In the commuter bus early in the morning, the warm wind was still trembling with coldness. The window was as bright as glass, and the inside of the car became even colder. The dry branches outside the window were bare, neither snow nor wind, but just dry and stumbled, like shriveled naked specimens, naked body protected by stripping, the sky became dry and colder, making people desperate.

When I drove to the country road, I finally had a sun. I could never imagine how cold it would be if the sun was gone, because I would definitely not imagine it. But with the warmth of the sun was within reach. That kind of coldness made Beibei forget to fantasize that Peng Cheng might still love her. With the sun, she actually jumped like the green grass that rejuvenated, forgetting the coldness of winter.

As soon as he arrived in the cemetery, Director Yang shouted at everyone, saying that he would go to an office on the second floor that had never been opened for a meeting. It was simply weird. I heard that the room on the second floor had not even been put in the flies in recent years. It has been locked tightly. The green-skinned anti-theft door stood alone like a realistic decoration on the wall, no one cared about it, and it was about to be opened today, which is surprising.

Luo Ni finally realized her position, so she hurriedly ran out of the office area of ​​the business room, grabbed Beibei's arm, and hugged her tightly. "Sister Beibei, what are you doing?" She asked so wisely, and she hit the nail on the head, but Director Yang was in a meeting, and Beibei didn't know what she was going to do? Her dark circles seemed to be roasted and burned her head listlessly.

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It seems that today's meeting has a great impact. Not only the offices were present, but also the people from the engineering department came. Wang Ying had a big face, and she led a group of thin masters to the second floor in front of her. From a distance, she could only hear her voice alone, making a fuss. Seeing Director Yang, the shy old woman pursed her eyes unwelcome, and seemed to look down on those people wearing labor uniforms, dirty, and she was obviously doing heavy physical work.

Wang Ying hurriedly called someone, and she glanced at Beibei: "Sister Yang, we are here, what's going on?"

Director Yang did not answer, and was impatient, shaking his bloated body from behind the crowd to the door. With a pie, a swan that had eaten too much, she proudly took out a bunch of keys from her coat pocket and tested them one by one in the pile of rusty keys. The strange sound seemed to be something stuck together. She tried it all, but there was no key that could open the door.

Panpan card! Beibei was thinking in his mind that this green anti-theft door should have been Panpan card a few years ago, or it was Sangou card? I can't tell what brand this door is anymore, but the door is very new and people wipe it every day. It's really a good door, it's so sturdy, and I can't even open it with the key. It's like some elderly people's mobile phones, which have been used for five or six years, and the phone case is still like new, and it's just an electromagnetic drum pack.

Finally, Director Yang was upset when the experiment was experimenting. Her forehead was covered with sweat beads. All the keys in her hand were inserted one by one and pulled out one by one, but the door was never opened. She was very angry now. The keys were fiddling back and forth in her hand, making a thud, randomly picking up one hand and inserting it in randomly like a lot of lots. She couldn't untie it and grabbed another lot. The more she twisted it, the harder she twisted it, and the louder she twisted it. Everyone looked at her fiddling, with a serious face, and looked at her more and more anxious, with a sweat all over her head.

"Yang'er, let me do it!" A master next to him spoke, slowly.

Director Yang felt relieved when he heard the sound, and turned around and handed the key to the talker. This man should be an old man, and Beibei was not sure. Anyway, the engineering department all looked like an old man. This old man's capable man is quite a bit like Zhang Zuolin mentioned by Shan Tianfang in his storytelling. He is almost a small man, with a similar figure, and just doing it without saying anything.

The old man also fiddled with the keys in his hand, took out a pair of glasses with shoelaces tied with shoelaces, looked over and over again, but it seemed that he could not find any rules. The keys looked exactly the same, and no one could tell which one was different. So he also began to try one by one. When he tried to insert it to the third hand, the master let go of his hand and took a step back. He suddenly kicked the bottom of the door lock without any warning, and a click sound was heard.

The old man's quick skill shocked the little beauty to drop her phone. This person should not be too old. After this kick, his feet were fine, and the door was fine. Beibei thought the door would open after this kick, but it turned out that there was no. Then the old man squeezed the door tightly, freed up one hand to twist the key, and with a very sticky sound, the door lock turned.

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This is a house that is so buried that when Beibei enters, he doesn't tell what is there at first sight. It's like a catacomb written in the tomb robber's notes. All the windows here are covered with dark shading cloth, and most of the things that can be seen are covered with thick layers of soil, which are the marks left by time. Although there are not catacombs here for a long time, they are definitely larger than catacombs. There are too many people coming in. More than a dozen or twenty people rushed in and stood in the room. The dust rolled up made people choke. The inside was extremely hot and damp, which was conducive to sweating. The smell of mold produced by covering was also extremely pungent, making people sneeze.

"There are dead rats in this room." The old man who opened the door lowered his head and kept mumbling around him.

"Oh! Brother Sun, don't say it." Director Yang seemed very afraid of the mouse. She hurriedly stopped the master from continuing to find the mouse. "Okay, okay, I'll say a few words."

Director Yang did not ask everyone to sit down. She blocked her nose with her hands and tightened her brows, as if she couldn't bear it anymore, so she gave up the idea of ​​holding a meeting and said a few words to everyone in a concise manner.

The owner of this house and the young owner of the company are coming back. For the long-lost meeting, the house will be renovated. It is too late to redecorate. The young owner will arrive in four days, but the decoration still needs to be installed. The engineering department is responsible for repairing all the damaged things. If it really cannot be repaired, they will be moved to the warehouse. The office is responsible for cleaning. This work is mainly based on Beibei, and the little beauty is following Beibei's command.
Chapter completed!