To go against the wind

  These two days, Zhao Dongya's heart was like a five-flavor bottle turned upside down, feeling both angry and annoyed. Her husband Gao Feiyuan went to the south for a week to investigate and research new product development for the factory, but it has been nine days now, and there is no sign of him, not even a phone call. You say it's infuriating! Is it because things didn't go smoothly, or did he get sick? Or...? She dare not think about it anymore. Her son was in elementary school, boarding at the school, leaving only her alone at home, feeling lonely and unbearable. Although Gao Feiyuan rarely stayed home normally, he would always come back at night. These days, she was the only one coming and going, unable to eat or sleep, even TV shows couldn't hold her attention, her heart felt like it had grown weeds, restless and uneasy.

  Just then, the phone rang. She thought it was Fei Yuan calling from afar and hurried to answer it, but unexpectedly it was a woman's voice asking if Fei Yuan had returned?

  She heard it again, and it was Meishan's voice. This woman had already called Feiyuan twice by phone, and she couldn't help but mutter to herself. In college, the two were not only classmates but also lovers. Now Meishan was the head of the municipal industrial bureau, her husband's superior, what could be so urgent that she needed to find him? She threw out a sentence in a bad mood: "He hasn't come back yet!" and hung up the phone. Unexpectedly, the phone rang again, and when she picked it up, it was still Meishan, who said anxiously: "Winter told me, when is he coming back?"

  "How would I know? Call his cell phone and ask him!"

  His phone was turned off.

  Zhao Dongya smiled. She knew that her husband had a habit, as long as he was not in the factory on a business trip, his mobile phone would never be turned on. She wanted to use this method to tease the head of the industrial bureau, in order to vent her inner jealousy and also as a small revenge.

  "According to him, he should be back by now." Meishan muttered to herself on the phone and then asked, "Didn't he say he would be away for a week? It's already been nine days." The implication was that he should have returned long ago.

  "What are you looking for him for?" Zhao Dongya asked in a strange tone, "Can you tell me?"

  Mei Shan hesitated for a moment and said: "Wait until he comes back before talking about it." Then she hung up the phone.

  Zhao Dongya's heart was even more suspicious, this woman was so anxious to find Fei Yuan, what was the matter that she didn't say, mysterious and mysterious, there must be a ghost!

  Just as Meishan was calling Zhao Dongya, Gao Fei and his sales director He Wanqi were driving the old Santana back to the factory day and night, taking turns driving, resting but not stopping, drinking pure water when thirsty, eating big buns and fried dough sticks at roadside shops when hungry, and dozing off in the car when tired. He knew he had a high fever, his mouth was covered with blisters, his throat was dry and smoking, swallowing saliva hurt like a knife cut, his eyes were red and swollen like a bronze bell. Yesterday, Sales Director He Wanqi advised him to go to the hospital, but he said: "We must rush back today, no time for that!" So he persisted, and finally returned home at dawn.

  At this time, Zhao Dongya had just gotten out of bed and saw Gao Fei returning with a tired look on his face. He didn't show any excitement, but instead hung his head and muttered: "You're back?"

  "How could I not come back!" Gaofei retorted, dissatisfied with his wife's attitude. "We rushed back overnight without even stopping the car, and you don't ask if we've eaten or slept, but instead say something like that?"

  Your good friend has called you several times. Zhao Dongya threw out this sentence and went to the bathroom to wash up.

  "What's good?" High Fly glanced at her and asked, "Who's looking for me?"

  "Who else could it be? Your classmate is the director!"

  Because Zhao Dongya often called Mei Shan like this, she asked: "What does she want from me?"

  "How would I know? It's between you two, why would she tell me? You should ask her yourself."

  The couple was eating dinner when the phone rang. Zhao Dongya gave Gao Fei a signal: "Go answer it, it must be her."

  Gaofei answered the phone and it was indeed Meishan calling. As soon as she spoke, she scolded him: "Feiyuan, what's going on? Why haven't you come back yet?"

  "Haifeng exclaimed excitedly: "Mishan, the situation is great, the situation is great!""

  "Today I won't listen to you, the situation is great, after eating hurry up and come to the office for a trip."

  Zhao Dongya wrinkled her nose and pouted: "Is she getting impatient?"

  Gao Fei glared at her, meaning to say "What nonsense are you talking about?!" Then he said to Mei Shan: "Mei Ju, I've been back home for less than an hour and you're already making me gasp for air?!"

  "He rushed into my office, this matter is really urgent!"

  "Director Mei, spare me this time. This morning, I had a meeting arranged at the factory..."