Events took an unexpected turn. Instead of going to the editorial office on Becky's Third Street, Zach drove southeast from Pixar.
In the passenger seat was Ryan's mother, who was looking grateful, and in the back seat was Ryan, who was staring stiffly out of the window.
Why were these two people sitting in Zach's car? Because Zach had a moment of weakness in the parking lot and answered Ryan's mother, "You want it? Well, I can give it to you."
Then, under the displeased look of the second-hand store owner, Zach directly moved Louise's small desk, placed it next to Ryan's mother, and asked nonchalantly, "Do you have a car to transport it back?"
Ryan's mother answered honestly, "No."
Zach understood at that moment why the boss was unwilling to let go of a shabby table that was obviously not worth more than 60 euros. Because it still needs to be shipped. But it's too late.
That's why.
Grande's truck entered the southeast, which obviously triggered something (the devil's spy). Zach saw Skoll in the skull specially coming out to watch Grande's truck pass by to see that Zach was not looking for him. , shrugged, and went back.
I didn't get to pass 'The General's' bar, and luckily I didn't. According to 'General's' character, and because Zach was absent from the party at the ** bar last night, 'General' might directly stop Zach and force him to talk about 'self-discipline' or something like that. It would be bad to scare two kind-hearted passengers.
The car parked in the back alley of a certain building, and Zach asked again, "Do you live in..."
"Fifth floor."
Zach sighed. After getting out of the car, he rolled up his sleeves and lifted up his small desk. With countless thanks from Ryan's mother, she followed Ryan, who ran straight up the stairs, and went upstairs.
"Thank God, I'm finally back! Brian, where's your mother?!"
When Zach was still on the fourth floor, he heard a mother-like shout.
On the narrow corridor, Zach made way first. Give Mother Lane a pass. With the abilities of a vampire, it is difficult to pretend to use two hands to move a small table.
"Why are you here? Why did you bring so many tools? I thought we had a day off today." Ryan's mother was obviously talking to the fat woman standing at the door of her house. Also, tools. It refers to the pile of cleaning tools that the fat woman carries, such as gloves, rags, wooden brushes, spray cans and the like.
"xx found a job, over there in the West District! I thought I should call you, will you go?!"
"West End?"
Zach listened to the conversation. One side goes up in the corridor. It seems. Lane's mother's job appears to be to hire a cleaning lady.
"How much?" Ryan's mother was obviously tempted.
He whispered in a somewhat artificial voice, and glanced at Zach who just came up with a weird look, "Two hundred, one hour."
Needless to say, Ryan's mother quickly took out the key and opened the door, "Right away."
Zach carried the desk and walked into Ryan's house under the strange eyes of the fat woman. "Where should I put it?" Zach was about to put down his things and leave immediately. He had already spent too much time on this unexpected encounter.
Ryan's mother directly blocked the fat woman's attempt to ask with her eyes. "Here." She pointed to Ryan's room, "Thank you so much."
Zach nodded, didn't want to say anything, and walked directly over. The simple steps of letting go, saying goodbye, and leaving got stuck at the first step.
There is no space to put anything in Ryan's room! Zach thought about the conversation he first heard, about changing desks because there was not enough space! And objectively speaking, there is not enough space anywhere in this house, not just Ryan's room!
Zach frowned and looked around the suite, which was smaller than a bachelor's apartment. He didn't know what to do for a moment.
"Hey! Why don't you go? One minute late means, uh, let me calculate, 200 divided by 60..." The fat woman was obviously impatient.
Ryan's mother was also embarrassed for a moment, "Uh, honey, can you help carry that old desk out... Baby? Brian? Where are you?"
Ryan hides in the toilet.
Zach shook his head, temporarily exited the small suite, placed the desk in the corridor, entered again, without saying anything else, jumped over Ryan's bed, and prepared to move the original desk out.
Zach knew that Ryan's mother was in a hurry now, and it was absolutely impossible for Ryan to come out to help. He could only rely on him to do it himself.
Ryan's mother was once again filled with gratitude and a little apologetic at the same time. But she also knew exactly what she wanted to do. After expressing her gratitude, she took the fat woman and started preparing the tools for work.
Zach felt embarrassed again, because before moving out of the original desk, it was necessary to empty the contents. So Zach did just that, to see what our vampires had cleared out—a ton of unused envelopes and stamps that looked exactly like the three fan letters Zach had received, apparently bought together.
Zach didn't feel like these were things Ryan wanted his mother to find, and he didn't feel like he wanted to see them again.
Zach picked up the letter and stamps and began stuffing them into his pocket. It has to be, Zach doesn’t want to receive fan mail again one day!
However, when Zach was halfway stuffed, he looked at the bulging pocket and twitched the corners of his mouth in annoyance. Sighing, he helplessly searched for a place to hide in Ryan's small room.
But no.
Zach looked at the robot-shaped stand beside the bed, tugged at the corner of his mouth, broke off the top and removed the joint, thanking him that this thing was made for children to be novel and fun, using a hollow rod. Zach rolled up the envelope and started stuffing it inside.
Only one envelope was stuffed, and Zach was embarrassed that it was full again. Zach stood on the wooden railing beside the bed irritably and looked into the dark hollow rod. It was already filled with paper balls!
Zach tugged at the corners of his mouth, stretched out the tips of his pale fingers, pierced them, picked at the ball of paper and pulled it out.
After pulling out a bunch, Zach unfolded it thoughtfully and helped confirm whether this was one of the things Ryan didn't want his mother to know.
Zach's face turned grim.
The fan letters were all there, stamps, envelopes, and now the scrapped letter paper unfolded in Zach's hand.
"Hurry! Hurry!" the fat woman's voice urged, pushing Ryan's mother, who was still arranging her clothes, past the door of Ryan's room, "Oh! Let's go! Just let this guy work! Let Brian see Just leave it alone! Do you have anything over 200 dollars here?!"
Ryan's mother had already changed into indoor cleaning clothes, somewhat similar to a maid's outfit, and the pocket on her waist was filled with cleaning supplies. She looked at Zach apologetically. Apparently her colleague had misunderstood Zach's identity and character.
Zach turned his hand away, hiding what was in his hand. At this time, Zach could only nod. (..)