At the same time, in the VVVIP ward of Huarui Hospital, Xiao Xingyu's mother was still pulling Zhang Moyan to complain about Xiao Xingyu.
Listening, agreeing, and asking appropriate questions, even a small refrigerator like Zhang Moyan possesses the basic qualities of a reporter, and this quality successfully made Ms. Meng speak more and more excitedly.
From the time when Xiao Xingyu refused to drink from the pacifier when he was weaned, to the time when he eats grapes without spitting out the skins, Zhang Moyan listened to every detail and was so happy that she could write a book titled "Why is Mr. Xiao like this" as soon as she opened her computer.
Suddenly, Zhang Moyan's cell phone rang, interrupting the harmonious atmosphere.
The caller ID showed "Express Delivery". Zhang Moyan's mind raced and she couldn't remember what she had bought, but she still picked up the phone.
After a few words of communication, her brain finally cleared up. It turned out that it was an ice cream cake she ordered.
Last weekend, while cleaning her house, she found a birthday cake redemption card issued by the company last year. Seeing that it was about to expire in a few days, she chose a design and placed an order.
I didn't seem to note the delivery time at that time, but I didn't expect it to be delivered at this time.
When the delivery guy heard that Zhang Moyan wasn't at home, he got a little anxious: "This ice cream cake needs to be refrigerated. The dry ice in the package can only last for an hour at most. Can I leave it at your neighbor's house?"
"The tenants across the street just moved out, and the house hasn't been rented out yet..." Zhang Moyan apologized. Her building had two households per floor, and the landlord across the street was out of town, so the house was rented out year-round. "The neighbors upstairs and downstairs aren't very good-tempered, so I guess they won't agree. How about this, could you return the cake to the ice cream shop first?"
The delivery guy said no: "The ice cream shop was having a team-building event tonight. I saw they were closing after I got the cake."
So unlucky.
Zhang Moyan thought about it again and suggested, "Your courier company should have a refrigerator, right? Why don't we leave it there first? If that doesn't work... we'll just give it to you!"
"Sister," the delivery boy said in an awkward voice, "I still have a lot of packages to deliver. I won't be back to the office for two or three hours. I'm not a cold chain delivery specialist. Let's be considerate of each other! Think of a way. I'll put the package in your water meter cabinet in the corridor. Please find a relative or friend to help you store it!"
The young man was a bit arbitrary, and Zhang Moyan really couldn't bring herself to bother him anymore, so she had no choice but to compromise: "Then... okay!"
After hanging up, she called Jin Xueyang first. The phone rang for a long time before the other end answered: "Jin Xueyang, do you have time now?"
"I don't have time," Jin Xueyang answered decisively, the background noise was very noisy: "I'm busy! I haven't had a sip of water all afternoon. I want to be hospitalized now!"
Zhang Moyan guessed he was busy at some scene and said tactfully, "Forget it, go ahead and do your work."
Jin Xueyang stopped her: "What's the matter? Tell me!"
Zhang Moyan picked up her energy again: "Do you still remember the password to my door? I want you to help me pick up a package..."
"Bye!" Jin Xueyang ended the conversation decisively.
Zhang Moyan was a little confused holding the busy phone.
Who else can we look for besides Jin Xueyang?
She thought that her place of residence was not far from the company, so it would be fine to ask the new intern to run an errand and bring the food to the company for her colleagues. The intern did not have any specific work at the moment, so she could squeeze in half an hour to go back and forth.
I'm just embarrassed to ask for help from an intern. I feel like I'm using their child as an errand boy...
"To pick up a package, right?" Zhang Moyan's mind was racing. Meng Xiaoya gently nudged her. "Are you looking for something to put in the refrigerator?"
"Yes..." Zhang Moyan answered mechanically with a helpless look.
Meng Xiaoya smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll let Xingyu go!"
Zhang Moyan opened her eyes wide:?!
Meng Xiaoya picked up the phone and was about to dial, but Zhang Moyan was so scared that she quickly stopped her: "How dare you! Auntie, I'll just find a colleague..."
Meng Xiaoya gestured "stop talking" and grabbed her phone, saying to her earnestly, "Why are you so honest? How can a girl tell a stranger that no one is home or among the neighbors, and then let them into your house so casually? This is very unsafe! Do you know who the other party is a good person? Be careful not to let a wolf into the house. Stop talking, I'll go find Xingyu."
As she said that, she dialed the number.
Zhang Moyan's inner thoughts: But, your son...seems quite unfamiliar too~
"What the hell? Picking up a courier?!" In the vice president's office, Xiao Xingyu answered a call from his mother.
Meng Xiaoya filtered out any potential uncooperative factors on the phone and ordered, "I'll send you Miss Zhang's address and the doorman's password. You have to come within an hour and help her put the ice cream cake in the freezer. Do you understand?"
"Ice cream cake? Another hour?" Xiao Xingyu held the phone and doubted his life.
Ms. Meng's voice was high and mighty, brooking no disobedience: "Xiao Xingyu, I'm not asking you for anything, I'm giving you instructions. Just follow my instructions!"
The next second she hung up the phone without saying anything, not giving the other party any chance to refuse.
Zhang Moyan didn't have any chance to refuse.
From the few words she heard, she could feel that Xiao Xingyu refused to do such a small thing that would lower his status, but he had no choice but to obey Ms. Meng's dominance and was likely to do so.
Now she only has two questions in her mind:
1. Did she offend Xiao Xingyu?
2. Is the interview with "Xinhuo" even less likely to happen?
"Come on," Meng Xiaoya considerately turned the phone with the WeChat chat box open and handed it to Zhang Moyan: "Enter your address and door code."
Zhang Moyan felt something was amiss and wanted to refuse again: "This is too much trouble..."
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