068 He disdains to ask
The golden sunset shines on the sycamore tree that has just sprouted tender leaves. The breeze blows the branches, and the leaves dyed with a layer of broken gold sway, as if a golden rain is about to fall.
Gao Qinghe kicked the stones intermittently, and occasionally turned his head to glance at the sycamore tree in front of him.
About ten minutes later, the man finished his phone call and came over.
Gao Qinghe immediately stepped forward and asked, "Is it all right?"
Jiang Baohai nodded and said, "Tomorrow afternoon at 2:30, go directly to the factory director's office to find someone."
Gao Qinghe thought that at most he had contacted someone, but he didn't expect that they could even make an appointment.
"Boss Jiang, who is this friend of yours? He's so powerful!"
Boss Jiang?
Jiang Baohai felt uncomfortable hearing this name.
But I didn't want to correct her for the time being, lest she think I was happy about it.
The guy who caused him to go to jail in his previous life must not be forgiven easily!
"It's not that my friends are great, it's that I, Jiang Baohai, am famous."
Jiang Baohai hid the pride in his eyes and reminded Gao Qinghe not to be late tomorrow.
"On my behalf, I reluctantly agreed to spare twenty minutes to meet with a little-known girl like you."
He folded his arms and glanced at her sideways. "How do you thank me?"
Gao Qinghe rolled his eyes and hooked his finger at him.
"Heh~" Jiang Baohai curled his lips and chuckled. He guessed it.
It must be some old trick like a sneaky kiss on the cheek.
That's fine.
He leaned closer, his face slightly tilted to the side for her convenience.
"I'll give you a bite."
A piece of braised pork ribs was stuffed into my mouth with two fingers. The warm and soft fingertips touched my cool lips.
I didn't feed it correctly, so I pushed it in again.
When withdrawing, the thin nails scratched across the lower lip, which made Jiang Baohai's heart numb. He turned around and looked at her in surprise.
Gao Qinghe also picked up a piece of braised pork ribs and put it in his mouth. Like a cat that had tasted a surprise, his eyes widened instantly.
"Your mom... Auntie's ribs are delicious, just as good as my grandma's!"
For her to be compared with Old Lady Tian is the highest recognition.
Jiang Mu is meticulous and cuts the ribs into small pieces, which makes them tasty and easy to eat. You don’t have to gnaw on the bones roughly, you can eat them one piece at a time.
After finishing a piece of ribs, Gao Qinghe picked up another piece, not even letting go of the sauce on his fingertips.
Since your hands are already dirty, there is no need to dirty someone else's hands.
While eating, he did not forget to pick out a piece that was hard to chew and put it to Jiang Baohai's mouth.
He was completely oblivious to the darkness on his lips.
The plump and rosy lips were dyed by the red sauce like roses covered with morning dew, so beautiful and tempting.
Jiang Baohai swallowed hard, his Adam's apple rolling as if he wanted to swallow someone. He took the ribs she handed him into his mouth and chewed them viciously.
The orange and yellow figures leaping in the sunset are so gorgeous that people can't take their eyes off them.
He only regretted that it was not a dark and windy night where he could not see his hand in front of his face.
In order to suppress the evil thoughts in his heart, Jiang Baohai squeezed his knuckles so hard that the blood vessels on the back of his hand bulged, and he almost crushed the mobile phone in his hand.
When I arrived at the gate of the staff compound, only one third of the box of braised pork ribs was left.
Gao Qinghe took a deep breath of satisfaction and took out a handkerchief to wipe his fingers and mouth.
Remembering something, he turned around and put his handkerchief to the corner of the mouth of someone behind him, as if he had done it thousands of times, and wiped away the remaining sauce from the corner of his mouth skillfully and naturally.
Jiang Baohai felt that she was looking at him, but it didn't seem like she was looking at him.
But through him, I saw another person.
That man was her husband, with whom she had been married for thirty-seven years.
So, is the weight in her heart gradually shifting towards him?
Jiang Baohai really wanted to ask, but he was too disdainful to ask in his previous life.
In this life, he didn't dare ask. If she knew that he had been deceiving her about his reincarnation, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Thinking of this, Jiang Baohai couldn't help but shudder.
"I think you should wear more clothes." Gao Qinghe took the opportunity to lecture him back.
After she finished speaking, she sneezed violently.
Jiang Baohai frowned. He said he was cold, but he didn't believe it.
With a look of slight disgust and helplessness, he took off his coat and put it on her shoulders.
Gao Qinghe wanted to push it away, but the coat carried the owner's body temperature, and the warmth enveloped him, making him so comfortable that he didn't want to let it go.
"I'll take you in."
He had to go and identify the door before he could feel at ease.
Gao Qinghe said nothing more, silently gathered up his coat, and led the way.
Jiang Baohai walked behind her carrying an insulated box, keeping a distance of more than one meter.
Gao Qinghe turned around and saw his stern look, and somehow found it a little funny.
A dishonest person who is always openly flirting pretends to be serious, which shows how scary the gossipy eyes of the employees' families in the compound are.
Gao Qinghe asked him, "When are you leaving? Where are you going? Are you going alone?"
"I'm leaving tomorrow morning, heading south, alone."
Gao Qinghe looked at his face. There was still some youthfulness between his eyebrows, but his expression was mature, as if he was in his fifties or sixties.
But he is only 25 years old, and is just a young man who has just graduated from university and entered the society.
But because his father died early, his mother was ill, and his sister was young, the young man had to shoulder the burden of the family early on.
Others are 15 years old on campus.
Jiang Baohai spent his 15 years old in a dark and damp underground mine.
This was a replacement position that Jiang's mother had obtained by going to Jiang's father's workplace for a day and a night, putting aside all her dignity.
From a temporary worker in a mine to a coal boss who controls more than half of the coal mines in Qing County, Jiang Baohai could write a million-word tragic novel about the hardships he experienced.
Oh, this guy’s autobiography had ten editions in his previous life!
Thinking of the autobiographies he used to pad the scented candles in his previous life, Gao Qinghe was speechless and a little distressed.
"Are you tired?" she asked.
Maybe it's because I haven't heard anyone ask me if I'm tired for too long.
Jiang Baohai was in a daze for a while before he smiled and said, "Not bad."
This life is really okay.
Reborn directly back to the present, instead of when he was 15 years old.
The memory of my two lives is separated by fifty years, and I have long forgotten all the suffering.
Now he only remembers the prison food that the woman in front of him made him eat!
Gao Qinghe suddenly felt a chill on his back.
I touched my neck and looked around, there was no wind.
"I have arrived."
Pointing to the iron gate in front, Gao Qinghe took off the coat on his shoulders and returned it to Jiang Baohai.
He took the insulated box away by himself and waved, "Have a bon voyage, I'll see you when you come back."
After using the person, he said goodbye and didn't even bother to let him in.
Jiang Baohai was so angry that he lost his temper.
He took a look at the unit number and house number, wrote them down, threw his coat over his shoulder, and turned away pretending to be nonchalant.
I walked several steps away, but didn't hear her call out.
He suddenly stopped and looked back.
There was a loud "clang" sound.
All that was left for him were two cold, large iron doors.
Jiang Baohai really laughed, he laughed out of anger!
However, seeing Gao Qinghe's desire to make money, he was a little scared.
He was not afraid that she would spend money all over the world on shopping.
I'm afraid she'll suddenly want to accomplish something.
It was like he had suddenly become addicted to extreme sports in his previous life, and it scared him to the point of giving him a heart attack.
She's already sixty years old, so I think she should be more stable...right?
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