Xiao Li wanted to send Manager Wang back, but Liu Qin wisely lied and said that he had already taken a taxi online and watched the two of them leave in the car.

Before leaving, he saw the look on Manager Wang's face. He was obviously very satisfied with his performance tonight. A promotion was a certainty. This result somewhat gave Liu Qin an excuse to comfort himself.

He walked to the roadside alone. The night breeze was slightly cool, but his skin was extremely hot and his whole body was soft. He had to lean on a telephone pole to stand.

Suddenly, Liu Qin felt nauseated and quickly bent over and vomited.

He was already prepared, carrying a bottle of mineral water in his hand and a pack of tissues in his trouser pocket.

But still vomiting in a mess.

The fingers of the palm attached to the telephone pole were tight and tight. Liu Qin struggled for a while before slowly straightening up.

Several notification sounds popped up on his phone, which were messages from his girlfriend, but he was dizzy at the moment and really didn't want to reply in this state, so he hastily crossed out the message bar.

After walking along the roadside for a while, Liu Qin felt more awake. He was thinking about taking a taxi back, but suddenly his vision went dark and his gait staggered. He wanted to walk forward, but he stepped to the right.

A strong feeling of nausea and drowsiness rushed into his brain, and he quickly shivered and sat on the ground near the bus stop sign.

Sure enough, I still drank too much...

Liu Qin almost couldn't hold on to the phone. He called out the phone's smart assistant in a hoarse voice and asked it to search for the nearest pharmacy.

The good news is that the pharmacy is very close, less than a hundred meters away; the bad news is that he can't move at all.

Liu Qin frowned in pain, fighting with himself, trying to move, but in vain. He couldn't even feel the footsteps, and didn't react until someone squatted in front of him.

"...?" Liu Qin looked up with drooped eyelids.

She is a little girl in school uniform.

"Uh, are you okay?" she asked.

"It's not very good..." Liu Qin gritted his teeth and changed his posture, "Can you help me go to the drugstore over there to buy..."

He took a breath before continuing to speak, his voice was completely hoarse:

"Buy, vitamin C, vitamin C for injection."

Then he said with difficulty: "Just say... someone has acute... alcohol poisoning and can't move..."

"Ah? Oh! You, wait!"

The little girl who looked like a student looked around, quickly saw the location of the pharmacy, and ran away.

After a while, not only did she come back running, but she was also followed by a pharmacy employee in a white coat.

"Oh, another social worker."

Unlike the girl who was panicking, the pharmacy staff was much calmer and gave Liu Qin a shot.

"Thank you, thank you."

This thing works quickly. Liu Qin was panting and his vision was still a little blurry, but he was finally able to see people's faces clearly.

"Go for gastric lavage." The pharmacy staff looked at him and shook his head.

"Well, here we go."

Liu Qin learned a lot of wine table tips from his senior, Lao Zhao, and it really saved his life tonight.

"Thank you."

After he paid the money at the pharmacy staff, he turned to look at the kind little girl.

"No, it's okay."

The girl's toes scratched the ground awkwardly, pulled the hem of her school uniform and ran away.

Liu Qin also quickly got into a taxi heading to the hospital.

……

His hard work paid off. Liu Qin learned from Manager Wang that he would be promoted next month. Taking advantage of his boss's good mood, he successfully took a half-day off and bought a shared car on a working day afternoon while carrying his commuting bag.

Cycling to the destination.

He has been struggling with this matter for half a month. When he took the first shift, he thought that the Civic Center had an on-site queue to get a number. After arriving at the place, he discovered that he needed to make an online reservation three days in advance, and there were already queues in the morning and afternoon of that day.

When it is full, even filling in a temporary form and making an appointment will not work, and the taxes that were originally to be paid will have to be put on hold.

Then again, Liu Qin brought money and materials to the lobby of the Civic Center, but he caught up with the employee who was reviewing the materials. He waited in front of the window for more than 40 minutes, waiting for the next staff member to arrive.

I just learned that there are still several documents that need to be copied.

There was too much queue at the self-service copy machine in the lobby, so Liu Qin could only run to the nearest copy shop in a hurry. However, when he came back, there was already the next person sitting in front of the window to handle the matter. That person's tax payment was more complicated and very complicated.

To issue separate certificates for the house and the car, there were more procedures and processes to go through, and Liu Qin was exhausted from waiting.

Finally it was his turn. After submitting the materials, the staff suddenly discovered that he was missing an official invoice. That thing was supposed to be issued by a real estate developer, but the developer Liu Qin was looking for had repeatedly promised an electronic invoice.

I was able to apply for the certificate smoothly, so I didn’t think about it.

It was a lot, but the office staff insisted that he submit a paper version of the stamped invoice. It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon. Liu Qin quickly contacted the developer and took a taxi to pick it up. However, when he went back after picking up the invoice, he ran into a traffic jam. When he got off the car, he ran into a traffic jam.

All I saw was a closed door.

Loan contracts, mortgage contracts, real estate registration applications, bank power of attorney... countless documents and materials, countless processes. For more than two weeks, Liu Qin has been running back and forth intermittently between developers, property developers, civic centers and banks.

The most troublesome time during this period was when he was almost done with the process and was suddenly told that he was in the wrong place. This was the Administrative Approval Bureau of Area A. Although his house was located in Area A, it was actually managed by the Approval Bureau of Area B.

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So Liu Qin could only ask the staff to transfer the data online, and he had to wait for another five working days.

This afternoon, he finally came out of the Administrative Approval Bureau. He took a long breath, touched the certificate again and again, and then solemnly stuffed it into his inner pocket.

Liu Qin walked to the nearest bus stop, thinking about how to edit a message to tell his girlfriend about the surprise. He was thinking about something in his mind, looking at his phone, and caught the sound of an electric car in his ears, so he went there without thinking.

Take a step back.

He thought he was giving way - but he forgot that the bus station here is divided into front and rear. There is a small road between the front platform and the back platform, which is a dedicated lane for bicycles and electric vehicles.

Boom!

Liu Qin's calf hurt and he knelt forward on the edge of the platform which was slightly higher than the ground. From the corner of his eye, he saw something falling to pieces. It turned out that it was a takeaway truck that was in a hurry.

"I am *you*!"

The delivery boy in work clothes threw the several bags of takeout to the ground and cursed loudly.

Liu Qin breathed heavily. He nodded slowly without saying anything back. In just a few minutes, he was greeted with extremely vulgar and dirty words to his eighteen generations of ancestors and all the female relatives he could think of. In the end, he had enough.

The delivery boy cursed and put away the things, cursed him to be hit by a car as soon as possible, then got on the car and drove away.

"..."

Liu Qin breathed a sigh of relief. He knew in his heart that the delivery person was in a hurry than him. Since he would not pester or extort money, he could just scold him. It was not like he had never been scolded in the company.

He stood up, hissed, rolled up his trousers and took a look. It turned out that the kneeling he had just been hit had broken his knee, and the flesh and blood were bloody, and it stuck to his trousers and became a mess.

Fortunately, the bus stopped not far away in less than two minutes, and Liu Qin limped onto the bus.

The car was bumpy and it was the rush hour after get off work. Everyone was crowded together. It was not easy to find a place to hold your hands. The smell of various perfumes and sweat rushed into the nose. Liu Qin had long been used to it. First of all, His reaction was to first put his cell phone into his arms, and then hug his commute bag tightly to his chest.

People were crowded, swaying back and forth. After a few stops, someone got off the car. Those who were still in the car took a brief breath. Liu Qin changed to a slightly more comfortable position and held the handle above. Suddenly he saw the partition on the left.

The man with two or three people is holding his mobile phone, and the page stays on the shooting.

He then looked around - the man was facing a woman sitting on the seat. The woman was wearing heavy makeup and a mask, her head was leaning against the window, the left half of her face was a little swollen, and her eyes were closed.

She was obviously so tired that she fell asleep. But none of this is important. What is important is that her top is very thin and has a low collar. The ravines and white snow are clearly exposed. This is also the target of men's candid photos.

Liu Qin clicked his tongue and took advantage of the moment when the bus stopped suddenly in front of the traffic light and slammed into it, knocking the man and several people between them to stagger. The cell phone of the secretly filming man was knocked out.

It fell to the ground with a "plop" and quickly slipped to nowhere.

"There is a thief! Please pay attention to your things!"

Liu Qin shouted.

This shout woke up the sleeping woman and made the man filming the scene look panicked.

He shamelessly told the driver that his phone was stolen. A well-meaning person said he would stop the car and look for it, but he was loudly rejected by more people who were rushing to commute home. There was a commotion in the car, and finally there was a backlash.

People in the audience discovered the cell phone of the secretly photographed man, and found that his page was stuck on the photo shoot. The man immediately received a wave of indignant curses from passers-by, and was supervised by the grumpy old man on the side to delete the photos.

"Well, be careful."

When they arrived at the station, Liu Qinlin said to the woman before getting off the bus.

The woman was stunned and gave him a grateful smile.

Liu Qin limped out of the car and almost missed the step. He walked several steps in embarrassment and pain before finally heaving a sigh of relief.

After standing on the bus for so long, he couldn't bear the pain, so he sat down on the bench at the bus stop. Only then did he take out his mobile phone and wanted to finish editing the messages he had not sent before.

Liu Qin clicked on Feixun and saw that the red dot on the top of his girlfriend's message bar was marked with two digits as usual. He couldn't help but feel a little guilty and quickly clicked on it, thinking that this time he would finally have time to reply to her message.

……

[Wild Grass Manman]: I'm sorry, I can't bear it anymore, let's break up

[Wild Grass Manman]: I know that your career is on the rise now. I know that. I also know that you work very hard, tired and busy. You have to work overtime every day. You have always said that working hard now is for a better life in the future.
To be continued...