President, he has cervical spondylosis

???

This person really looks familiar, who is this?

Mr. Liang is too busy at work, from 6:6 am to 9:7 pm, and from time to time he works overtime until 8:[-] am. Occasionally, he can go back early to catch dinner, while Master Ning’s time is from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm , basically don't eat dinner at home, so although they have lived in the same big villa, no, it has been under the same roof for several months, but in fact, the time they spend together every day is only a few hours at night.

So Mr. Liang is not completely familiar with Master Ning, but he is a little familiar with the figure with a bag and a hat on the side of the lamp in front of him.

Mr. Liang frowned lightly and fell into deep thought:

So is it Master Ning?

If it was him, what was he doing here?

Are you here to buy something?

Isn't the place where he stands is the lamp?

He is blind, why buy lamps?Do you feel light and heat?

If it wasn't him, why did it feel so much like it?

Regarding the problem of Master Ning's eyes, he has not asked much. After all, this is his privacy. Seeing that Master Ning wears sunglasses all day long no matter where he goes, he always thinks that Master Ning also cares.

Therefore, in order to take care of the fragile and sensitive (?) nerves of the blind master, good young people in our society never stare straight into Master Ning's eyes, and never ask what's going on with his eyes.

Just as Mr. Liang was thinking, the figure opposite turned around.

A young man wearing a mask and sunglasses with the brim pulled down.

From the moment Mr. Liang saw the sunglasses, he was sure that this person was Master Ning—so he really came to feel the light and heat? ? ?

And Ning Ke turned around and saw the president who was being introduced to the pillow by the manager, he couldn't help but froze for a moment, seeing that he was looking at him, his heart was kind, the feeling of being caught for doing bad things is really a bit subtle~

Thinking of my current status, I would rather quickly enter the role, and I am very calm in my heart: Well, I am a blind person. Why did I come to the furniture city? Of course, my house needs to be renovated, and whoever buys a house does not decorate.

As a blind person, of course he couldn't see the acquaintance on the opposite side. He would rather think calmly, walk out from the lamp, and go to the nearby shop, ready to find an opportunity to escape at any time.

Shopping guide for lighting stores: ? ?This person looked normal at the floor lamp just now, why is his right hand slightly protruding in front of him now?

Here Ning Ke is praising his wit, while Mr. Liang over there has decided to go over to say hello to Ning Ke.

After all, Ning is his personal masseuse now. Although Master Ning can't see him, since he meets him, he will always go to say hello. By the way, ask to see if there is anything that can help him.

"Rather." A few steps forward to catch up with the figure in front, Liang Dong called to stop him.

I would rather hear this sound and know that I have to change the script.

Turning around, he slowly turned his ear to where the voice came from, and replied uncertainly: "Mr. Liang?" The acting was perfect.

"Well, it's me." Liang Dong stood still in front of him, "Do you need my help?"

Although he was a little puzzled why he went to see the lamps, he didn't ask, just asked if he needed help.

I would rather give a reasonable explanation for Mr. Liang's thoughtfulness, and think that this is just a casual way of hospitality, and answer him: "No need, Mr. Liang is also quite busy, so I can just choose whatever I want, and I have a shopping guide to introduce. "

"I'm not busy. I can help you see what you want to buy." Liang Dong asked, thinking in his heart that he couldn't just buy a lamp.

I would rather be choked by his words that I am not busy. After all, this is a man who can tire himself out to the point of cervical spondylosis, and he sometimes says that he is not busy.

"Ah... so, I was thinking of picking a sofa, but I don't have one at home yet." I would rather just choose a piece of furniture at random, anyway, I want to buy it, and someone can give me a reference.

……

When I left my address and listened to the president making an appointment with the manager to deliver the goods to my door, I would rather feel a little bit magical: what's going on, I went out to buy a floor lamp, why did I just buy a sofa.

Oh yes, it's not what I paid for.

The president took it out.