Ding Yi stared at the two people who were talking by, and then thought about the strange actions of Ding Rongfa and Nie Laosan, and there was nothing else I didn't know about it.

He turned around and ran out quickly, ran a few steps and then turned back, and ran in a panic towards the office.

Uncle Yu held the broom and watched Ding Yi run around like that, his head swaying, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right.

"Xiao Ding, what are you running away?"

Ding Yi ran forward and turned around and replied loudly, "Uncle Yu, I have something urgent to do, let's go first."

"Hey, run slowly."

Ding Yi stepped on the mud and ran upstairs. The mud on the soles of his shoes splashed everywhere, falling on the wall, on the steps, and on the director who was slowly going upstairs.

"Oh, Xiao Ding, clean up the mud on your shoes." Entering the office like this is like something.

Ding Yi looked down and saw the yellow mud dotted with shoes, and he was so panicked that he went downstairs, "I'll go down and clean it."

"Don't be impatient."

Well, when Ding Yi turned around, he realized that she had left a string of footprints on the steps, but what was a little comforting was that she had more than one yellow mud footprint, and all of them were big and small.

I walked to the stone slab in the yard and jumped around, finally knocked off the "sticky footworm" and rushed up at a speed of 100 meters.

When I was about to arrive at Du Xingguo's office, I immediately slowed down and covered my waist and abdomen with my right hand, looking unbearable pain. I raised my left hand to touch my forehead. It was a little moist, and I oozed out fine sweat beads, just right, and I said that it was painful.

As expected, Du Xingguo saw Ding Yi sweating in pain, waved his hand and made a day off.

"Go to the hospital and have a look, come to work again after you're done."

Ding Yi was not able to care about anything else at this time. He didn't even enter the door of his office and ran like the wind. He met the director who had just finished the last stairs.

"Oh, Xiao Ding, you ran around early in the morning. What are you doing?"

Ding Yi gave her body to the side, and she didn't forget to hold her hands on her waist and abdomen. She did the whole show, and had to be both beginning and end. She has always been a dedicated person. While going downstairs, she apologized, "Director, I'm sorry, I almost bumped into you..."

When her last word fell, she was already on the first floor and immediately entered the yard.

The director stretched his neck and didn't hear clearly what he was talking about later.

Xiao Pan, who was three steps away from him, lay on the railing, his whole body almost fell down, his ears facing down, and he couldn't hear what Ding Yi was muttering behind him.

He raised his head and looked at the director with a smile, "Xiao Ding runs quite fast."

"There must be something." The director said confidently.

"Did Xiao Ding work with you before?" Xiao Pan Zhuruo was chatting and cliched with the director.

"Yes." The director nodded, "Xiao Ding is careful in doing things, fast and good. Everyone in our hall likes her, and he can't bear to leave when she knows she's going to transfer. Now, when she goes to the hall, those people are happy. Xiao Ding is a man who is especially considering others and has a good temper, so he has never seen her get angry. He is serious about work, has a positive attitude, and has never complained about working overtime..."

Well, the director started to make fun of Ding Yi.

Xiao Pan, "..." I don't want to hear this, but you should talk about her personality preferences.

The director was destined to not hear Xiao Pan's shouting, and his lips were constantly pulled. Xiao Pan could still listen patiently at first, but later he became increasingly unable to bear it. Ding Yi spent a few minutes eating and had nothing to do with him, and Ding Yi was walking quickly and had nothing to do with him.

"Oh, I seem to hear the leader shouting." Xiao Pan kept talking nonsense, but he was worried that if he didn't go, the leader would really shout.

When the director heard this, he immediately stopped and gave way to the side, tilted his right hand forward, and walked quickly.

Speaking of which, Ding Yi ran against the wind. She was going to ask Ding Rongfa directly, but she thought that he was not on the way to sell goods or was going to sell goods. After a change of pace, she would still be reliable to find Nie Laosan.

The cold wind was like a steel knife blowing on his face, but Ding Yi didn't feel any pain at all, and ran forward with his arms wide open.

Nie Laosan was so anxious that he was at home that Lao Ding had gone to work. Comrade Xiao Ding was at work. He was helpless and he was helpless. He was not allowed to call for help. He was not good at all. He could not call out at all, so he could only pray.

"Lao San, Nie Lao San, are you at home?"

Suddenly hearing Comrade Xiao Ding's voice, Nie Laosan thought he was hallucinating his hearing and shook his head. Comrade Xiao Ding was at work. People say that he had thought about something every day and dreamed about something every night. Now he had dreamed about something every day.

I really want to go to Comrade Ding Yi and tell her the whole story.

But Lao Ding repeatedly emphasized that she must not know, otherwise it would anger Shi Cheng. Not only would he not help, he might pull out the radish and bring out the mud and get them all in.

He was afraid that he would go in, and he was also afraid that Master Shengli would not come out.

That's right, Nie Laosan became a disciple himself and called Tian Shengli as his master in his heart.

He was a mute, and he had not read much, only knew a few words, but Comrade Tian Shengli did not dislike him at all. He taught him to recognize words, teach him to practice calligraphy, and teach him this article.

With this, Comrade Tian Shengli can fully deserve his master.

"Dongdongdongdong, Nie Laosan, Nie Laosan..."

Nie Laosan frowned, and his voice became louder and louder, as if he was knocking on the door.

No, it's Comrade Xiao Ding.

Comrade Xiao Ding came here.

Nie Laosan jumped three feet high and rushed to the door. He was not greeting Comrade Ding Yi, but hope, hope to save Comrade Tian Shengli.

Unplug the latch and quickly open the door with both hands.

It's Xiao Ding.

Xiao Ding is here.

Ding Yi wiped the sweat from her forehead. She ran over as fast as possible, and she also sweated all the time in the cold weather.

"Is Ding Rongfa here?"

Nie Laosan shook his head and felt a little cold. Xiao Ding came to find Lao Ding.

Ding Yi raised his right foot and stepped into the threshold, "I have something urgent to ask you."

Nie Laosan gave in to the side, put the person in, and then closed the door. He was not used to opening the door, after all, there were always "materials" hidden in the house from time to time.

Ding Yi walked straight to the main hall, turned around and asked straight to the point, "Where is Tian Shengli?"

Nie Laosan widened his eyes and then became ecstatic. Xiao Ding came for his master, Xiao Ding came for his master, and Xiao Ding came for his master.

Silently recite it in your heart three times.

"Has he been taken away?" Seeing that Nie Laosan was stunned, Ding Yi continued to ask.

Nie Laosan was surprised. Xiao Ding knew, how did she know? Only a few people knew about it, and where did she know it?

This is not what he said.

He did not breach the contract.

He kept his promise to Comrade Shi Cheng.

Grab the pen and paper from the table and write it up.

Ding Yi was anxious and twisted his head to look at Nie Laosan's words. He only saw a few words in the labour of Bass. Nie Laosan didn't write much, so he was particularly slow to write.

He also simply wrote everything about Tian Shengli on paper without doing it.
Chapter completed!