Chapter 120 Steamed or Garlic
Ye Mao was a little worried about the business, and said anxiously: "It looks like the weather is going to change. I hope it won't rain too hard. Many customers don't want to go out in bad weather..."
Ye Zhenzhen looked at the gray sky behind the glass door and said comfortingly, "It should be fine. How heavy can a spring rain be? Don't worry too much."
Wang You stroked his belly, which had not yet bulged, his face as gray as the sky, "I hope so..."
Being a boss is stressful. One second you are smiling, and the next you are frowning. I don't know if Wen Baijing has encountered such a moment in these years. Ye Zhenzhen suddenly had this thought.
After a while the wind seemed to stop, but the sky was still gray.
Ye Zhenzhen suddenly remembered that the glass door of the balcony of Tinglan Garden seemed to be open. If it rained, the floor might be soaked. She hurriedly got up and picked up the phone on the table. "Wang You, take care of yourself. Xiao Mao, take good care of her. I'm leaving first."
"Sister, drive slower..."
Ye Zhenzhen didn't even turn her head, but waved behind her to show that she understood.
The sky is dark, as if it is deliberately brewing a rain, and no one knows when it will fall.
Everywhere you look is foggy, with dense gray masses approaching your eye sockets little by little, as if trying to fill the sky into your vision.
Ye Zhenzhen hurried back to Tinglan Garden, closed the doors and windows, and cleaned the room.
When she was almost done with her work, she took out her mobile phone to check the express delivery information. She filled in Tinglanyuan as the delivery address for the breast stickers she bought online two days ago, and the logistics showed that they arrived at the express company in Yuncheng yesterday.
After the goods were shipped, she noticed that she had chosen the wrong address, but she thought it wasn't far away anyway and was too lazy to bother customer service to change the delivery address.
She called the courier boy and said, "Hello, I'm from Tinglanyuan. It seems that the items I bought online arrived yesterday. Didn't you deliver them today?"
"The express delivery for Tinglanyuan was delivered this morning." The delivery guy seemed to remember something and said, "I'm so sorry, I left two packages behind when I picked them up at the main station today."
"Oh……"
"I'm picking up stuff near Tinglan Garden right now. I'll be done in about half an hour. I'll be passing by Tinglan Garden on my way back to the station. Can you come down and pick it up then?"
"it is good."
I'm not at work anyway, so it won't hurt to wait a while. The main thing is that I have to make another trip tomorrow, which is a bit tiring.
Ye Zhenzhen was lying on the sofa, watching soap opera on her phone to kill time.
The courier was unwilling to go into the community again, thinking it was troublesome. He called and said that it would take about ten minutes to arrive, and asked her to wait near the back door of Tinglan Garden.
Ye Zhenzhen turned off the water, electricity and gas switches, put on flip-flops before going out, and then changed into sneakers because she was worried it might rain.
I don't know if it was getting dark or it was about to rain, but the sky was getting darker and darker. The sky was like a dark mountain pressing against my toes. If I lifted my feet, I would be wrapped in it.
This street is an old neighborhood that is about to be demolished. Ye Zhenzhen stood at the entrance of the alley facing Tinglanyuan. The dark sky extended into the alley.
A few small restaurants were lighting up dimly. The weather was bad, so there were only one or two hurried pedestrians on the road. In the blink of an eye, those one or two pedestrians were also lost in the darkness.
In a deserted little restaurant, there were three male guests sitting at a long dining table near the door.
A man with shifty eyes smiled and said to a bald man opposite him: "Don't worry, brother, have a good drink first, and we can talk tomorrow if there is anything."
The bald man looked distressed. "The bank is asking for a loan, but I haven't found a bridge company yet..."
The man with shifty eyes smiled innocently, scratched his forehead, and didn't know how to respond for a moment. He turned to look at the tattooed man sitting next to him and said, "What are you looking at? Your eyes are wide open..."
The man raised his arm with a large dragon tattoo and pointed casually, "Look at the beauty."
The man with shifty eyes said: "Brother is so worried, and you still have the mind to look at beautiful women..."
The man with the tattooed arms still tilted his neck, unwilling to look away, "What's wrong with looking at a beautiful woman? Don't you think so, brother?"
After hearing what he said, the bald man couldn't help but lift his butt and look out the glass door.
The man with the tattooed arms was looking for recognition with a smug look on his face. "Brother, I'm not wrong, am I? Judging from her figure, she's a beauty."
The bald man ignored him, sat down, and gulped down a glass of white wine.
The man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks reached out and patted the man with tattoos on the forehead. "You are always so frivolous. Beautiful women, beautiful women, what does beauty have to do with you?"
The man with tattoos raised his hand and touched the back of his head, and argued: "It's not against the law to look..."
It is not time to turn on the lights yet, and the dim street lamp at the entrance of the alley is now dormant.
Ye Zhenzhen stood under the street light, feeling a little anxious, worried that it would rain. The key point was that there were few people here, which was quite scary.
An electric tricycle with the courier company's logo printed on it was parked at my feet.
The courier smiled apologetically and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I was in a hurry today and forgot your package."
Ye Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief, and her expression relaxed, "It's okay."
"Please sign." The courier handed her the package and the ballpoint pen, and explained with a wry smile: "I'm really sorry to make you wait here. The main reason is that I have a lot of goods, and the battery is running low. I was supposed to change the battery, but I don't have time..."
Ye Zhenzhen signed and handed the pen back to the courier. She guessed that the courier was afraid of being complained about, so she smiled and said, "It's okay. I just need it urgently. Otherwise, it's okay if you deliver it a day later."
It’s not easy for everyone, and since we are all in the service industry, it’s not difficult to understand what the other person is thinking.
The courier boy said goodbye to her with a silly smile, and soon the courier truck drove off into the dusk.
Ye Zhenzhen was walking on the road carrying two express bags. The WeChat ringtone rang and she unlocked the screen with her fingerprint.
Wen Baijing sent a WeChat message: [Where have you been? I see your location shows you are not at home. ]
The two of them had turned on the sharing mode before, so Wen Baijing must have checked her location.
Ye Zhenzhen was using a 6splus, and it was inconvenient to type with one hand, so she had to send a voice message to tell Wen Baijing to pick up the package.
She didn't notice that two men were following her.
Wen Baijing also sent her a voice message asking: "Do you want to eat garlic paste or steamed?"
Ye Zhenzhen smiled and replied: "Steam it."
Wen Baijing asked, "Do you want me to pick you up?"
"no thanks……"
Before Ye Zhenzhen could finish her words, a rough hand covered her mouth from behind.
The cell phone was stolen.
Ye Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, and the express bag in her hand fell to the ground.
Suddenly, I remembered that Zhongli had boasted about her boyfriend before, saying that her boyfriend had taught her the simplest self-defense technique. Zhongli then taught Ye Zhenzhen, and the two of them even pretended to show off a few times.
She feinted and pretended to pry the hand apart, then raised her foot and stepped hard on the tip of the man's shoe behind her.
The man cried out in pain and deliberately lowered his voice: "Fuck..."
Ye Zhenzhen raised her right elbow and elbowed the man with all her strength.
The man arched his back with a grin, holding her tightly and taking two or three steps back. Ye Zhenzhen was dragged backwards, completely unable to use any strength.
A van stopped at my feet.