Chapter 686 Liu Qin's Story (Part 2)

Xiao Li wanted to take Manager Wang back, but Liu Qin wisely lied that he had taken a taxi online and watched the two of them leave in the car.

Before leaving, he saw the look on Manager Wang's face. He was obviously very satisfied with his performance tonight. A promotion was a certainty. This result gave Liu Qin an excuse to comfort himself.

He walked to the roadside alone. The night breeze was slightly cool, but his skin was incredibly hot and his whole body was soft. He had to lean on a telephone pole to stand.

Suddenly, Liu Qin felt nauseated and quickly bent over and vomited.

He was already prepared, carrying a bottle of mineral water in his hand and a pack of tissues in his trouser pocket.

But still vomiting in a mess.

The fingers of the hand that was attached to the telephone pole were tight and tight. Liu Qin struggled for a while before slowly straightening up.

Several notification sounds popped up on his phone, which were messages from his girlfriend, but he was dizzy at the moment and really didn't want to reply in this state, so he hastily crossed out the message bar.

After walking along the roadside for a while, Liu Qin felt more awake. He was thinking about taking a taxi back, but suddenly his vision went dark and his gait staggered. He wanted to move forward, but he stepped to the right. A strong feeling of nausea and drowsiness flooded into his brain, and he quickly shivered and sat on the ground next to the bus stop sign.

Sure enough, I still drank too much...

Liu Qin almost couldn't hold on to the phone. He called out the phone's smart assistant in a hoarse voice and asked it to search for the nearest pharmacy.

The good news is that the pharmacy is very close, less than a hundred meters away; the bad news is that he can't move at all.

Liu Qin frowned in pain, fought with himself, and tried to move, but in vain. He didn't even feel the footsteps until someone squatted in front of him.

"...?" Liu Qin looked up with drooped eyelids.

It's a little girl in school uniform.

"Uh, are you okay?" she asked.

"It's not very good..." Liu Qin gritted his teeth and changed his posture, "Can you help me go to the drugstore over there to buy..."

He took a breath before continuing to speak, his voice was completely hoarse:

"Buy, vitamin C, vitamin C for injection."

Then he said with difficulty: "Just say... someone has acute... alcohol poisoning and can't move..."

"Ah? Oh! You, you wait!"

The little girl who looked like a student looked around, quickly saw the location of the pharmacy, and ran away.

After a while, not only did she come back running, but she was also followed by a pharmacy employee in a white coat.

"Oh, another social worker."

Unlike the girl who was panicking, the pharmacy staff was much calmer and gave Liu Qin a shot.

"thanks, thanks."

This thing works quickly. Liu Qin was panting, his vision was still a little blurry, but he could finally see the face clearly.

"Go for gastric lavage." The pharmacy staff looked at him and shook his head.

"Well, here we go."

Liu Qin learned a lot of wine table tips from his senior, Lao Zhao, and it really saved his life tonight.

"Thank you."

He paid the money at the pharmacy staff and turned to look at the kind little girl.

"No, it's okay."

The girl's toes rubbed the ground awkwardly, she pulled the hem of her school uniform and ran away.

Liu Qin also quickly got into a taxi heading to the hospital.

…

His hard work paid off. Liu Qin learned from Manager Wang that he would be promoted next month. Taking advantage of his boss's good mood, he successfully took a half-day off and bought a shared car on a working day afternoon while carrying his commuting bag. Cycling to the destination.

He has been struggling with this matter for half a month. When he took his first shift, he thought that the Civic Center had an on-site queue to get a number. After arriving at the place, he discovered that he needed to make an online reservation three days in advance, and there were already queues in the morning and afternoon of that day. When it is full, even temporary reservations cannot be made, and the taxes that were originally to be paid have to be put on hold.

Then again, Liu Qin came to the lobby of the Civic Center with money and materials, but he caught up with the employee who was reviewing the materials. He waited in front of the window for more than 40 minutes, waiting for the next staff member to arrive. I learned that there were still several documents that needed to be copied.

There was too much queue at the self-service copy machine in the lobby, so Liu Qin could only run to the nearest copy shop in a hurry. However, when he came back, there was already the next person sitting in front of the window to handle the matter. That person's tax payment was more complicated and very complicated. To issue separate certificates for the house and the car, there were more procedures and procedures to go through, and Liu Qin was exhausted from waiting.

Finally it was his turn. After submitting the materials, the staff suddenly discovered that he was missing an official invoice. That thing was supposed to be issued by a real estate developer, but the developer Liu Qin was looking for had repeatedly promised an electronic invoice. He was able to apply for the certificate smoothly, so he didn’t think too much about it, but the office staff insisted that he submit a paper version of the stamped invoice. It was almost four o’clock in the afternoon. Liu Qin quickly contacted the developer and took a taxi to pick it up. However, when he went back after picking up the certificate, I got into a traffic jam and when I got out of the car, I saw only a closed door.

Loan contracts, mortgage contracts, real estate registration applications, bank power of attorney... countless documents and materials, countless processes. For more than two weeks, Liu Qin has been running back and forth intermittently between developers, property developers, citizen centers and banks. The most troublesome time during this period was when he was almost done with the process and was suddenly told that he was in the wrong place. This was the Administrative Approval Bureau of Area A. Although his house was located in Area A, it was actually managed by the Approval Bureau of Area B. .

So Liu Qin could only ask the staff to transfer the data online, and he waited for another five working days.

This afternoon, he finally came out of the Administrative Approval Bureau, took a long breath, touched the ID card which felt good, and then stuffed it into the inner pocket of his coat.

Liu Qin walked to the nearest bus stop, thinking about how to edit the message to inform his girlfriend of this surprise. He was thinking about something, looking at his phone, and heard the sound of the electric bike in his ears, so he took a step back without thinking.

He thought he was giving way - but he forgot that the bus station here is divided into front and back platforms. There is a small road between the front platform and the back platform, which is a dedicated lane for bicycles and electric bikes.

Bang!

Liu Qin felt a pain in his calf, and knelt forward on the edge of the platform which was a little above the ground. He saw something scattered in his peripheral vision. It turned out to be a takeaway truck in a hurry.

"Fuck you!"

The takeaway man in work clothes fell to the ground with the truck and the bags of takeaway, and cursed.

Liu Qin's breathing tightened. He nodded and didn't say anything back. In just a few minutes, he was cursed with extremely crude and dirty words about his ancestors and all the female relatives he could think of. Finally, the delivery man, who had vented enough, put away the food with a curse, cursed him to be hit by a car as soon as possible, and then rode away.

"..."

Liu Qin breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that the delivery man was in a more urgent time than him. Since he wouldn't pester him or extort money, he could curse him. He had been cursed before in the company.

He stood up, made a "hiss", rolled up his trouser legs and took a look. It turned out that the kneeling that was hit just now had broken his knee, blood and flesh were mixed together with his pants.

Fortunately, the bus stopped not far away in two minutes, and Liu Qin limped on the bus.

The car was bumpy. It was the rush hour after work. Everyone was crowded together. It was hard to find a place to hold on. The various perfume and sweat smells mixed into the nose. Liu Qin had long been accustomed to it. His first reaction was to put the phone in his arms and hold the commuter bag tightly to his chest.

People squeezed and swayed back and forth. After a few stops, some people got off the car. The people who stayed on the car took a short breath. Liu Qin changed to a slightly more comfortable position and held the upper handle. Suddenly, he saw a man on the left who was two or three people away holding a mobile phone, and the page stopped at shooting.

He looked over and the man was facing a woman sitting in a seat. The woman was wearing heavy makeup and a mask. Her head was leaning against the window. The left half of her face was a little swollen. Her eyes were closed. She was obviously tired and fell asleep. But none of this mattered. What mattered was that her top was very thin and low-necked. Her ravines and whiteness were clearly exposed. This was also the object of the man's candid photos.

Liu Qin sighed, and when the bus stopped suddenly at the traffic light, he rammed the man and several people between them, knocking them all over the place. The man's phone was knocked out, "slap" fell to the ground, and soon slid to who knows where.

"There's a thief! Everyone, be careful with your things!"

Liu Qin shouted.

This shout woke up the sleeping woman and made the man look panicked.

He was so shameless that he told the driver that his phone was stolen. Some kind-hearted people said to stop the car to look for it, but more people who were in a hurry to commute home refused loudly. The car was in chaos. Finally, someone in the back seat found the man's phone and found that his page was stuck on taking pictures. The man was immediately greeted with a wave of indignant curses from passers-by, and the grumpy old man next to him supervised him to delete the photos.

"Well, be careful."

When they arrived at the station, Liu Qin said to the woman before getting off the bus.

The woman was stunned and smiled gratefully at him.

Liu Qin limped off the bus, almost missing the steps. He walked several steps in a mess and pain before he breathed a sigh of relief.

After standing on the bus for so long, he couldn't stand the pain, so he sat down on the bench at the bus stop. Only then did he take out his mobile phone to edit the messages he hadn't sent before.

Liu Qin clicked on Feixun and saw that the red dot on the top of his girlfriend's message bar was marked with two digits as usual. He couldn't help feeling a little guilty and quickly clicked it, thinking that he could finally make time to reply to her messages this time.

…

[Wild Grass Manman]: I'm sorry, I can't stand it anymore, let's break up

[Wild Grass Manman]: I know you are in the rising stage of your career now, I know it all, I also know that you work very hard, tired and busy, and you have to work overtime every day. You always say that you work hard now for a better life in the future, but now we can't say a few words a day. You can never reply to my messages in time. Every time you send me an emoticon or a sentence saying that you have something else to do, and you always say "for the future"

[Wild Grass Manman]: Don't you think it's putting the cart before the horse? Isn't my job hard? Don't I need to socialize? Don't I want to be busy? Why do you keep talking about the future? We don't even have the "now", so where is the future?

[Wild Grass Manman]: I can't find the happiness I had with you before. It's the same whether I have a boyfriend or not. Am I dating the air? ? I go to chat robots and they can reply to me several words immediately. What about you? ? ?

[Wild Grass Manman]: I'm so tired, I'm tired

[Wild Grass Manman]: I don't need you to do anything more. I just want you to accompany me, really

[Wild Grass Manman]: I used to listen to you. I didn't waste money and lived in the company dormitory. But we are in the same city but live like we are in different places. When I first looked for a job, you would come to wait for me to get off work, and I would also wait for you at the subway station. Now it's difficult to make an appointment to meet.

[Wild Grass]: Have you seen the message I sent you before? I said I quit and we can rent a house or I will go to find you. I can eat coarse food every day. I don’t care how hard life is as long as I can be with you, but what about you? You didn’t even look at it and sent me an emoticon pack. In the end, I had to find a friend to find a place to sleep

[Wild Grass]: You are my boyfriend, right? You are, right? Then what have you done? What can you do?

[Wild Grass]: I think the happiness I want and the happiness you understand are completely different

[Wild Grass]: Then let’s break up. You are busy with your own things. You don’t have to take time to think about me. Anyway, you are so busy

[Wild Grass]: I don’t have to look forward to your news from morning to night every day

[Wild Grass]: Let’s part ways, it’s good for everyone

……

There is still a line of text in Liu Qin’s input box.

Baby, I got the down payment. Look at what this is? Real estate certificate! Would you like to marry me?

He typed the remaining words slowly and stiffly, one pinyin at a time, and clicked send.

A red exclamation mark appeared, and the sending failed.

Liu Qin sat on a bench at the bus stop, with cars coming and going.

Like a sculpture.