C193 External Head 2 Suicide(1)

I won't believe she committed suicide, even if you all say so.

"Jack, is the item printed? I'm in a hurry to use them ~"

"Very soon, it will be done soon!"

"Jack, help me send this stack of documents to the 17th floor, the sooner the better."

"No problem, I'll go right away!"

"Jack, the four water bottles in the office are all empty."

"Got it, I'll go get some water later."

In the noisy and busy office, the young man named Jack was so busy that he was dizzy.

This year was the fifth year that he had entered Sheng Hope Media. As a youth with no background, no talent, and no good looks, he naturally had nothing to do with opportunities. His main job every day was to help everyone in the office and do things that no one else did in the public. He spoke nicely of assistants. In essence, he was just an errand boy. It was impossible for him to be willing to be a handyman for five years. He had written the resignation letter five times... Although he did not hand it out even once, after all, society was currently in a bad state. It was hard to find other jobs that were similar to the salary and salary here, so when he had nothing better to do, he would think about it when he had nothing else to do.

"Jack's number! External contact, this way ~" Jack, who was busy sorting out the photocopy, suddenly heard Sister Adaa calling him and shaking her phone at him.

"My phone?" As a nameless person in the industry, most of his relatives and friends called his phone. It was the first time Jack received a call from him at the company. He quickly put the information on the phone on the table. He half-believed it and ran over to receive the call from the ADA. "Hello, I'm Jack. May I ask who you are?"

"Cough cough..." There was a long string of coughs on the other end of the phone. Jack could not help but frown. Just as he was about to say something, he heard the other party say in an incomparably hoarse voice, "Don't speak, listen to me..."

"Oh, okay." For a moment, he could not tell who it was, but Jack, who was used to obeying, subconsciously agreed.

"I am Yan Xuan, cough, cough... I don't want the company to know that I'm back... So please shut your mouth tight, cough cough cough... " That hoarse voice was clearly not discussing with him, the tone when he spoke was... I need your help now, cough... You bring a bank card to the management hall of Yuanshan Cemetery, cough cough cough..."

"You mean... now?" Jack subconsciously looked up at the clock on the wall. It was 1: 45 p.m. and he had just started work.

"Request for leave..." The other party seemed to know that he was in a difficult position. He coughed and panted as he continued, "The company will deduct your money, cough, cough... I'll pay you double..."

"It's not about the money..." Jack lowered his eyes in a difficult position and secretly glanced at the ADA who was busy working on the computer.

"Ahem, I helped you three years ago... Now, repay me... Hurry up!" The other party impatiently shouted.

"Understood! No, please wait..." After being shouted at, Jack subconsciously stood up and quickly responded. However, it was already too late. The only sound left on the phone was the beeping sound.

He said to himself, Helping others to be happy.

Three years ago, Yan Xuan had indeed helped his younger brother find a doctor to treat his acute illness and helped him a lot. He said to himself.

You must do what you promised others, he said to himself.

"Sister Ada, I suddenly have an urgent matter and need to take half a day off." After saying three sentences to himself, Jack bit the bullet and took a day off from Adama. The latter stopped typing and looked up at him for a full five seconds. He said with a straight face:

"Go, take a leave of absence at least half a day earlier in the future."

Jack smiled and apologized a few times in a row. He passed the documents beside the copier to Tony, put on his coat, and took the car keys, then hurriedly left the office.

When he drove into the heavy rain, he realized a question. Why did Yan Xuan look for him? He seemed to have only spoken to that guy who was talented and arrogant five years ago. And what the hell was a cemetery? Why did he go to the cemetery when he was back?

There were a lot of questions, but his brain was filled with all kinds of miscellaneous things, so he couldn't figure out anything.

There was no bed in the cemetery management hall, and there was only a long iron backrest chair. His stomach and head hurt badly. Yan Xuan could not sit still, so he did not care about the gazes of the people around him. He curled up slightly and faced the back of the chair.

The middle-aged woman could not persuade him to go to the hospital, so she looked around. Finally, she found a worn-out coat in a cabinet in the corner and wanted to cover him, but... he thought it was dirty. It was indeed a little dirty, but at this time, he could not change his wet clothes. His pants must still be cold. It was naturally better to have something to cover him, so why would he care if it was dirty?

However, Yan Xuan still stubbornly refused.

Just like that, after Yan Xuan finished making the phone call for more than an hour, another young man rushed into the cemetery management hall and saw him looking around. Soon, he found the "target" lying on the bench and hurriedly ran over.

"Ray? Why are you so wet?" Jack couldn't help but be shocked. It had been two years since they last saw each other. Why did this person look like this when he came back?

"You're here, cough cough..." Yan Xuan just closed his eyes and endured the discomfort. He did not fall asleep. When he heard the movement, he unconsciously opened his eyes. He seemed to be still conscious, but the high fever made his lips dry as if they were about to split open. He recognized Jack, who he had called over. He pressed his stomach down and struggled to sit up from the bench. He was breathing softly, looking terrible.

"How are you? Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Jack was not blind. Even though he was cursing at this reckless guy the second before he stepped into the hall, how could he ignore the wishes of others? He was worried sick. "No, you have to go to the hospital like this. I..."

"Ahem, I can't use my bank card... Help me cover the money first, cough, I will return it to you as soon as possible..." If not for this, he would not have called Jack. "Don't talk nonsense... Cough cough, go quickly... "

"Jack was speechless. Yan Xuan's temper was very famous in the circle, but he did not like it. If it were not for the fact that he had helped him last time, he would not have been so obedient.

Jack continued to criticize him in his heart. He took the application form handed by Yan Xuan and went to the front desk to pay the fee. The staff made the application form and gave him a number. His face instantly turned green.

"Sorry, how much did you say just now?"

"96,800 yuan."

Jack opened his mouth and looked at the bank card in his hand. There was only a total of 100,000 yuan in his bank card. He was not very familiar with Yan Xuan for such a large sum of money. What if he gave it to Yan Xuan and refused to pay it back?

"Um, did you call the wrong number? What is so expensive?" Jack smiled awkwardly, thinking that it would be better to confirm it again.

"It can't be helped. The previous ones were too cheap. Of course, it would cost a lot to exchange all of them for the best ones." The staff member curled his lips and returned the application form to him. "If you find it expensive, you can choose other ones or not."

... "" Jack took the application form and looked at it more seriously this time. Yan Xuan. ___ selected the best gravestones and the best gravestones to ensure daily cleaning and writing within a year. He also wrote in the special requirement column: Send a bunch of daisies every day.

Relationship?

Looking up, Jack's heart skipped a beat when he saw the name of the deceased. Only then did he recall the warmth of not long after he died, as well as the extraordinary relationship between Yan Xuan and love...

Yes, yes, yes! How could he forget about this! No wonder. If that was the case, he would have understood all the questions.

"Cough cough, I'll give you... IOU..." As he was thinking, a piece of paper suddenly appeared in front of him. It was clearly written on it, but the number was not 96,800. Instead, it was 10,000. It was agreed that the interest rate of the bank would be calculated based on the daily interest rate of the bank.

"Ray..." In this way, Jack felt a little embarrassed. When Yan Xuan helped his brother back then, he was not as hesitant and hesitant as he was.

"Cough, cough, cough, what should be done... Take it..." Yan Xuan gave him the promissory note. As if he could not stand, he staggered back to the bench and sat down. He looked like he could faint at any time. Jack did not dare to dawdle any longer.

"Brush your card!" After handing the card to the staff member, Jack did not hesitate to lose the password.

"Sigh, I know this singer too. He was so popular when he was famous. He died in such a miserable way. Although he was buried during the ceremony, he used the cheapest and the worst. This wasn't much different from being left alone, right? Fortunately, a person with a conscience has come. Why didn't he come earlier... " The staff member sighed as he received the money and sent the invoice.

... "" Jack could not help but feel sad when he heard that. He turned his head and looked at Yan Xuan, who was coughing non-stop.

He did not manage to see the last time, he did not manage to make it to the funeral. When he returned, he saw a simple cemetery, and he saw the miserable state of the deceased. That guy must be feeling really bad in his heart.