Thoughts and intentions
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"Who is scolding me?" Kirimi Wei had just finished taking a bath and started sneezing as soon as she came out of the bathroom.
She curled up on the sofa, picked up a thin blanket and put it on her legs, turned her phone to silent mode, turned on a variety show, and enjoyed the wonderful night with barbecue and beer.
Friday night is so wonderful. Even after midnight, there is no pressure at all, because Saturday after waking up is also a perfect day, a thousand times better than Sunday.
Yet a few hours later, she covered her ears and yelled, "Damn Saturday!"
"Woooo ...
At 7:30 in the morning, the first scream of the chainsaw pierced the ceiling, and the vibration of the saw teeth biting the wood drilled into the eardrums, occurring on time every two minutes.
Immediately afterwards, someone picked up a hammer and smashed it at the carpenter's chisel, "Bang! Bang! Bang!", each sound hitting the temple accurately.
After a while, the sawing started again upstairs, and Wu Jianwei felt like someone was cutting her nerves with a knife.
She sat up from the bed, changed out of her pajamas, checked the Environmental Noise Pollution Prevention and Control Law and the Environmental Noise Pollution Prevention and Control Management Regulations on her mobile phone, and walked into the fire escape with a high bun and no makeup on, and went upstairs to seek an explanation.
There are four households per floor. She carefully identified the households in the corridor and locked onto the one directly above her.
"Knock knock." She raised her hand and knocked on the door twice.
The sound of "Woo woo woo woo squeak squeak squeak squeak..." suddenly stopped. She waited for someone to open the door, but unexpectedly, two minutes later, the sound started again.
"Knock knock." Wu Jianwei knocked twice harder.
Obviously the homeowner heard it but deliberately refused to open the door. In anger, Kiri Mimi banged on the door, and the ball above her head shook, but the door just wouldn't open, and instead woke up the neighbor next door.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Can't you let me sleep?" A man in his sixties with tattoos stuck his head out.
"Uncle, can you still sleep? There is a chainsaw maniac living here, can't you hear me?" Wu Jianwei was no longer sleepy at this time, and he was extremely awake.
According to the law of vertical noise propagation, the sound caused by impact or vibration will be transmitted to the downstairs through floor slabs, beams and columns. The impact felt by residents on the same floor is not as great as that felt by residents downstairs, but such a loud sound is hard to hear unless one is deaf.
The old man added, "Anyway, I was woken up by you."
Kirimi smiled. "This guy is sawing something, and instead of arguing with him, you're arguing with me? Are you a bully?"
"Hey, you look smart, but why are you so sharp-tongued? I told you to just bear with it. Are you new here?"
The old man was wearing a white cotton vest and had tattoos on his arms. He looked quite social and actually advised her not to provoke this family.
"How can I stand this? I feel like my brain is being sawed off. Weekends are so precious. People live for the weekends. I'm tortured by my ruthless boss during the week, and I have to be tortured by my neighbors on the weekends too?"
Wu Jianwei suddenly realized that the rent was cheap and the community environment was good, and this was the reason.
The old man with the flower arms sighed: "It's useless."
Wu Jianwei didn't care about that and continued to bang the door: "If you don't open the door, I will find someone to pick the lock."
The door suddenly opened, and Wu Jianwei instinctively took a step back, staring at the shirtless, fleshy man in front of her. She avoided his gaze and said, "Please put on your clothes."
"I'm in my own home. What's it to you whether I wear clothes or not?" The man waved an electric saw as long as his forearm over her head. "If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
The electric saw idled, its humming sound buzzing above her head.
Kirijianwei covered her head with her hands, her voice trembling slightly, but she didn't retreat: "Do you think you are a chainsaw killer? I'm not afraid of you, what can you do to me?"
"If you're not afraid, try it!" The man approached her with an electric saw like a flying paper airplane. "Are you not afraid? Are you still not afraid?"
Wu Jianwei was really not afraid of him, but her eyes became wet when she got excited, and the man thought she was scared.
In fact, what she was really worried about was this beautiful head. If it died tragically at the hands of this perverted chainsaw killer, it would be such a loss that she didn't even buy insurance.
"I'm going to call the police." Wu Jianwei glanced behind him and said calmly, "You are doing carpentry work at home. This is disturbing the neighbors."
At this time, the old man with tattoos next door popped up again and kindly told her: "It's useless. We've tried mediation several times."
"Don't leave yet!" the chainsaw maniac said as he took a step forward and approached her.
Wu Jianwei lost her balance and twisted her ankle. When she fell, she suddenly felt a warmth on her waist and a hand supported her.
To be more precise, a clenched fist was pressed against her waist, steadying her.
She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, sir," before she even saw who it was.
"uncle?"
A cold voice cut through the air and echoed in the corridor.
Wu Jian looked to the side uneasily. The old man with tattoos was still inside his house, holding the door frame with his hands, and the expression on his face looked like he was watching a play.
Then...who is the uncle behind me?
Wu Jianwei cautiously stood still and asked before turning around, "Who are you?"
The man withdrew his hand and said in a flat tone, "Your crazy boss."
"..." Wu Jianwei blinked slightly, turned around suddenly, and a dark shadow pressed down on his face. His throat was almost blocked by a surprised cry, "Boss Meng, why are you here?"
"The cruel boss you mentioned is indeed me." Meng Yanxiu sneered.
The chainsaw was still waving before her eyes, but Wu Jianwei could no longer care about it and said hurriedly, "No, I can explain."
What she wanted to talk about was not Meng Yanxiu, but Meng Yuetong.
"We'll talk later."
Meng Yanxiu smiled softly, as if to comfort her. He gently took her waist, moved her behind him, and grabbed the handle of the chainsaw with one hand.
He was two heads taller than the chainsaw maniac, and he let the man stand on tiptoe to grab the toy, jumping around like a child trying to grab a toy from an adult.
Meng Yanxiu turned off the switch, raised his hand higher, and said to the chainsaw maniac, "According to the noise management regulations, your behavior is illegal. I will sue you directly."
"Who do you think you are? Are you her man?"
The chainsaw maniac retreated into the door frame and squinted at Meng Yanxiu. He looked like a rich man and guessed that he wanted to play the hero and save the damsel in distress.
Kirimi's alarm bells rang, and her eyes, which were already long and big, widened even wider.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wu Jianwei was even more frightened when she heard the words "you are her man" than when she was woken by the noise. "I'm going to sue you for defamation!"
Meng Yanxiu frowned. Why did she react so strongly?
"I'll sue for you." Meng Yanxiu glanced at her, "But how much do you dislike it?"
"You can sue any of you!" The chainsaw maniac slammed the door shut and said, "I don't have time to flirt with you!"
The air suddenly froze, and the word "flirtation" was even more lethal.
In the corridor, only Meng Yanxiu and Wu Jianwei were left looking at each other, and the old man with tattoos who was watching the show.
"It's pleasing to the eyes, better than soap operas." The old man with tattoos chuckled twice and closed the door.
"Boss Meng, don't take what he said seriously on my shoulders..."
Wu Jianwei curled her fingers, her nails digging into her palms. She was so embarrassed, but she felt something was wrong. She suddenly raised her eyes and asked, "By the way, why are you here?"
Meng Yanxiu lowered his head and smiled. He had already remembered her. Then he turned around and walked downstairs: "I wanted to ask you last time, why do you live so far away?"
"It's not very far." Wu Jianwei followed her downstairs, but she felt a little guilty. After all, she moved in a fit of rage just to resign. Fortunately, Meng Yanxiu should not know about this.
"Bought it? Or rented?" Meng Yanxiu stopped and looked at her door.
Wu Jianwei stopped beside him, did not open the door, and said calmly: "Rented."
"How long have you rented it?" Meng Yanxiu didn't move forward.
Kirimin: “One year.”
Meng Yanxiu's face remained calm as he asked, "How long until it expires?"
Kirimi smiled slightly: "One year."
"..." Meng Yanxiu looked at her doubtfully, then looked away, "There's an important meeting. Come with me."
"Now?" Wu Jianwei thought to herself, this is really crazy, "Boss Meng, did you come all the way to see me? In fact, a phone call would be enough."
"Will you answer the phone?" If she hadn't refused to answer the phone, Meng Yanxiu wouldn't have found out her detailed address from the employee information.
Wu Jianwei then remembered that she had turned on the silent mode at night, and she had been busy defending her rights this morning, so she had not touched her phone yet.
"Mr. Meng, I'm sorry, but I have something going on at home, so it's not convenient."
As the saying goes, those who are capable should work harder, and those who work too hard will be exploited. Even on Saturdays, they block people's doorsteps to force them to go to work. This is a bit too much. She cannot retreat step by step.
Meng Yanxiu seemed to have expected her to refuse, and he looked down at her: "Triple salary, plus four days of compensatory leave."
"Let's go, let's go now!"
A light suddenly flashed in Wu Jianwei's eyes, and she even tiptoed and was about to take a step.
As expected, she loves money. Meng Yanxiu thought of Meng Yuetong's impression of her, but loving money is a good thing. Fortunately, she loves money, and fortunately, he has money. Meng Yanxiu felt that everything was just right.
"No rush, you should tidy it up first." Meng Yanxiu stared at her messy bun and said with a smile, "Look in the mirror."
Wu Jianwei then remembered that she was wearing no makeup at the moment.
"Mr. Meng, are you..."
She wondered if she should invite him inside to sit down. It wouldn't be appropriate to let a man into the house, but neither would it be appropriate to have him standing in the hallway. Or, should she bring out a chair for him to sit on? No, wouldn't that make him look like he was guarding the door?
Nothing seemed right, so Wu Jianwei said tactfully, "Mr. Meng, there are some exercise equipment downstairs. Why don't you go and play with them for a while?"
Meng Yanxiu lowered his brows. "Are you referring to the slide downstairs in your house, or that leg-swinging thing?"
"Mr. Meng, there's a swimming pool downstairs. You can swim there if you like." Wu Jian smiled slightly, a little deliberately, "I can leave in 30 minutes."
"You want to see me take off all my clothes and go swimming?" Meng Yanxiu looked at her in surprise.
Kirimi was slightly startled, then said seriously, "Oh, if you need an audience, I can go and watch."
"There'll be a chance later." Meng Yanxiu chuckled softly, but he had no intention of entering her house. "I'll wait for you in the car."
After he finished speaking, he turned and entered the elevator, and added another sentence as the door closed.
"I'll stay one night."
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