The garden community has 20 floors high, and the people who live in it are ordinary middle-class white-collar workers.

Today, the neighborhood committee received a complaint from the entire building.

When the director of the neighborhood committee saw these complaints early in the morning, he wondered if he hadn't woken up yet.

"Why are so many people complaining about the residents on the 10th floor?"

"Director, you can count it, not only the residents of Building A, but also the residents of Building B, there are also complaints. ”

Zhang Lihua entered the door and asked, "What's going on?"

The new little girl's face turned red and twisted a little, "Director, didn't you hear it last night?"

Zhang Lihua was confused, and there was confusion behind her glasses, "What did you hear?"

"Last night, Wang Meili, a resident on the tenth floor, she..." The little girl leaned into Zhang Lihua's ear and whispered the following content.

"And this?!"

This is really, unheard of!

"Otherwise, how do you think so many phone complaints came from this morning?"

Zhang Lihua looked like a ghost, "Okay, okay, I know about this matter, I'll deal with it now." ”

She pulled open the drawer and flipped through a notebook filled with phone numbers.

She searched for it, and when she finally found it, she picked up the microphone and dialed the number she found.

The phone beeped five or six times before it was connected.

"Hey, hello, is it the resident Wang Meimei?"

On the other end of the phone, a man's voice came from the low volume.

"Beautiful, looking for you?"

Then there was the impatient voice of a woman, equally loud.

"Hmph, looking for me early in the morning, there must be nothing good about it, hang it. ”

Doodoooooo –

Zhang Lihua looked at the microphone and sighed.

In these years, customers are uncles, and it is difficult to serve.

Press the replay button, and the number is called again.

After connecting, it was still a man's voice.

"Why are you calling again," the man was a little dissatisfied.

"Excuse me, please answer the phone Wang Meili, I am Zhang Lihua, the director of the neighborhood committee, and I have something urgent to find her. ”

Anyway, she got mixed up with the director, and she still has a way to deal with this kind of situation where others don't answer the phone.

"Hey, it's Director Zhang, I didn't know it was you just now, hey, don't mind. ”

It may be that the neighborhood committee is related to her vital interests, and when she received the call, it was a 180-degree change.

The delicate voice made even her body tremble when she heard it.

What a demon.

"Yes, we got a lot of complaints this morning about the noise you caused last night, which has affected the entire residential building, as well as nearby residential buildings. ”

"Oh~~ That's the case, I know Director Zhang, last night, my voice and my mouth were a bit loud, you just put your heart in your stomach, wow, no similar thing will happen in the future." ”

Wang Meili was both a promise and a smile, but she hung up the phone.

Her enthusiastic face turned cold.

"You dead ghost, did you take drugs last night, so fierce, the people from the neighborhood committee called. ”

She gave Huang He a resentful nudge and woke him up.

She felt to herself that she was no different from usual last night, why did she disturb the people?

"Heaven and earth conscience, beautiful, we had dinner together last night, did you see me taking medicine?"

Huang He's fat body sat up, slowly, and lit another cigarette.

"Besides, the doctor has already told me that I don't dare to eat that stuff anymore. ”

"And you got Teddy up last night?"

Thinking that the whole building heard it last night, Wang Meili suddenly blushed and became shy.

"Oh my God! The whole building heard, I can't see anyone!"

In the future, when you go out, you must wear a mask, and you can't let people know that you live on the tenth floor.

What a shame!

If people know that they are so powerful, I don't know how many men will worry about the beauty of the old lady.

Huang He himself was puzzled, I didn't eat any unusual food last night, as usual?

"That's right!" Huang He suddenly remembered, and immediately got up.

He walked to the living room, and when he found the spicy bar bag in the trash can, he was amused and speechless.

"Wang Meili, you make a sweet and sour pork ribs, can you still put this package of spicy strips in it?"

"Why, no, you have suffered a thousand cuts!"

Wang Meili had just come out of the room with her long hair in her long hair, and began to complain again.

"You're also a boss, and you don't spend money to hire me a nanny to cook, where will I cook, huh." ”

It's good to have ready-made spicy strips to eat!

"But don't say it, I found that I still have a talent for cooking, and yesterday's food was even more delicious than the food I ate in some hotels. ”

As she spoke, she walked behind the Yellow Crane, and her long, slippery arms hooked around the Yellow Crane's neck and pressed her body up.

"Isn't it going to reward people?"

Huang He carefully recalled the situation last night.

From entering the door, to eating, to applauding love, and then to sleeping.

"It seems that after eating last night, my body seems to have energy?"

He stared at the bag of spicy strips and couldn't help but ponder.

This spicy strip......

Around ten o'clock in the morning, the yellow crane came out of the garden complex, of course, he was wearing a mask.

After coming out, he trotted directly until he reached the intersection of Guangcheng Road.

walked into Liao Yun's small shop, looked around, and found that Liao Yun was not in the store.

"Little boss, are you there?"

Liao Yun suddenly poked his head out from behind a shelf, "Huh, who?"

"It's me, it's me, I bought spicy noodles from you yesterday and gave you a business card, remember?"

Liao Yun saw Huang He, he was still dressed in the same greasy way yesterday, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Looking for me?"

"Something, something, how do you sell this spicy strip?"

Huang He's eyes flashed, he saw a business opportunity, but now he was not sure.

"How else can you sell it, isn't that clearly written?" Liao Yun replied as he sorted out the shelves.

Huang He was holding a black briefcase, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and looking like a boss.

"I mean, I'm going to take the goods from you and buy spicy strips as a benefit for our factory, and see if I can get a discount. ”

Liao Yun glanced at him lightly, with great interest, "Hmph, do you want to buy my spicy noodles here?"

was broken by Liao Yun's words, and Huang He's face did not change.

"Little brother, you misunderstood, I just want to add some benefits to the employees of our factory. ”

What do you think?

Are the leather shoes bad or the leather is of poor quality?

Isn't it good to use leather shoes for welfare?

"As soon as possible, we have a spicy taste, and each person is limited to two packs per day. ”

Huang He was stunned, "Boss, that's not what you said in the store yesterday." ”

Liao Yun nodded, "Yes, I just wrote it today, you see, isn't it on the small blackboard?"

Huang He looked at the small blackboard, and a line of small words was marked below.

"Little brother, your business... That's not how it works. ”

Huang He glanced at Liao Yun with a deep taste, and took out a stack of red suns from his bag without a trace and put it in front of the cash register.

Liao Yun glanced at it, and there were probably 20,000 pieces in that stack.

"Is this boss the kind of person who sees money?" Liao Yun came out of the side of the shelf and walked to the cashier position.

Huang He immediately smiled all over his face, and took out another stack of oily tones.

"It is worthy of the man I Huang He fancies, he is high-spirited and principled, I like it!"

Hehe, I'm angry, dead!

Liao Yun did not answer.

Huang He frowned, pulled down his face, and finally revealed his true face.

"Isn't it just money~"

He took out another 20,000 yuan and smashed it in front of Liao Yun. Black briefcase, like a small ATM.

For this kind of behavior of smashing people with money, Liao Yun, who has developed morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and labor in an all-round way since he was a child, as a socialist successor, is in his heart.

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Envy!

"Hey, if only I could smash people with money someday.