C4 Retirement Work

Zhang Xiaotian's family's condition was not bad, her father had opened a bookstore beside Qinan City and Antique Market. The business was good, because the location was good, there were a lot of people coming and going, so she would always go into the shop to take a look! His mother was a middle school Chinese teacher, and had once taught Zhang Xiaotian and Faang Cheng, the two playful Stinky s, quite a few times taught by his mother.

After graduating from university, Zhang Xiaotian immediately inherited his father's bookstore, and started interacting with books all day long. As for his parents... She started on her retirement mode. Food, sports, travel, she didn't lose anything. The more she lived, the younger she became! On the other hand, Zhang Xiaotian acted like a little old man in the bookstore.

Zhang Xiaotian always lived in the bookstore, at the back of the bookstore there was a large room, there was enough bedroom and living room, in any case, she slept in the living room, so Faang Cheng used to sleep here often.

When he arrived at the bookstore, Faang Cheng went to take a bath first. When he came out, Zhang Xiaotian had already finished making the instant noodles, and there was an egg and a corn sausage inside.

"Good job!"

Faang Cheng's heart warmed.

"Cheng, why did you guys come back at night? This is the first time! "

Zhang Xiaotian drank a mouthful of water and inadvertently looked at the Red Wood Horsehead Bell that was hung on the wall. It was just 12 o'clock, and he could not help but feel a chill in his heart.

"Cheng... You are a human … Or a ghost? "

"What the f * * k!"

Faang Cheng whipped the towel in his hand towards Zhang Xiaotian's face, causing him to "hiss" in pain.

"Actually, I am …"

Faang Cheng originally wanted to tell Zhang Xiaotian about him recovering from her injuries in some mysterious way, but when the words reached the tip of his tongue, he swallowed it back.

"What is it?"

Zhang Xiaotian looked at Faang Cheng with her shiny black eyes.

"Actually... It's just that the road was delayed and the car broke down, so a portion of us took the train back first! "

Faang Cheng felt a little bit of guilt in his heart.

"Oh!"

Zhang Xiaotian nodded her head and did not continue asking. She heaved a sigh of relief and looked for another topic to talk about.

"Hey, Little Dog, have you guys taken your family's old man's book yet? His heart is really big. If we don't take it away, these ancient books and books will all be sold off by a prodigal son like you! "

Faang Cheng saw the books on the bookshelf behind Zhang Xiaotian and couldn't help but to get up to read them.

In this aspect, Zhang Xiaotian was very unlike his father. In school, as long as he read a book, then her upper and lower eyelids would definitely fight!

In this room, on the other side of the wall, there were two large bookshelves carved with red lacquer, placed side by side. On the wall, there were two large bookshelves carved with red lacquer, placed side by side.

It was because of this that once, in order to buy a phone for her girlfriend, Zhang Xiaotian had thought of their family's old man's collection!

"Who's the prodigal son, didn't I just sell one? Wasn't that because he wanted to be the target! After all, it's all because of their Zhang family's succession! "

Zhang Xiaotian didn't feel that she was in the wrong.

Uncle Zhang said that the book was worth at least 50,000 or 60,000, and you sold it for 5,000 yuan. Luckily, you are not my son, otherwise, I will definitely beat you to death … "Eh …"

Faang Cheng said as he casually flipped through the books on the shelf. Suddenly, a familiar feeling appeared! In his fingers … That strand of heat that seemed to have vitality in it once again stirred, and it was even more intense than when it touched the bowl, causing him to feel as if he was scalded!

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Faang Cheng's doubtful expression, Zhang Xiaotian got up and walked over.

"This book..."

Faang Cheng picked up the "Hot" book from the box! The cover was dark blue in color, with an old yellow color. On it were the words "Everyone's Poems", and on the bottom right was a red stamp with the words "Daoist Long Zhou" written on it!

Faang Cheng had some impression of this Daoist from Dragon Continent. His real name was Liu Guan, a Southern Song Dynasty writer. From the looks of it, this book of poems came from the hands of this Liu Tao! Because the book of poems was very old, the ink on it had already somewhat faded, and the line for the book had long since been worn out. But even though the book was very old, holding it in his hands now still gave off a heavy feeling, even if Faang Cheng did not understand, he knew that it was an ancient book made of good materials!

Cheng, you can do it, you instantly took out all of my father's goods! Be careful, this book... If something goes wrong, my little life will be gone! "

Zhang Xiaotian carefully received the book from Faang Cheng's hands.

"This book... Is it valuable? "

Seeing that he was being so careful, Faang Cheng could not help but think of something.

"This is a collection of Song Xuanyuan's poems. It contains the works of many of the poets of the dynasty, such as Su Shi, Xin Qiji, Li Qingzhao …" Anyway, it was just poems and songs by many poets! This is my dad's most treasured book, it can be said to be his home guarding treasure! "

Zhang Xiaotian gently placed the book back on the shelf.

"Song Dynasty... "So you're saying that this book has a long history?"

Faang Cheng seemed to have caught on to something important.

"Of course, it is a genuine ancient book! Hey, Cheng, you know... "How much is it worth?"

Zhang Xiaotian looked at Faang Cheng and asked mysteriously.

"I don't know …"

Faang Cheng shook his head.

"My dad said, at least that number!"

Zhang Xiaotian stretched out two of her fingers.

"Twenty thousand?"

Faang Cheng thought, with just a few thin pages, it was worth twenty thousand? This was too unbelievable!

"Tch, just say you haven't seen the world, right? Twenty thousand? A glance at twenty thousand is more than enough! "

Zhang Xiaotian looked like she was looking down on Faang Cheng.

"Two …" Two hundred thousand? "

Faang Cheng said with a trembling voice, this … Is it the so-called antique? An antique in the sky and in the ground?

"2 million!"

As soon as Zhang Xiaotian finished speaking, Faang Cheng heard a "ga beng" sound. It was his jaw!

Early the next morning, Faang Cheng returned home to put down his things and report to the Geological Bureau. Every time he came back from exploration, it was like this, his home was already long accustomed to it!

When he reached the station, Faang Cheng wrapped bandages and bandages around his fingers!

"Faang, since you were injured while carrying out geological exploration, after a decision from the leaders of the department, you were temporarily transferred back to the logistics reception for work! This logistics department's workload is small, and it's not tiring, and its salary is not much less than your salary on the front line, which is very suitable for you to recuperate from your injuries! "When your injury is completely healed, let's see which job suits you better, okay?"

The Chief of the Exploration Section said to Faang Cheng with a smile.

"Alright!"

At this point, this was the only option! Faang Cheng could not possibly tell the Leader, Leader, if he can still fight on the frontlines after I've been cut off ten fingers off, then he must be completely blind!

To put it bluntly, the logistics department was an office. They did not even have anything serious to do every day! Those who were able to get in here were either the young masters or the princesses of the department, or those who tried to force their way in! And the reason the Leaders had arranged for Faang Cheng to go through such a beautiful time was all because he was injured on duty. Not only that, all ten of his fingers had been cut off, which was not a small accident.

However, in the eyes of others, this job that seemed like a job for the beautiful was completely boring in Faang Cheng's eyes! How could this be the place where a twenty-something year old like him worked? This was simply a nursing home! Every morning, the men and women in the office would come to work with the same kind of temperature preservation pots, cups and newspapers. Then, all of them would go to work with the same age, which really made Faang Cheng, who was filled with vigor and vitality, uncomfortable!

Fortunately, the management of the office is very loose, as long as there are no big issues, you will not be asked what to do during the office hours! As a result, Faang Cheng would often go to Zhang Xiaotian's Bookstore to read since he would be very likely to fall prey to the terrifying Parkinson's disease if he kept on staying in that kind of environment.

On this day, just as Faang Cheng was about to sneak out, he saw his office's Director Wang walking in hastily. He raised his head to look around, and in the end, locked his gaze onto himself.

"That... Faang Cheng, there is a cooperation unit from Beijing that requires us to send someone to the airport to meet you. "Get ready, the driver is waiting for you downstairs!"

With that, Director Wang left the office.

Faang Cheng packed his backpack as he muttered to himself in his heart:

"So many people sent me just because no one else here can afford to offend me. You can only look for me!"

Although he thought that in his heart, at least it would be better to let out some wind than to become a zombie in the office.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]