Chapter 9: The Ninth Day of Madness, I'll Help You Grab the Dog
There was heavy rain outside the window. Tan Mo ran out. The wind blew the rain directly onto her, soaking a large area of her.
Tan Mo was like, fuck! It turned out that the capitalists’ glamour and splendor were all maintained by the workers. She even had to come out to steal the dog in such bad weather.
It can be seen that her status is lower than that of a dog.
It seems that a three-fold Apple phone is still too cheap for this crazy Nangong Lie.
After a quick glance, I saw Xu Xiaonian, who probably felt that the rain was too heavy, standing under the corridor closest to the gate, holding a gas tank, with a suitcase next to him.
The night in April was chilly, and it was windy and rainy. Xu Xiaonian hugged herself tightly, and the hair on the gas tank was blown into dandelions. She turned her head around and saw Tan Mo with a pitiful look.
Now, Sang Biao has really become Sang Biao.
"Miss Xu, please come back quickly with the gas tank. It's difficult to walk in such heavy rain." Tan Mo ran towards Xu Xiaonian and shouted.
As soon as she shouted, Xu Xiaonian bent down and picked up the gas tank, but she couldn't lift it for a moment, so she had to drag it back, "Don't come over here, come over here again..."
What? Want to jump off the building? Don't bring a gas canister with you.
Tan Mo looked at the gas tank with its bulging lips and listless look, ignored her, and arrived in front of Xu Xiaonian in three or five seconds.
Xu Xiaonian: "Didn't I tell you not to come over?"
Tan Mo: "But why should I listen to you?"
Xu Xiaonian: ...
She took a deep breath and complained with a broken expression, "I knew that in his heart, I am not even as important as a gas tank. He will only let you come to me after I take the gas tank away."
It sounded as if she had deliberately taken the gas tank away just to get Nangong Lie to come find her.
Tan Mo said bluntly: "He didn't ask me to come to you."
"ah!"
"He asked me to take the gas tank back." Tan Mo was about to pick up the gas tank, "Let go, Miss Xu."
"I don't believe it." Xu Xiaonian was a little overwhelmed. She clung to the upper part of the gas tank tightly and kept shaking her head. "I don't believe it. I don't believe it. He wouldn't be so cruel to me. He said he would always love me. How could he say that?"
She must have cried, otherwise how could two drops of hot tears splash on the back of Tan Mo's hand.
However, the scene at this moment was a bit funny. Xu Xiaonian was bent over, with her butt sticking out, her long hair loose, shaking her head and crying, just like the Bull Demon King in "A Chinese Odyssey".
"Assistant Tan, are you deliberately lying to me? What good will this do for you?" Xu Xiaonian suddenly raised his head and glared at Tan Mo fiercely.
Tan Mo was not paying attention and was frightened and retreated from the corridor. Just then, a gust of rain blew onto her, and she was completely chilled to the bone.
The gas tank whimpered pitifully.
Tan Mo wanted to laugh and cry at the same time: "What good can I do? I'm just a humble working girl. Who can come and save me? Oh my God."
"I'm here to help you—"
"Assistant Tan, I'm here, I'm here." A voice like heavenly music reached Tan Mo's ears.
What caught her eyes was Lu Xingjian, a colleague who was as unlucky as her, being tormented by his crazy husband and wife until most of the night, but at the same time, Tan Mo seemed to see hope.
Facing Xu Xiaonian, who was emotional and unable to reason, Tan Mo said to Lu Xingjian, "Pull her away. Our mission is to take the gas tank away. As for whether she wants to leave or not, we don't care."
As expected, having one more person makes the work easier. Lu Xingjian pulled Xu Xiaonian away, and the four gas tanks finally landed on the ground instead of being suspended in the air by the two people.
Tan Mo pulled the leash and patted his butt, "Come on, let's go back."
But the gas tank lay on the ground, without any reaction, with a feeling of exhaustion that "even if the king of heaven comes, he can't let this dog move a step."
Lu Xingjian didn't dare to use force on Xu Xiaonian, and often couldn't hold her back. Seeing that Xu Xiaonian was about to break free, Lu Xingjian hugged Xu Xiaonian's waist and shouted, "Go!"
Tan Mo hesitated for a moment, bent down and picked up the gas tank, even weighed it up when she straightened up, and then ran home without stopping.
The gas tank was carried by a Samoyed weighing nearly 50 kilograms. It was almost crushed when carried in his arms. Moreover, it seemed to be naked, and it slid down an inch with every step it took.
When he was about to give up, Lu Xingjian took it from Tan Mo's hand. Because he had used so much strength, the veins on the back of his hand were faintly visible. "You lead the way."
At this moment, there seemed to be the tension of escaping from the end of the world. Tan Mo did not have time to look back at Xu Xiaonian and ran to the front to lead the way.
It was safe once they entered the villa, so she led Lu Xingjian into the bedroom where the gas tank was.
Before the door closed, Nangong Lie was already standing on the steps of the hall. Unlike Tan Mo, who was panting and sticky, he was calm and deep. He even changed into a clean and elegant set of clothes while she was grabbing the dog.
Nangong Lie, this bastard! Tan Mo couldn't help but curse in her heart.
After entering the room, Tan Mo collapsed on the ground due to exhaustion. The heavy breathing of the two people and the dog could be heard in the room.
Everyone is tired.
Tan Mo turned her head and saw Lu Xingjian slumped on the sofa. He was half soaked, and his originally soft and fluffy veil was now in a terrible state.
She quipped, "Your hair is wet like lasagna."
Lu Xingjian replied, "Your hair isn't much better. It looks like it was licked by a cow."
He said this in a tone that was both polite and cowardly, and it sounded like he respected Tan Mo, but also like he didn't.
Tan Mo stretched out her legs and wanted to kick him, but she had no strength and couldn't even lift them up, so she could only kick on the spot.
With this kick, the gas tank next to it hummed.
"How dare you humph? Sorrowful!" Tan Mo squinted her eyes at the gas tank and scolded, "If you weren't so fat, would the two of us be in such a mess?"
The gas tank lay on the ground, its big belly exposed by the rain covering two entire tiles, and was now bobbing up and down.
Tan Mo was heartbroken: "I used to think you were just fat because of your hair, but I didn't expect that you were really fat."
Sang Biao, who understood the word "fat", glared at Tan Mo angrily, hesitating whether to react to Tan Mo with "anger" or "cowardice". Finally, he glanced to the other side, not looking at Tan Mo, and chose to be angry and cowardly.
"It's not my fault, is it? I was sleeping peacefully at home, who knew this would happen." Lu Xingjian bent down and touched the head of the gas tank to coax it.
The gas tank whimpered and felt aggrieved.
Lu Xingjian looked up and asked, "Assistant Tan, President Nangong and Miss Xu have always been like this..."
He paused here, unable to find the right adjective to describe it.
"Are you crazy?" Tan Mo said softly.
There was a silence.
Then, the two people who looked at each other couldn't help laughing.
Tan Mo took a deep breath and said, "Bingo, congratulations on discovering your boss's true face on your first day at work."
Although Nangong Lie is a bad person, he is really rich. Even the room for the gas tank is a large guest room in the villa, and it also has a bathroom, which is bigger than the house rented by Tan Mo.
There are some gas tanks and other things that are usually used in it.
Tan Mo found two Dyson hair dryers.
The two people divided the work: one of them went to the bathroom to blow dry first, and the other blew the gas tank, and then they switched.
By the time Lu Xingjian came out of the bathroom, Tan Mo had almost transformed the homeless version of the gas tank into a mighty and domineering Sang Biao.
The air conditioner is on in the house, but it's not that cold.
The white hair of the gas tank was floating in the air. Tan Mo sneezed suddenly. "Luckily, Sang Biao didn't get all wet, otherwise it would have blown me away forever."
She pulled her phone from her pocket, turned on the screen, and sighed, "It's almost two in the morning."
"It's time for Gas Tank to sleep," Lu Xingjian said as he helped Tan Mo pack up her tools. He glanced at the drowsy Gas Tank on the bed and said, "Let's go too."
"Yeah." Tan Mo responded.
After putting the tools away properly, Tan Mo walked in front. Just as she put her hand on the door handle, she heard a sudden loud crackling sound outside the house, as if something was being knocked to the ground.
Then Nangong Lie shouted in agony: "What do you want me to do to make you believe that I love you! Do you want me to dig my heart out?"
It was obvious that some kind of roaring and intense communication was still going on outside, which only Nangong Lie and Xu Xiaonian could understand.
"We?" Lu Xingjian said worriedly, "Will we get into trouble if we go out now?"
"That makes sense."
Tan Mo let go of the handle, stepped back, and sat back on the bed. She said helplessly, "Let's wait and see."
If they went out at this time, who knows what the two people outside would do to them.
There was ping-pong outside, but it was silent inside.
The noise outside the house seemed to be deliberately performed for the people inside, but the two people and the dog in the house had their eyelids drooping sleepily, yawning continuously, and were too cowardly to dare to make a sound.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the door was suddenly pushed open and Tan Mo was so startled that she almost jumped out of the bed.
Even the gas tank that was about to close its eyes suddenly opened them wide, with a look on its face that said "What happened!"
Lu Xingjian could stay up late better than Tan Mo and recovered the fastest. He hurriedly asked, "Boss, what's going on?"
However, Nangong Lie didn't even look at him. With red eyes, he pulled Xu Xiaonian beside him and quickly came to the bed.
So much so that the two people and the dog on the bed became nervous.
Lu Xingjian: What should I do, Assistant Tan, please speak up!
Tan Mo: This bastard boss is causing me trouble again. It’s so annoying. I should have quit earlier!
Gas Tank: Dog Su Su.jpg, it seems that Wadasi hasn’t been stealing gas tanks recently.
To everyone's surprise, Nangong Lie pointed at the dog's nose of the gas tank and asked, "If Xu Xiaonian and I break up, who will you follow?"
How is this any different from a divorced couple asking who their child should live with?
Lu Xingjian: ...It turns out that we can’t have too much hope in the boss.
Tan Mo: ...You have a brain bubble. If dogs could talk, they would definitely call you crazy.
The gas tank probably also felt speechless, its wet little nose shrank and its eyes drifted.
The hanging garlic skin became heavier and heavier, and under the gaze of everyone, he performed a poor and clumsy acting of "I want to sleep, sleep..."
He lay down to the side, the fat on his belly trembled, he stretched out his four short legs, and fell asleep.
Because the acting was so poor, the four people present were silent.
"It's okay if Gas Tank fell asleep." Nangong Lie regained his voice and looked at Tan Mo, "Assistant Tan, you tell me. If Xu Xiaonian and I break up, who do you think Gas Tank should be with?"
Such a deadly problem.
It was almost three in the morning and I had to answer questions about death, which was even worse.
After being called, Tan Mo drooped her eyelids and muttered to herself, "I'm going to sleep, sleep..."
Bang, and fell into a deep sleep.
The acting is more speechless than a gas tank.
Nangong Lie looked at Lu Xingjian, "Are you going to sleep too?"
"No." Lu Xingjian shook his head firmly.
Nangong Lie showed a satisfied look.
"I'm going to faint."
Nangong Lie: ...
The next day, when Tan Mo opened her eyes and woke up, she saw an unfamiliar ceiling.
She was stunned for a moment before she realized that after pretending to sleep last night, she had actually fallen asleep in the doghouse. Her arms felt warm, and she looked down to see that the gas tank had nestled beside her.
The big fat dog smelled of milk. Tan Mo couldn't help but buried her head in the dog's neck and sucked hard.
It was so cute. Tan Mo smiled, but the moment her eyes looked away, the smile froze on her face.
What's going on? Lu Xingjian also sleeps in the same bed.
Fortunately, the bed is big enough.
Tan Mo thought so inexplicably, and then got up quietly. As soon as her feet were placed on the ground, the soles of her feet touched something hot, soft and hard.
Tan Mo's heel suddenly lifted up like a spring. She looked down and saw that it was Nangong Lie lying on the floor and sleeping.
On the other side of the floor, as far away from Nangong Lie as a deep ditch, lay Xu Xiaonian, also still asleep.
What's going on? The four of them and the dog all slept in the doghouse last night?
She had to go quickly.
Tan Mo was about to step onto the open space, but when her eyes fell on Nangong Lie's face, which was so disgusting that everyone hated it and even ghosts feared it, she stopped abruptly.
Could it be his thigh that she stepped on just now?
Then, Tan Mo poured all her strength into her feet and stepped on Nangong Lie's thigh as if nothing had happened.
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