Chapter 482

"Bed?"

Chen Hansheng asked on the phone, "isn't it your post? Did you say wrong just now?"

"I didn't..."

Liang Xiaohai just wanted to distinguish, but people always have an idea in an emergency. This can be called "blessing to the soul" or "electro-optic flint". In short, the head suddenly reacts.

"Yes, I accidentally said wrong. In fact, it was a job transfer. I said it was a bed transfer."

Liang Xiaohai said immediately.

"Oh, I see."

Chen Hansheng replied easily, "but the leaders of the logistics department have rested tonight. It's not good to bother again."

"Tomorrow is the same. Thank you, Hansheng."

Liang Xiaohai looked at the time on the PHS screen. It's only 8:10 now. Who will rest so early.

But Chen Hansheng said that others have rested, that is, they have rested.

After hanging up the phone, Liang Xiaohai was in a daze. He recalled his two or three short words just now, and his palms were sweating inexplicably.

"The coward is dead. He can't do a little thing well!"

Tang Ping has no doubt. Since Liang Xiaohai voluntarily admitted, he must have made a wrong request,

She looked at the dirty men and women living in the dormitory and mixed it with a pungent sour smell, which was far inferior to the environment of the husband and wife dormitory,

"It's all right. I'll endure it all night."

Liang Xiaohai comforted that he knew he was right. Moreover, the meaning of "bed" and "post" was so far away that Chen Hansheng could not understand.

This matter tonight is probably a warning from my cousin.

When Tang Ping went to work the next morning, she suddenly received a notice and officially transferred to another workshop from today.

At lunch, Tang Ping excitedly told Liang Xiaohai the good news: "Sun Yaguang, an old bastard, can't make trouble for me anymore. Your cousin's words really work."

Liang Xiaohai then smiled. He quietly thought that if he had hardened his head to argue with Chen Hansheng last night, Tang Ping might not be able to change her post and should always live in a mixed sex dormitory.

"That's great. He's only 20."

Liang Xiaohai was suddenly afraid of his cousin's wrist. Chen Hansheng even mastered the sense of propriety of beating and giving sweet dates.

"What's great?" Tang Ping asked.

"No."

Liang Xiaohai changed the subject and said, "Hansheng's birthday is on November 11 of this year's Gregorian calendar. I don't know whether the third aunt and the third aunt's father want to do it or not."

"Oh, he is still a Scorpio. It is said that this constellation has a special black belly and a strong sense of revenge."

After the gossip, Tang Ping said, "it's best not to do it, or we'll give gifts."

Seeing that his girlfriend was still haggling and snobbish at this time, Liang Xiaohai frowned. His dissatisfaction was like snowflakes, covering another layer silently.

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Of course, Chen Hansheng will not hold a birthday party for his 20th birthday. If he has this time, he might as well play two more games.

Liang Meijuan was very angry: "do you know how much gift money your father and I gave before? You said no, how can we get the money back?"

"Anyway, I don't want to do it. The thief is in trouble."

Chen Hansheng said with a smile, "why don't you just find a reason, such as buying discounted vegetables, or going out and picking up 5 yuan? It's not so troublesome to have a wedding banquet to collect money."

"Bah!"

Liang Meijuan spat: "it's not good to take your father's face and me. Then you go home for dinner on weekends. People's business is bankrupt and cry for help from their family. Your father and I are ready for money. As a result, the son seems to forget his parents."

"Hey, hey, it's OK to go home for dinner."

Chen Hansheng thought that he hadn't been home for some time, nodded and agreed.

"Cough ~"

Liang Meijuan cleared her throat again: "well, Xiao Shen can go back to Hong Kong City. I don't just think of her. Xiao Yu can often see her. Besides, Xiao Shen has knitted so many sweaters and gloves for me. I have to thank her face-to-face."

"Stop dreaming."

Chen Hansheng rebuffed: "little fish remembers my birthday. She must go home with me. Don't you want my birthday to become a death day?"

"Roll, roll, shut up if you can't speak!"

Liang Meijuan feels that her chest is stuffy again. Every time she calls Chen Hansheng, she wants to drop her mobile phone without saying a few words.

But I haven't talked for a long time. Liang Meijuan inadvertently looks up at work. She will worry about whether her son wears more clothes today, whether she often cuts school, and how does her roommate get along······

Most parents in the world are the same. They have a complex feeling of abandoning and missing their children.

"It's all right. I'll hang up. Go home this week and get me something good."

Chen Hansheng is already impatient in advance.

"If Xiao Shen doesn't come back, I'll go to Jianye by myself after my birthday. I'll tell you in advance."

Liang Meijuan warned, "if I know, you provoke little girls everywhere, look at me

"Shit, the phone hangs up very fast!"

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At the weekend, Chen Hansheng arranged the school affairs and prepared to go home.

In fact, the school's business is Shen Youchu, but she is easy to coax. In addition, she is busy preparing for the first off campus milk tea shop. Shen Youchu can only send Chen Hansheng on the bus on Saturday morning.

"In fact, it doesn't really matter if you celebrate this birthday."

Chen Hansheng pinched Shen Youchu's small face: "mainly, I have a cousin named Tang Ping. She is seriously ill. It is said that she can't hold on. I'll go home and see her. At least she's a relative."

"Um ~"

Shen Youchu nodded obediently. She believed in Chen Hansheng's words, but missed them a little. So she stood in place and silently saw off until the bus drove far away.

Chen Hansheng looked around, shrugged his shoulders and said heartlessly, "the name Tang Ping can't be used again in the future. Who should be used next time to lie? Give Liang Xiaohai another chance. He won't die first."

Generally, the buses from Jianye to Gangcheng are at the central gate bus station. Chen Hansheng takes bus No. 138 directly from the University of Finance and economics, and there is no need to change trains.

"You are so slow. Zibo and I have been here for a long time!"

As soon as the little fish saw Chen Hansheng, he immediately pursed his mouth and complained.

Probably because of going home, today Xiao Rongyu took off his slightly mature coat and put on a light pink Nike Sportswear with a Hello Kitty cartoon bag on his back.

Gao Mawei threw away, accompanied by a pear vortex. It was invincible youth, sweet and boring.

Xiao Rongyu is sure to follow Chen Hansheng back to the port city. It's not surprising that Wang Zibo went back. The three people walked in the central gate station. When they passed somewhere, they all smiled.

When registering for freshman year, Xiaoyu had a quarrel with Chen Hansheng in this place, and finally "ruthlessly" bit Chen Hansheng.

In the twinkling of an eye, I was a junior. A lot of things happened. Xiao Rongyu and Wang Zibo were both mature.

Wang Zibo fell in love, said goodbye to his virgin, and finally broke up.

Xiao Rongyu has experienced Shura field, dormitory contradictions and twists and turns. Now she also has her own law firm. It seems that life is developing as she expects.

In fact, Chen Hansheng has the biggest ups and downs. He once reached the peak, but now he has fallen back to plain. It seems that he is still the same as he was.

"Chen Zhu."

The romantic little fish seemed to be touched. She suddenly hugged Chen Hansheng's arm: "if we quarrel in the future, you have to coax me anyway. In fact, I'm not really angry. Just coax me."

"What if you leave angry?"

Taking advantage of this topic, Chen Hansheng hurriedly asked.

"Then you must have done something very, very excessive."

Xiao Rongyu thought seriously: "then you have to find me, because I must be waiting for you in a corner."

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New five groups: 489092700 (Princess in distress Zheng guanti)

Princess Zheng's group, I must build it!

It's gone tonight. At the end of the month, we'll vote quickly. We'll probably adjust the update time tomorrow as soon as possible.

Bixin, love you.

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