From 2:30 pm to 6:30 pm, Gao Huanrong worked non-stop and hardly took a break.
The unfriendly comments about Gao Huanrong gradually subsided, and people began to admire her more.
Wow, this level of sweeping work is exhausting! How does Gao Huanrong manage to keep going?
[Such dedication! I've gone from hating to liking them.]
【Seriously? You guys are all fawning over this rich heiress just because she sweeps the floor once in a while?】
Gao Huanrong was thirsty and wanted to find a water dispenser to get some water. She walked around the backyard and went into the bungalow opposite the building where the hall was located.
This single-story house was pitch black; only the main gate allowed entry, and all the rooms inside were locked.
"What are you doing?"
An angry roar came from behind, and Gao Huanrong flinched in fright.
The burly caregiver she had seen before was standing behind Gao Huanrong, holding a large pair of gardening shears.
The metallic sheen of garden shears is particularly intimidating.
Gao Huanrong swallowed hard: "I'm looking for a water bucket. I saw that the water dispenser in the lobby was empty, so I thought I'd help replace it with a bottle of mineral water."
She complained, "I've been sweeping for four hours straight without much rest, I'm exhausted."
The caregiver's attitude softened a bit at this point, since the person was working for free and was working so diligently.
"Go wait in the lobby, I'll bring the water over in a bit."
The caregiver watched Gao Huanrong enter the hall before turning and leaving.
The elderly people in the hall had finished watching the skit and dispersed in twos and threes.
Only a few elderly people were freely moving around in the lobby.
Gao Huanrong felt a chill run down her spine as she recalled the scene in that dimly lit house.
She suddenly felt uneasy about doing this news report alone.
Gao Huanrong opened the Urban Light guest group chat and fell into deep thought as she looked at the avatars of the other four people in the list.
A moment later, Gao Huanrong opened the WeChat chat window, which featured a crescent moon as its profile picture.
It was Li Han.
After sending the message to Li Han, Gao Huanrong looked at one of the old women sitting on a bench in the hall, counting beans.
"Grandma, can I take a picture with you?"
Gao Huanrong had noticed the old woman when she entered the hall earlier.
She felt that the old woman's temperament and smile were very similar to her own grandmother's.
Moreover, she was abandoned in her hometown when she was a child and was raised by her maternal grandmother, who taught her to count beans.
The old woman looked up, a hint of confusion in her eyes: "A group photo?"
“It’s just taking pictures!” Gao Huanrong explained, making a camera gesture with her hand.
The old woman nodded: "When I was young, I loved taking pictures in dresses."
But just as Gao Huanrong took out her phone from her pocket, opened the camera, and switched to selfie mode, the old woman suddenly stood up in a panic.
"I don't want to! I don't want to!"
She frantically slapped her head, as if she had suffered a great shock.
"What are you doing!"
The caregiver rushed into the lobby, looking at Gao Huanrong with reproach and suspicion.
Gao Huanrong said in a panic, "I just wanted to take a picture of myself volunteering at the nursing home and post it on my WeChat Moments."
"I don't know what upset her."
The caregiver glared angrily at Gao Huanrong but couldn't vent her anger on her: "Alright, it's already past 6 o'clock, you can leave now."
Gao Huanrong didn't dare to linger and hurriedly grabbed her bag and left through the main entrance.
Gao Huanrong returned to the car and took out the bento she had prepared in advance from the back seat to eat.
She drank water while eating, which helped ease her tension.
My goodness, Gao Huanrong is working so hard!
[When that caregiver stood behind Gao Huanrong with the gardening supplies backlit, my palms were sweating with fear.]
[It's too dangerous, should we retreat first?]
Looking back now, I wonder what kind of pressure and fear the reporters who went undercover to expose gutter oil endured.
Gao Huanrong sat in the car until 9:30 p.m., when Li Han arrived.
They stared at each other, realizing they were wearing the same style of tracksuit.
They were all wearing green tracksuits with the words "Huaxia" (China) printed on the chest, looking very energetic.
Just as I was watching with bated breath, I suddenly burst out laughing.
Are these two both fans of Professor Wu Jin?
Li Han handed Gao Huanrong a can of coffee: "Let's make it clear beforehand, if this news report gets any star points, we'll split them equally."
Gao Huanrong readily nodded: "Deal."
In the darkness, the two bumped fists, much like secret agents meeting in a spy movie.
[The first pairing for the show has been revealed!]
[Gao Huanrong agreed to give Li Han some star points. She didn't seem to care much about the ranking; she just wanted to produce a good report.]
[Please be careful, sisters!]
Don't worry, when we see this recording, it means they're okay.
In the scene, night is gradually falling.
Gao Huanrong, acting like a thief in a manner inconsistent with her pampered young lady image, crept into the backyard of Ankang Nursing Home in the dark, scaling the wall.
Li Han followed behind Gao Huanrong like a thief, wanting to laugh but afraid of giving herself away, so she had to hold it in.
"Wait a minute, this nursing home doesn't keep dogs, does it?"
Li Han suddenly asked, alert.
These low-rise bungalows are easy targets for thieves, so homeowners often keep a Chinese rural dog to guard their homes.
Gao Huanrong: "I didn't see her during the day."
The next second she felt her foot step on a furry tail.
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