Play Nice

Chapter 84 084: Journey to Yunjiang, a major turning point
In the evening, Shang Lingling sent Jing Zhao the recently released movie and asked him which one he wanted to watch.

Jing Zhao: [With you]

Shang Lingling: [What subject do you like? 】

Jing Zhao: [War]

when she didn't ask.

Shang Lingling: [Let's watch "Love in the Red Mountain"]

Jing Zhao: [Hmm]

After thinking about it, the business leader bought two tickets for [-]:[-] tomorrow night, so that we could have dinner together and then go to the cinema.

The next day was cloudy, with low temperatures and no wind.The dew at night freezes because of the low temperature, covering the banana leaves outside the community with a thin layer of ice, and the frost also condenses into frost flowers, blooming on the glass of every household.

In the morning, Jing Zhao went to take a photo of Grandma, and in the afternoon, Ms. Lu ordered him to bring soup to the business leader.

Jing Zhao looked at the time: "This time?"

The business leaders are about to get off work.

Ms. Lu naturally has her reasons: "Isn't it about time to get off work, she can just have a drink with her colleagues, and you can pick her up after drinking, the time is just right."

Jing Zhao is considering whether it is suitable or not.

For the sake of the three generations to live together, Ms. Lu began to brainwash: "How important is the relationship between colleagues, remember the last time you were criticized for driving that old car and the collar, if you encounter this kind of thing, if you are around How miserable and sad it would be to have no colleague who supports and trusts her." Ms. Lu said eloquently and plausibly, "Do you think people's trust is innate? It's a business, and occasionally have a soup together, come here. After a few visits, the relationship will be stabilized.”

If Jingzhao can't come, Ms. Lu can talk from the afternoon to the evening.

"Where's the soup?"

Ms. Lu recited oh yeah in her heart: "I'll go to Sheng~"

She hummed a song and went to the kitchen, took the largest thermos pot, filled it with the beef bone soup that Jinghedong had been stewing early in the morning, packed some cookies baked by Jinghedong, and the pork jerky made by Jinghedong .

perfect!

She handed over the food and drink to Jing Zhao, and asked with a smile, "Remember to drive that new car." Zhao Bao went to that station to see who dared to spread rumors again.

Jing Zhao took the car keys and just went out when the phone rang.

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The anti-corrosion area, the freezing area, and the cosmetic area are the areas where the funeral home is most likely to breed bacteria. They are disinfected with ultraviolet rays every day. The staff of these three departments are also the first to leave work.

When she was about to get off work, Sister Zhou went to the cleaning room to find a business leader.

"Lingling, someone is looking for you outside."

The business leader washed his hands, took off his gloves, and walked through the hall of the wake hall to the outside aisle.

This is Ms. Lu.

The business leader ran over: "Sister Lu, why are you here?"

"I'll bring you soup." Ms. Lu brought a large and beautiful bamboo basket. "I brought a lot. You can drink it with your colleagues after work later."

The business leader took the basket and said, "Thank you, Sister Lu."

"Leading." Ms. Lu hesitated.

"Ok?"

Ms. Lu knew that Shang Lingling had an appointment with Jing Zhao to watch a movie: "Zhao Bao has gone to Yunjiang."

Yunjiang is the southernmost border of the Empire.

Shang Lingling tried very hard to control his emotions, but the loss in his eyes was still obvious: "When?"

"Just now."

"Did he say when he would be back?"

Ms. Lu shook her head.

She couldn't bear to tell Shang Lingling that these were all Jing Zhao's daily life. Except for the few years of studying abroad, Jing Zhao came here like this.

He belongs to the sky, to freedom, to art, and to no one.

Shang Lingling cancelled the movie ticket.

When Sister Zhou asked who brought the beef bone soup, the business leader was in a daze and didn't answer. She didn't recover until the phone rang.

It was called by Jing Zhao.

The business leader led to the outside to pick up: "Jing Zhao."

"Ah."

Shang Lingling was originally very angry with Jing Zhao, but when he heard his voice, the crazy thoughts that were still clamoring in his mind for a second were quiet and honest.

"Where are you?"

Jing Zhao said, "The airport."

"Is something urgent?"

He didn't answer right away, and after a while he said, "Yunjiang Tourism Bureau asked me to shoot a promotional video for them."

Huacheng's tourism promotional video was also shot by Jing Zhao, this business leader knows.

"Is it dangerous?" Shang Lingling didn't know whether it was necessary to go up and down the mountains and water or climb mountains to make this kind of tourism promotional film.

"not dangerous."

"That's good," she instructed. "You haven't recovered from your injury, so don't forget to take your medicine on time."

"Ah."

The stainless steel guardrail outside the wake hall has been repaired, and the business leader remembered that she had cut her hands here.

Zuo Xiaoyun said that it was a "sexy ghost" who made the suggestion, and she also gave the "sexy ghost" a box of Band-Aid.

The box of Band-Aid is now at Shang Lingling's house.

Jing Zhao is a very good person. She is the star in the sky, and she wants to pick the stars, so she allows the stars to burn her hands.

"Sorry, I broke my promise."

"It's okay, I can wait for you." The little witch had learned to be good, and the first lesson she learned was patience, "When are you coming back?"

"A week soon."

The business leader didn't ask how long it would take, but Jing Zhao went to Yunjiang just like that.

Shang Lingling never thought that he would see Jing Zhao outside the body restoration room, on the fourth day after he left Huacheng.

That day was no different from usual. The business leader went to work and went to get off work as usual, and played the cute little sun as usual.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, Shang Lingling received a call from Curator Zuo.

"I'm sorry to lead you, I'm disturbing you so late."

Shang Lingling was going to live broadcast, but she turned off the computer she just turned on: "It's okay, is there any emergency?"

If it wasn't for a problem, Curator Zuo wouldn't look for her in the middle of the night.

"A tourist from the Yunjiang tour group had an accident and fell off a cliff, and his body was severely damaged. The tourist is a foreigner and a well-known journalist. The Tourism Bureau is worried that it will cause diplomatic problems if it is not handled properly. , I called specifically to ask me to borrow a cosmetic surgeon, and I recommended you and Lao Pei."

Half a year ago, Shang Lingling and Lao Pei repaired a badly burned body. The deceased was the victim of a security guard murder case. Because the case received a lot of attention, Huaxing Funeral Home's body restoration technology became famous.

The curator explained on the phone: "It is inconvenient to transport the body, so you have to go to Yunjiang with Lao Pei. There is no problem with Lao Pei, what about your side?"

The business leader said no problem: "Are the tickets ready?"

"Don't worry about these, the Tourism Bureau will solve the traffic problem."

Shang Lingling opened the closet and started packing: "Then shall I go directly to the airport now?"

"You pack up, I'll let Lao Pei drive to pick you up."

Shang Lingling only took the documents and a few clothes: "My tools are still in the funeral home."

Each cosmetologist has its own set of repair techniques and techniques, and the tools used will also be different.

"Old Pei has already taken it."

Curator Zuo knew that the business leaders would not refuse, and everything that could be arranged was arranged, as long as people came over.

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It is 39:[-] in the morning, Yunjiang Funeral Home.

The person in charge sent by the Tourism Bureau is Lao Qiu. He has been waiting at the funeral home for more than two hours.

"Is the beautician here?"

Lao Qiu has asked several times.

Curator Zhou said, "Not yet."

Lao Qiu walked around in the open space outside, frequently looking in the direction of the entrance of the funeral home.

Fortunately, it's not summer now. In summer, the body will decay very quickly, so I can't wait.

Curator Zhou has experience and is a little calmer: "Don't worry, we have already done anti-corrosion treatment first, and there will be no problems."

Lao Qiu also brought someone, Xiao Zhang.

Xiao Zhang shouted in front: "Come here, the car is here."

A van drove into Yunjiang Funeral Home, walked directly through the corpse collection passage, and stopped outside the morgue.

Old Qiu and Curator Zhou hurried forward.

The car door opened, and a man in thick cotton trousers got out first. He was about 50 years old, his hair was a little short, and he seemed to be afraid of the cold.

This is Lao Pei.

Then a little girl got off the car, wearing overalls, tucked into short boots, wearing apricot down jacket over black sweater, all her hair up, neat and simple.

The corpse plastic surgeon was too young, and Lao Qiu couldn't help but doubt in his heart.

He looked at it several times and asked politely, "Is it Master Shang and Master Pei?"

The little girl nodded.

Lao Pei said, "I'm Pei Jianye, and this is my colleague Shang Lingling."

Curator Zuo praised the two on the phone several times, especially the business master, saying that he was a top student with a clinical medical background.

Lao Qiu stepped forward to shake hands with the two of them: "Trouble the two of you."

The business leader took down her toolbox from the car. It was a big box: "Where is the deceased?"

Curator Zhou said: "In the thawing room, I will take you there."

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　　Only one watch today
　　
　
(End of this chapter)