Zhang Jing pulled his T-shirt and sweatpants out of the cabinet, and thought about whether to get a set of his jacket and jeans for this guy as well, fortunately, he was about the same height and figure as this Joseph, if he was so tall as Lin Zitan, he wouldn't be able to wear this clothes.

However, thinking that Lin Zi has been running up, and he can't rush up at about 1.78, I will inevitably feel a burst of melancholy in my heart, MD, should I also do fitness, and see if I can break through 1.8 meters before the age of 23? Zhang Jing thought nonsense while taking his clothes and walking down.

"Hey, Joseph, you can take these clothes and change them. Zhang Jing threw the clothes in his hand to Joseph, who was still standing stupidly on the edge of the sofa and was embarrassed to sit.

"Have you eaten, but I only have quick-frozen dumplings here~" Zhang Jing said as he opened the refrigerator and looked at it, in addition to two buckets of milk, there was only a carton of eggs, and even the bread was only a piece of toast. When I opened the freezer again, there was only half a pack of unsealed quick-frozen dumplings left, lying alone inside.

"Okay, thank you, I'll go wash up first, and I'll cook it myself when I get back~" Joseph said softly embarrassedly.

"That's okay, I'm a little tired today, so I'll go to rest first, these pots and pans, you can use them yourself! I don't cook much anyway!" After speaking, Zhang Jing walked upstairs in a dashing manner.

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Before Lin Zitan left, he heard Zhang Jing say that he would go out to play at night, and he didn't know when he would come back, thinking that he had driven out, so he wanted to make a call to remind him that he should not drive after drinking, who knew that the mobile phone was just about to dial, and he received a call from Zhang Jing.

"Hey, how's it going, are you going home?" Lin Zitan listened to the phone while sliding the mouse around on the desktop, he was just looking at his stock, and now the stock of a certain fruit has risen to more than $50, and it is expected to exceed $60 by the end of the year.

"I'm back early, MD feels like I've been cheated by that Zhao Peng!" Zhang Jing scolded and told Lin Zitan about the process.

"Zhao Peng, your school's kind of people in the future will be less careful!" Lin Zitan also felt a little ridiculous after hearing this, so he drank two bottles of beer and sang a few songs, and it cost 1,100 dollars, even if he specifically entered that kind of store, it wouldn't cost that much, right?! While thinking that Zhang Jing was not worth it, he felt that Zhao Peng must have a problem.

"Well, I met at the Chinese Friendship Club when I first started school, I looked at people who were quite eloquent, and he knew all about the delicious and fun places in New York, but I didn't expect it to be this kind of play, MD don't think I will believe him again in the future!" Zhang Jing still felt guilty when he thought about it.

"But you're also very smart, you didn't take out all the 1100, this guy is clearly cheating you!" Lin Zitan said this, and unconsciously raised a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, thinking that Zhang Jing was occasionally confused, but most of the time he was still quite shrewd!

"He called those two women, it would be good if he didn't let him pay 800, but then the woman helped me order some songs! But I also gave a tip, and I didn't work hard for her in vain!" Zhang Jing said, took out the cigarette case from the bedside table, knocked out a cigarette and lit it, and took a hard puff.

"When did you go out and be stingy, it is estimated that Zhao Peng deliberately took you to that kind of place because of this. Pay attention in the future, just don't get so close to him, and try to keep a low profile at school, sometimes not only the bad boys of Chinese descent worry about you, but also foreigners eat and drink!" Lin Zitan reminded.

"Okay, I'm not stupid, don't think I'll play with him again in the future. By the way, there's one more thing. Zhang Jing spat out a smoke ring and continued:

"Who do you guess I ran into on my way back?"

"Who? you drove back?" Lin Zi asked unhurriedly when he heard his tone.

"No, I took the subway back, just because I took the subway, I also picked someone back, and I'm still downstairs at this time!" Zhang Jing laughed as he spoke, last time he laughed at Lin Zitan, but this time he took people home directly.

"Who? wouldn't be ... Joseph?" Lin Zi hesitated.

"I'll go, why can't I hide anything from you, are you a half-fairy?

"You said you took the subway, you took the subway, and you said that you picked up someone, besides Joseph, who else can you pick up?" Lin Zitan said with a smile.

"But this TM is not scientific? Even if I take the subway, you can't think of Joseph all at once, right?" Zhang Jing still felt incredible.

"The weather is so cold, many homeless foreigners like to hide in the subway to keep warm, sit from beginning to end, and then sit from tail to end, and some sleep in the subway.

"He's not in the subway, he's at the subway entrance, squatting at the subway entrance on Main Street, ha~ Do you know? He also put a Coke cup in front of him, saying homeless, and he actually charged a few dollars. Zhang Jing said with a smile.

"Wait, what kind of smell is this? Didn't Joseph burn my kitchen?" As he was talking, Zhang Jing suddenly smelled a strange smell coming from downstairs, as if something was burned, he quickly held his breath, got up and walked downstairs.

Zhang Jing walked down the stairs and saw Joseph wearing his T-shirt and sweatpants, scrambling around in the kitchen.

"Hey~ What are you doing?" Zhang Jing walked to the kitchen door and knocked lightly.

"Ah~ me. I want to fry an egg, but... Hehe, I don't know how it turned black~" Joseph scratched his head in shame.

"You fried an egg after so long, and you still fried it like this?" Zhang Jing walked over and looked at the two black eggs in the frying pan, which was simply miserable.

"Why don't you cook dumplings?" Zhang Jing said curiously.

"Uh, cook. I boiled it, but... Can't eat. Joseph's head was lowered, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Zhang Jing looked at the few dumplings left in the trash can in the kitchen again, and after a closer look, TM didn't look like they were cooked at all, no wonder he said he couldn't eat them.

"This... Have you eaten these dumplings?" Zhang Jing asked in shock?

"Uh, I ate some, really. It didn't taste good, so I threw it out. Joseph didn't dare to look at Zhang Jing's eyes at all, people arranged for him to live, and gave him a place to cook food, but unfortunately he couldn't cook anything except hot toast and make a sandwich, and when he saw a piece of toast, he wanted to fry an egg and eat it between them, who knew that this fried egg was so difficult.

When Zhang Jing heard him say this, his eyes were about to pop out, Joseph was also a middle-aged man in his forties, had he never cooked? This realization made Zhang Jing almost begin to doubt his life, he used to feel that he couldn't do anything but eat, but today he finally saw another strange thing, and thought to himself, how can this person live so big? Could it be that he used to go out to eat? No wonder our restaurants in Greater China can be opened to all corners of the United States!

"Hey, hey, Zhang Jing, are you okay?" Lin Zitan, who hadn't hung up the phone yet, couldn't help but ask out loud when he heard their conversation.

"Uh, it's okay, you wait a minute~" Zhang Jing pointed to these pots and pans and said to Joseph: "Can you please clean these up?

Joseph nodded hurriedly and said yes, and quickly turned on the faucet to rinse the stove that had just made a mess.

"I'll go, this foreigner can't even fry an egg! I ate the dumplings if they weren't cooked, I was really convinced!haha~" Back in his room, Zhang Jing smiled breathlessly, and rolled around on his bed as he spoke.

"Don't laugh, it's not too late, you better order a takeout for him nearby, I guess he hasn't eaten much today, or he won't go to your kitchen to toss around." Lin Zitan couldn't stop laughing when he heard that he had been suppressing his low voice, and couldn't help but remind.

"Hold the grass, I'm really convinced, haha~" Zhang Jing was still chuckling, but he had already restrained a lot.

"That's okay, I'll hang up, I'll order him a takeout, or he can really burn down my kitchen!~Ha~" Zhang Jing said and hung up the phone, ran to the stack of magazines in the study to find a menu from a nearby Chinese restaurant, and called for a fried noodles and two bottles of Coke.