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    Chapter 9

    In the next two days, Song Ran was too busy and worked overtime on Saturday, so he had no time to return the rope.  And Li Zan didn't call to urge him, maybe he was more busy.

    On Sunday morning, when Song Ran was sorting out books at home, he suddenly remembered this and pulled out the small note.  She leaned against the wooden window on the second floor, hesitating slightly: after returning the rope.

    But she couldn't think of anything else to do, so she could only take out her mobile phone. When the wind blew, she let go without noticing.  The little white note flew up in the wind, swirling in the air like a white butterfly, fell to the gardenia tree and hid itself as a flower.

    Song Ran immediately ran downstairs and looked up under the tree. There were green leaves and white flowers, but the shadow of the note was nowhere to be seen.

    There was a car noise outside.  A van parked outside the courtyard gate, and two or three workers got out. They were the construction team that had been appointed to add a moisture-proof layer to the house.

    We agreed to arrive at nine o'clock, and we won't miss a minute.

    Before Lao Li retired, he worked as a construction quality inspector. He had been exposed to wind and sun for a long time, and his skin color was darker than that of ordinary people.  But he has a good appearance, and it can be vaguely seen that he was a handsome man when he was young.

    He was quick and experienced. He walked into the house and looked around, touched the corners of the floor and walls, and quickly came up with several construction plans.  The time consumption, advantages and disadvantages are clearly analyzed.  Finally, I would like to recommend a cost-effective option to Song Ran, which can get things done in one day.

    After Song Ran took it, Lao Li and three workers moved the furniture away and used a machine to pry the cement floor.

    Soon the entire floor was lifted, revealing the damp bricks and soil underneath.  They work very quickly and are not lazy at all.  Song Ran had a good impression of them.

    The construction noise was so loud that she couldn¡¯t read a book, so she simply sat aside and watched them mix the gravel.

    "Uncle, what is that?" she asked him, pointing to a roll of black stuff.

    "Waterproof membrane." Lao Li didn't say much, but he started talking when he talked about work. "The terrain on Beimen Street is low and the moisture is heavy. I'm afraid the cement mortar is not enough, so I need to add a layer of membrane. Inside the exterior wall  I¡¯ll also double-proof the wall¡¯s feet against moisture, so it won¡¯t get wet next time during the rainy season.¡±

    "Oh." Song Ran sat on the steps, holding her chin and asked, "Uncle, Grandma Wang said you are from Jiangcheng, why did you come to Liangcheng?"

    Lao Li wiped the sweat from his head and said with a smile, "My son is over here."

    At this time, a worker interrupted: "Uncle Li's son is really awesome. Miss Song, you can't guess what he does for a living."

    Song Ran became interested: "What do you do?"

    "The elites in the army who are responsible for bomb disposal and explosive disposal. They are trained by the country. The Imperial City Military Region has always wanted to poach them, but the Jiangcheng Military Region refused to let them go."

    Song Ran: "So powerful?!"

    "That's right. When you are only twenty-three, you have achieved several second-class meritorious services. You will be a good candidate for a high-ranking official in the army in the future. Tsk, Lao Li is going to be blessed."

    Lao Li smiled so hard that his eyes rolled up and he waved his hand: "There are many powerful young people nowadays, don't let Miss Song see the joke."

    "Uncle, you are too humble." Song Ran said, "You must be good at educating children."

    "It's not like we have to teach it, it's all innate."

    At about five o¡¯clock in the afternoon, the moisture-proof layer was completed and the floor was re-paved. It was smooth and without any flaws.

    Lao Li said that the cement floor will be completely dry in five or six hours.  In the evening, his workers would come over to polish and maintain it, and it would be fine if they kept it for a few days.

    After the construction team left, Song Ran remembered to look for the note, and searched for a long time to no avail.  She couldn't help but suspect that the note might have been driven into the cement and into the floor.

    There is no other way but to wait for Li Zan to contact her to ask for the rope.

    The next day is Monday.

    Liangcheng TV¡¯s ¡°The Frontline¡± was temporarily offline two months after it was aired.

    More than sixty days after the war began, the war in the East Kingdom has entered a stalemate, and social attention has dropped significantly.  The battle is going on endlessly, but if there is any energy, the audience will turn their attention to the stock market.  The stock market has been doing well recently, and the money I throw into it has doubled. Even the aunties selling vegetables in the streets are talking about finance.

    Every major TV station has opened columns to broadcast stock market analysis, and Liangcheng TV is no exception, adding a special financial section.  After "War" was offline, the attached "Before the War - Eastern Kingdom" also finished its last episode.

    On the day after the broadcast, colleagues gathered in the office to discuss stocks. Song Ran sat in front of the computer and checked the official WeChat account of "Before the War: Eastern Kingdom".

    Today¡¯s last issue, netizens left many messages, praising the behind-the-scenes staff for their careful production, and thanking the reporters for their true presentation.

    Song Ran looked through them one by one.

    "Ranran, do you want to buy stocks?"bsp; Shen Bei picked it up, looked at it, handed it to her, and said casually: "Your rope is the same as my boyfriend's."

    Song Ran felt a thump in her heart and felt faintly panicked, but she felt that it couldn't be such a coincidence.

    Back to the private room, the hot pot and various dishes were served, just waiting for Shen Bei's boyfriend to arrive.

    Song Ran sat there, feeling increasingly uneasy.

    Before the hot pot was boiling, Shen Bei suddenly stretched her neck, her eyes lit up, she straightened up and waved towards the door of the box: "Here!"

    Song Ran turned around with everyone, and the moment she saw him, her heart dropped to the core, as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water over her head.

    Li Zan walked in, the corners of his mouth curled into a slightly curved polite arc, he nodded to everyone, and said, "Sorry, I'm late."

    He walked to Shen Bei and sat down.

    Shen Bei smiled and said: "It's not too late. The time is just right." She said and handed the hot towel to him.

    Li Zan took the towel and wiped his hands with his lips still slightly pursed. He seemed a little quiet because he was not used to a table full of strangers.  He wiped his fingers and glanced around the people on the table, and then he saw Song Ran sitting diagonally opposite.

    He lightly curved his lips at her, nodded slightly to say hello, and then looked away.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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