Mixed small peasants

There is nothing to worry about in the factory, but Ma Xiaole thinks that it is a trivial matter after all, the key big thing is his future, being a letter sender can be done by himself, it is a place for retirement.But in Shadun Township, the government compound, if you want to get mixed up, you have two paths, one is Feng Yishan, the other is Zhuang Zhongxin.

Now Feng Yishan's side is blocked, but Zhuang Zhongxin's side may still have a chance.

Indeed, Zhuang Zhongxin has opportunities there, Ma Xiaole knows that as long as Liu Shuying speaks to Zhuang Zhongxin, he can go back to the office building and leave the reception room.But Ma Xiaole also knew in her heart that Liu Shuying paid a heavy price for speaking to Zhuang Zhongxin, and she just fell into Zhuang Zhongxin's pocket.

Can you do this?

Ma Xiaole poked his head between the woman who admired and admired her very much, and her own future which was not very bright but full of hope.He knew that as long as he asked Liu Shuying, Liu Shuying would not refuse.But when he thought of Zhuang Zhongxin's playful face, and his ten fingers constantly prying up and down Liu Shuying's body, he felt as if ten thousand claws were scratching his heart, and it was very uncomfortable.

"Ma Xiaole, you still have your pair of shoes upstairs, hurry up and get them!" Someone in the office building shouted to the reception room.

There is a pair of stinky shoes in the cupboard, which Ma Xiaole wears when exercising, and the cowhide shoes on her normal feet are reluctant to use them for jumping.Ma Xiaole opened the door of the reception room, looked around, saw no one was there, and hurried to the office building.He felt a little embarrassed, especially when he was bumped into by former acquaintances, and asked Ma Xiaole what's wrong with you, did you work as a doorman in the reception room?

Came to the former office, empty.The office that Wu Yihong arranged for him was extra, and no one else has asked for it until now.Especially when something happened to Ma Xiaole, let alone.People say that this house is evil, and there is no future if you enter it.

Ma Xiaole misses this place very much, the office of one person is treated at the level of deputy township head.

Looking at the room again, Ma Xiaole was reluctant to leave, and finally walked to the back window, once again experiencing the feeling of condescending.

Suddenly, Ma Xiaole thought of Lin Jiaping, and Ma Xiaole stomped her feet, "Oh, how did I forget this!"

"噗噸咒." After a few steps, Ma Xiaole went down the stairs and went straight to the reception room, "Uncle Sun, if you have nothing to do, please help me to take care of it. If you have any letters, please share them. I have something to do at home, so I have to go back and write. come back tomorrow!"

"Okay, you can go. When you didn't come here, I still made it right." Lao Sun laughed and waved to Ma Xiaole.

Ma Xiaole left the compound, went directly to the side of the street and got into the shuttle bus to the county seat.He was going to find Lin Jiaping, and asked Lin Jiaping to come to her uncle Zhuang Zhongxin and arrange something for him.

At noon, Ma Xiaole stood at the entrance of Yuning County Light Industry Mall.

Lin Jiaping was very surprised by Ma Xiaole's arrival, saying that she hadn't seen him in such a long time and thought she died of illness.When Ma Xiaole heard it, she felt bad luck, but it was not easy to have an outbreak.But Lin Jiaping was not relentless, and asked him how he was recovering from his illness.

Ma Xiaole gritted his teeth and said, Lin Jiaping, what are you kidding, what is wrong with cursing, cursing me to die of illness!

Lin Jiaping had a serious face, "Ma Xiaole, I'm not joking. Didn't you have that severe tuberculosis, a terminal illness?"

"Lin Jiaping, I'm not going to kill you, it's not over yet, why are you cursing me like that?!" Ma Xiaole came excitedly, but was stabbed and scratched by Lin Jiaping one after another, and finally couldn't help getting angry.

"Look, what's it like?" Lin Jiaping laughed, "I haven't seen you for a few days, I've got a temper."

"What's your temper? If I told Lin Jiaping when we met, didn't you have that kind of epilepsy, terminally ill, didn't you die? What would happen to you?" Ma Xiaole was very serious.

When Lin Jiaping saw it, it seemed that there was no such thing, and her face became angry for a while, "My uncle must have lied to me!"

"You mean Secretary Zhuang?" Ma Xiaole also felt that there was a story in it.

"Yeah." Lin Jiaping's straightforward personality still hasn't changed in the slightest, "Didn't someone introduce someone to me, and I said no, it's good to live alone. My uncle knows that I think of you in my heart, that's why, he Tell me that you are no longer in the government compound, you have gone home to recuperate, probably within a few months, you have tuberculosis, and it was already severe when it was discovered, very late.”

"Is this what Zhuang Zhongxin said?" Ma Xiaole's eyes widened.

Lin Jiaping is straightforward, but she is not a fool either. Seeing Ma Xiaole like this, she immediately stopped talking, "Okay, let's not talk about this matter, let's stop here!"

Ma Xiaole thinks about it, it’s not a big deal, it’s in the past, and besides, Zhuang Zhongxin cursed him because of his niece, and he also had some opinions on him, understandable, even if not understandable I have to understand, because I still have something to ask him.

"Okay, let's stop here." Ma Xiaole tilted her head, looking very helpless, "Sister Lin, I have something to tell you, you have to help me."

"Of course, you say, as long as I can help, I will definitely not say nothing." Lin Jiaping laughed.

"That's fine." Ma Xiaole then told about his affairs one by one, but downplayed the matter between him and Wu Yihong.Originally, Ma Xiaole didn't want to tell about the matter between him and Wu Yihong, but thought that if Lin Jiaping spoke to Zhuang Zhongxin, Zhuang Zhongxin would definitely tell, so he might as well preconceive it himself and just click and forget it.

Lin Jiaping's interest was not in what happened to Ma Xiaole, but in Wu Yihong's body, "Just that thin woman?" Lin Jiaping's eyes widened, "She can also bear you?"

Ma Xiaole didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Big Sister Lin, please tell me something serious, I want you to intercede with your uncle Zhuang Zhongxin, and see if you can help me find another job. I can't be a letter sender in the reception room!"

"Hehe, tell me, of course I will help you!" Lin Jiaping laughed heartily from time to time, and Ma Xiaole was very upset. "Sister Lin, you have to take this matter seriously, or I will have nothing to do in my life!" Ma Xiaole was worried.

"What's the big deal, isn't it just a job!" Lin Jiaping disapproved, "I'm definitely going to help you with [-] percent, if not, I'll just stay at his house and not leave, so he has to agree!"

When Ma Xiaole heard this, she smiled, "Sister Lin, please say goodbye, you are such a grown-up person, you can't lose face, just try your best to say what you can, if you can't make it, say what you can't."

"No matter what, I have to get my uncle to agree!" Lin Jiaping said seriously, "He even tricked me into getting married, and I'm not allowed to leave."