you still have to wear a mask when you go out? Will the paparazzi stare at you?"

About Shang Lingling's big spending at the charity party, Sister Zhou was not surprised. She usually saw that Shang Lingling was not from an ordinary family.

"I don't need to wear it, the paparazzi won't stare at me, the Internet information is updated very quickly, amateurs are not like artists, they don't brush their faces frequently, and no one pays attention in a few days."

Besides, does the media dare to watch it?
Shang Lingling broke off another small piece of white chocolate and put it in his mouth.

Sister Zhou asked, "Did the cremation room agree to the ring?"

"agreed."

The ashes will be boxed with the ring.

Sister Zhou looked at Shang Lingling: "You seem to have changed a lot."

"Where has it changed?"

"More empathy."

Sister Zhou is very accurate.

Shang Lingling usually likes to laugh and has a good temper. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a little sun that everyone loves, but Sister Zhou always feels that there is a little bit of humanity in her.Restoration of corpses is a profession that can see all kinds of human suffering. Before, Shang Lingling never felt sorry for other people's suffering. After the restoration, it was over. She would not let her emotions go into it. This time is different. She is in the process of restoration. Even the needle movements are lighter than before.

The EQ leader is noncommittal: "Sister Zhou, why do you want to be a cosmetic surgeon?"

"When I first entered the funeral home, this profession was still very unpopular and it was not easy to recruit people. The curator asked me if I could join, and if I could join the funeral home, he would give me an extra 200 yuan, so I bit the bullet. gone."

The original intention of her doing this business is because of money, 200 yuan more than ten years ago is not a small temptation of money.

"What about you?" she asked Shang Lingling, "Didn't you study medicine? Why didn't you become a doctor?"

According to Zuo Xiaoyun, Shang Lingling was recommended to be sent to the Imperial Capital University, not because the corpse cosmetic surgeon is not good, but because she has a better career choice.

"Do you know Lao Pei's junior brother?"

"I heard Lao Pei talk about it."

I heard that it is very powerful. I work in the Imperial Capital Funeral Home.

Shang Lingling lowered her head and looked at the green plants. The wind blew the leaves, and the mottled shaking made her eyes beating. She said lightly, as if she was talking about other people's affairs: "My father's body was repaired by him."

Sister Zhou knew why Shang Lingzhi became a cosmetic surgeon.

Someone is calling Miss Zhou.

"I went first."

"Ah."

The small flowers in the green belt are blooming beautifully, and the business collar collar lies on the guardrail and reaches out to touch the flowers.

A smoking area is designated at the other end of the green belt.

"Did you tell the curator?"

"said."

"Does he agree to fire Qin Xiang?"

The two men who spoke were known to each other, the one without glasses was Qi Lei from the cremation room, and the one with glasses was Liu Haiwang from the anti-corrosion room.

"I agree." Liu Haiwang scolded, "What do you mean by signing a labor contract and doing Tai Chi with Lao Tzu?"

After the two finished smoking, they walked towards the cremation room.

Qin just came out.

Liu Haiwang rushed to the head with new hatred and old hatred, and bumped it on purpose: "Can you walk?" He brushed off his clothes, as if he had got some dirt.

Qin Xiang was hit and took a few steps back: "Why hit me?"

"I don't have long eyes, but I'm still rake."

It's Liu Haiwang who beats it down.

"Last week in the cafeteria, you deliberately stumbled over me, and last week you cut the tire of my car." Qin Xiang is usually very patient, but the other party is bullying too much, "Where did I offend you?"

"Playing stupid, right?" Liu Haiwang took off the hat on his head, revealing the back of his head, which was covered with medical tape, "Your boyfriend beat him, and the wound hasn't healed yet, so I would be merciful if I didn't sue him. Why, you still expect me to be polite to you?"

Qin Xiang didn't believe that Zhou Ziheng would hit someone for no reason: "Why did he hit you?"

"Do you murderers need a reason to beat someone?"

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Zhou Ziheng found a food delivery job and got off work later than Qin Xiang.

He opened the door and entered the house.

Usually, she would rush to the door to pick him up as soon as possible, but not today.

The TV was on and Qin Xiang was sitting on the sofa.

"Qin Xiang."

She returned to her senses: "Huh?"

"The TV is over." Zhou Ziheng picked up the remote control that fell on the carpet and pressed the next episode.

Qin ringed up: "I'll go and warm up the dish."

Zhou Ziheng followed behind her: "You're not right today."

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