Hope You’ve Been Well

The earliest flight, the plane broke clouds, and she landed in Yucheng.

Zhuang Fan's heart comes with the computer, but in January more than a spring and summer production monitoring, it is also necessary to establish a sample plan for autumn and winter, can't be dragged, and each ring must be in place.

The sliding speed slowed down, and he finally had a landscape outside the window.

The hometown of the ten years, no tears, no emotion, Zhuang Fan only felt that the eyes of the computer were slightly dry, and looked at the eye drops.

He drops two drops, and then takes the wave after opening the cabin, and quickly left the airport. Everything is ahead, car, driver, very smoothly arrived at the foot of the hotel.

The bed of Zhuang Fan is not sitting, put the luggage, rush to the factory in the surrounding town. Driver habitually chats: "Mr. is playing, or it is going tolerance?"

"Business Direction." Zhuang Fan's low down with a mobile phone, and he had no interest in answered.

The driver is inserted: "You can play with the scenery, the scenery of the city is good, Sanfang Qixiang will go shopping, and then taste the snacks here."

Zhuang Fan is in response to, which street has a good taste, and it is busy. The driver thought about it, knocked him in the steering wheel, where there is a powder store, and the belt has long covered a office building, which is very prosperous.

"Yes." He smiled, put his mobile phone, and stared another river.

Ten years, it is not enough to change the sanguin, but it can go out of a new world. Zhuang Fan's heart takes the view, the old street presses the new asphalt, and a high-rise building, the banyan tree next to the road is a bit short.

The lack of laughter is in the chest, not sore, but hot.

The driver returns to the taste: "Listen to you, how do you have to come to Yucheng?"

Zhuang Fan said: "He has been here, I have grown here." He rushed into the mirror, there was no smile, so there was a high-cold naughty, "Just many years did not come back."

The driver is passionate: "That a few days, let me find me, package my car!"

Zhuang Fan is shallow, pay attention to the road sign attracted, wide street, long slings. Octopus small meatballs, Meimei stationery, fried chicken burger ... he all patronized, he passed the bicycle every day from here.

The front is the skyline. Zhuang Fan's stretch neck is waiting to wait and see, "" That is my alma mater, my high school is in the sky. "

"Yes!" The driver saw him from the rear view mirror. "Do you want to stop and see?"

The business is the head, the enthusiasm has to cool, and Zhuang Fan said: "No." The line of sight is too late, the taxi passed through the school gate, he deeply looked in.

It has passed in the past. He hurried back to the street opposite the street, did not see if the time is still open.

The driver's words have not been closed: "The sky is very powerful, getting more difficult, my daughter junior high school grade is the top ten, I can't go in high school." After the words, I asked, "I was very I will read the book, which university is graduated from the day? "

Zhuang Fan's answer: "I am going abroad." I am going out of this street. "The residential building behind the shop has not been dismantled, and it is a lot of years."

The driver said: "Although it is worn, it is a high price."

Zhuang Fan can't keep laughing, Qi Nan lives here, his at the same table, giving him a milk tea cake, and ask him to answer the answer every night. How is the other party? Is there a marriage?

He pondered that there was no, and after driving out of the city, he closed his eyes. At the same time, an aircraft landed in Takasaki International Airport, and Gu Yan arrived in Xiamen.

The same is a business trip, and the treatment is in the Fujian province. Zhuang Fan's heart took a taxi to the town to run, and he greeted him by the high-rise of the branch. He smiled, helped him pull the car door, the business car is spacious, and the paper is covered with paper.

In the town, Zhuang Fan contact the owner of the factory, seeing the face, the other party is a middle-aged man with beer belly, the body is sampled, but the nature of the appearance is also savvy, it is an old smoke gun, and the peever who greets. Smoke.

Zhuang Fan Xin was not hurt quickly by the second-hand smoke, and it feels dirty. The fog is not scattered, the other party pulls out the second branch from the cigarette case. "Give me another." He looked up two fingers, and said to break the can.

Dong Bo handed him: "My smoke is good, Zhuang boss will pick it up." Help him point to fire, lag in the customer's settlement, "It's so hard, but also fly over, it's really embarrassing, it is true." Hey! "

Zhuang Forte blocked his mouth smoking, drying the other party for a while, this smoke is not as strong as the taste of the last time, but even more people, slow spit out, only said: "Don't worry, I grew up in Yucheng," relative."

The owner of Dong Boss understands that the time is sufficient and does not solve the people. "That a few days, my name is the factory arrangement, live, live?" More passion over the rental driver, "Fast noon, let's take lunch first, the hotel I have booked!"

Zhuang Fanxin does not pick up, bringing the smoke butt into the roadside trash, and put forward the factory to see. I bullish it for a quarter, I went to the garment factory, I was bigger than I imagined, and several rows of buildings were marked with one or two, and I could hear the gathered robots.

Zhuang Fushe asked the workshop, Dong Bo wanted to stop, advised him that it was too noisy, and the taste was not good. Can't stop, and change the mouth, the factory has provisions, and outsource people cannot enter.

Go to the door, Zhuang Fan said: "Don't tell you, do your clothes, think that the rocket? Is it a clothing factory, think it is an Jiuquan satellite launch base?"

Dong Boss can't hung, it is not good, only to touch the cigarette case. Zhuang Fan's heart reached out: "The factory does not specify how to ban smoking during the work? You are not afraid that I still want to live more than a few years."

In the foreigner, Zhuang Fan's heart is getting angry, and a lot of new cloth's smell is smashed, covering the mouth, sweeping a week, see the print crepe dress. Dong Bo persuaded, crepes, black this is better sold.

The design department reviews the fabric of five times, you know a fart! Zhuang Fan is dark, and it's clear: "But the contract is signed by the crepe, the factory pays, it is not good."

Dong Boss's color change, a forest design, attempted to lead the responsibility to the Silhouette head, Zhuang Fan's mouth, the footsteps continue to turn. The dispute between the tongue in the sale, said that he listened to "Mediting", essentially a bad and sticky, each is the same, full of copper odor.

Zhuang Fan Xin's work has been drove such a good job in the first few years. Fortunately, he is occupied, or you really want to pick up the child. White ball shoes smashed, he wiped shoes on the table, the cotton is too loose, the velvet is too thick, the chiffon does not hang, pick three pick four places to touch a black cloth, rub.

After rubbing, he said: "This crepe is good, the color is also right."

Dong Boss explained: "This is the old cloth left in the previous year, can't be used, and even ten meters."

Zhuang Fan's heart asked: "Don't really be satin?"

"I really don't." Dong Boss is really awkward, "We are also very difficult, but no way!"

Zhuang Fan's heart is close to the cloth, close to the point, and asked lightly under the machine noise, learn the tone of the other party: "Why don't you say it when signing the contract?"

His eye is so quiet, and the work between the busy harsh is not in, Dong Bo is awkward, he has twisted the safety channel. The stair handrail is very dirty, he also wipes with that piece of cloth, relied, waiting for the other party, he opened the sunroem to say bright words in force.

"Boss, you don't have to climb our designers, you don't meet the process privately, the contract has not changed, what is not going, how do you?"

"I didn't ask questions in a word, because this section of this festival is the most important, otherwise I will run? Figure You taste the dead?" Zhuang Fan said, "Contracts Delivery period white paper black words, can not delay , Didn't cloth, you also woven it out. "

Dong Bo said: "Zhuang boss, you are a feeling, no way is sill, I can't do it."

Zhuang Fan's heart: "Since the factory dares to sign the contract, you have the required fabric, you have no way to lying now, how do I believe?"

He warmth, like a soft oil skin of the contradiction, followed by a needle: "The factory has crepes, prematurely, nothing to pick up anything else, the price is higher, so I don't want to give We use it. "

"Wherever you have, there is absolutely, no."

"You dare to repent, because you have not been pursued once."

Zhuang Fan's heart is just looking for design information, there is a windbreaker in the autumn in the fall, and he asked Cao's head, and the situation is now like it. It is also known to be, it is the replacement fabric approved by Cheng Jiama.

Director said: "Our cooperation with Cheng has worked for many years, and it will not be chaotic.

Zhuang Fan's eyelashes flashed, Cheng Jiama lifted, the other party also moved out Cheng Jiama to do shields, just in the city of Yucheng before. He didn't have time to guess the relationship and said: "Default is the fact, you can ask the rules, I will ask the lawyer. I will give you a private situation. The lawyer will only speak law, private and law. "

"Of course, it is legal ... Oh, the boss, we will discuss it again."

"No, you can reply before 9 o'clock tomorrow." Zhuang Fan is a alarm, "Turn on the fabric as soon as possible, otherwise I can only fight the lawsuit with you, when you can stop this factory. "

"Workers' salary, default, other customers pay payment, lawyer fee ... You find it to calculate it." Zhuang Fan is standing straight, patted his trousers downstairs, "Fujian is a good factory is, I will stroll around, Cooperation is not coming to change it later. "

Dong Bo sent to Vuit to the heart, licking and pleading, but could not be able to open a hint. Zhuang Fan is going to leave, can do it, this is called to know, so as to avoid worrying.

Returning to the city three points, Zhuang Fan is feeling that the clothes have a taste, go back to the hotel, and then fill in the street to fill the five dirty temples.

There is a café nearby. He holds a computer in the sofa. He will continue to do a sample plan, and the light of the floor window is a watch, and a bit is gradually red, and it is just right.

"Handsome guy should get off work." Zhuang Fan is holding a headset, dialing, and after receiving a few times, the computer screen maps out his mouth, "Is it good?"

Gu Yan has no nasal sound: "Okay." He was in the hotel suite, and the startup will just end, changing in the clothes ready for the evening.

I heard the heart, Zhuang Fan said: "Remember to eat on time, um ... Drink more hot water." He hungry is full, and it is insufficient. "There is no way to give you soup in these days."

Gu Yu knows that there is a problem in the department of Zhuang Fan, and that night is not too empty, thinking that it is busy. He asked: "How is your?"

Zhuang Fan is stupid: "Where do I? I miss you." Hey, the sound is clear, the oil tongue is also pleasant than the people, "on the body, there are some you."

If you can't afford to prevent it, you can get a chicken bumps, and you can't say it: "When you sway me, it is like a fool."

That tone is four flat and steady, can't listen to the rest, like the true evaluation, "... Hey." Zhuang Fan Xinzhi changed and more frustrated, "Then I will pure it next time."

Slowly cloze three four sentences, Zhuang Fan is thinking that it is imperative, and it is difficult to do, unknowingly knocking down a paragraph. Delete by word, the finger is rushed on the keyboard, first focusing on talking and calling.

He is represented: "I am going to handle the company, so I can't give you a soup."

"Do yourself in business?"

Zhuang Fan said: "Yes, I didn't bring it."

Calling his hand and smashed the temple, ten years, every city, every city, Zhuang Fanxin is unfamiliar, and you will be a tricky trouble alone? He uses questions to cover up: "Do you do it?"

"Why can't I?" Zhuang Fan's mouth pulled down, "I have a smooth, and I am very familiar with it, I have to go shopping around it."

Careless words: Where is it? "

Zhuang Fan replied: "Yucheng."

He added a silence of speech, giggling, taking a cup of pulling a pulp on the coffee: "I have a clever, I have passed from the Tiandaziekou in the morning, you originally It is said that his family's book is awkward. The sky is dark, I want to eat beef powder powder in the evening ... "

Care listening to the mutter of the heart, how is it so smart, he is in Xiamen, which has been booked to the city of Yucheng. I want to look at it quietly. How can I have a first step in the first step.

Zhuang Fan is like: "If you come, you will come."

"I have time." Which garlic he didn't know, "I am busy."

The subordinates are knocking on the door, reminding the time is almost. Gu in the words, saying to the mobile phone: "I have entertainment, not talking."

Zhuang Fan's heart: "Then you drink less wine."

He will plan a good plan in the cafe. It is too light. The night is coming, and the passengers have been lonely in a foreign land. He has a fulfillment of the ownership.

Which street has a night market, which old name is the most authentic, and Zhuang Fan is in the mouth of the bag for a night. When I was returned to the hotel, I held a big cup of milk tea, and I saw a kitten in the fire hydrant of the street.

Zhuang Fan's heart bought the root ham, squatted, took the back of the kitten, the neon orange, the wind was gentle, the kitten took the initiative to take the hand and took his palm.

He took out the phone and took photos, and took a friend circle and saw a rare photo of a rare man. In the photo, it is the landmark building of Xiamen.

Zhuang Fan's stunned comment: "Are you in Xiamen ?!"

Request a later reply: "Business trip."

"Is it coming to Yucheng?" Zhuang Fan immediately asked, he was fanatics on the streets of the night in the middle of the night. "Come over, I am waiting for you, come over, come over!"

Guo Yan is it? "That's okay."

Zhuang Fan's heart has been cheered.

I can't think of him, Gu Hao, the end of the rice bureau, thinking of big buyers, and thinking about this trick half an hour, but also let the driver specialize in the twin tower.

This will return to the mobile phone.

The windows are low, and they are nothing to do with: "I really didn't work."