Gaining A Husband After a Memory Loss

Shang Jing was lying on the shabby bed, and saw the text message.

Large package!

Could it be the piano he shipped back from America!

Shangjing, who was worried that he didn't have a piano to practice, got up from the bed with a carp. This must be true!

No money, no unknown links, no unsubscribe response, T screening IQ, and simply let him go to the customs to pick up the package! Will customs still lie to him?

Shang Jing was about to go out, when he pulled the door, the iron door slammed and slanted halfway.

He had no choice but to hold on to the iron door and call the landlord's uncle to ask someone to repair it.

The landlord came up with a toolbox. He was a woodworker when he was young, and he could repair most of the appliances in the house by himself.

"Little businessman, help hold the door."

When the landlord finished repairing the door slowly, Shang Jing's palm was full of rust, and the landlord said to fix the windows for him to prevent the wind from blowing in through the cracks at night.

"Your quilt doesn't keep warm at first glance. You have to turn on the air conditioner at night."

The landlord lived alone and climbed up and down to repair things. Shangjing was not at ease, so he didn't go out and worked for the landlord for an afternoon.

"Why do you have so little?"

Shang Jing said nonsense: "Express delivery tomorrow."

Let's pick up the package tomorrow, and buy daily necessities today.

"Uncle, which market is cheaper?"

The landlord pushed the reading glasses, "Did you run away from home?"

He looks and dresses like a rich man, buys a quilt and spends his time in bed, doesn't look for a job or contacts.

Shang Jing: "...That's right."

The landlord was keen-eyed, and at first glance, he felt that he lived for a short time, and said: "I have a broom downstairs, you don't need to buy it, don't waste your money, and you won't be able to take it with you in the future."

Shangjing went to the market mentioned by the landlord. He first bought a kettle, toothbrush, quilt, cotton mop, etc., and spent two hundred yuan. He passed by a kitchenware store. Shangjing hesitated between cooking and going out to eat.

Eating out is expensive, but he can't cook.

Forget it, think about it in a few days.

After he went out, he entered an unbranded men's clothing store, glanced at the tag price, and slipped away before the shopping guide came.

It turns out that the clothes are so expensive. It starts at five or six hundred at a glance. He intends to buy three sets inside and out. Wouldn't it cost four or five thousand.

Shang Jing seriously considered the possibility of going to He Jiang's house to steal clothes.

The probability is zero.

He could go there while He Jiang was not at home, but he couldn't avoid the security of the community.

Shang Jing walked back with the bag, not even taking the bus.

As he walked, he checked his financial situation. There were still six thousand seven in WeChat. If he could last for a while, he still had to find a job, rent a piano, and save for tuition fees.

In addition to the deposit, he also owed 10,000 yuan and owed Zhuang Qin money.

I owe He Jiang more.

He Jiang used to say that they are the relationship between the landlord and the tenant, and he cooks and wipes the floor to pay the rent.

But for so long, Shangjing has not done a single housework.

He is not He Jiang's wife, so he should pay the rent.

And He Jiang bought him clothes from a cloakroom, which added up to a huge sum of money.

Shang Jing thought cheekily, he didn't pay back any of these. Anyway, he didn't plan to pay for the variety show, so he gave it all to He Jiang, as offset.

Variety shows are on He Jiang's honor. If he throws away the status of He Jiang's wife, what qualifications does he have to receive a high price?

Shang Jing suddenly remembered that he had enthusiastically made a husband and wife variety show plan and put it on He Jiang's desk.

The next day, He Jiang suspected that he was going to the park to sell medicines without a license, so he mentioned that he had read the plan.

In other words, He Jiang originally planned to pretend that he had never seen it before, because he was afraid that he would do something illegal and make money, so he had no choice but to agree.

Some people were so embarrassed that they suffocated when they walked, and Shang Jing had to sit on the long stone bench by the roadside and slowly.

She wants to live together, she calls Dad He for no reason, asks He Jiang to make an official announcement, go to variety shows, meet her parents, hold a wedding...

This series of operations was like bowing and digging a hole continuously, the soil on both sides piled higher and higher, and finally fell down and buried him.

Before thinking about every aspect of advancing the relationship, He Jiang more or less expressed refusal.

For example, unwillingness to live together, such as once wanting to drive him away, such as discussing postponing the wedding...

Shang Jing tried to sort out He Jiang's psychological process, which is probably as follows:

Seeing that he was injured and kept for a few days--he can't be driven away after he is injured, forget it and find a nanny--nanny can't do anything, forget it, just don't be a demon--Gradually figure out a way to deal with Xiao Zuo-Xiao Zuo It's pretty cute after looking at it for a long time.

He Jiang's bottom line was lowered step by step, corresponding to his ignorance and fearlessness.

Obviously, He Jiang didn't know that he really regarded him as her husband at first, he simply thought he was acting like a coquette. It was not until his memory loss was exposed that He Jiang faced the problem.

But it was too late to correct it at this time, it was difficult to ride a tiger.

Shang Jing lowered his eyelashes and pinched his nails awkwardly. If he told He Jiangming that he had lost his memory in the hospital, He Jiang would definitely expose the illusion created by the diary without mercy.

He used to think that he was smart, but he was completely confused.

Shang Jing recalled their relationship three years ago. If they were in love, why did they break up?

There must be some irreconcilable contradiction.

He Jiang is an honest person and will not cheat.

He father and mother are very good people, and there will be no family resistance.

So what else?

Shang Jing's mood is down, although he can't remember it, but it must be a super scary reason, and he can't handle it again.

He shouldn't pester He Jiang anymore until he can handle it.

...

The people in He Jiang's studio were all waiting outside the Customs in S City, and He Jiang was waiting at the gate in a car that Shang Jing had never seen before.

Lin Lin entered the office and waited.

Cai Minmin was at the opposite intersection.

Xiaobei was wandering in a convenience store fifty meters away.

The owner of the convenience store gave Xiaobei a sausage, and asked very understandingly, "Plainclothes? Is someone wrapping the drug? Are you planning to arrest someone?"

Xiaobei: "...Uncle, you think too much."

He Jiang was afraid that he would not be able to find a parking spot when he was chasing his wife, so he specially called Dad He's driver and bodyguard to help.

At half past one he was at the door, and at half past two, Shang Jing was not seen coming.

He Jiang gradually became irritable. According to his understanding of Shangjing, he couldn't wait to open the blind box because he had no money. Can he wait for the next day?

Won't something happen?

He Jiang: "Give him a sales call."

The driver hurriedly used his mobile phone to turn on the hands-free dial, and after two rings, the other party picked up.

The driver was the first to speak: "Hello sir, Garden Road Louwang is open for sale, pay the deposit today, and enjoy a discount of 100 per square meter with a 10% discount..."

A crisp voice sounded over there, with a slight apology, "I can't afford it."

The driver breathed a sigh of relief, if it didn't work, the eldest young master could lift the roof off the car.

He Jiang listened to Shang Jing's voice, and was angry and funny in her heart, so she restrained herself and didn't grab the phone.

He waited patiently until 3:30, and the Shang dog was still missing. He asked the bodyguard to continue calling Shang Jing.

"Hello sir, Jiefang Road Jinhui shopping mall is grandly opened. From the 11th to the 19th, the consumption is over 500 minus 200, and it is universal."

Shang Jing: "Five minus two?!"

The bodyguard immediately looked at He Jiang, Mr. Shang seemed very interested, why not change the location to a shopping mall?

Just as He Jiang was about to agree, she thought that the shopping mall was too crowded and inconvenient, so she shook her head.

Bodyguard: "Yes, you can get 200 shopping gold when you spend 500 yuan. It will be distributed in the form of a single five yuan, forty pieces in total."

Routine! Let’s talk about a discount of 200. When customers are interested, they will change their words and say that they will send 200 coupons.

Shang Jing let out an "oh" and hung up the phone in disinterest. Forty pieces of five yuan, which meant that he had to go 40 times, and each bus fare was more than five yuan.

He has no money and cannot afford shopping. If the supermarket is directly full of 500 minus 200, he will only consider stocking up.

In this world full of routines, it is still a state agency such as customs.

In the afternoon, Shangjing received five sales calls, four of which were from the landlord. He asked the old landlord strangely, "Can't we sell the house in the market?"

The landlord's old man: "Who said that, you have to queue up for lottery!"

"Oh." Shang Jing thought to himself, such a hot sale, the salesman is still working so hard, the KPI pressure is too great.

Landlord: "There are too many sales calls at the end of the year, so ignore him."

Shang Jing wanted to set up a whitelist, but thought that he has amnesia now, in case there is an important matter to find him.

It was getting dark, and He Jiang's studio ended work and returned empty-handed.

Xiaobei and Cai Minmin didn't dare to say a word, the boss's face was so dark that it looked like he was digging coal.

He Jiang was sure that Shang Jing was safe, but he was not as angry as he was at the beginning. His face was ashen because of the sales calls to Shang Jing.

Strangers can talk to his wife, only he can't speak out for fear of being recognized.

When the business puppy is caught, I won't have to make a few more phone calls...

He Jiang: "It's been hard work today, you rest early, Master Zhou, take me to Liming Building."

A friend of He Jiang started a company in Liming Building. Because of business needs, there are many telephones for sales promotion and a complete set of speech synthesis equipment.

The salesmen were all off work. He Jiang occupied the 100-square-meter studio by himself, grabbed a phone, and dialed a series of numbers with the voice changer that "makes the voice sweeter".

It's getting dark. Has the business dog eaten? Is there a place to sleep?

He Jiang: "Hello sir, during the peak delivery period, the delivery business on the big platform is busy. You can call this number to order food. During the business promotion period, each order will only be delivered at 9:9, half an hour."

He Jiang's pure pronunciation has been processed by a voice changer and turned into a sweet and elegant urban female voice.

He held his breath and listened to the movement on the side of Shangjing, like the sound of tearing open the instant noodle bucket and brewing noodles.

His temples were throbbing, and the business puppy wouldn't be in a train station where he used free hot water to make instant noodles, right?

Can this thing be eaten?

Shang Jing asked in surprise: "9.9, is it a delivery fee or a meal?"

He Jiang said calmly, "Braised chicken leg rice, fish-flavored pork shredded rice... Only 9.9, no delivery fee."

The instant noodles in Shangjing's hands suddenly became fragrant. He licked his lips, "How long have you been promoting this business?"

He Jiang sneered, why, still want to stay home for ten days and a half?

He said, "Half a month."

Shang Jing: "Then let me think about it."

He Jiang persevered and persuaded: "You can place an order on the applet now."

Shang Jing: "Sorry, I have something to eat tonight."

He Jiang put the words "Do you just eat instant noodles" back in his throat, hung up the phone, waited patiently for ten minutes, and changed to a landline.

"This is a royal rental agency, who can see the house 24 hours a day, and move in with a bag on the same day..."

Shang Jing: "Thank you, I have rented a house..."

He Jiang: "Okay, please lock the doors and windows at night. I wish you a happy life."

He Jiang clenched the phone tightly, feeling relieved that Shang Jing didn't turn into a stray puppy, and at the same time itching his teeth with anger at his quick move to rent a house.

After confirming that he had food and a place to live, He Jiang was half-hearted. He stayed in the building until after ten o'clock that day, and was about to sleep at Shangjing, and finally made a harassing phone call to confirm his safety.

Shang Jing stared at the phone in a daze, thinking a little dumbfounded, He Jiang was right, the information leak is serious now.

These people actually knew that he had just returned to China and had housing needs. As soon as the machine was turned on today, they bombed him to buy a house and rent a house.

That night, Shang Jing had difficulty falling asleep in his new home and had a dream.

He dreamed that he was participating in the sports meeting, and during the entrance ceremony, the radio broadcast in a sonorous loop: "Now we are coming to the social death phalanx led by Shang Jing. In the past 60 days, he and Zhuang Qin have worked closely together. , cooperated and created one after another miracle of social death that attracted worldwide attention..."

He Jiang sat on the rostrum and looked down with a half-smile.

The business scene woke up on the spot.

He picked up his mobile phone and looked at it. At 6:50, he took almost two bus and subway trips, and he could reach the customs at 9:30.

9:40am.

Shang Jing appeared at the customs gate wearing a large mask.

A uniformed person asked Shangjing, "What are you doing here?"

Shangjing: "Customs clearance..."

The staff took out the electronic equipment: "report the last four digits of the mobile phone number."

Business View: "7702."

Staff: "Two packages from the United States, please, please come with me."

Shang Jing was taken to a logistics point outside, and saw a box that was nailed with wooden planks, which looked like a piano in size, and a bag of items half a person high, like clothing. The postal note posted above is indeed his.

Shang Jing pressed down the bag of clothes and felt that it was really good, and he didn't need to spend money or sneak into He Jiang's house. Fortunately, the customs were slow. If the customs clearance was completed before the car accident, then these things must not have been left in his last rental house and he would not be able to remember anything.

He called a van and brought the two items to the residence.

He Jiang drove and followed the van all the way out of downtown S.

More than an hour later, the van stopped under a small and dilapidated building.

Shangjing borrowed a hammer from the landlord and unpacked the wooden box of the piano.

He Jiang watched from a distance, his eyes restrained and deep.

He changed his mind.

Wrong beginnings always lead to ironic endings, he can imagine the scene of catching a business scene at the customs gate.

The business puppy will cry in panic and call him a big liar.

He has lied to Shang Jing too many times, this time waiting for him to figure it out by himself.

Of course, his patience is limited.