The phone was quickly answered.

"Hey?" On the phone, Mr. Zhou's voice seemed fluctuating than during the interview.

"I..." said ashamed.

"You don't want to stop doing it, do you?" He sounded obviously a little anxious.

"no."

"That's good. You scared me." Mr. Zhou's voice slowed down. She could indeed hear it, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "Do we sign a contract as soon as possible? Oh, by the way, you call me, what's wrong?"

Huang Caihong closed her eyes and told her about the forgotten key.

"It's okay. I'll give you a backup key now. You may have to wait for me a little, and I'll draw a contract."

A contract?

Huang Caihong was inexplicably worried.

She hates people who are engaged in the legal profession and is also disgusted with the word "contract". She knew it was a misunderstanding, but Huang Caihong still couldn't help but feel that the lawyer hid his knife in his smile and tried his best to set traps, and only saw fame and fortune.

The past is rolling in my mind.

Lawyer qualification certificate, cheating scene, legal documents, doctor equipment... Huang Caihong pressed her eyebrows with her hands and breathed heavily, forcing herself to divert her attention. She didn't want to uncover the scars that had finally made scars!

She didn't know when Mr. Zhou hung up the phone.

A big pear cat that came out of nowhere rubbed her ankles and turned around her feet. Meowed. The pear cat made a gentle cry, looking at her from time to time.

Huang Caihong squatted down. The cat that appeared at the right time was nothing more than her angel.

A person and a cat, open a cross-species dialogue under the street lights of a community a height of 2 meters.

"May I ask, are you Miss Huang?" A pair of feet wearing printed leather shoes appeared in her field of vision.

Huang Caihong quickly got up and found out that the person who came was not Mr. Zhou. However, he couldn't tell whether his eyebrows or eyes were still similar.

"I am. Who are you?"

"I am Beiming's brother. He couldn't leave for a while, so he asked me to send the keys."

Zhou Hongming showed a sincere smile on his face. He searched for something without any effort. He was worried that he would be able to handle his mother, but his younger brother called and said that he was unable to do anything and asked him to send him a bunch of keys in the office safe. What key is worth putting in the safe? It must be the key to the new nest of his younger brother.

Because he broke his deadlock, Zhou Hongming did not see Huang Caihong. The gentleman was fond of him and his attitude was very kind when he spoke.

Huang Caihong nodded. She had seen Zhou Beiming's name on the note given to her by a Starbucks woman.

"Sorry, I was negligent and forgot to bring the key. Next time I will string the keys and my phone together. Unless the phone is stolen, I will not forget to bring the keys again."

In this online society where mobile phones cannot live, Huang Caihong is confident that this method is feasible.

Zhou Beiming's brother chuckled, nodded, and handed over a bunch of keys to Huang Caihong.

"Well, is there nothing else?" Huang Caihong was always worried about the content of the contract. At this moment, he saw Zhou Beiming's brother seemingly turning around and leaving, and he couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Beiming's brother drew half a circle in the air with his index finger and chuckled again: "Are you asking how to return this set of keys? Put the spare key here and come to Beiming to get it tomorrow."

Huang Caihong nodded and smiled slightly, as if she had never said anything about the contract to his brother.

Huang Caihong, who had taken the key, opened the door and went upstairs. The big pear cat followed him unintentionally. Its four legs were gracefully whimpering, and she watched Huang Caihong disappear into the door hole.

Zhou Beiming's brother turned around and left the moment before Huang Caihong turned around. He was tall, had long legs, had a large step, and walked normally. He could easily give people a hurried feeling, not to mention that this time, he was really a little anxious.

I saw him walking towards the main entrance of his home in the west bank. There were occasionally potholes in the community. He was not careful and kicked away a few small stones that were about to fall off at the mouth of the pit. A gray mark was painted on the tip of a new black printed leather shoe.

He frowned slightly and walked faster and faster.

When I arrived at the entrance of the community, I got into a car that had not been turned off. I sat in the driver's seat, tied my safety belt, and turned my head to speak to the old woman sitting in the middle of the back row.

"I didn't go upstairs. I saw the person. I looked like a real person. I was not stupid. I forgot to bring the keys. I immediately thought of bringing the keys and the phones together next time."

The old woman raised her hand and pressed the corner of her eyes. Several huge jewelry rings on her fingers reflected a faint light. She sighed before she could speak, "Hongming, mom feels so stumped."

Zhou Hongming stretched out his hand behind, and the old woman tacitly handed out her hand, and the mother and son held each other.

Zhou Hongmingkuan explained: "Mom, you drove that woman out of Gaoqiao Villa. I think it's almost the limit that Beiming accepts. You can't force it too much. If Beiming explodes, you will still feel sorry for you, right?"

The old woman stroked her chest and sighed: "What kind of evil did I do?"

Zhou Hongming pulled out his hand and started the car: "Mom, let's make confessions, you haven't come with me. I will find a way to buy the person I just met. From now on, as long as I have new news, I will report to you. You, just manage your household registration book."

The old woman wiped the corners of her eyes with a silk handkerchief. Her posture was weak and her tone was very straight: "Want to enter our Zhou family? As long as I have a breath, I won't think about it!"

Zhou Hongming focused on driving and stopped answering.

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Huang Caihong opened the door of 402 and turned on the lights.

The lights were bright, shining on the 2-meter sofa she wiped for half a day in the afternoon, a 50-inch TV, a glass coffee table, a solid wood six-person dining table, and a red floor with a bright and clean window.

Close the door and lock it.

She picked up her phone, opened WeChat, found "Sleeping in Spring," her thumb flew, and entered: Mr. Zhou, got the key, the door lock was opened, don't worry.

After the loss, before sending it out, Huang Caihong hesitated for a while, and finally deleted the edited text message content one by one.

After deleting it, she smiled self-deprecatingly and placed her phone aside.

The one who always asks her to report her current situation is her friend Chen Lijuan. However, Chen Lijuan has no time to keep an eye on her updates recently. Chen Lijuan returned to her hometown to attend her mother's funeral on the same day.

Maybe I was too tired. Huang Caihong had a high-quality sleep on her first night of 402 alone.

The next day, the sun shone brightly and she woke up in the brightness and temperature of autumn.

At 8 o'clock last night, the courier was working hard to deliver the courier. There were four or five boxes of ingredients.

Rice, noodles, oil, all kinds of beans, sauces, vinegar, salt, cooking wine and other essentials in the kitchen, vermicelli, dried tremella, dried black fungus, dried bean curd, dried shiitake mushrooms, tea tree mushrooms and other dry vegetables are spread out as large as two kitchens.
Chapter completed!