big city small home

Chapter 20

After Sang Baiyue took a shower, dried her hair, and walked awkwardly around the living room twice, she mustered up the courage to open the door and enter the bedroom.Seeing that the clothes in the open wardrobe door were empty, Lu Zhenzhong put all his changed clothes into the suitcase.

It was too unexpected, and I was speechless for a while.

Lu Zhenzhong buried his head in silence, zipped up the suitcase, and stood up.

Out of her usual arrogance, Sang Baiyue didn't say anything to persuade her to stay.

Lu Zhenzhong carried his suitcase and brushed past Sang Baiyue.

Neither of them spoke.

Sang Baiyue seemed to be under a spell, like a sculpture, motionless.It wasn't until the sound of the door slamming shut that her legs gave way.Fortunately, there was an IKEA rocking chair at the door, which caught her falling body.

She lowered her head, as if unable to support her head.Short straight black hair covered her face and her expression.

Suddenly, the sound of tiptoe footsteps sounded outside the bedroom, Sang Baiyue suddenly raised her head, and turned her head to look back with surprise.

It wasn't Lu Zhenzhong.

It's Mama Sang who doesn't know why.

Mama Sang put on a thick scarf, and hesitated in her steps: "I seem to hear the sound of the door opening and closing. Don't worry, get up and have a look... It turns out that I heard it wrong." Mama Sang turned and walked to her bedroom.

Sang Baiyue bit her lip to prevent herself from crying.

Looking back at the wardrobe like a black hole, she suddenly remembered something, jumped up, got up and picked up the corner of the wardrobe.I turned it back and forth three or four times, but I still couldn't see the small wooden box.

Sang Baiyue understood that the small wooden box was taken away by Lu Zhenzhong!

She took a piece of her own clothes, put it on quickly, and ran to the door without touching the ground.

Mama Sang was about to close the bedroom door when she suddenly saw her daughter running out and shouted anxiously: "It's so late and you don't sleep! You... oops!" She suddenly remembered the sound of the door opening and closing just now. Back to Jiading?

Mama Sang took three steps and two steps, and probed into her daughter's bedroom. Sure enough, there was only Xiao Zhenqi who was sleeping soundly in the bedroom.Mother Sang put her hand on her heart and said in surprise: "Oh my god, I'm really angry this time!"

Sang Baiyue ran all the way down the stairs, and as soon as she got out of the building, she saw Magotan with its car lights on.She rushed to the car without hesitation, but the car was still a step faster and drove away before she pounced on it.

Sang Baiyue only touched the smooth car body.

"Lu Zhenzhong!" Sang Baiyue cried and shouted after chasing after the car.

In fact, the above is just Lu Zhenzhong's imagination.

Lu Zhenzhong took the suitcase and took the elevator downstairs, and put the suitcase in the trunk in an orderly manner.Before returning to the driver's seat, he glanced at the opening of the building twice.

According to the plot design in his heart, at this time, Sang Baiyue should rush down to keep him with tears.Perhaps out of pity, he would give her another two days to weigh and think, so that she wouldn't turn her face right away like now.

But he started the car slowly, and no one got off yet.When he thought that people didn't care whether he left or stayed at all, he could only step on the gas pedal and cast aside his whimsical ideas with practical actions.

When the car was about to turn the corner, the door of the building finally opened out of the corner of the eye, and Sang Baiyue's figure came out.The night was thick, the car turned a corner in an instant, he didn't have time to see her facial features clearly, only a small white face.

As expected, Sang Baiyue has always been aloof and arrogant.

Her self-esteem made her do nothing, but just watched, watching Lu Zhenzhong drive the Magotan away from the Gingko Garden.

Lu Zhenzhong galloped in the night.

Drive to Anting Xinyuan in one breath.

Carrying his suitcase, he went straight to the sixth floor.It was past midnight, and Lu Zhenzhong drove nearly [-] kilometers twice, and was already very tired.

Thinking of the work report tomorrow morning, Lu Zhenzhong hurriedly washed, lay down and fell asleep.

This night, emotions are like wild horses running wild, galloping on their own.He dreamed that the man running at night with Sang Baiyue continued to expand and become bigger, and merged with the night.He searched for the night runner in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find it, so he had to give up.When he turned to leave, unexpectedly, the darkness followed him like a shadow, and he couldn't get out of the fog even though he tried his best.

The fog became darker and darker, and finally condensed into a sinister and cunning face.

He wore a baseball cap and a dark mask on his face.Inside the mask, there was a loud "haha" sound with a strange rhythm.

Lu Zhenzhong was awakened by the terrifying laughter, only to realize that the so-called laughter actually came from the ringing of the alarm clock.

Wiping the non-existent sweat on his forehead, Lu Zhenzhong got up in a daze.

The suitcases brought back from the city last night stood side by side in front of the closet with the suitcases brought back from the business trip, silently reminding Lu Zhenzhong that running at night and refusing money for medical treatment were not things he imagined out of thin air.

While eating breakfast, Lu Zhenzhong began to reflect on his situation, and the more he thought about it, the more useless he felt.He is determined not to take the initiative to contact Sang Baiyue again, and he has to set a goal: to get back at least 30 from Sang Baiyue.If this goal cannot be achieved, there will be no compromise.

When he thought of his self-considered ally, mother-in-law and Sang Baiyue winking, he panicked.Allies or something, just his self-indulgence.Although his wife has been married to him for 5 years, it seems that she has never really become a family member with him.She is still family with her parents.

In the past, he secretly teased that the old man was like a long-term worker in the family, but now, he is the real long-term worker in Sang's family. He doesn't even pay for food and lodging.

Lu Zhenzhong was burned by disappointment, and even the breakfast of milk + boiled eggs didn't taste good anymore.

Pounding the table with his fist, Lu Zhenzhong got up: "I will not stop until I achieve my goal. That's the decision!"

Lu's father asked to seek medical treatment at the best cancer hospital in Shanghai, which is the Cancer Hospital affiliated to Fudan University.The Cancer Hospital Affiliated to Fudan University was established on March 1931, 3. It is a third-class tumor hospital integrating medicine, teaching, research, and prevention. At the same time, it is also a paradise of hope in the minds of cancer patients.

Because there are too many patients seeking medical treatment, it is difficult to find the number one expert.

Relying on a dozen alarm clocks to remind Lu Zhenzhong, it took 5 days to grab an expert account in the middle of the week.About ten days away from seeing a doctor.

During this period, there should be no sudden business trips inserted into it.

Lu Zhenzhong called his father and made an appointment that he would go home to pick his father up to Shanghai on the weekend before seeing a doctor.Lu's father hummed and agreed.

Sister Lu Mei's voice came from the speaker: "Dad can rest assured now. Your son is going to take you to Shanghai to see a doctor. The neighbors in the neighborhood will all envy you."

"Cough, cough, cough." Papa Lu's wheezing laughter came over with the sound of coughing.

Lu Zhenzhong on the other end of the phone was both relieved and sad.

Although he once claimed to Sang Baiyue that he only had one or two months' living expenses in his hand, it was not the truth.Like every married man who is keen to save private money, Lu Zhenzhong also has his own small coffers.

The source of the small coffers is job bonuses. The 24 salary is widely known; in addition to the 24 salary, there are actually year-end departmental bonuses and excess performance bonuses.

Since my country's accession to the World Trade Organization at the end of 2001, the long-term suppressed automobile consumption has been released, and automobile sales have increased sharply.

In 2009, under the effect of automobile stimulus policies such as "cars going to the countryside", "purchase tax reduction" and "trading old for new", the sales of passenger cars increased by nearly [-]% compared with the previous year.

In 2010, the sales volume of the domestic passenger car market exceeded [-] million units for the first time.

Since then, the global automobile industry has migrated as a whole, and the production areas of automobiles have concentrated in China, the United States, and Japan. As the largest automobile industry base in China, Anting's company has benefited, as can be imagined.

As a rising tide lifts all boats, the salaries of Lu Zhenzhong and his colleagues are also impressive.

Lu Zhenzhong saved more than 30 private money.

(End of this chapter)