Thinking that he was wandering in the land that gave birth to celadon porcelain, Zhang Moyan's heart gradually filled with a sense of satisfaction of stepping into the place of his dreams.
As the sun sets, the car gradually drives into an area where foothills and plains intersect, and the speed slowly decreases, as if foreshadowing that it is about to reach its destination.
But... these distant mountains like screens, shady green trees, fresh air, and neat rows of modern factory buildings don't look like the road to the hospital at all!
"Didn't you say you were going to see my dad? Why are you here in the park?" Xiao Xingyu had opened his eyes at some point.
Xiao Mumu pursed his lips and said nothing. Xiao Xingyu looked at him sideways, his expression gradually becoming cold and hard in Xiao Mumu's obedient silence. Even Zhang Moyan noticed that something was wrong.
10 minutes later.
The red Porsche was parked 100 meters away from the gate of Xiaosheng Celadon Park.
Why 100 meters? Because there was a truck loaded with porcelain clay parked ahead. Eight workers were unloading bags of clay from the truck and moving them onto a large trailer. They were being directed by a man in his fifties wearing a blue work jacket who looked like a team leader.
The two thin workers' hands slipped, and the uncle held them up in time. He gritted his teeth, let out a "Hey Yo", swung his arms, and threw the mud bag onto the trailer by himself.
"Explain."
Xiao Xingyu put his elbow on the car window and glanced at Xiao Mumu
Xiao Mumu looked straight ahead, picked up a cup of coffee that had been cold for hours from the storage compartment of the driver's door, bit the straw and took two sips.
Before Zhang Moyan could understand what was going on, she saw Xiao Xingyu loosen his seat belt, open the car door and step out.
"dad!"
He stood tall and shouted towards the bustling handling area in front of him.
The square-faced and slightly overweight "team leader" turned around in response.
It turns out that he is not the team leader, but Xiao Xingyu's father. What a big name!
"Xingyu!" Seeing the tall and straight figure, "Team Leader" Xiao Weizhou's eyes lit up and he immediately waved to him: "You've come just in time, come over here! And Mumu, you come too!"
The eight workers immediately responded and looked over, their simple faces immediately breaking into surprised smiles.
Then,
Zhang Moyan watched the two handsome guys from the Xiao family move mud bags for 15 minutes under the leadership of the "team leader".
Mu Mu and Xiao Weizhou worked together to carry the goods. Xiao Xingyu was obviously stronger than them. He could unload the goods by just catching and throwing them, making it look like a piece of cake.
The eight workers were cheered up after seeing Xiao Xingyu. Not only did they smile, but their hands and feet seemed to have more energy. The unloading speed was obviously twice as fast as before Xiao Xingyu appeared.
This enthusiastic working scene was so intense that Zhang Moyan really didn’t know how Xiao Xingyu fit in.
Crowned with trendy clothes and handsome as the sky, Prince Shi Yue, the boss of the Magic Rock Club, looks very spectacular with his slender figure changing with the movements of lifting and throwing. He does physical work such as unloading with a group of workers, and the picture is not only harmonious, but can even be said to be full of joy.
This scene was quite shocking, so much so that Zhang Moyan felt guilty for standing by and watching.
She stood by the car, looking around at a loss. As her eyes swept across, she felt something flash by at the end of the road behind her.
She went to look, but there was nothing there. After a while, a black dog walked by.
After the last bag of porcelain clay was laid, several workers surrounded Xiao Xingyu enthusiastically. An old worker handed the phone to Xiao Mumu, then surrounded Xiao Xingyu in the C position and took several photos from different angles.
Xiao Xingyu patted the dirt on his hands and walked back to the Porsche with Xiao Mumu and his father. Behind them, eight workers were busy holding their mobile phones and sharing photos.
"Xingyu, is this your friend?" Xiao Weizhou nodded when he saw Zhang Moyan.
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