Chapter 3 (Last part)
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After a while, the man opened the door and said impatiently,"Who is it!"
"We received a call," the police said,"reporting you harassing a neighbor in the middle of the night."
"What harassment?" The man was silent for a few seconds, pretending to be unconscious, and his tone was not as fierce as before."Comrade police, I just came back from drinking. I may have knocked on the wrong door when I was drunk. It was just a misunderstanding."
The policeman put a straight face: "The person also provided a video. You knocked on the wrong door and shouted that you wanted to go to the person's house to take a bath? don't give me s**t here. Hurry up and follow us to the police station."
In such weather, the man only wore a close-fitting short sleeve, revealing the majestic tiger tattoo on his arm. He is very strong and has bulging muscles like a wall.
The man explained a few more words, but when he saw that it was useless, he quickly gave up.
He raised his head, his eyes deep, and stared at Wen Yifan, who was standing behind the police officer.
Wen Yifan folded his arms and leaned against the door edge, looking back at him expressionlessly. His eyes were cold and he did not show any fear. Instead, he seemed to be staring at something dirty.
……
At the police station.
The man insisted that he was drunk and talking nonsense, while Wen Yifan clearly explained the situation during this period of time on the other side. But this incident did not cause her financial losses, only caused her mental sensitivity and weakness.
In the end, the man was fined several hundred yuan and detained for a few days, and the end ended.
Before leaving the police station, one of the veteran policemen kindly reminded her not to live in a group rental house.
Not only this problem, but there are also other safety hazards.
Previously, because a certain group of rented houses was overloaded with electricity and caused a fire, the Nanwu government has begun to pay attention to this matter. When the policy is approved, it will start management.
Wen Yifan nodded and thanked him.
It was already dawn outside.
She simply went straight back to the station.
After returning to Nanwu, Wen Yifan submitted his resume through social recruitment to the "Communication" column of Nanwu TV's urban channel.
"Communication" is a people's livelihood news column in Taiwan. It mainly reports people's livelihood news in this city and surrounding counties and towns. Its main purpose is to "pay attention to people's lives and convey people's voices."
Wen Yifan felt that his situation really needed attention, so he randomly thought about whether to report this matter as a topic selection, and walked into the office.
The light was on inside, but no one was there.
She went to the pantry to make a cup of coffee. She was really listless and didn't even have an appetite for breakfast. But she couldn't sleep either. She swiped the news APP and began to write.
The whole day passed in a daze.
When the new intern Fu Zhuang went out with her for an interview, his expression kept wanting to speak but hesitant. In the end, he couldn't help but say: "Sister Yifan, did I do something wrong?"
Only then did Wen Yifan realize that he had been getting up for almost a day.
Until the news list was posted, Wen Yifan did not choose to work overtime for the first time and directly packed up his things and left.
The temperature was low at night, and the cold wind was like a sharp ice blade, brushing across my ears.
After walking a few steps, Wen Yifan received news from Zhong Siqiao.
Zhong Siqiao: [Wen Yifan, I'm dead.]
“……”
Wen Yifan: [?]
Zhong Siqiao: [Me! Really! Yes! Die! Yes!]
Zhong Siqiao: [My bracelet is missing!]
Zhong Siqiao: [My male god gave it to me! I haven't worn it many times, wuwu!]
Wen Yifan: [Didn't you find it?]
Zhong Siqiao: [To TAT]
Zhong Siqiao: [I only found it missing at the company this morning. I thought it was at home, but I couldn't find it after I just got home.]
Zhong Siqiao: [But I feel like I left it in Sangyan's Bar.]
Zhong Siqiao: [Please help me ask after work. It's too far for me to go to Shangan.]
Wen Yifan: [Okay.]
Wen Yifan: [Don't be too anxious.]
Wen Yifan's brain seemed to be rusty, and he was thinking about the direction dully before lifting his feet again. Fortunately, the Fallen Street is not far from here and can be reached in seven or eight minutes.
Further inside, find the "overtime" bar.
She walked in.
Different from last night's style, the position on the round table was replaced by a rock band, and the music was so heavy that it made people's ears numb. The lights in the bar were dim and the atmosphere was high. Colorful lights flashed across quickly.
Wen Yifan walked to the bar.
It was still the yellow-haired bartender from before.
Wen Yifan stopped him." Hello."
The bartender smiled."Good evening, madam. What would you like to drink?
Wen Yifan shook his head and bluntly stated his purpose: "When I came here with my friends yesterday, I dropped a bracelet. I don't know if you guys picked it up?"
Hearing this, the bartender seemed to recognize her and immediately nodded: "Yes, please wait a moment."
"Okay, sorry to trouble you."
Wen Yifan stood where he was and waited.
I watched the bartender pull open a drawer on one side and rummaged through it. Then he pulled the other side open and flipped it over again. He suddenly stopped, looked up, waved in a certain direction, and shouted,"Yu Zhuo."
The waiter called "Yu Zhuo" came over: "Hey. Brother He, what's wrong?"
Wen Yifan looked over.
At a glance, she recognized it as the waiter who spilled alcohol on her yesterday.
The bartender was puzzled: "Didn't I keep the bracelet you picked up yesterday? Why didn't I find it?"
"Ah? That bracelet..."Yu Zhuo was also confused, but suddenly remembered," Oh, right. When Brother Yan came down to pick up the clothes, he also took the bracelet."
“……”
Thinking that he had heard wrongly, Wen Yifan was stunned and couldn't help but say,"What?"
Yu Zhuo subconsciously repeated: "Brother Yan took it."
“……”
This time Wen Yifan heard it clearly and couldn't believe it.
The owner of such a big bar.
Unexpectedly, he blatantly took away the property accidentally left behind by his guests for himself.
The bartender obviously didn't know about this and looked baffled: "How could Brother Yan take it? So where did he go? Wasn't it still here just now?"
Yu Zhuo looked like a natural i***t: "I don't know."
Be quiet for a moment.
The bartender looked back at Wen Yifan with some embarrassment: "Sorry, the boss is usually in charge of our lost property here. Why don't you leave your contact information first, or you wait a little while and I'll contact the boss now."
Wen Yifan didn't want to stay here for too long, and felt that it would be the same if he came to get it tomorrow: "It doesn't matter, I'll leave my contact information."
"Okay." The bartender took a business card from the side and gave it to her."Please write it on it."
Wen Yifan lowered his head and wrote a string of numbers on it and handed it back to him: "Then please help me find it again. If you find it, you can call this number--"
I haven't finished talking yet.
The business card was suddenly taken away from behind her.
Wen Yifan turned around without warning.
Sang Yan was standing behind her, very close to her, as if he had imprisoned her. He was thin, tall and handsome. At this moment, he tilted his head slightly and casually glanced at the business card.
Then, he met her gaze.
The scene of red lights, the deafening music, and the mixed aroma of tobacco and sandalwood.
The man's eyebrows were naturally cold, but at this moment, they were a little sloppy.
Familiar yet unfamiliar eyes.
Like he recognized her.
Suddenly.
The corners of his lips relaxed and he said with a faint smile: "Don't you want to give up?"
Wen Yifan was stunned not understanding what he said.
Sang Yan casually threw the business card back in front of her, slowly stood up straight, and distanced himself from her.
"You came here specially to leave your contact information?"
- Writer
