Qiao An carried the drunken Bai Jinming towards the car step by step with difficulty.
When he finally arrived, he opened the car door with one hand and quickly threw the person in. Bai Jinming came into close contact with the soft cushion and made a muffled sound.
Joan clapped his hands and leaned aside to pant.
Bai Jinming woke up from the fall, and raised one eyelid to look at him.
"You're here?" It was rare for him to speak clearly, "What are you doing here?"
Speaking of this, Qiao An became angry, "What do you think I am here? You started calling me at 4:30 in the morning and kept calling me until 5:00, even my dad was woken up. If he didn't let me I'm here to pick you up, I'm too lazy to talk to you, a drunk!"
Bai Jinming frowned, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were stained a strange red because of drunkenness, he took a while to react before he started to take out his phone.
Joan took his mobile phone out of his pocket and said, "Don't look for it, it's here."
"Give it back to me." Bai Jinming grinned, but there was no emotion in his eyes.
Joan gave him a strange look, threw the phone on his stomach, turned around and sat in the driver's seat.
Bai Jinming sat up unsteadily, watched Qiao An skillfully driving out of the gate of the clubhouse, and said with a smile, "Unexpectedly, Qiao Xiaoan also learned to drive, alas, I am getting old."
"What are you talking about, why can't I drive?" Joan said dissatisfied.
Bai Jinming snorted twice, did not speak, leaned his head on the back of the chair, after a while there was no movement, probably fell asleep.
Qiao An slowed down the speed of the car, followed the traffic of various colors rushing to work, and moved forward on the main road bit by bit.
Bai Jinming's faint voice came from behind, "Where is the other person, has he seen you?"
At the red light, Qiao An slammed on the brakes and swayed Bai Jinming.
"Your driving skills are about the same as mine." Bai Jinming rubbed his neck and smiled.
Joan frowned and looked back at him, "What did you guys do last night? Why did you suddenly get together to drink?"
"It's just a little bit, what reason do you need to drink?"
"Isn't it?" Joan looked him up and down, "You know what I'm thinking, if he's here, it's impossible for me to go."
"Can I stop him from calling you?"
Probably because of the smell of alcohol, Bai Jinming was a little annoyed, and clicked his tongue forcefully, "That guy knows he's messed up all day long. He can do such a big business, but he doesn't know why his EQ is so low. If you have a chance, go and reason with him, will he listen? Huh?"
These words hit Qiao An's mind, he lowered his eyes, and turned back after a while.
The green light came on, and the car moved slowly on the street again.
Bai Jinming let out his anger and let out a long sigh, "Qiao Xiaoan, how can you say that he is so stupid."
"Did he call me over last night?" Joan asked.
Bai Jinming smiled, "I called your old number, but it didn't work. You might be working overtime."
After that, Qiao An didn't speak any more along the way, until he entered the gate of Bai's house and parked the car in the courtyard, Qiao An lay down on the steering wheel and asked, "Did he break up with Xu Ran?"
Bai Jinming was taken aback for a moment, then grinned mockingly, "I think all of you are smarter than him except him."
Joan turned his face, his originally good-looking face was covered with a shadow, and asked in a low voice, "Is it my fault?"
"Wrong? Whose fault is it?" Bai Jinming raised his feet and said slowly, "Is it your fault? Or is it my fault? Does he have anything to do with you or me if he wants to dump Xu Ran? Not even with Xu Ran." Relationship, he is such a temperament, you say you don't worry about people."
Qiao An looked at him blankly, while Bai Jinming shook his head and reached out to touch his face.
"You let him remember it for so many years, but Xu Ran has been with him for so many years. It's because he can't tell which is more important. I don't blame you."
Qiao An was stunned for a moment, trying to say something, but Bai Jinming suddenly covered his mouth and rushed out of the car yelling "I'm going to vomit".
Seeing his back as he ran farther and farther, Qiao An sighed helplessly, and took out his phone to look at it. The missed calls from 4:30 to 5:00 were all in Bai Jinming's name.
Thinking of his father's ridiculous face of "going to pick him up is to gain a relationship", Qiao An was so angry that he made up a word "drunk" in Moments and sent it out.
Xu Ran seldom slips away during working hours, but today is a special period, he has been sitting in his seat in a daze since morning.
I was looking at my phone at the moment, and the interface stopped at the page of He Cheng's news. He probably forgot, and He Cheng hasn't deleted him until now.
At 1:30 in the afternoon, He Cheng rarely posted an update, which read: Drinking alcohol hurts your health.
He remembered that Joan sent a message this morning, which read: Drunkard.
Xu Ran didn't know how to think about it. In fact, he didn't think about anything, his brain seemed to be on strike and couldn't function at all.
Xu Ran just stared at He Chengfa's four words in a daze. He remembered the house where the two lived together. In the storage compartment in the kitchen, there were dried mushrooms and fungus that he had prepared for He Cheng's hangover soup. There was minced beef in the refrigerator. The old chicken soup that has just been boiled was originally intended to be soup jelly, but it is probably broken by now.
Did he drink alcohol last night
Is your stomach upset again, have you taken your medicine yet
Have you already drank hangover soup made by others? Does that person cook well
His mouth is so picky, can the other party's actions suit his appetite
Countless questions flashed through his mind, but Xu Ran was just dazed, his eyes dull.
He Yuxuan came in from the outside and sighed sadly when he saw his appearance.
He came up and patted Xu Ran lightly, "Brother Xu, the director asked you to go up and sign."
Xu Ran looked up at him, paused, and stood up.
Seeing him limping away, He Yuxuan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists where no one else could see.
Xu Ran walked up to the fifth floor, just as he met the director coming down the stairs. Seeing him, the director immediately broke into an uncomfortable smile, and said, "Xiao Xu, you came just in time, and you are here to make up this signature."
Xu Ran took the list and looked at it, then handed it to the director, "This is not my list."
"Ah, it's not the latest one. It was the material you got from the warehouse downstairs last year. The procedures are not complete. Make it up now."
Xu Ran stood up straight, "Shouldn't last year's material be over by the end of the year, how can we make up for it?"
"Didn't the storeroom change to a manager? He needs to make up the records."
Xu Ran dubiously looked at the list again, and shook his head again, "This is not my material, I have no impression. If you are not sure, I will check the records in my computer. I have kept backups of the previous application forms. "
The corner of the director's mouth twitched slightly, and he withdrew the list, "Okay, but Curry's record says that you mentioned it. If you think there is a problem with this part, you can communicate with the warehouse."
Xu Ran nodded in agreement, said to go back and check and then went downstairs. When he turned the corner and couldn't see anyone, he immediately went into the bathroom and stood on the sink in shock.
What kind of bill should I make up? It's worth 300,000 yuan. He would be a fool if he signed it.
Even if he is heartbroken because of a broken relationship, he will not be fooled casually. Xu Ran is sure that he has no impression of mentioning this batch of materials. What does the director want to do? Count the list that does not match the number on his head
The more he thought about it, the more he felt chills down his spine, Xu Ran washed his face and returned to the office.
Everyone in the room went out, only the deputy director was left drawing pictures on his seat. When Xu Ran passed by his seat, he suddenly said, "Don't sign."
Xu Ran was taken aback for a moment, and looked down at him, only to see that his eyes were all on the computer screen, and he didn't pay any attention to himself.
The two didn't talk any more, pretending that nothing happened just now. Xu Ran opened last year's data backup and began to search for the data on the director's list. As he expected, there was no record at all.
He called the warehouse downstairs, "What's the matter with that list?"
The warehouse manager is new here, and he is not familiar with last year's items. After searching for a long time, he said, "Ah, the director said that you received it, so you can just sign it."
"What did he say?" Xu Ran frowned, "Where's your record? I'm also written on it?"
The administrator hesitated and couldn't answer, and finally said, "My things are a bit messy now, and I can't find the list. They said they remembered it was you."
Xu Ran asked who this "they" were, but the administrator couldn't answer.
No matter how good-tempered he was, he would still be annoyed by his nonchalant attitude, Xu Ran lowered his voice and said, "This is not what I received, you have to find last year's signatures or records from there, or I won't accept it." signature."
The warehouse seemed to know that it was wrong, and hung up the phone after muttering twice. Xu Ran went to the office next door to look for Sister Li, who was in charge of submitting the form, but there was no record of Xu Ran's application for this batch of materials.
After thanking Sister Li, Xu Ran returned to the office. Even the deputy director went out this time, and he was the only one left in the empty room. He slammed himself on the chair, shaking his head with a wry smile.
Everything is wrong. He thought that maybe he had never had a smooth time in his life.
Not before, not now.
The sudden change made him withdraw his mind a little bit, but now he would rather be immersed in the pain of losing his love. Three hundred thousand was not a small sum for him. After buying a house, all he had left was his modest monthly salary.
Not even a chance to be depressed, Xu Ran felt like a child abandoned by God, and he had to wait in line if he wanted to feel sorry for himself.
Before leaving get off work, he went to the director again and told him clearly that neither he nor Sister Li had a record of this list in their archives.
This time he really saw the director's face change.
"To be honest, this batch of materials was missed last year, and this year's inventory found that the quantity is not correct. Now the office is looking for these things," the director leaned back, crossed his hands on his lap, and looked at it with his chin raised. Xu Ran, "The leader will have a meeting tomorrow, so you should come and attend."
"Okay." Xu Ran replied. He walks straight and sits upright, with nothing to hide.