It’s a Bit Early To Cross

Night, gorgeous.

The bright stars guard the shy crescent moon above the sky, and they recklessly bloom with their own light, trying to attract the attention of the always proud moon goddess, rendering the night sky extremely colorful.

Under the bright starlight.

Chu Heng is at home and not at home either.

At this time, he was in the warehouse, counting all kinds of cultural relics in his hands.

"Hey-hey!"

Looking at the rare treasures that are worth thousands of gold in later generations, but at the moment he bought them back at the price of cabbage, he smiled like the two bare-ass idiots on the street.

His eyes were empty, his face was dull, and there was a faint drooling certificate at the corner of his mouth.

If Xiao Ni sees it, he will probably pour him a big bowl of incense ashes.

After being stupid for a while, Chu Heng wiped his body and started to clean up, placing the antiques one by one and recording them in a book.

No matter how expensive or not.

When he sorted out the china he brought back from the trust store, he suddenly fell silent, frowned slightly, and a tangled look appeared on his face.

Today's harvest at the trust store was far beyond his expectations, and it even gave him the idea of ​​going back to his old business and picking up leaks.

But to pick up old things so blatantly, old objects, it is too eye-catching.

If he is noticed by someone who knows how to do it, then he is a little dangerous.

so.

He's so screwed right now.

Greedy, wanting, but a little timid.

"Ugh!"

Chu Heng struggled for a while, and in the end, his full of greed could only be turned into a long sigh, and he was packed and thrown out of his body.

He still decided to give up this dangerous idea.

So eye-catching!

In the public, countless pairs of eyes are watching, no matter how talented he is, he can't escape.

So let's talk about it later.

Without this knot, Chu Heng also completely relaxed, turned around and continued to pack his things happily.

After working for a while, he came out of the warehouse contentedly.

It was already eight o'clock at night.

The sleepless Chu Heng was completely sleepless.

He looked around the empty room, and began to miss his sweet, soft, ice cream-loving daughter-in-law again.

"When are you going to be back here!"

Chu Heng sighed and picked up the still warm enamel jar on the table, took a gulp of warm water, turned on the radio, and ran to the reclining chair to listen.

After a while, he suddenly flipped his wrist, and a photo the size of half a palm suddenly appeared on his hand.

The person in the photo is naturally Ni Yinghong.

With his daughter-in-law not by his side, he can only see things and think about people now.

Chu Heng just stared blankly at the smiling daughter-in-law in the photo, resolving his lovesickness and melancholy.

It's a pity that those photos that couldn't be washed by others could not be produced, otherwise it would be even more worrying.

That cheongsam, that shirt, that leggings!

Suck!

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The next day, early in the morning.

Chu Heng, who thought about his daughter-in-law for a long time, was awakened.

Early in the morning, Liu Haizhong started beating Liu Guangfu, the third child of their family. The screaming was so miserable, it was like killing a pig.

"The old thing seems to be seriously ill!"

Chu Heng, who was a little angry about getting up, got up from the bed scoldingly. He didn't even want to eat the melon. He put on his clothes and ate breakfast.

Director Chu is really a good comrade who loves his post and graduated, and even rests in the unit.

he...tui!

It's a pity that God doesn't seem to be in a good mood today, and he doesn't plan to let this grandson get a good night's sleep.

After Chu Heng arrived at the unit, he cleaned the office as usual. After the employees came to work and handed over today's change money, he put a blanket on the desk and closed his eyes peacefully.

Unexpectedly, within ten minutes of falling asleep, there was a knock on the door of the office.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

"Who the hell!"

Chu Heng sat up angrily and walked over with a sullen face to hit the evil wooden door.

The person who came was Yan Muze, the old man should still be walking this time, and he seemed to be in a hurry. He was breathing a little, and his forehead was slightly sweaty.

Seeing that the rich man came to the door, Chu Heng was still angry. He quickly packed up his mood and invited people into the room with a smile on his face: "Yan Ye, you are early enough, come in quickly, come in quickly."

"I'm here to harass Lord Chu again." The old man cautiously looked at his parents who were clothed in food and clothing in front of him, bowed his waist lowly, and cupped his hands flatteringly before walking into the house slowly.

After being seated.

Chu Heng threw a cigarette and couldn't wait to ask the old man, "What's wrong with you?"

"They agreed." Yan Muze took the cigarette, lit it, and took a greedy puff. Now he can't bear to smoke such a good cigarette, and even his family is about to run out of tickets to buy cigarettes.

Hearing this, Chu Heng breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved. Then he asked, "What about the specifics? How much food do you want? How much do you want to sell?"

"I need a little more food, five hundred catties of stick noodles, fifty catties of rice, fifty catties of white noodles, and ten catties of oil."

Having said this, the old man paused for a while, and after taking a sip of his cigarette, he continued: "They plan to sell sixty pieces of antiques first. There are good and bad in it. There are eighty gold bars, totaling one hundred and twenty-six taels."

"But not young or old." Chu Heng's eyes lit up when he heard the words, he rubbed his hands excitedly, and said, "Then when are you going to trade?"

"Of course as soon as possible, preferably tonight."

Yan Muze sighed with a wry smile: "The family basically has nothing to eat. If they don't make any money, they will have to dig for wild vegetables."

"Then tonight." Chu Heng nodded and agreed, then pondered for a while, and said, "The location is still at your house, I don't want to see other people during the transaction, only you and your family can show up. , is this okay?"

"This is no problem." The old man said quickly.

Afterwards, the two discussed the details of the transaction. After all the problems were confirmed, Yan Muze left.

Chu Heng politely sent the old man out of the grain store~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and then ran back to the office, ready to go back to sleep, so as to keep his spirits up and make a fortune from him at night!

"Jingle Bell!"

Unexpectedly, it backfired, and before he could lie down, the phone in the office rang.

"This day, it's easy for me!" Chu Heng reluctantly picked up the phone, shouted a few words to the other side, and hurried out of the grain store.

The Grain Bureau held an emergency meeting and had to be there within an hour, or else a demerit would be punished.

In fact, he could guess what the content was, but he still had to go.

This was a meeting convened by his second uncle's immediate boss, and he couldn't bear to deal with it carelessly.

In case it really makes the iron-fisted boss unhappy, he said that he would be able to slap it off.

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