Although I had already returned to the courier station, I was still thinking about what happened in Deng Xiaohong's dormitory.
When I lived there before, I didn't feel any coldness. Just now, I walked to the door and felt a chill inside.
I don't know if it's just my imagination, or if it's because my perception is stronger than before due to practicing the Three Pure Ones Supreme Technique, but anyway, I shouldn't get too close to this Deng Xiaohong. This guy exudes an eerie aura, and he seems to be a Taoist as well, but I don't know how strong he is. Also, his magic power gives me a very sinister feeling.
"Changming, come to my office."
Just then, Zhang Guangyin, who had just entered the express station, saw me and waved to me from afar.
I saw Deng Xiaohong standing next to Zhang Guangyin. My instinct was not to get close, but I was afraid that Deng Xiaohong would notice something, so I still walked over.
"Brother Changming." Deng Xiaohong said with a gentle smile, taking out a lotus flower from the packet and handing it to me.
"Thank you." I hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took the cigarette, casually tucking it behind my ear.
"Brother Yin, you talk to Brother Changming. I'm going to the station to ask my colleagues for advice on some things." Deng Xiaohong took out another cigarette and handed it to Zhang Guangyin before turning and walking towards the workbench.
I followed Zhang Guangyin, who reeked of alcohol, into the office.
Zhang Guangyin closed the door, sat down at the coffee table, and asked, "Changming, how are your preparations going?"
Perhaps because of the alcohol, Zhang Guangyin's face had a rosy glow, no longer the sickly paleness he had at the beginning. But I knew it was all due to the alcohol; once the effects wore off, Zhang Guangyin would be exactly the same as before.
"Ready."
"Changming, my life is in your hands, so you'd better be careful." Zhang Guangyin seemed a little worried, but he was too embarrassed to question me, so he reminded me in this roundabout way.
"Brother Yin, don't worry, I'm very well prepared this time. I even brought the talisman that Master Hu gave me before." As I spoke, I casually took out a talisman from my bag and waved it in front of Zhang Guangyin.
"Okay, okay, I'm relieved. Xiao Deng also said you're a capable person. It seems I've found the right person this time." Zhang Guangyin said "okay" three times in a row, and finally a relieved smile appeared on his face.
"Oh?" I asked, puzzled. "I've never met Deng Xiaohong before, so why does he seem to know me so well?"
"Xiao Deng is a good person. He worked very hard on his first day at work. After finishing his own work, he went to help Zhong Lingui and the others. He gets along very well with you veteran employees." Zhang Guangyin lit a cigarette, took a puff, and continued, "Xiao Deng is very good at dealing with people. He even treated me to mutton hot pot today and opened a bottle of Lai Mao for me."
I was increasingly convinced that Deng Xiaohong was suspicious, but I kept a straight face and took the opportunity to ask, "Brother Yin, where did you find such an excellent employee as Deng Xiaohong?"
"I didn't find them, the boss did. I heard they know the boss, but I'm not really sure," Zhang Guangyin said slowly, flicking his cigarette ash.
I was taken aback. Did he know the boss?
I'm pretty sure Deng Xiaohong's motives for working at the courier station weren't pure.
Why would someone who drives a car worth over 200,000 yuan, smokes lotus cigarettes, and spends over 1,000 yuan on a single meal come to work at a courier station where they only earn a little over 2,000 yuan a month?
But I can't figure out why he wanted to do this, no matter how hard I try.
Forget it, why think so much? I'll just stay away from him. As long as he doesn't hurt me, I won't bother with him.
"By the way, Brother Yin, what about Old Li?"
I suddenly thought of Old Li and asked him.
"Hmph, that old guy only knows how to threaten people. He thinks the world will stop turning without him. The boss has already discussed it with the dance studio owner. He'll be fired, and they'll give him some compensation. That's it." Zhang Guangyin snorted coldly, looking indignant.
I sighed inwardly. I figured the compensation Zhang Guangyin offered wouldn't be much, and I was just a nobody. Even if I wanted to help, I couldn't.
However, Old Li also said that the reason he was still working at the courier station was to watch Fang Lei get killed. Now that his wish has come true, he can live out the rest of his life in peace.
"Changming, it's getting late. After Zhong Lingui and the others load the packages onto the car, you can come back to the county town with me. I've been drinking and can't drive, so you can drive later," Zhang Guangyin said, glancing at his watch.
"Okay," I replied.
Actually, I've had my driver's license for almost two years, but I rarely drive. I don't have the money to buy a car, and even if I could afford the cheapest one, I wouldn't want to. Owning a car costs a lot a year, so I'd rather save the money. I don't need a car anyway, and riding an electric scooter is just fine.
At 6:30 p.m., I called my fifth grandfather and told him that I wouldn't be going home tonight.
After loading the collected packages onto the truck, I drove Zhang Guangyin's small truck towards the county town. From the town to the county town, I took the main road that led me home, but the road split at the traffic lights. To get to the county town, I went straight and followed the county road directly to the county town.
When I got to the traffic light, I saw Ma Jiabao again, but since the light was green, I didn't have a chance to get off and take a look.
At this moment, Ma Jiabao was sitting at the intersection with his 125cc motorcycle next to him. There was a large cardboard box tied to the motorcycle, and no one knew what was inside.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhang Guangyin also saw Ma Jiabao and said indifferently, "That idiot is here again?"
"Brother Yin, do you know him?" I asked curiously.
“I don’t know him, but I’ve seen him many times. Sometimes I come home late and see this idiot feeding a madman some food at this traffic light intersection,” Zhang Guangyin replied casually.
"What madman?" I asked, even more curious.
"Who knows? She's just a woman in red. I wonder if this idiot has feelings for her. I've seen her in red several times recently. Every time I pass by, she waves at me to stop my car, but I ignore her completely," Zhang Guangyin said nonchalantly.
Upon hearing this, my hand gripping the steering wheel trembled, and I almost drove the car into the roadside ditch.
Zhang Guangyin was startled and exclaimed, "Changming, slow down!"
"I know, I think a mosquito bit my hand just now. By the way, what does this woman in red look like?" I made up an excuse, but at that moment I was shocked. Could the woman in red be the same woman in red I had seen before, but I had only caught a glimpse of her and never been able to see her face clearly?
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