? On Monday afternoon, I went to Beijing first, and departed from Beijing Railway Station to work.
Along the way, I texted my wife and reported my whereabouts every step of the way. Although most of what I get is "OK, I got it" from my wife, but I still insist on passing on my dynamic information. Listening to the rhythmic rattle of the train, I couldn¡¯t sleep. At two o¡¯clock in the morning, I was still sitting on a small stool outside the sleeper car and staring out the window. My empty thoughts were absorbed by the boundless night, and I felt melancholy.
After more than ten hours of trekking, I finally arrived at my destination on this early winter morning. The damp and cold in the underground passage became my first impression of Jiangnan, and I walked out quickly to welcome the first ray of sunshine. There are clusters of flower beds in the middle of the square, and several large characters composed of green plants: "XX welcomes you", and the mood will be fresh and comfortable.
Someone called my name in Gu Panzhong, and Xiao Zhao from the office came to pick me up, shook hands, and thanked each other for their hard work.
The car is driving on the road, and the trees on both sides of the road are still lush. It is indeed different from home. There are only a few swaying yellow leaves on the branches in the north.
After about ten minutes' drive, we entered an independent courtyard, an elegant and unique two-story residential building. In the car, Xiao Zhao has already given a somewhat self-satisfied introduction, and this is the place where I will start my new work and life. Our office has been stationed here for many years and is mainly responsible for developing business in East China.
Under the guidance of Xiao Zhao, I went upstairs to meet the director. Briefly talk about my work arrangement, and let Xiao Zhao take me to rest.
Colleagues have prepared a room for me with all the facilities and utensils in it. After entering the room, he threw his coat on the sofa, and lay down on the big bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze. I suddenly thought of telling my wife that I was safe, grabbed the phone, and eagerly wanted to hear her voice, "Hello, are you here?" I agreed and told her that everything was fine. After a moment of silence, I joked: "No Maybe you missed me when I came out!" "Go, who misses you!" Women are like this, with a stubborn mouth. Listen to her narration in a soft voice: the heating at home started last night, it was very hot, she didn¡¯t want to move to her mother¡¯s place for the time being, just eat together. A landscape, I like my wife's laziness.
After exhorting a few words to each other and hearing her hang up, I came back to my senses and called my mother to check on the health of the two elders. When my mother asked about daily life and other things, I answered them one by one to reassure her. In the eyes of the elderly, we are always children who need to be cared about. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com