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Coming out of the villa area, Zhou Ze didn't rush to take a taxi, but planned to walk alone on the road at night.
Wang Ke said that there is no big problem on his side, and he just needs to cut off Xu Le's previous relationship network. Of course, it is actually equivalent to cutting off now.
?I have treated Dr. Lin like that. I think Dr. Lin will not talk to me in the near future. As for my father-in-law and mother-in-law's house, I will not go back for several days.
The only difficult thing may be my own bookstore. After all, the money to open the bookstore was given by my husband.
Let's put it this way first, during this period of time, I also need to calm down.
There was an overpass in front of him. Zhou Ze walked up it, sat down on the first step, took out his mobile phone, and flipped through it casually.
Coincidentally, Zhou Ze clicked on the live broadcast software. Xu Le followed many game and beauty area anchors before his death, but Zhou Ze was not very interested in these. Scroll down, Zhou Ze saw the last time he watched The veteran anchor of the show still hasn't started broadcasting.
It hasn't been broadcast for so long, maybe it really won't be broadcast.
The anchor industry seems to be very easy, sitting at home to make money, but it is also very stressful, let alone not broadcasting for a month or two, even if it is not broadcasting for a few days, it may become a thing of the past.
However, at this moment, Zhou Ze found an unread message in his account. When he clicked on it, he found that it was a private message from the old Taoist, which was sent the day before yesterday.
"Pin Dao has come to Tongcheng, dear, come out to get together?"
There is also an old-fashioned phone attached below.
Zhou Ze frowned slightly. Apart from leaving messages, the old Taoist also had many small expressions of love. Then Zhou Ze looked through the information of Xu Le's account.
female number,
And the address is Tongcheng.
Xu Le should have tried to open a live broadcast before, so he still has his own live broadcast room, but the popularity is very bleak.
Zhou Ze finally figured out where this strange feeling came from. The news of Lao Dao clearly meant that he was a fan. He came to Tongcheng because of some things. He searched for his fans in Tongcheng and cast a wide net. Grab some.
Zhou Ze is not interested in this old man, what he is interested in is the young man who had difficulty eating porridge that appeared in the old man's video.
However, Zhou Ze still replied with a message, which was his number.
Standing up and stretching, Zhou Ze was about to leave, he missed his freezer a little.
However, the phone rang at this moment.
Pick up the phone, the caller ID is Rongcheng's number.
Zhou Ze answered the phone.
"Hey, benefactor, where are you!"
The old man had a loud voice, as if he was yelling at the speaker of his mobile phone, and there seemed to be the sound of trains around him.
"Where are you?" Zhou Ze asked.
Is that old man very idle? He doesn't have many fans, so why does he reply to his messages so quickly every time?
Is it true that the brand of female fans is really attractive?
"Huh" The old man was taken aback, and remained silent for a while, never expecting that the fan he planned to date turned out to be a man!
A big,,, cute girl!
sad,
Lost,
Sadly!
However, the old man immediately changed his tone and cried hoarsely:
"Big brother, I'm hungry, ask for three or five bottles, give me something to stutter!"
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Taking a taxi there, Zhou Ze found an old Taoist in a bump under a railway bridge. The old Taoist was wearing a dirty Taoist robe, his hair was messy, and there were some bruises on his face. He looked like a vivid refugee. Lie down on the plastic sheet underneath.
There is a "Longtan Home Cooking" on the nearby street. Zhou Ze ordered two bowls of noodles for him, and then fried a plate of Kung Pao Chicken and a plate of small miscellaneous fish. The old man ate well.
"Brother, you are so kind!" The old man finally started to slow down after eating a bowl of noodles, and then told the boss to warm a pot of rice wine, then smiled apologetically at Zhou Ze, he didn't have much money in his pocket , this meal must be Zhou Ze's invitation in the end.
"How did you get into this?" Zhou Ze had a glass of water in front of him, and he didn't take a bite of the dishes on the table.
"Oh, don't mention it." The old man took a sip of the noodle soup and said, "I'm not lucky these days. I originally came to Tongcheng with a film crew to shoot scenes."
"Changed career?"
"Forget it, I don't want to live broadcast for a while." The old man sighed, "Man, you have to have some dreams, don't you?"
&nbsI just went to get a stack of money and put it on my body.
"Brother, don't believe it." Seeing that Zhou Ze didn't want it, the old Taoist was a little anxious, and he directly opened his Taoist robe, pointed to the wound on his right chest and said, "It was a stack of ghost money back then, which saved my life. "
"All right, all right, I accept it."
Zhou Ze couldn't be bothered to watch a big man bare his breasts in front of him, so he had to reach out and take the money.
"I remember watching your video. There was another person in the Ming shop. That person had difficulty drinking porridge." Zhou Ze asked.
"Oh, he, he is an employee I hired, he is so lazy, he only knows how to bask in the sun all day, and does nothing. I scold him every day, saying that you are so lazy, you are young."
"Oh, does he have anorexia?" Zhou Ze asked.
"Well." Speaking of that person, the old man felt a little lost, "Why, is he handsome?"
"No, I just feel a little kind."
"What a ghost." The old Taoist seemed to have heard a funny joke.
You are intimate with ghosts, aren't you also a ghost?
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha,
The poor way of laughing to death!
The two walked outside the store together, Zhou Ze gave Lao Dao a cigarette, a supermarket next door was still open, and there was a small fruit stand at the door.
"Stand here and don't move, I'll buy you some oranges." The old man joked.
"I'll just eat two, and I'll give you the rest." Zhou Ze replied.
"What?" The old man thought that Zhou Ze was a bit out and didn't understand his stalk, and it was a bit boring to think about it. The owner of this bookstore should be a nerd.
Zhou Ze didn't even open his mouth to explain.
In fact, "I'm going to buy some oranges, just stand here and don't move around" is from what the father said to his son in Zhu Ziqing's "Back View",
What Zhou Ze said was what the grandfather said to his grandson in "Camel Xiangzi".
Finally, Zhou Ze reached out and patted the old man on the shoulder, "I'm leaving, take care."
The old man was just about to say something,
Suddenly covering his crotch,
Then there was a smell of scorched hair,
"Mother, the poor man will be scalded to death!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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