Feeling Spring in Autumn Chapter 7

"Okay, that's it for today. I'll go back and make a study plan for you. Starting tomorrow, I'll leave first!" Jasper Zhou sorted out the test papers, looked at the time, and told Eli Qi to leave first.

After leaving the house, Jasper Zhou did not rush home, but went in another direction.

Half an hour later, Jasper Zhou appeared in a bar.

He skillfully went to the locker room to change clothes and put on a peaked cap.

It's past seven o'clock now, and it's not completely dark yet, but it doesn't affect the feasting in the bar at all, and the heavy metal music hits the five organs and penetrates the eardrums.

Men and women gather together in one place, either sitting in the hall, swaying on the dance floor, or quietly watching the crowd in the corner, their eyes slightly open, but their pupils are particularly energetic, as if they are searching for suitable prey.

But most people are drinking one bottle after another. Some are heartbroken, some are unemployed, venting their frustration and talking loudly; some are successful in their careers, talking about their achievements and ambitions; some are enjoying this in silence. In the noisy atmosphere, a puff of thick smoke was quietly exhaled.

"Sir, please use your wine slowly." Jasper Zhou finished the wine quickly, packed away the empty bottles, and left silently. He exhaled heavily after walking far away.

The table was filled with the smell of low-quality cigarettes and drinks, which really didn't smell good.

"Dayang, table 23 asked for three glasses of Hailey Jasmine, please bring them over." The bartender at the bar patted Jasper Zhou and pointed to the wine next to him.

"Okay Brother Adai." Jasper Zhou turned around and responded with a smile before sending the wine over.

...

At two o'clock in the morning, Jasper Zhou changed out of his work clothes and could hardly keep his eyes open. He was walking alone on the empty street. All the stores on the roadside were closed except for the 24-hour convenience store. There were only a few scattered ones on the road. The taxi is still running.

The trees on the roadside rustled in the wind, and leaves fell all over the sky. Jasper Zhou took out his mobile phone and checked the weather forecast.

"There is an 80% chance of rain at three o'clock." He looked up and saw that the sky was gloomy and there was such a strong wind, so it would definitely rain. "If we go back now, we should be able to get there by two o'clock." Ten is home, just right."

After finishing talking to himself, Jasper Zhou turned the schoolbag he was carrying to his chest, took out the test paper he wrote for Eli Qi today, took out a red pen, blinked hard, and took a deep breath. Correct the test paper as you go.

"This calligraphy is pretty good! I don't know which calligraphy book I'm practicing on. I'll ask him when I get the chance. It's time for me to practice calligraphy." Jasper Zhou crossed his fingers for a while, saw a question, and wanted to write for it. After making a note, he paused and raised the pen tip, frowning with disgust and saying, "Hey, it feels so ugly when I write it, and the contrast is too obvious. Forget it, let him write it by himself tomorrow."

After finishing the changes, Jasper Zhou sighed. It seemed that his deskmate still had to work hard.

...

"Good morning, Director Li. I'm calling to ask what the customer said about the monitor yesterday? Does he agree to re-ship it?" Lao Zhou asked the other party carefully while holding the Nokia in his hand, pinching the seat nervously with his fingers. The chair armrests and back were hunched as if they couldn't bear the weight of the body.

"Uncle Zhou, I was just about to call you. Haha, the customer has no problem. They originally had an event to be held, but it was delayed due to weather. We just need to deliver the goods before the event." "

After hearing this, Lao Zhou finally relaxed his tense body and took a drink from the cup next to him.

Fortunately, okay, if the customer requires that it be delivered today, but there is no way to deliver it, even if the appointment is missed, double compensation will be required.

"But Uncle Zhou, I have communicated with the superiors about the cost of the display screen. Part of it can be waived. The company can only bear 30% at most, so you still have to compensate 20,000 yuan, half of it each for you and Xiao Wang."

"Okay, Director Li, I will bring you the money next time I go to work. Thank you so much." If Director Li hadn't dealt with the higher-ups, the compensation might have been even more, which was already the best for Lao Zhou. Good results.

Only ten thousand yuan...

Lao Zhou staggered back to the room while holding on to the wall. He rummaged through the closet and took out a cotton-padded jacket from more than ten years ago. It was black. The washed fabric was stiff and the cotton inside was caked.

He cut open the place that had been sewn before. Inside was a piece of cloth wrapped in something the size of a palm. Lao Zhou opened the old piece of cloth piece by piece and turned it to the bottom, revealing a red plastic bag.

The plastic bag was full of traces of kneading. When it was first opened, a mixed sound filled the cochlea. Inside was a wad of cash, including one hundred, fifty,...if you opened it, there were a few purple-red ones. Five-pointed style, each one is full of old-fashioned atmosphere.

Lao Zhou slowly walked to the window and sat down. He licked the tip of his tongue with his hand and counted one by one, "One, two, three... ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred." Lao Zhou took out the hundred cards and counted them twice carefully against the light. After confirming that they were correct, he counted the remaining money, folded them carefully and put them back.

"Grandpa, grandpa."

"Hey, I'm here every year!"

A little head poked his head in at the door, smiling, wearing a small braid, wearing a light blue floral skirt, a pair of small slippers, and holding a medicine box in his hand.

"Grandpa, it's time to change the dressing!"

"Okay! Come in!" Lao Zhou looked at the considerate little granddaughter in front of him and smiled happily.

Mila Nian Nian asked Grandpa to sit on a chair, and he took a small stool and sat in front of him. He carefully opened the gauze, took out the medicine from the medicine box and applied it on his calf. He took out a new gauze, wrapped it and tied it.

"Grandpa, stand up, you still need to apply the plaster on your waist." Mila Nian Nian took out another piece of plaster, tore open the package towards the opening, and took out the plaster.

Lao Zhou turned around in cooperation, lifted up the hem of his clothes, put the plaster on his back, and tore off the excess paper.

"Okay, grandpa, this is your medicine, taken orally. I'll get you some water." After saying that, he ran out again. Then Lao Zhou heard the sound of water, and then he ran away again. Come in.

"Here, grandpa, water."

Lao Zhou swallowed the medicine with water.

"Haha, my family is so considerate every year." Mila Nian Nian took the cup again, put it on the table next to him, and then put away the gauze.

"Grandpa, you probably won't go to the factory these days." As he spoke, he glanced at Lao Zhou.

Lao Zhou saw the original smile disappear on his granddaughter's face, and immediately put away his smile and sat upright, "No, no, no."

"That's good. Just rest at home these days. If you need anything, let me know."

"Okay, okay." Lao Zhou responded fawningly. I can't mess with the little guy. He saw me walking with a limp yesterday and learned what happened. Although he looked very calm, he could tell that he was angry because of the lack of salt in the dishes at night.

"By the way, Mila Nian Nian, where is your brother? Why haven't you seen him? It's already nine o'clock. Isn't it the weekend?"

"He's still asleep. He didn't come back until almost three o'clock this morning. I'll call him after lunch." Mila Nian Nian packed up his things and went out.

"Ah, coming back so late, how come his part-time job is getting longer and longer."