Chapter 31 You are born and I am old

  Yu Minglang seemed to have suffered hundreds of tons of crit.

   "You, you are not, are you about to marry?"

  "I don’t receive a certificate, only a wine table, and I’m not married anymore."

  Xiaoqian looked at him with a shocked look, but she still didn’t understand, "What's wrong—"

  In an instant, she reacted.

  Oh, nerd Yu knows that he is still a student, is this regret?

   took out the passbook from his pocket and handed it to him.

   "You regret it, give it back to you!"

   "Give it to you, you can put it away, don't say anything else." After Yu Minglang was hit, the whole person was upset, and he didn't consciously speak a little bit coldly. Of course, it was not aimed at Xiaoqian.

   is for himself.

  Almost make a mistake!

  She looked at him coldly, "I won't thank you.", reminding him that even if you have paid for me, I will not return you!

   "Hold it!"

  Yu Minglang stuffed her passbook into her pocket and stopped talking. She was silent all the way. Xiaoqian took his reaction as if he regretted and said that she was embarrassed, so she also got angry and refused to talk to him.

  He drove the car all the way to Xiaoqian’s laundry. Xiaoqian wanted to get off the car, but he refused to open the car door. Instead, he took out a pen and paper and wrote down a series of numbers.

"This is the passbook password. This is the phone number between my friend and me. If I am busy and did not answer it in time, if you are in a hurry, just call this person. You can call him Brother Zhao. He is a good friend of mine. You can tell him."

  Xiaoqian noticed that he was writing with his left hand.

   Regular script with fairly strong handwriting.

  "Are you left-handed?"

   "No, I can write with both left and right hands, writing in regular script on the left and running script on the right. I'm afraid you won't understand it."

   "...!" Look down on people!

  "Tell me your address too." Although knowing that the same style as Zhou Zhiruo is impossible to develop into a boy and girl friend, I still treat her as my sister... well, what a painful comprehension.

  Xiaoqian picked up her pen and wrote down the address of her school in a standard way.

  This girl...Yu Minglang's mouth is curled up, so cute, is this in response to his question about her inability to read running script?

  More interestingly, she writes in two characters. The psychologist is also a doctor, and most people really can’t understand the words of a doctor.

  He saw that the address she wrote was a key university, the best school in the province, and the girl must have a very good academic performance.

  He is from a school tyrant himself, and he also likes smart women.

  But, this smart woman is too young...

  With the deep sorrow of Junsheng and my old age, Yu Minglang drove away, and even the exhaust gas from the car told his infinite sorrow.

"Yu idiot, you are so stupid. I won't accept you. I don't miss you. If you take your money, it's all for nothing!" Xiaoqian said so, but the eyes of Cherokee who watched him leave seemed to be What's more.

After Yu Minglang left Xiaoqian, he turned the car and didn't go home. He went straight to the Electric City of Q City. This was driven by his friend Hai Zhao, who grew up with him. He just asked Xiaoqian to find something, and it was this guy. .

  Hai Zhao, the capitalist, is instructing the clerk to increase the prices of all the fans in the store.

"The labels are all torn, and they all give me an increase of 20 yuan. Remember, you will increase it for me every half an hour. The labels can be changed at any time, you know? You don’t ask them to buy them. They want to make one. If you don’t buy it, you won’t have one immediately. It feels like I remember it!"

  Hai Zhao was shouting, watching Yu Minglang come in, walked over, and punched his shoulder with his hand.

   "Which wind brought you?"

  Yu Minglang glanced at him, curling his mouth in disdain.

   "Profit Merchant."

"Haha, isn't it going to be high in the past two days? I just checked the fan inventory in our city. There are many in my house, and the price must go up. After the hottest few days, no one bought it... Come on. My office said to go."

  The two have been playing together since they wore open crotch pants. I don’t know how many mischievous things have been done together. After growing up, the friendship is not weak, although Yu Minglang often despise Hai Zhao as a super profiteer.

  Hai Zhao looked at Yu Minglang silly as if he saw a monster, stretched out his hand on Minglang’s face, and swayed to the left and right.

   "Are you stupid?" Yu Minglang frowned.

   "It's amazing, my brother! Don't you not drink alcohol? When you were young, you shed tears when you saw dead cats and dogs..."

   "Go!"

   "Could it be that you went to the country to kill someone's pig?"

   "I killed you!"

   "Uh, that is, my aunt forced you to go on a blind date again?"

   "When will she not force me to go on a blind date?"

   "That's weird... Yu Minglang, you menopause early?"

  Apart from this, Hai Zhao couldn’t think of this stubborn stone, Yu Minglang, would have troubles with hair, and he needed to quit drinking to ease his sorrows. This is Yu Minglang who doesn’t touch a drop of wine.

   "Go!" Yu Minglang couldn't bear it, stretched his leg and kicked him.

  If he could fall asleep, would he be so angry?

"That's it, don't care about your troubles, buddy accompany you to drink, go to my restaurant, but you have to wait for me, I have to finish my work without watching Do you want to sell so many fans, sell them, buddy invite you to a big meal!"

  Haizhao patted Yu Minglang and went out.

  Yu Minglang stood in Hai Zhao’s office, watching the people coming and going outside the window.

  So many people, so many women, why are all Zhou Zhiruo in the same style? Everyone looks like her.

  Thanks to Yaoyue Linglong and book friend 150 for the safety symbol of No. 51~

  (End of this chapter)

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