cause and effect

The winter in the north is very cold, especially when the wind blows, the cold wind hits the face like a knife.Song Changsheng absent-mindedly put Song Song on a small hat, gloves, and a small mask, and armed Song Song tightly.As soon as the car left the factory, Song Changsheng felt that the wind was pouring into his collar. He cursed angrily: "I'm too busy thinking about what happened last night. I deserve to die from freezing." Song Changsheng gritted his teeth and continued walking.

After Zhang Gangfeng left from Song Changsheng, he made an appointment with a friend who opened a second-hand car trading market. After the two separated, it was getting late. He was not in a hurry to rush to the factory, and stayed overnight in his apartment in the city center. .When Zhang Gangfeng was about to arrive at the factory, he happened to meet Song Changsheng and his father and son. He frowned and watched as the father and son who were getting closer and closer to him slowly let go of their brakes, until they could no longer see Song Changsheng in the rearview mirror. He sighed heavily when he didn't reach the father and son.

After Song Changsheng sent Song Song to the kindergarten, his scalp hurt like needles. He gritted his teeth and rode his bicycle back.When he arrived at the factory, he was already a little confused. Song Changsheng put the car crookedly downstairs and walked towards the dormitory.When the door was opened, the warm breath in the room rushed towards him. Song Changsheng's head hurt even more and he became more dizzy. He ran directly to the bed, wrapped himself tightly with the quilt, and fell asleep in a daze.

Song Changsheng heard the phone ringing in a daze. He wanted to know who asked him to reach for the phone beside the pillow, but his arm seemed to be filled with lead and he couldn't lift it. Song Changsheng wanted to control him desperately. no more.

Every year, in order to build a good relationship with each unit, the factory will arrange a dinner in a hotel in the city center.In the past, these things were arranged by Accountant Li, and now that New Year's Day is approaching, every unit also needs to be taken care of.Accountant Li left, and it was supposed to be arranged by another accountant, but that accountant had a little difficulty in handling those things because of his age, so this matter fell on Song Changsheng.Zhang Gangfeng wanted to discuss with Song Changsheng how to arrange it, so he called Song Changsheng a few times but no one answered.

When it came again that the call you made was temporarily unanswered, Zhang Gangfeng frowned and threw the phone on the table and walked out of the office with a cold face.He went directly to the belongings, and after a glance, he didn't see Song Changsheng.The old accountant and the cashier looked at each other and asked uncertainly: "Boss, are you looking for Song Changsheng?" Zhang Gangfeng's face softened a little: "Is he not here?" Give him a call," Zhang Gangfeng nodded.The old accountant dialed Song Changsheng's cell phone number with his landline while looking at the phone number on the table. Zhang Gangfeng stared at him closely, and he was relieved until the old accountant put down the receiver.The old accountant raised his eyes and said to Zhang Gangfeng: "No one answered, I'll go to the warehouse to have a look." The cashier next to him hurriedly said: "Let me go and see."

After Zhang Gangfeng left, the cashier leaned over to the old accountant and asked in a low voice: "Accountant Wang, what is the factory director looking for with Xiao Song? I think he is in a hurry." The old accountant pushed up his glasses and said slowly: " It should be about a treat, I’ll know when Xiao Song comes.” The cashier nodded and returned to his seat.The old accountant looked at the cashier out of the corner of his eye, making sure that he didn't see anything before he got down to work. What the old accountant didn't know was that the moment he lowered his head, the cashier at the other table had eyes shining brightly, and the corner of his mouth There was a hint of sarcasm.