eurekapd Chapter 116 Only Success
Chapter 116 Only Success
"What's going on?" Brother Wang stood in front of her with a frown, looking down at her exposed slender limbs.
"I accidentally fell." Anjiu put down his trouser legs and stood up with the help of the wall. His vest and underwear were tightly attached to his body, and there was not even a rise and fall in front or behind.
Brother Wang suddenly felt that she was more like a man than himself...
"Put on your clothes, stop talking nonsense, and follow me."
He walked to another elevator that required an identification code, and after scanning the virtual watch, the elevator arrived in an instant.
"Don't touch anything." He turned back to warn and stepped into the elevator.
Unlike the iron-barred elevator that is windy on all sides, this one is safe and bright, just like the high-rise elevators in the Anshuhara world.
Even the display screen for swiping the identification code is almost the same.
Anjiu lost interest and behaved in a way that suited his status, half lowering his head and remaining silent.
Brother Wang pressed the 20 button and the elevator descended silently.
"In a moment," he suddenly spoke in a tense voice amidst the silence, "When you get there, knock on the door and say you are the one sent to deliver oil to him. No matter what method you use, as long as you can coax him to open the door, you must succeed and you are not allowed to fail!"
He paused, feeling that his words were a little stiff, so he softened his tone and asked Anjiu to stretch out his hand.
"Thank you for your hard work today. I'll transfer tonight's overtime pay to you."
Anjiu’s virtual watch shows: income 50 contribution value.
"Brother Wang, that's too much."
"Just follow my instructions. There will be other things waiting for you after you succeed."
He stretched out his hand to pat Anjiu's shoulder, but he raised it into the air and then pulled it back.
An Jiu pretended not to see it and responded softly: "I know."
The elevator stopped and the doors slid open with a ding.
Brother Wang took a deep breath and said, "Let's go."
Although it was night, the 20th floor was still brightly lit, and residents could be seen sitting on benches to rest everywhere on the street.
When they saw Anjiu wearing the iconic sixth-class citizen's clothes, they all widened their eyes in disbelief.
Then he noticed that she was timidly following a man, and he showed a very complicated expression.
As if to say: So that's how it is! Really... I don't know how to behave!
The two walked forward until they reached a door and stopped.
"It's here, go ahead." Brother Wang seemed to be homesick. After giving Anjiu and four bottles of oil, he walked away and hid behind a corner.
Anjiu held the oil bottle in his clothes so that he wouldn't have to knock on the door with his hands free.
At the urging of Brother Wang's eyes, she raised her hand and knocked.
The first time, no one answered.
The second time, still no one responded.
At this time, Brother Wang could no longer hide. He gripped the wall with his fingers, wishing he could kick the door open and go in.
"Knock, knock again!"
The third time, a voice finally came from inside.
"Who?"
The voice was extremely hoarse, like someone had woken him up.
An Jiu held the oil bottle and said, "I'm here to give you something. Can you come out and get it?"
"..." The person inside was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm no longer an administrator. Who asked you to come?"
"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you mean. I'm only responsible for delivering the things to you. If it's convenient, please open the door and I'll leave after putting the things down."
Time passed little by little, Anjiu was patient and didn't urge him anymore.
However, Brother Wang at the back was anxiously banging on the wall, making a loud rustling sound.
After a while, there were sounds of dragging footsteps in the room and someone was approaching.
The door opened.
Anjiu looked at the figure that appeared behind him and consciously did not look up.
"Please put it away."
She pushed the oil bottle forward.
"Oil? You gave it to the wrong person. Take it back. I can't accept it." The owner of the room covered his lips and coughed. His voice was weak and it was obvious that he was sick.
Seeing that he was about to close the door, Anjiu took a step forward.
"I don't understand what you're saying. I only know that I need to send the things here. Maybe you can accept them first. If there is a mistake, someone will come to look for it later."
His heavy breathing, caused by illness, could be heard above my head.
"...Come in." He turned and walked into the house, "Just put it on the cabinet over there."
At this time, Anjiu noticed some movement behind him and knew that it was Brother Wang who took action, so he moved to the side to avoid being pushed down and injured.
Sick people have slow reactions, and by the time the homeowner realizes something is wrong, the other person has already been embraced by the patient.
"You are really sick! Have you taken medicine? Why don't you come to see me?" Brother Wang's eyes were bloodshot, and he reached out his hand forcefully to measure the other person's temperature.
When he touched a hot area, a cry of pain broke out of his throat. Regardless of the other person's resistance, he forcibly carried the person to see a doctor.
"Song Haizhi! I just did something wrong again, why do you have to humiliate yourself like this?!"
Song Haizhi was dizzy from being shaken by him, and became even more angry when he heard these words. He clenched his fist and punched that person in the face.
"Get away from me, don't bother me anymore, I feel sick just by looking at you!"
It seemed like he used a lot of strength, but in fact it was so light that his wrist even went limp when he touched Brother Wang, and he ended up losing his strength.
Song Haizhi suddenly felt depressed, and his disgust made him struggle harder, and Brother Wang could hardly control himself.
He was kicked in the vitals by mistake, and his face immediately turned red and he was in excruciating pain. He got angry, threw the man directly onto the bed, took off his shirt, clamped his wrists, and tied him up forcibly.
After Song Haizhi recovered, he saw that he couldn't struggle free, so he started cursing.
Seeing that something inappropriate for children was about to happen, An Jiu walked in quietly and placed four bottles of oil on the counter.
Song Haizhi saw it out of the corner of his eye and scolded her as well.
An Jiu buried her head deeper, and her hair completely blocked her face.
Only then did Brother Wang notice that Anjiu was still at the scene. After fixing one of Song Haizhi's legs, he walked over and drove Anjiu out.
"You can go back."
An Jiu said before he closed the door: "Brother Wang, I can't take the elevator. I have to scan the code."
"…Stretch out your hand." Brother Wang authorized her a one-time pass, "Don't tell anyone about what happened tonight, got it?"
Anjiu nodded obediently.
"Go."
Brother Wang closed the door, and the cursing conversation started again from inside.
Anjiu turned and left, with no intention of finding out, and just walked out of the surveillance range.
After scanning the code, I walked into the elevator. The highest floor it could reach was only the 30th floor, so I needed to change elevators in the middle.
She closed her eyes and leaned against the iron fence that was leaking air on all sides. She actually felt that this kind of elevator made her feel comfortable. When she took it for the first time, she was so scared that the bottom would suddenly crack and she would fall out.
She found it funny, but also felt that she was very adaptable.
The elevator finally stopped on the 48th floor. Compared with the 20th floor, there was really a world of difference, which could be seen just from the small lights on the platform.
It was so dark that I couldn't even see the road.
Anjiu jumped out of the elevator and ran towards home.
She hasn't been back for such a long time, my grandmother must be very worried.