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Since last time together, WeChat accidentally exposed Song Meng to enslave Yang Qi. Yun thinks about it. Most of her things are Song Meng's open mouth and Yang Qi errands.

When Yun thought about it so unrelentingly, Song Meng was still very thick-skinned: "There is no way, who made me a leader by nature!"

This narcissism really makes Yun think about it to the extreme: "How is it, is the job going well?"

Both she and Zhu Yuan worked for a week, and Yun thought about their working status.

"Tired, more tired than studying." Song Meng said with frustration, "I'm a little scared when I think of my internship in another year."

"Sooner or later, I have to take this step and think of some good places, such as economic independence and free control." Yun thinks about her, "have you encountered any troubles at work."

"I'm okay. Yuan Yuan met a guest who wanted to kick her hands the other day. Fortunately, the audience was large and the boss was also of Chinese descent. He was very protective of us and drove him out." For this, Song Meng mentioned I feel so disappointed.

This kind of firm maintenance may not necessarily be encountered in the country. At best, it is to protect employees, and then pay an apology to the rogue guests and turn around to deduct from the employees' wages.

Employees can only suffer a dumb loss, which is already very good, some blame employees directly, some turn a blind eye, and some persuade employees to endure.

"Are you all right?" Yun thought about worrying, "Why don't you tell me?"

"Yuanyuan doesn't want to say it. You feel bad when you are old, and you are still introduced to us by your work. If you encounter some unusual incidents, you will be guilty. I'm so embarrassed." Want to work too tired on weekdays.

This matter has also been resolved, and this kind of thing is not a very special thing, it will happen everywhere.

"You still have to be careful." After all, Yun is very worried when thinking about a foreign country. If you encounter a narrow-minded person and feel that you have lost face and are waiting for revenge, then you will be in trouble. "What about Yuanyuan?"

"I am not in the same class with her, I am in the morning shift today."

The restaurant is not open 24 hours, but it is also a two-shift system. Originally, they were two classes, but later they dropped the class, which is not the case.

"It seems to be raining today, you pick her up to bring her a dress at night, don't get sick." Yun thought about looking at the thick thick clouds outside the window.

Originally today's part is not over yet, they just stopped working early because of the rain.

Song Meng went to the window and saw the same dark sky: "Well, I took a nap and got up to pick her up."

"Then take a rest quickly." Yun thought about it without disturbing Song Meng.

Song Meng was really sleepy, he yawned, um, cut off the video.

Yun Xianxiang sat on the desk and started her learning journey. Yun Lin was also doing her homework next to her. Xiao Yunting also started to write English letters and numbers in a decent way.

Song Mian sat in front of Yun think about it and handled things on the computer. The four of them sat in a row, from high to low.

Doing their own things without interfering with each other, the picture looks exceptionally warm and peaceful.

Su Xiuling, who came back early due to bad weather and planned to give them a plate of fruit, gently opened the door and saw these four backs. She couldn't bear to bother and closed the door silently.

As night fell, Yun thought about having just finished dinner, and the light rain had not stopped outside. Yun thought that he could not go outside for a walk, so he stood on the promenade with his mobile phone and listened to the rain quietly for a while.

Suddenly, the screen of the phone lights up, and Zhu Yuan sent a message to Yun Xiangxiang: [Think about it]

There is no more text. Yun thought about opening the phone and found that the other party kept showing the input status. She waited for half a minute, and there was no response. Inexplicably, she had a bad hunch. She immediately called Zhu Yuan’s phone .

The phone kept ringing, but no one answered.

"A Mian!" Yun thought about not thinking about it, keeping the state of not hanging up the phone, and quickly ran to Song Mian.

Song Mian heard her call with a little panic and ran to her side: "What's wrong?"

"Yuanyuan, I just sent a message to me. I only thought about two words and a comma. I started to think that it was fast, so I sent the previous one first, but I waited for a while. I was typing there, but I called her but no one answered."

Yun Xiangxi quickly told Song Mian about the cause and effect, and handed his mobile phone to Song Mian.

Song Mian shouted with a deep voice: "Song Yao."

At the same time, he quickly took Yun Xiang back to the room and glanced at Zhu Yuan’s phone number. His fingers quickly tapped on the keyboard. The time was very fast, which was half a minute after Song Yao came up. Yuan’s phone location was located.

"At this location, contact the nearest person and find the owner of this phone number as quickly as possible." Song Mian turned the computer to Song Yao, and there was a small window next to it, which was Zhu Yuan's phone number.

Song Yao's eyes quickly crossed, and he didn't walk into the door, so he collapsed and went out. With his footsteps away, Yun Xiang could still hear the faint phone call.

"A Mian, don't we... don't call the police?" Yun thinks that as an ordinary citizen, her first reaction is to ask the police for help.

"There is not enough time for people to disappear, and the alarm will not be accepted. If I come forward, it will make things worse." Song Mian holds Yun Xiang's hand and feels her fingertips are cold, "Don't worry, my People are faster than the police."

The most important thing is that Yun thinks about it. Song Mian doesn’t want Zhu Yuan to have suffered unexpectedly. If there is a case, although Zhu Yuan and Song Meng are both adults, it’s autonomous, but there will be no fewer people. Bring rhythm to the cloud and think about it.

This is not just a bad idea for Yun. Isn't Zhu Yuan's victim's injury magnified thousands of times?

Song Mian is also true. His people are indeed faster than the police.

His voice was gentle, and inexplicably calmed Yun Xiang's heart, she called Song Meng.

"Think about it, what's wrong? The phone bill is very expensive, something WeChat phone..."

"Where are you?" Yun thought about interrupting her.

"I'm on the way to pick Yuan Yuan." Song Meng was a little puzzled. "What's wrong?"

"You are still on the road at this time, that means Yuan Yuan has not yet reached the point of leaving get off work?" Yun thinks about capturing effective information quickly.

Song Meng took a look at the mobile phone: "It's only 8:15 now, Yuanyuan will leave work at 10 o'clock."

She is still very reliable in doing things. Yun thought about it, and made her think that she had seen the wrong time before, and only after reading it carefully, she answered Yun thought.

"Did you contact Yuanyuan when you got up?" Yun thought and asked again.