NCCnovel Chapter 4 Lü Mo
Chapter 4 Lü Mo
"Go on, Zhong Kui! What are you doing hiding behind me?!"
Before 1 p.m., Ma Ye was kept awake by the noise.
That brat Zhu Jin doesn't even close the door while playing games; the sounds of her team battles go straight into the house.
The cushion flew in a parabola and landed precisely on the hibiscus's head.
"What the hell! Oh my god, I died again!"
On the gray screen, the enemy had advanced to the high ground, and Xiao Qiao could only lie on the ground, watching the crystal explode.
Zhu Jin lost interest in playing another round, so she simply turned off the screen.
Just as he picked up the cushion, Ma Ye had already walked to the dining table.
The cucumber and scrambled eggs on the table had long since gone cold, but he didn't mind. He wiped his chopsticks and took a bite.
"What's the rush? Can't you wait for me to heat it up for you?"
"It's summer now, so the food isn't cold."
"Eat quickly, the elderly couple is waiting for me."
With the rice cooker on keep-warm, Ma Ye took the inner pot out directly, so there was no need to save the rest for the evening.
Rice soaked in vegetable soup, another meal.
Kaneko III had already woken up and was squatting directly under the willow wood plaque. A gentle breeze blew the plaque, and its little head swayed along with it.
"Bro, where did this thing come from?"
"The boards were delivered by Master Qiao. I carved them according to the talisman and then hung them up to dry."
If you're free this afternoon, could you make two for me too?
The studio should still have willow planks of roughly the same thickness; they can plan whatever they need themselves.
Upon closer inspection, Zhu Jin realized that the items on it weren't particularly difficult to find.
But carving a sign is not as good as letting her make paper figures for an afternoon; at least she can listen to audiobooks.
After shoveling the last grain of rice into his mouth, Ma Ye carried the rice cooker and plate to the sink.
The sink for washing vegetables and the sink for washing faces are both made in the same basin, and the water used for washing faces can also be used to wash dishes.
"Please get some wax to seal it up for me later. There's enough in the refrigerator."
If you make a lot today, let me know on your phone, and I'll buy another can on my way back.
"Can I not do this? It's so tiring..."
Zhu Jin opened the freezer and slowly pulled out the jar of beeswax.
She didn't want to carve a new one, but this was already a finished plaque, and if it wasn't sealed with wax in time, it would be better to just smash it on the outside.
"I need it tonight anyway. If it interferes with making money, I'll reduce your living expenses for the start of the semester to one thousand."
"Alright, you're the head of the household, we'll do whatever you say!"
After re-combing his hair, Ma Ye took out the suit from the closet.
He usually dislikes wearing this outfit, but his mentor said that respect should be the top priority when dealing with the deceased and their families.
Moreover, I might have to go to an office building today, and if I wear a long gown, I'll probably be kicked out by security.
"I'm leaving. If I come back late, I'll just eat something by myself."
"Okay, remember to bring a late-night snack if it's past 10 o'clock."
Don't forget your work permits; Uncle Sun specially made them for both of us.
Zhu Jin dragged the deck chair into the sun and plopped down on it.
The beeswax will take at least another half hour to thaw, which is perfect for playing a game.
Walking to the bus stop, Ma Ye had already arranged to meet Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu downstairs at Liu Gansheng's former company.
After taking a bus, then transferring to the subway, and then to bus route 2, Ma Ye felt that the lining of his suit was soaked with sweat.
Luckily, the wind picked up in the afternoon, otherwise I would have had to spend money to buy Huoxiang Zhengqi Water halfway there.
"Little Horse, we're here."
As soon as Ma Ye stepped into the shadows of the office building, he saw two middle-aged men standing in the sunlight, gently waving at him.
"Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu, you two arrived so quickly?"
"I lay down for a while at Xiao Gan's rented room at noon, which isn't far from here."
This is the High-tech Zone, and the surrounding housing prices are not high, placing it in the middle range within the entire Jinchuan City.
The elderly couple had saved up money long ago, waiting to buy a house for their child, but they never got to use it.
As I entered the office building lobby, the owner of the design institute was standing guard, with two security guards standing beside him.
He had met the elderly couple in the emergency room that day, so he had some recollection of them.
We're here to guard this place, because we're afraid of a white banner with black lettering being hung up here.
"Boss Chen, what do you mean by this?"
We're just here to take away Xiao Gan's personal belongings, not to ask you for an explanation.
"As you both know, it's not easy for my small business to support so many people."
"We've already paid for all five social insurances and one housing fund, there's no need to hire a lawyer."
Chen Xi stared warily at the young man with his hair in a bun and wearing a suit.
The hairstyle and clothes are well-coordinated, but young people these days dress in very unconventional ways, so he didn't dare to make any wild guesses.
"Boss Chen, I'm not a lawyer, I'm just a temporary worker at the Civil Affairs Bureau. I have nothing to do with the Industry and Commerce Bureau or the Labor Bureau."
He pulled out his work ID from his pocket, and Chen Xi respectfully accepted it.
The style was similar to the work permits he had seen before, but the name was not flattering.
"That would be best, but I have no choice. It would be best if you all refrained from recording, since the blueprints on our table are all under contract with the client."
The design institute rented three small rooms in this building. There was no division of space between leaders and employees. Apart from one meeting room, the rooms were all connected workstations.
A colleague just passed away, and the office is still filled with the oppressive atmosphere of work.
The sounds of keyboards and computer fans filled my ears, punctuated by occasional coughs.
"This is Xiao Gan's workstation. We haven't dared to move it since the night before last."
The police officers from the local station came this morning, conducted a brief investigation, and then put everything back in its place.
Chen Xi led the three to the only empty space in the entire office, and then pulled over a female employee from the side.
"Xiao Lü, you usually get along well with Xiao Gan. These two are Xiao Gan's parents. Why don't you help tidy up a bit?"
The girl who was drawing at her desk heard the call and hurriedly got up, but her body went limp and she had to hold onto the table to avoid falling.
The first thing Ma Ye noticed was her bloodshot eyes and the coffee stains on her cuffs, which, judging from the color, were freshly applied.
Staying up late, irregular work and rest schedules, and unbalanced diets are probably common problems in this company.
"Uncle and Aunt, please accept my condolences."
"Thank you, Mr. Ma. Is there anything we can do for you?"
After a brief greeting to the girl, the elderly couple turned their attention to Ma Ye.
The guy had already looked at the empty workstation. Just like in the old couple's dream, there was a lonely soul with its hands still on the keyboard.
The spirit would occasionally rummage around for something, but would quickly turn its gaze back to the computer screen.
"Miss Lü, may I take a look at Liu Gan's computer?"
Don't worry, we won't look at anything related to work.
"Okay, I know the password."
Just call me Xiao Mo.
The two hands slightly overlapped, and Ma Ye was slightly taken aback when he saw the face of the soul.
But soon he felt dejected, and Ma Ye quickly took a picture of the girl's face with his phone without the flash on.
The computer wasn't cluttered with much stuff; the clean desktop, besides office software, only contained Liu Gan's personal WeChat account.
As soon as I turned on my computer, pop-up windows appeared in the lower right corner.
Besides messages from his parents, there was another contact person whose contact name was Mo.
"Thank you. Now, please pick out the work-related documents here. We can only leave with his personal belongings."
The cardboard box had been prepared in advance, and there wasn't much that could fit inside: a water cup, headphones, half a can of coffee, and a slightly yellowed cactus that Uncle Liu was holding in his hand.
The cabinet was full of folders; these were the only things Liu Gan could leave here.
"Uncle Liu, Aunt Liu, let's go."
"Alright, take care of yourself, young lady."
Following Ma Ye, the elderly couple walked towards the company entrance. They had just stepped out of the gate when they heard a greeting from behind.
"Uncle and Aunt, could you please give me your contact information?"
If I could, I would like to witness Liu Gan's farewell ceremony.