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Chapter 11 After the Unusual Devious Effort
Lu Zhenzhong worked very hard late last night, and the night couldn't hide his flattery.

She thought she would see Sang Baiyue's satisfied smile this morning.In the end, Sang Baiyue thought the bedside light he turned on was too bright, so she turned her back without hesitation and continued to sleep soundly.

Lu Zhenzhong got up alone in loneliness, had breakfast alone, and walked out of his mother-in-law's house alone.

On a cold morning in the city, I drove back to Jiading alone.

The heaviness of German cars is vividly reflected in the Magotan. Volkswagen has also equipped this car with a brand new suspension system. Whether it is the clarity of road feel feedback or the stability when turning at high speeds, it is very good, and the driving feeling is superior. .

When the car approached Anting, Lu Zhenzhong gradually returned to his normal mood in the comfortable driving feeling.

A new week has begun, and it is another week of dealing with models, data, and performance.At Monday's briefing, Lu Zhenzhong felt a little torn.Half of him was wearing a lean dark suit and holding a high-level meeting, and the other half of him was grimly thinking about how to break the situation of hiding his father from doing a further medical examination, and the situation of Sang Baiyue hating his father.

At the end of the meeting, Lu Zhenzhong forgot to get up and leave the meeting following everyone's rhythm.

Fortunately, Bingbulin also fell behind.

It seemed that they made an appointment on purpose to leave last.

Lu Zhenzhong was surprised to find that everyone had left their seats with the documents between them, so he hurriedly got up.In a blink of an eye, I saw Bingbulin who was slowly packing up the materials on the table.

Bingbulin became the last person to walk out of the meeting room.

Her presence covered up Lu Zhenzhong's dullness.

Lu Zhenzhong secretly rejoiced, exerting strength on his feet, and quickly followed the colleagues in front of him.

In the repeated communication with her sister and the back-and-forth WeChat communication with Sang Baiyue, the day for the pseudo-married men's group to have dinner on Wednesday has arrived.

Dali is full of energy, Lao Zhang is calm and relaxed, Luo Hui is full of vigor, but Lu Zhenzhong is sluggish.

Lao Zhang patted him on the shoulder silently, which seemed to mean that everything was said in silence.

As usual, we gather at Su Noodle Restaurant.I ordered a few routine side dishes and ordered three bottles of cold beer.Four men sat on the four sides of a square table.The topic gradually moved closer to Lu Zhenzhong.

"What's your plan about your father?" Old Zhang asked.

Lao Zhang is the oldest among the four, has retired, and was hired back.He is about the same age as Lu Zhenzhong's father, but his mental outlook is at least ten years younger.Lu Zhenzhong felt that he was like a big brother.

Lu Zhenzhong pinched the base of his nose, and told Lao Zhang what he had said to Luo Hui.

Lao Zhang was a firefighter. After retiring, he worked in a subsidiary of SAIC Motor. He started from the most basic maintenance position in the workshop, and has successively engaged in manual arc welding, sheet metal adjustment, and equipment maintenance.He is smart, dexterous, and good at research. He was nominated several times to apply for the "SAIC Craftsman".

After listening to Lu Zhenzhong's words, Lao Zhang nodded calmly.

Dali and Lu Zhenzhong are about the same age, about the same age of marriage, and about the same age of children.The difference is that Dali is from Suzhou, married in Suzhou, and his wife and son also live in Suzhou.

It is said that there is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below.As a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, Suzhou is rich and fertile. Lu Zhenzhong said frankly more than once that if his hometown was in Suzhou, he would not come to Shanghai to seek gold.

Every time he said this, Dali would laugh honestly.He is willing to work hard in Shanghai so that his precious son can afford to go to an expensive bilingual school in Suzhou.

After Dali listened to Lu Zhenzhong's words, he frowned, and his face showed empathy: "Treat! You have to cure even if you want to sell everything!"

Ah Hui, that is, Luo Hui, turned his youthful face without a trace of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and said seriously: "If you really want to sell the pot for the sake of selling it, it will be miserable. How much can you sell for selling the pot?"

Pfft, the serious atmosphere broke down, and everyone relaxed.

"What's your wife's attitude?" Old Zhang asked.

Sure enough, he is someone who has been there, and every question he asks is so sharp.

Lu Zhenzhong smacked his lips, feeling a little hard to express.

Since it is a rare buddy for many years, it is difficult to express but we must try our best to express it.

"She has always had a prejudice against my dad, and the grievances are hard to get rid of, so she didn't respond positively."

The strong hand "slapped" on the table: "How can it be done! Even if there is a grievance, in the face of life and death, one cannot be indifferent."

Everyone is used to Dali's grievances and grievances, and he doesn't care about his bookish reply.

Ah Hui squinted at Lu Zhenzhong.Ah Hui is the youngest, and he has just graduated from graduate school for half a year.With thick black hair like a hedgehog, fair skin and gentle expression, he looks like a college student.

Ahui is from Henan, a spirited guy who struggled in the countryside.He entered Tongji University from a college entrance examination in a big province, and he was the proud son of heaven.He has a steady and active mind and a pure mind. He is a young man engaged in scientific research, and he is quite emotionally intelligent.

Ah Hui himself did not object to doing research, but he was financially strapped, so he chose to go out of school to work after weighing it up.His young wife is his classmate and fellow villager.Sweet and cute, with straight black long hair on the shoulders, it feels like the public's first love.

Ah Hui is young, has a short marriage history, and has no real understanding of married life.When encountering such a topic, he will be self-aware and silent.

Lu Zhenzhong rubbed his face: "She is quite stubborn sometimes."

"You persuade her. From a moral point of view, as children, we should be filial to our elders. There will always be a day when the elderly will leave. We can't leave any regrets. We should do our best no matter what, so as to have a clear conscience. " Dali has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but when he speaks, he feels like weeping.

The blood and toughness of Suzhou men are definitely not reflected in their tone of voice.

Lu Zhenzhong breathed out weakly.Tell Sang Baiyue the truth of Dali?She is not the kind of wife who obediently listens to training.Sang Baiyue is eloquent, good at sophistry, and has the fearless spirit to beat any opponent to death.

Fortunately, the waiter started serving the food at this time.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the food, and the topic was thrown aside.

After taking a few mouthfuls, Dali was about to speak again, but suddenly said "Ouch", and stopped his mouth jerky.

If there is no accident, it should be Lao Zhang or Ah Hui who kicked him under the table.

Because, one of them hit Lu Zhenzhong's leg by mistake.

Lu Zhenzhong's mood has risen to the average level again in the double comfort of food and friendship.

After the dinner was over, the four of them walked out of Su Noodle Shop one after another.

It has only been seven days since the last dinner, and Lu Zhenzhong's mood has changed drastically. He is no longer in the mood to talk about the hand-rolled noodles in his hometown, nor is he in the mood to feel that his little life is going well.

Although he didn't sigh, he could be said to be dejected.

"Zhenzhong, wait for me." It was Lao Zhang's turn to check out, and Lao Zhang shouted loudly while paying at the counter.

In the corner, Bingbulin who was eating alone raised her head following the sound, and saw Lu Zhenzhong who was frowning.

Dali stopped, but was pulled by Luo Hui: "We were not called. Let's go, we have to catch up with the progress of work." Dali followed Luo Hui with one step and three turns.

Lu Zhenzhong stood outside the shop and waited for Lao Zhang.

Bingbulin's angle is just right, and she can see the person at the door when she raises her eyes.

She saw Lu Zhenzhong lit a cigarette, took a big puff, and choked himself.Bingbulin hurriedly lowered her head, lest the stranger sitting opposite her feel that she suddenly laughed.

Old Zhang stuffed his wallet into his pocket while walking, opened the door, walked to Lu Zhenzhong's side, and patted Lu Zhenzhong's shoulder routinely: "I have something I want to tell you."

Lu Zhenzhong nodded.The work between him and Lao Zhang has no overlap, and what Lao Zhang wants to talk to him must not be about work.

(End of this chapter)