"I'll go! I can do things with this clothes!" After buying computers and printers in the afternoon, Qiu Biao took his work clothes at home and changed into a security uniform, which made him feel a lot of energy, and he could also do a lot of things that others did not pay attention to under the cover of his clothes.

"Well, I'll see it!" Hu Dafa looked at it and nodded, "You take the printed photos, I'll take a look at them again!" Hu Dafa took a few pieces of printing paper and looked at them up and down, left and right.

"You say, let's add such a sentence, how about it? Just say: We still have the video of your house in our hands, be careful, don't make a mistake!" Hu Dafa raised his eyes and looked at the two brothers.

"It's almost there, can the factory director's little heart still bear it?" Qiu Biao looked at Hu Dafa and made a kind look.

"Which great man said that? Tolerance towards the enemy is cruelty to oneself! Right! And who has also said that if such a thing is done, the reservoir dog should be beaten, and he must be remembered, don't stretch out your hand, you will be caught, and you will be beaten up!" Hu Da spoke aggressively, as if he had not done anything, but was just watching the news and making comments.

"Yes, listen to you, you can write!" Qiu Biao has nothing to argue with, if you want to write, just write! Your notes have to be written stroke by stroke, otherwise people may not know each other!

"Oh!" Hu Dafa pondered for a long time, and returned the pieces of paper to Qiu Biao, "Forget it, I won't show my timidity, I write cursive, I'm afraid he won't recognize it!"

"I'll go, what about you still writing in cursive? Don't be sour and pretending to be vinegar, the old man has graduated from college! Write your regular script well!" Qiu Dalong finally found an opportunity and directly damaged Hu Dafa.

Hu Dafa listened happily, hoping that Qiu Dalong could come up with some fresh words in order to stimulate his imagination. "Come on, let's go!" Under the command of Hu Dafa, Qiu Biao rushed into the community like a soldier.

At noon, after Hu Dafa's words and deeds, careful guidance, Qiu Biao has matured a lot, at least the psychological pressure has been resolved, although it is not yet possible to do Mount Tai collapse in front of the same color, elk in the left and not instantaneous, but can also hold his head high, eyes without squinting into the community.

The security guards of the community did not care when they saw the similar clothing and similar logos on the back, and there was every reason to think that this was to go in and chat with the villagers, not their own business, so what do they do so much? It is not a high-end, closed community, and more is better than less.

When passing by the doorman, Qiu Biao deliberately lowered the brim of his hat, and the expert said: Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years! After thinking about it, it's safer to go up the stairs! Save yourself from being photographed by the camera again, the hottest time at noon is over, it's evening, climb the stairs!

After the mailbox, I stuffed a few printed photos into the mailbox on the lower floor, most of them are elderly people who live, and they all love to chat, so take a look, save you from having nothing to do after eating, chat every day, it is better to care about the people around you.

The remaining two were left for the factory director, Qiu Biao walked upstairs quickly, and it was only the sixth floor, which was not high. As soon as I went up to the second floor, I didn't look carefully at the road, but I was blocked by an old lady who was cleaning up the tatters in the corridor.

"Oh, be careful, don't touch it!" the old lady looked up and saw that it was a small security guard, and the grumbling words followed, "Oh, you don't care, I have packed up the things, and they are about to be sold, you can tell me, and there are those who steal my things!

"Oh, I'll go, scare me!" Qiu Biao looked at a place behind the stairs, which had been occupied by the old lady's rags, and was tying cardboard boxes, old newspapers, and a sack of drink bottles. "Auntie, you're going to sell rags!"

Since you're passing by, it's not a big deal to say a word!

"But no, didn't you say you had to check it again! Hurry up and clean it up, and sell it clean! I won't have to cause trouble for you. The old lady recognized the wrong person, and only thought that the world's security guards were a family, "When will you check it? Are these two pieces of paper in your hand useful, if they are useless, give them to me, sell them for money!"

"What? Waste paper! This old lady is too funny, this is a weapon that cost 20,000 yuan to print! With it, we are safe, without it, something may happen!" Qiu Biao thought, his mouth was a little unfavorable, "Don't, this is evidence!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I chuckled in my heart, what evidence, what evidence, what nonsense to talk to this old lady? Hurry up and get down to business!

"What kind of evidence is this?" The empty nester hopes most that he can have someone to talk with him for a while, and the children are not around, or he can focus the rest of his energy on square dancing, picking up rags, and taking care of his grandchildren, and find that a young man can be willing to say a few words to himself, then he has picked up a treasure.

"Well! Little advertisement!" After sweating, Qiu Biao's mind cleared up a little, and the little lie came smartly and timely, "Who are you looking for!" said, no longer staying, directly over the tattered like a hill, and went up a layer. After walking a long way, I can still hear the old lady muttering to herself on that floor.

"Hey, it's long overdue, look at this wall, what is through the sewer pipe, repair the air conditioner, clean the range hood, decoration, all pasted. What else is Miss Bao's, is this surnamed Bao? Or what? Could it be that she is a descendant of Bao Gong? Miss Bao, dressed so explicitly......

Climbed to the sixth floor, and finally couldn't hear the old lady's chatter, Qiu Biao stretched his neck and looked into the corridor, at this time, every household was cooking, and the corridor was quiet.

"Quick, you must be fast, even if you meet someone who goes out, you are not afraid of your own clothes! Just think that you are really catching and distributing small advertisements!" Qiu Biao thought, lifted his heels, and walked quickly to the door of the factory director's house, his ears were already pricked up, listening to the voices outside.

The two printed pieces of paper were folded, stuffed from the iron railing of the security door, and fell directly between the security door and the wooden door, as long as he opened the door, he would definitely be able to see it. After doing this, Qiu Biao quickly turned around, rushed downstairs, and walked out of the community.

"Hey, this little thing, I'm sweating!" Qiu Biao got into the Jinbei car, and only then did he take a breath, complaining about the old lady's chatter just now, and telling the whole process.

If the big thing is successful, drinking and eating cannot be avoided. Hu Dafa and the Qiu brothers found a small restaurant and sat in the only private room, and everyone's heart was put into their stomachs.