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    At ten o'clock the next morning, Wang Jianren was woken up by Fatty Mu's call: "Go and get the leftovers from the Hongli Hotel at noon today. I've already informed you there. [There are almost all the books you want to read.  It is more stable than ordinary websites, updates a lot faster, and it is full text with no ads.] Visit:.¡±

    "Huh?" Wang Jianren's mind was still stuck on the gun he had before going to bed last night.  Yesterday, I had a huge sum of 2,000 yuan in my pocket, and I felt that I was one step closer to my goal of 10 million yuan. I came back and made a bag of treasured barreled instant noodles and two ham sausages to treat myself.  I felt that it was difficult to vent the high morale in my chest, so I simply played a few more rounds of D. As expected, I won every game with great momentum, especially the steel-backed beast in the last round, who was dressed in a divine outfit and went on a rampage to kill the opponent. He killed 0 with 23.  The astonishing record of 38 assists won numerous applause, which made Wang Jianren so excited that he could not sleep. Finally, he released his passion for Anri Sugihara's photo album before falling asleep.  Now this sudden call asked him to get some leftovers. This was completely inconsistent with the smugness and youthful passion that still lingered in his mind.

    "Ah what? You haven't woken up yet? Help me feed the cat from today on, have you forgotten?"

    "Oh, yes. I know." Wang Jianren's memory came back to life, and he sighed and accepted the reality that he was not very passionate and fighting spirit.

    "I've thrown the car keys down below. They're in the car. You can go there by yourself later."

    "Okay, I got it." He slowly got up, washed up, turned on the computer and went online, and casually read the news and updated novel chapters. It was almost time, and Wang Jianren could only go out and go downstairs.  It was agreed yesterday that today I would help Fatty Mu feed the cat.  This is not an easy job. There are forty or fifty cats to feed, almost all the stray and wild cats in the entire neighborhood, as well as seven or eight wild dogs. They can eat a whole pot of two or three dogs in one day.  Ten pounds of food.

    These cats and dogs actually have some origins. It is said that they were left behind by the previous landlord, the real builder and owner of this old building, a lonely old man.  The old man was a veteran with no children. He made a living by collecting rent from the house he built on his own land. His hobby was to take in stray cats and dogs. The current landlord at that time, Zhao  Fei Huan was just a tenant here, and he somehow had some friendship with the old man. Before he died, the old man actually gave the entire building to him as a legacy, on the condition that he would help him take care of it.  Dogs and cats for shelter.  In fact, this happened years ago. After all, the cats and dogs now are no longer the ones left at that time. Some are the children and grandchildren of cats and dogs, and some were taken in after wandering around nearby, but the cats were fed.  The custom has been followed, and it has become a unique spiritual culture attached to this dilapidated building.

    When Wang Jianren first heard about this, he was deeply moved by the generosity of this older generation of revolutionary soldiers, and then he felt as deep jealousy and injustice as if he was watching someone he knew win a five million jackpot.  Sighing deeply, I only regretted that I had not been born earlier and came to rent here for more than ten years. I could take care of the cats and dogs and show my deep and extraordinary love. I met this old revolutionary and it was as if I had never met him before.  'I burned yellow paper to take over this great project that will be passed down for generations - with the current housing prices, this dilapidated building is still worth more than five million no matter how dilapidated it is.  What's more, I heard from the oldest residents that it was always Fatty Mu who fed the cats and dogs. The new landlord, who truly inherited the legacy of the revolution, seemed to rarely even bother to ask questions.

    Wang Jianren couldn't help but express this kind of injustice and indignation in front of Fatty Mu, but Fatty Mu smiled lightly and didn't take it seriously. In his words, he seemed to be very satisfied with the job that was transferred to him.  Not only did Zhao Fei let him live here for free, but he also allocated a considerable portion of the rent collected every month to him to take charge of this area of ??work. It seemed that he could make a lot of surplus from it, which was far better than ordinary part-time jobs.  This is also the reason why Fatty Mu has been able to settle down and be a homebody since many years ago.

    The profit point of Mu Fatty's business is not to deprive the cats and dogs of food. At least the cats and dogs under his care can eat fat and fat, and they can cure diseases and strengthen their health. But Mu Fatty  You can always think of some ideas that save money and effort. For example, you can go to the hotel kitchen and collect a lot of leftovers with very little money. It is much easier and cheaper than using your own money to buy rice, fish, cat and dog food, and you can also save money.  rich.  [There are almost all the books you want to read. It is more stable and updates faster than ordinary websites. It is full text and has no ads.  ] Today Wang Jianren is going to the hotel to take the leftover food that Fatty Mu has reserved there.

    After going downstairs, I found the lock key on Fatty Mu¡¯s tricycle downstairs.  Fatty Mu always likes to use some lazy ways to do things. For example, this tricycle is parked directly under his window, and all the garbage and other things are loaded down from above and dropped into the car, and then he goes downstairs to collect it.Throw it away when needed.  Today, he probably had to stay at home and chat online and didn't want Wang Jianren to disturb him, so he just threw away the car keys.

    Wang Jianren rode a tricycle and swayed out of the alley. After getting on the main road, he rode for about ten minutes to the Hongli Restaurant. He did not take the main entrance on the street and turned around.  I took a turn and went directly to the kitchen at the back, where I happened to see a few chefs standing at the door smoking and chatting.  The leader, a short fat man, waved as soon as he saw him: "Hey, Xiao Wang, are you here?"

    "Hello, Viagra." Wang Jianren nodded, parked the car at the door and waited.  This is not the first time he has done this for Fatty Mu, and he is already familiar with the road.

    "What, the fat man asked you to help him run away again? Why doesn't he come out? Are you sitting at home watching cartoons and masturbating again? Your legs are so weak from being beaten too much that you can't go downstairs?" Viagra made a very obscene sound  While laughing, he looked around to see if everyone could understand his humor. When he saw several chefs nearby also laughing along with him in unison, he felt even more proud.

    "I don't know what he is busy with. Anyway, I will help him if I have nothing to do." Wang Jianren said calmly with a very righteous tone.  He felt a little embarrassed that Fatty Mu lent him money and asked him to help pay off the debt. Fortunately, Fatty Mu never talked much, so he certainly wouldn't tell others.

    "The wedding banquet inside has just started not long ago. Just wait here." Viagra flicked the ashes of his cigarette.  He is the head chef of the hotel kitchen, and he seems to be Mu Fatty's classmate. It is because of his relationship that Mu Fatty can collect the leftovers after the banquet. Of course, Mu Fatty will not be completely silent, and will send four meals a month.  Five cheap cigarettes costing 40 to 50 yuan were placed in the kitchen for the chefs to smoke, and everyone was happy.

    Wang Jianren just squatted there and bragged and farted with these chefs, listening to which of them got a "female" WeChat netizen, who encountered what kind of situation one day, and what happened with his wife.  After a while, the banquet in front was over, and the waiter collected all the leftovers such as dishes, chopsticks, and other items. The familiar handyman had already packaged the leftovers that met the requirements, and Wei Wei asked Wang Jianren to follow him to get it.

    There are two big bags of leftover rice, which seems to be enough for two days. In addition, there are some chicken, duck, fish and other meat with no seasoning, plus the fish offal and offal specially reserved for mixing.  Boil it in one pot and it's the best cat food.

    "By the way, there are two half-roasted ducks here, a large plate of stewed vegetables, some snacks, and there is too much soup for cooking. I won't give it to you. These are enough for you and the fat man." Viagra is very considerate.  Xin Di also presented some food that had not been touched much by the guests at the banquet.  This is not to underestimate charity. It would be a pity if the dishes that were rarely used at a banquet like this were recycled and poured directly into the water to feed the pigs. Some chefs and waiters who are not very particular will also stay and enjoy themselves. Mu Fatty  Of course, I am not very particular about it. I will often take a few large lunch boxes and take them back to eat slowly.  Wang Jianren thanked him, put his things on the tricycle and rode out.

    Just as he was riding out and turning onto the street, Wang Jianren couldn't help but feel a little uncontrollable when he smelled the aroma coming from behind. He had been feeling anxious after eating clear soup noodles, instant noodles, steamed buns, pickled mustard and other things all day long. In addition, he didn't have breakfast in the morning, so he was greedy.  Bugs and hungry bugs came to the head at the same time, so I stopped the car and turned around to untie the plastic bag. I ate a few small steamed buns and other snacks before tearing off a roast duck leg and chewing it in the street, filling my mouth with sesame oil.  The aroma made him addicted to it, and he bit and swallowed it very much like he had just escaped from Somalia.

    "Huh? Wang Jianren?" Suddenly someone called out from beside him. Wang Jianren turned around and saw two girls, one of whom was staring at him.

    "Oh, Zhu Yanyan." Wang Jianren also nodded. The person who greeted him was Zhu Yanyan, the receptionist in the business club where he used to work, and he was also a former colleague.

    "This is my former colleague, his name is Wang Jianren. Hehe." Zhu Yanyan introduced to the companion next to her with a smile, her smile was a bit weird, and she emphasized the word "Jianren" very hard.

    Wang Jianren felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it. When he was in the business club, there were several waiters who liked to make fun of his name. Zhu Yanyan was the most active one among them.  Speaking of his name, when I was in elementary school, I still felt that it was vigorous and mighty, and it was full of chivalry. After junior high school, I started to feel that something was wrong. When I wrote it down, it looked like a heroic protagonist, but when I read it, it seemed a little off. After that, it gradually became more popular.  People use it to make fun of him. For example, the waiters in the club asked him with a smile after watching The Legend of Zhen Huan: Jianren, have you had an affair today?  However, it was not easy for him to be serious with a few little girls.  Zhu Yanyan seemed to think her name was a rare joke and couldn't wait to share it with her friends.

    Fortunately, the girl next to her is just veryHe smiled politely and nodded to Wang Jianren. He didn't know whether he didn't understand the meaning or if he was well-educated.

    "Wang Jianren, I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard they said that last time you had an epilepsy attack and poured tea on the guests? Where do you work now? And you also eat duck legs while riding a bicycle. It tastes so delicious. It's so satisfying.  "Looking like that." Zhu Yanyan came up to look around with a smile, and suddenly saw several large bags of leftovers behind Wang Jianren's car. Among them, the duck bag was still wide open, revealing the two and a half roast ducks left inside, and she suddenly became confused.  The color becomes a little weird.

    At this time, Wang Jianren also noticed that the girl who was traveling with Zhu Yanyan had a small flower pinned to her chest, with the word "bridesmaid" on it. Plus the direction in which the two of them were walking, it was clear that they had just left the Hong Kong Hotel.  When I came out from the wedding banquet, the roast duck in my hand was leftover from someone else's meal.  Suddenly the duck meat was in my throat and I couldn't swallow it.  He knew he was going to do some dirty work today, so he wore old clothes that hadn't been washed for who knows how long. He hadn't combed his hair or shaved for a week. He looked like he was in the same class as Brother Sharp, and he was riding an old tricycle.  He ate the leftover roast duck eaten by others in the street, and no one believed him even if he said it wasn't a whistle.

    Zhu Yanyan moved her eyes up to look at Wang Jianren, her expression became more and more weird, the corners of her mouth turned down, as if she had been slapped by someone, feeling aggrieved and sad, which made Wang Jianren even more confused.

    Zhu Yanyan suddenly found a wallet from the shoulder bag, opened it and took out several hundred-yuan red bills. After thinking about it, she put one back, then handed the rest to Wang Jianren and said:  He mumbled, "II'll lend you four hundred yuanI'll have to 'pay' the water and electricity bills later, so I have to keep one hundred yuanyou can use it to eat first, and ifif you have any illness, go to the hospital."  ¡­¡±

    Wang Jianren couldn¡¯t laugh or cry immediately, and he understood in his heart.  Zhu Yanyan is a girl with a bad brain, but she still has a good heart. She remembers that she once had a quarrel with her supervisor because she poured boiling water for an old man who was begging for food at the door. At this time, she saw her former colleague being reduced to  When you become a beggar, it is natural that your compassion will overflow.  It seems that the random jokes about her name in the past were just a little girl's nonsense. Maybe my previous magnanimity and generosity made her feel the charm of the man, which greatly enhanced the friendship between colleagues.  .

    But as a hidden big shot with astonishing ambitions and a 10 million reward, Wang Jianren felt that he could not show weakness in front of such a little girl's kindness, so he waved his hand without even looking at it.  With those four hundred-dollar bills, he swallowed the 'meat' in his mouth with a gulp, then took on the aura of a master in the novel, smiled lightly and said with disdain: "Don't worry, I'm not sick. I was in the club last time.  I've long been dissatisfied with those old women doing that on purpose. Now I get thousands of dollars a month from helping my friends feed their dogs. Even if I'm a little dirty and tired, it's much more comfortable than waiting on people in that shabby club.  . These leftovers were all taken back to feed the dogs. The chef saw that I didn¡¯t have time to eat, so he stuffed two and a half of the ducks they left for me, and I just took a few bites for lunch on the way.  It saves time, and I¡¯m still busy with work in the afternoon.¡±

    "Oh? Really? I thoughtI thought" Zhu Yanyan put the money away, her face a little red, obviously feeling ashamed that she had inadvertently despised others.  "But what kind of dog is your friend feeding? I'm paying you so much."

    "Hi, there are more than a dozen Tibetan Mastiffs, each one worth hundreds of thousands! Speaking of which, life has been so good during this period. Eating too much meat and fat makes people tired. Drink some tea to relieve the oil and gas." Wang Jianren  I threw away the duck legs in my hand and wiped them casually on my body. I got off the car and walked to a stall on the roadside to buy a bottle of non-containing tea drink. It cost four and a half yuan a bottle. I would never bear to buy this on weekdays.  I could grow something that I could just boil water at home and drink until I was full. I didn¡¯t care about it at this time. In addition, I bought two bottles of juice milk. They are also high-end products that I would never buy at ordinary times. They are very exciting.  Pass it to Zhu Yanyan and the girl with dignity.

    "No, no, no, we just ate" Zhu Yanyan looked at the two bottles of juice milk with roast duck oil on them and shook her head, not daring to reach out to take them.

    "Take it, I won't have a chance to treat you to a drink of water again." Wang Jianren sighed generously.  In the past, when I lost a bet like playing cards with my colleagues in the club, I would treat everyone to drinks. At that time, I just wished I could buy ten bottles for one dollar, but now I have to express my longing for the lost friendship.

    This emotional card actually moved Zhu Yanyan a little. Not only did she carefully accept the two bottles of juice milk, but she also took out her mobile phone and asked for Wang Jianren's number: "You can still contact me when you are free in the future.  Come out to play, Xiao Xu, Xiao Wang and the others just talked about you yesterday, I will call you next time we go out to sing, oh."

    Wang Jianren gave his mobile phone number, and inevitably felt a touch of pride in his heart.?I have never had a girl proactively ask for my phone number in this life. The more than ten yuan was completely worth the price.  It's a pity that Zhu Yanyan is really not his type. She doesn't talk about people in front of her, and she is stupid and doesn't have any feminine touch. After knowing each other for so long, she has never even used it to fantasize about masturbating. However, there are other people in the club.  The two front desks and waiters still made him feel a little itchy.

    "Wow, Wang Jianren, did you 'make' this seat? Arale!" Zhu Yanyan's attention suddenly shifted to the seat of the tricycle.  Of course, the ordinary seat area cannot allow Fatty Mu to release his weight of more than 100 kilograms comfortably, so Fatty Mu didn't know where he 'got' a large cartoon round stool to replace it, and the round stool was exactly a  Arale's head and face.

    "I like Arale the most. Can you let me sit for a while?" Zhu Yanyan jumped up excitedly and sat on the robot doll's face, twisting it around. Then she discovered that the handlebar that had fallen off on one side was installed.  The Doraemon doll was even more happy, twisting the car axle and shaking it from side to side.  "This car is fun, let me ride it."

    "Hey, can you ride?" Wang Jianren was a little worried.

    "Who doesn't know how to ride a tricycle? My three-year-old Liu Xiaobao downstairs can ride one. I rode one when I was five years old!" Zhu Yanyan seemed to be completely excited. She stood up and stepped on the pedal and rushed out.

    Wang Jianren hesitated for a moment before taking a step forward to prevent any eventuality.  It is true that a three-wheeled child can do this, but once he learns to ride a bicycle, this natural skill will be reset to unusable immediately, because the control method of a bicycle is completely different from that of a tricycle. One is to follow the movement of the bicycle with skill, and the other is  Anyone who has not practiced again will never be able to master it by relying on brute force.  In other words, all children who cannot ride a bicycle will definitely be able to ride a tricycle, but adults who have learned to ride a bicycle may not be able to ride a tricycle.

    Sure enough, as soon as Zhu Yanyan rushed out, she couldn't hold the steering wheel of the car at all. The car body tilted and it drifted gracefully. Before Wang Jianren could catch it, he saw the tricycle swerve in the driveway and hit the roadside.  The car stopped on the green belt, and the rear of the car just happened to brush against a white BMW Z4 on the side of the road, causing a small dent near the rear door.

    Zhu Yanyan sat in the car blankly, looking at the dents made by the BMW, then turned to look at Wang Jianren who rushed over, pursed her lips and burst into tears.

    "Damn it, are you still crying?" Wang Jianren was so anxious that he scolded his mother.  Fortunately, the BMW didn't sound its siren, and no one seemed to have noticed it when I looked around. I quickly went up and pulled Zhu Yanyan out and gave it to her companion, a girl, who also ran over.  "Why don't you run away quickly?"

    Fortunately, the female student was still a little quick-witted, turned around and hailed a taxi that had just driven by, pushing Zhu Yanyan into it. Wang Jianren also jumped on the tricycle and ran away as fast as he could.  go out
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