sunk into the earth

Cheng Sheng, the boss, did his job well, and he didn't do anything out of the ordinary except that night he deliberately lost his composure by taking advantage of the alcohol.

He asked for Zhang Chen's cell phone number from Qin Xiao, and sent him a short message on Tuesday afternoon, asking him when he would be able to finish his work at the company over there. He was seriously short of manpower here.

It took nearly two hours before Zhang Chen returned to him: Friday, work needs to be handed over in the past few days.

Cheng Sheng, who was discussing the plan with Frank in the conference room, glanced at the reply letter, but did not reply to him again.

After another two hours, there was still no activity on the phone. Cheng Sheng was a little annoyed, so he sent him a message: I see, hurry up.

However, when the discussion between him and Frank lasted until dark, the phone stopped responding. Cheng Sheng lost his temper and sent him another message: Are you free for dinner tonight?Take you to meet another partner.

This time the person on the other side returned very quickly, with only a few words: I have an appointment with someone tonight.

Cheng Sheng took the time to go outside to get a glass of ice water to extinguish the fire, took a few deep breaths and continued to send him: Are you really not coming?My friend said that I am too pitiful to look at alone at my age, and I want to introduce hot girls to me at night, don't you want to see it?

After sending, Cheng Sheng in the meeting room began to tap his fingers expectantly waiting for a reply. When he knocked almost a hundred times, the mobile phone on the table finally buzzed and vibrated, and a new message appeared on the screen: Don't send me any more personal information. related stuff.

Cheng Sheng was so angry with him that he dragged Frank to a nearby massage shop to squeeze his shoulders and beat his back after get off work without even having dinner, intending to vent the anger that Zhang Chen had pent up these days.

Along the way, Frank was baffled by his abnormal behavior, "Why have you been so angry in the past few days? You won't be irritable, your vitality is so surging."

Cheng Sheng said, "I was annoyed by the new recruit, who is a weird guy."

But before Frank could reply, Cheng Sheng let himself go, and muttered in a low voice, "Why haven't I made any progress in all these years, and I'm in a hurry to stick it on people when I like it."

The massage shop is located in a winding alley. The sign is antique and there is a plaque with gold letters on the wooden background on the lintel. The interior decoration is modern, with white walls and plastic chairs. There is a price list on the wall. Regular items of class.

The proprietress is a woman in her 40s. Most of her fat body is hidden behind the wooden table at the front desk, like a Maitreya Buddha sitting in a massage parlor.She was very enthusiastic, and introduced each item to the two young entrepreneurs, saying that they were all blind masters who had studied for several years and passed the certificate, and the techniques must be enough to relieve fatigue.

Cheng Sheng told Frank that massage for the blind is their specialty, and they must try it, but Frank was puzzled and asked him, "Don't you think it's cruel to let blind people work in the service industry?"

Cheng Sheng said: "Blind people also want to earn money. If they don't do these things, they will have nothing to eat."

They went to the second floor. The second floor is much larger than the lobby. There are private rooms on both sides of the corridor. They found their room numbers and went in. They changed into massage-specific clothes in the dressing room. Frank glanced at Cheng Sheng's back while undressing She glanced at him and asked him curiously: "Do you want to keep this scar forever?"

Cheng Sheng's clothes were stuck in half, and a muffled voice came from the fabric: "The scar can be removed by laser, but I want to keep it."

Frank didn't understand, and said it was ugly and scary, so it was better to get rid of it.Cheng Sheng said, "You really don't understand, many things worth keeping are ugly."

After changing their clothes, they found a massage table and lay down. While waiting for the master, the two of them were still chatting about starting a business. They talked about business almost 24 hours a day, about technology, about users, about the market, and about which software was copied from abroad. Yes, which company founder was stabbed more than a dozen times by someone from a competing product company on the way home because of malicious competition and almost died.

Soon the technicians they ordered opened the door and came in. They were two young and juicy girls with uniform uniforms. They first bowed enthusiastically and called the boss hello after entering the door.

Frank was startled, straightened half of his body hastily, waved his hands and said, "Don't call me boss, don't call me boss."

The two girls seemed to be completely blind, with pure black sunglasses hanging on the bridge of their noses, and they walked slowly, but they were very enthusiastic. As soon as the girl in charge of Frank pressed his shoulder blades a few times, Frank let out a cold breath, so Smiling and telling him: "The cervical spine is too hard, sit and move around for a while in the future, don't stay in one place all the time."

The girl who massaged Cheng Sheng's shoulders was Technician No. 08. She was very good at enlivening the atmosphere. She told two people about shoulder and neck care while she was doing the massage. Later, she began to talk about anecdotes around her. Frank was very interested in her and kept taking pictures of her. Teased her with the broken dialect she had learned, and kept asking for details of those strange things.

Seeing his enthusiasm, the technician asked while the iron was hot: "Do you want to apply for a card? Now there is a discount, [-] for ten times."

Of course, Frank didn't care about the mere 400 yuan, and casually said that he would go to the front desk after the show was over, and asked her to tell more interesting things to listen to.

The technician didn't mind exposing his scars at all, and told them about himself while laughing: "I have suppressed people since I was a child, and the people I know better are either killed or injured, without exception, which is very mysterious."

The other technician who pressed Frank's shoulder immediately coughed, telling her to stop talking about these bad things and drive away the customer.

But Frank was very interested in these mysterious and mysterious things, his eyes lit up, and he pointed to Cheng Sheng and asked the technician: "Then will it be unlucky for me and him to go back today? We are starting a business, no Are you going to lose the investor's money tomorrow?"

The technician smiled: "No, only family and friends will be overcome by me."

Cheng Sheng was held down by her at the bottom, and curiosity also climbed up, asking: "Is it so mysterious?"

"Really, my mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to this blind man. My father and my friend died early in the mine. They died without a whole body. They were blown up to the point where only arms and legs remained. That was all ten years ago." The technician was still laughing, putting his hand on Cheng Sheng's shoulder, and kept saying, "And my good friend in Beijing, his father was incited to join the resistance movement, and was injured in the explosion, requiring a large amount of surgery fees , he was young at that time, had no way to raise money, had a stubborn temper, and refused to open his mouth to borrow money from others. The things that could be sold at home were sold out, so he had to go to black clinics to sell blood, [-]ml at a time, one bottle soon With so many Cokes, he sold them many times. In the end, he could hardly draw blood, like a dead person. As a result, the black clinic was taken over by the government in the second year, because the needles in those places were shared, and a lot of hepatitis B and AIDS were leaked out. "

Cheng Sheng froze for two seconds when he heard the explosion, but then he tried to convince himself that there is no such coincidence in the world, not to mention that there were so many messy things in the last century, such as explosions, robbery and rape, laid-off riots and suicides, any arrangement and combination can spell it out. Come up with a tattered family story.

Frank next to him was fascinated, and immediately asked, "What about your friend?"

"It's okay, he's a ghost, the needle is going to be stuck in his arm, and he insists on asking the nurse to change it for him." The technician's hand shifted to Cheng Sheng's back, and when he pressed the scar on his back, his hand suddenly loosened , but immediately regained his senses, continued to work hard on his hands, and kept talking about the incident just now: "My friend is stubborn and arrogant. I want to laugh when I think of him going to the hospital to queue up for AIDS testing. If I am not blind That's good, I really want to see his expression at that time."

Frank took a deep breath from below: "You are a vicious female master, your friend will be so pissed off knowing it."

"He doesn't know it. He's used to being pointed at. His heart is like steel. He can't be crushed by a truck if he throws it on the ground. This kind of thing is nothing at all."

Frank "tsk" twice, "You Chinese can bear it! I can't, if I do, I'll take a gun and die with them."

The two technicians behind them worked hard to push their backs. Cheng Sheng closed his eyes and rested his chin on the mattress. He asked No. 08 behind him in a strange way: "Then how is your friend doing now?"

No. 08 said: "Well, it's just that people have become abnormal. They like to buy a house. After the decoration, they don't live in it and don't rent it. They just put it there and watch."

After this incident was finished, the atmosphere in the private room was a bit weird. The two masseuses stopped talking. Cheng Sheng and Frank seemed to be extremely tired. They closed their eyes and didn't think about anything, and focused on feeling the strength on their shoulders and backs.

After pressing for half an hour, their necks and shoulders became more relaxed, they got up and changed their clothes in satisfaction, and went to the front desk on the first floor to pay the money and apply for the card.

Frank walked in front of Cheng Sheng, regained some energy, and knocked his neck while talking to Cheng Sheng: "Your place is really good, everything is cheap, and you don't need to tip, but the blind sisters are so pitiful, and you have to serve others. No tip."

"Then you stay here forever..." Before Cheng Sheng finished speaking, he froze on the stairs.

In the lobby on the first floor, Zhang Chen was leaning on the sofa with a gray laptop in his arms, apparently processing work.He was not quite the same as he looked in the bar a few days ago. He was wearing sportswear and a headband, the studs on his ears had been removed, his hair was limp, and he looked listless.

Technician No. 08 just got off work, and soon she changed into her casual clothes, leaned on a wooden crutch and went downstairs a little bit, before she reached the hall, she heard the proprietress shouting: "Haiyan, Xiao Zhang is here to see you."

It just so happened that Zhang Chen raised his head at this moment, and didn't react much when he saw Cheng Sheng who was stunned on the stairs. He even greeted him naturally, and then passed him and asked the blind girl behind him, "Do you want porridge tonight?"

Before Cheng Sheng could react, he heard the cane behind him being tapped continuously, and there was a rushing sound. The girl behind seemed very excited, and gropingly patted Cheng Sheng's shoulder with one hand, and asked hurriedly: "Are you Cheng Sheng?" voice?" Before Cheng Sheng could speak, she went to talk to Zhang Chen below: "Shall we have dinner together, the four of us? Boss Cheng said he was so angry that he didn't eat all night during the massage."