R.I.J.H.S.C: THE STRONGEST BLACK BELLY BUSINESSWOMAN

Chapter 11- 20

Chapter 11: Future phone (2)

Wei Sheng lay on his back on the small bed, sighed deeply, this nightmare past...

This time, she will not let this piece of history repeat itself.

After waking up, his mother Yang Lichun had already cooked the food. The food was packaged back in the restaurant yesterday. Because everyone didn't want to use chopsticks, most of the dishes were not eaten a few bites. Yang Lichun was reluctant to waste it like this, so naturally he would pack it back.

This morning, she heated up the leftovers. As soon as Wei Sheng opened the door of the room, he smelled the scent of vegetables, and his stomach groaned.

After feasting on breakfast, Yang Lichun went out.

Nowadays, barbershops are also called hair salons. Although it is National Day, private small hair salons will not give you a holiday, and I heard from my mother that there are more people who come for haircuts during the festival, and it is estimated that they will be busy until late.

Because the family situation can only be regarded as barely mixing food and clothing, even if the mother has the craft, she does not have the funds to open her own hair salon. She has been doing a lot of work for the hair salon.

Although the hair salon is extremely profitable, the workers in Hutai County will not be paid too much. After all, most people's wages for work are only a few hundred yuan.

After Yang Lichun left, Wei Sheng took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

There are only a few numbers in Wei Sheng's mobile phone, which shows the relationship between this person.

This person is Yang Jiajia, the woman she had been with when she transferred to Chaonan No. 1 Middle School.

Yang Jiajia is enthusiastic, kind and helpful. She is a female white-collar worker in a multinational company. The company is located in Beijing, and the hospital where Wei Sheng's mother lives is also in Beijing.

Wei Sheng has never been in contact with Yang Jiajia over the years. It can be said that she is the only woman she can call her a bestie. Now that she is deeply trapped more than ten years ago, she can only ask Yang Jiajia to take care of her mother.

"Hello? Who?" Yang Jiajia's voice seemed to be sleeping.

Although Wei Sheng saved her number, he has never called her since changing this number.

"It's me, Wei Sheng." Wei Sheng tried to keep his voice as deep as possible, because his voice was really tender at this moment.

Perhaps the voice on the phone is always somewhat different, and Wei Sheng can lower his voice, or Yang Jiajia is a little anxious at the moment, so it doesn't seem to be heard.

"Wei Sheng? Wei Sheng! I thought you were dead! Why did you call me so long! I read the news, and you were sent back to China? Where are you now?" Yang Jiajia's voice became anxious.

"I... okay." Wei Sheng decided to conceal his bizarre experience for the time being, "It's just... I'm in a far away place, and may not be able to go back for a while. All I can think of is you. Help me. Take care of my mother."

Yang Jiajia hurriedly said, "You still need to talk about it? I go to the hospital to visit my aunt every day after get off work. When can you come back?"

Wei Sheng thought for a while, and said in a sorrowful heart, "I used my mother's name to apply for a bank card with some money in it. The bank card is under the fake flower pot on my balcony. You can ask my mother for the key and password. It's my mother's birthday. The money should be enough for the next hospitalization expenses. If you run out of it, tell me again. I will ask my friend to call you some...