Chapter 9: Start reading

Just a few moments later, her cell phone rang and she entered a text message.
She picked it up with a stunned look and sent it from a strange number. The content was a bit strange, with only four words: "Stone with a egg."
Mu Hanxia looked a little dazed, and typed, "Who are you?"
After a while, the talent replied, "It's me."
Mu Hanxia held the mobile phone, a strange instinct came to her heart. Such a high-cold tone only reminded her of a person ... and the night of the accident, she had given the police the address and telephone number. Since Lin Mochen can find her place to work, it is not surprising that she has her phone.
She replied, "I don't understand what you're talking about."
Lin Mochen only returned a word: "Pretend."
Mu Hanxia faintly felt what he was talking about. But looking at his text message, somehow, there was an urge to laugh. So he replied, "How are you biting me?"
He didn't reply again.
Mu Hanxia waited for a while, then tucked the phone back into his pants pocket, lay beside the cargo pile and continued to sleep.

Mu Hanxia saw Meng Gang again two days later.
This morning is clear and fog-free, cool and pleasant. When Mu Hanxia ran to the sports field, he saw that Meng Gang was still standing next to the sports equipment and was practicing arm strength.
Mu Hanxia ran over: "Mr. Meng, early!"
Meng Gang made a move and saw her when he looked back. The busyness of the past few days did not seem to leave any signs of exhaustion on his face. Under the sword eyebrow, there was a smile in his eyes: "early, cold summer"
The sun slowly covered the entire stadium, and the sky was completely bright.
The ten laps of the two men quickly finished. Meng Gang led her and sat down to rest in that position.
Mu Hanxia took out the towel and wiped his sweat, and always smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he was not so afraid of Meng Gang. More admiration than before. She didn't know what to talk to him, she just sat side by side with a peaceful look at the front.
Meng Gang calmly looked at her good profile and asked with a smile, "Why haven't you come running these days?"
"Oh, these days are too busy." Mu Hanxia replied.
This is a powerful excuse. Meng Gang nodded, but with a smile in his eyes, he didn't know whether he believed.
"This big promotion was made under your reminder." He also said, "Your credit, I will remember. But now that you have just arrived in the marketing department, you have been promoted in a higher level. It is too sharp to show you OK, so I have not publicly rewarded you. "
Mu Hanxia was really touched by this remark, saying, "Mr. Meng, thank you. There is no reward, I don't really care, I just can learn in the marketing department."
Unexpectedly, Meng Gang's words turned sharply, but he said, "I can't praise, you can still have a meal."
Mu Hanxia froze and looked up at him. He smoked a cigarette, and the smile in his eyes was still light and calm, which she couldn't see through.
"No need, General Meng, you don't have to invite me to dinner, my credit ... is not so great." She said busyly.
Meng Gang laughed at her again, smoking a cigarette and saying, "Breakfast is not OK?"

ten minutes later.
The two sat by an early stall by the river and Meng Gang drove her over.
At this time, the sun had completely exposed its face from the clouds, shimmering on the river, and a breeze came on. The stall owner set up a few wooden tables on the shore and put a stack of plastic chairs. Meng Gang was also not particular about sitting down with Mu Hanxia face to face.
She asked for a bowl of noodles, and it was beef noodles, saying that she had "slammed" the boss. Meng Gang just smiled warmly and asked himself for a bowl of vegetarian powder.
He ate quickly, and soon reached the bottom of the bowl. He put down his chopsticks and drank hot water and looked at her. Mu Hanxia only ate half, and smiled at him, and continued to eat. The sun is shining on the body, it is very warm. And he lit a cigarette again, the smell of tobacco slowly lingering around the two, not bad.
"Mu Hanxia." He suddenly said, his voice slowly and mildly, "What dream do you have?"
Mu Hanxia shuddered, dropped his chopsticks and looked at him. His eyebrows were quiet and warm, apparently he was seriously seeking the answer to this question.
Mu Hanxia was silent for a moment and replied, "General Manager Meng, my dream may be a bit ignorant. I want to re-take the college entrance examination, get a good university, and go abroad."
Meng Gang seemed a bit surprised, saying, "Go abroad? Why?"
Mu Hanxia replied, "I don't know, I just want to go out and see."
Meng Gang was quiet for a while, picked up the teapot next to her, filled her glass with water, and said, word by word, "How big you can go as far as you can. In my opinion, this is nothing on you. It ’s a matter of heights and heights. You see, little girl?

Mu Hanxia was speechless, and said "um" softly. Meng Gang didn't talk anymore. He looked at her with deep and silent eyes. He dangled under the table with a cigarette in his hand. The other hand was on the table, not far from her hand. I don't know what I'm thinking.
Although the two had been alone a few times, Mu Hanxia regarded him as a leader with a little admiration. This was the first time he had been staring quietly for a long time. Her sudden cheeks were hot, and there were a few messy, weed-like emotions that came out in her heart.
She lowered her head to avoid his sight.
Then he held his hand.
Suddenly, Mu Hanxia was stunned, and felt only his slightly cold hands, which were firmly wrapped by his wide, slightly long cocoon hands. Then he heard him say, "Boss, the money is on the table."
He held her and got up and left. Mu Hanxia then reacted, his heart beat like a drum, and he wanted to pull his hand back, but he noticed that he was holding it tighter.
He glanced at her. Mu Hanxia was a little stammered: "Meng ... Meng Meng, what are you holding my hand for?"
She also wanted to pretend to be stupid, but Meng Gang just smiled, her eyes were still deep and impenetrable.
"Little girl, don't be afraid." He only said a word. Hold the hand, but obviously do not intend to release it.
Mu Hanxia seemed to be walking in the flames, and every step was tense. She was messed up and the whole thing was messed up. Let her now completely disregard Meng Gang's face and pull her hand back to make trouble with him, she can't do it. Can only let him lead, step by step on the river embankment, towards the parking lot.
He held her hand all the time, the thick joints of wheat, holding her soft hand in the palm. Just make Mu Hanxia always frightened.
Fortunately, the car didn't stop far, and finally arrived. Mu Hanxia was relieved. When he took out the car key, he quickly pulled his hand back.
Meng Gang smiled indifferently and whispered, "Get in the car, and Meng will send you back."
Mu Hanxia didn't look at him, the whole face was red, and he sat in the car. Along the way, the two did not speak, but Mu Hanxia was embarrassed. As soon as he got downstairs, he pulled the car door and ran away.