Arc 4.20

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The next day, Meng Zezhi woke up very early on purpose, watching the six additional invoices in the copper basin, and his heart finally fell back in his stomach.

"How?" Seeing Meng Zezhi coming out of the study, Qin Yaochen handed him half of the remaining baked eggs.

Meng Zezhi opened his mouth to take it, swallowed in twos and threes, raised the bill in his hand, and said in a very good mood: "It's done, ready to ship!"

...

Seeing that it has been three poles in the day, from anxiety to nervousness, then to restlessness, after a high level of concentration, the young man can't stand it. It has been a whole week since he was ordered to take people to the Yongzhou base to buy food. The rest is over.

It's not just him, most people have a look of fatigue on their faces.

Hearing one after another sighs in his ear, Feng Zengyuan stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, and asked, "When is it now?"

The middle-aged man on the side looked at the electronic watch on his wrist after hearing the words: "It's nine o'clock in two minutes."

"Okay, it's been a day of tossing, the big guys are tired too, you go and rest first, I'm staring here." Feng Zengyuan said.

Zhao Yuanjie glanced at the dignified and majestic statue on the opposite table. It was related to the future of them and the base. Before the last minute, he didn't want to think about the worst. He said, "I'm with you."

"I'll keep it, too. I can't rest my mind until the matter doesn't come to fruition."

"me too……"

Everyone responded one after another.

The young man also said, "I'll just squint for a while."

As he was talking, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

As if realizing something, everyone lifted their spirits and looked at the door of the room together. The air suddenly quieted down, and the needle drop could be heard.

Feng Zengyuan suddenly felt dry in his throat. He clenched his fists unconsciously and asked, "Who?"

A young voice came from outside the door: "Director, the cafeteria said that neither you nor Team Zhao went for breakfast this morning, so they asked me to come over and ask, should they bring it directly or?"

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

Everyone's tense nerves instantly loosened.

Feng Zengyuan's tone was a little unpleasant: "Tell the cafeteria, just say we won't eat."

At this moment, who is still in the mood to eat.

"...Okay, okay." The person outside the door was obviously confused and hesitated to answer.

As the footsteps outside the house faded away, everyone couldn't help sighing.

Unexpectedly, there was no more than half a minute before and after the interval, and the knock on the door rang again.

Feng Zengyuan was a little upset and irritable: "What's the matter?"

Hearing the bad tone in the other party's tone, Meng Zezhi paused, then put down his knocking hand and said, "Is Mr. Feng Zengyuan there? The food you ordered has arrived."

The air was quiet for a moment, and Feng Zengyuan's expression changed drastically. In a panic, Zhao Yuanjie smashed the glass cup beside him...

Listening to all the chaotic movement inside, Meng Zezhi raised his brows slightly, thinking about whether to knock on the door again, and there was a rush of footsteps in the room, following the door opened——

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