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Fang had finally arranged the house neatly, bought everything she needed to buy, and spent everything she needed to spend. She took out her small book to calculate the accounts, and after finishing the calculations, she fell on the bed heartbroken. She didn't know how expensive firewood and rice were, and only the last part of her savings was left. She looked around the bedroom and didn't know which items could be returned. It was so frustrating to think about it. She just received a WeChat message at this time and opened it. It was Paopao who was eating and said in a unclear voice: "Dafang said, you should have spent all your money." , do you need need" Someone reminded next to him, and Paopao continued, "We need relief!" He then added on his own initiative, "I'm eating strawberry cake, do you want to eat it? Well, well, well, it's delicious. !¡±
Fang has replied: "My money can buy a truck of strawberry cakes. Do you know how much a truck is? It can be enough for you to eat until all your teeth fall out!"
Throwing away the phone, Fang bit the pillow with regret, rolled over for a moment and decided to go out to look for food. He took his wallet and opened the door, and saw someone coming upstairs. He greeted her with a playful smile: "Hi!" It was Qinglong on the left and Baihu on the right!
Fang already narrowed his eyes, responded with a smile, and held the door handle vigilantly, ready to close the door at any time. Rocket walked up, glanced at the wallet in her hand, and said politely, "Are you going out?"
"yes."
"I'm from the company downstairs. We met in the morning. I didn't have time to say hello to you. My name is Zhang Lian."
"Hello."
Rocket pressed the door frame, feeling that Fang was already exerting force on his hand. He probed into the house, "That's right, let me take a look at the house. This house has two bedrooms and one living room, and one of the bedrooms is mine."
Fang could no longer understand: "What?"
Rocket thought of Zhou Xiao's previous confession with gritted teeth, and copied the exact words: "Aunt Ma said that this house was sub-let. Wasn't the original monthly rent five thousand? She rented it to you for half the price, and I will pay for the other half." He said with a smile, " We rent together."
Fang Ji laughed out loud, then immediately looked serious. He opened the door and was about to leave, but Rocket grabbed the door frame and tried to enter the house. The two of them scrambled to pull the door, almost pinching Fang Ji. Fang Ji shouted: "What are you doing?" I called the police, you broke into the house in broad daylight and robbed me!"
Rocket didn't listen to her words, he pulled open the door forcefully and rushed in. Behind him, "Hey!" was heard. Unexpectedly, Rocket didn't take a few steps when he suddenly stepped on a bump under his feet, and then a basket of white dust suddenly bounced out. Rushing towards him, Rocket was overwhelmingly covering his body, Rocket exclaimed, and took a few steps with his eyes closed. Suddenly, there was a "click", and Rocket shouted: "Ah¡ª¡ª"
Five minutes later, Rocket was standing in Zhou Xiao's home in a state of embarrassment. Fortunately, the company had already finished get off work and he was not seen by his subordinates, otherwise it would damage his majesty.
Zhou Xiao looked him up and down. His hair was white, he could sing Peking Opera with just a few strokes of paint on his face, he was covered in powder, his eyes were pierced red, and most importantly - his left foot was as big as a mousetrap.
Rocket's eyes were filled with tears: "Her room was full of traps. I didn't pay attention and stepped on one. The flour bounced over at once. Who knew there was a mousetrap next to it!" There was more than one mousetrap, and he should be lucky to have one right. The feet were not harmed.
"You should be lucky that it's not a bear trap." Zhou Xiao gloated, resting his arm on the armrest of the sofa, resting his chin, shrugging and laughing.
Rocket said angrily: "Go and try to get caught in a mousetrap!"
Zhou Xiao snorted coldly. He had already been pinched before. Feelings of sharing the same hatred with the enemy emerged. He finally stopped laughing, stood up and said, "Pick it yourself."
Fang already held the mop and glanced around the living room. She was about to fall in love with herself. She used the word "preparation for a rainy day" vividly. If she hadn't seen those "triads" with her own eyes in the morning, how could she have been on guard and bought a few more mouse traps. But this is not the solution after all. The "gangsters" got anxious and wondered what they would do if they set her on fire. Just as he was thinking of this, there was a loud knock on the door. Fang was already excited, threw down the mop and ran to the door. Unfortunately, the old house There was no peephole on the door, so she could only shout: "Who is it?"
Suddenly, there was silence outside the house. Fang Jing shouted twice. She vaguely heard the sound of coming downstairs. After a moment, she quietly opened a crack in the door. Suddenly a strong force pulled Fang Jing. She yelled and was suddenly pulled by the door. She walked out and bumped into a hard chest. Her nose was sore. She let out an "ouch", and then a hand covered her face and pushed her away.
If you can¡¯t enter the house politely, then you will go violent. Zhou Xiao walked in, kicked away the mouse trap on the ground, and said, ¡°We haven¡¯t seen each other in ten years, why are you selling mouse traps?¡±
Fang Ji originally wanted to curse, but after hearing the words, he was stunned, covered his nose and stared at Zhou Xiao.
Zhou Xiao turned around and saw her with tears in her eyes and a dull look on her face. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Why, you don't recognize me anymore?"
Fang Jie let out a "hum", put aside his head and said angrily: "What on earth are you going to do!"
The living room was empty, with only a folding stool for people to sit on. Zhou Xiao sat down, with his legs spread apart and his hands on the floor.The time is getting longer and longer, so many people are queuing to go to the toilet?
Zhou Xiao finally walked out of the office and quietly walked upstairs. Before he could reach the door, he heard bursts of laughter and the door was not closed tightly.
"Mr. Zhou solved it in the garden? Haha, we were surprised before and never saw him using the staff toilet. How did he hold it in? It turned out that he solved it in the garden, hahaha!"
"Mr. Zhou is staying in a hotel these two days. If you hadn't moved here, he would have continued to use the garden. Hey, two aces, no more cards, right?"
"I'm bomb! That Mr. Zhou of yours is petty and stingy. No one lives in the five households above. Why not rent a room as a toilet? But he is reluctant to spend money. There is no other way. We are neighbors upstairs and downstairs. , how can I stand by and watch." This was Fang Ji's voice, clear and loud, and she suddenly shouted, "Oh, that pack of cigarettes, I'll charge you thirty-five dollars, put the money in the small box!"
Zhou Xiaolian frowned and stood at the door, looking inside the crack of the door. The originally empty living room was already crowded with people. There were folding tables and chairs in the middle. Several people were playing poker. There was a four-row sundry box behind the table against the wall. On the shelf, you can vaguely see paper towels, snacks, cigarettes, and some other things.
Someone came from the direction of the toilet and said, "Xiao Fang, give me two more packs of toilet paper."
"Okay, four dollars!"
Someone else said: "Xiao Fang, how do you sell this magazine?"
"If you don't want to sell it, I'll rent it to you for one hour for two yuan. This book is out of print!"
"Xiao Fang Xiao Fang, lend me your PSP today, I have to break through it!"
This turned out to be the sound of a rocket. Zhou Xiao couldn't bear it anymore and kicked the door open.
"No borrowing, only renting, ten yuan a night" Fang already looked at the door with everyone, "money."
Employees threw away playing cards, cigarettes, magazines, and a female employee threw away a daily sanitary napkin she had just bought for two yuan and respectfully shouted: "Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Xiao looked at the living room with a cold face. After three days of absence, the place had changed a lot. The shelves were piled with items, and the money in the small box was piled high. It looked like business was booming.
Fang already had his hair tied up in a ponytail, with an unopened box of ice cream in his hand. He was looking bright and smiling, blinking his left eye, as if he could hear a "ding", "Welcome, Boss Zhou!" (Remember this site's website address: www .hlnovel.com