Wang Yun quickly dressed, washed and ate breakfast. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Xifeng had no fertility and was hard-lived, and after killing three husbands in succession, she completely gave up, and returned to the Wang family as a housekeeper, and after the death of her brother and sister-in-law, she depended on Wang Yun for her life.

The ex was very afraid and attached to this aunt, especially after the family property was quickly lost behind her back.

Although Aunt Xifeng doesn't know how to campaign, she didn't say anything about her cooking skills, and the fried poached eggs with ham and sausage for breakfast taste good, and they are just right with bread and milk.

This duplex suite, located on the 53rd floor of the highest floor of the building, has a wide view, Wang Yun sits at the dining table, gobbling up while looking out through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It's summer, and even though it's only eight o'clock in the morning, the sun is already shining down and the restaurant is shining brightly, which is a good sign that there is no smog in the city of Tianqiu.

I saw that under the bright sky, there are high-rise buildings everywhere, and on the vertical and horizontal ribbon streets that occasionally appear under the buildings, all kinds of vehicles like ants flow endlessly, if you don't know that you have crossed it, the outside is a portrayal of the bustling city of the earth.

Just finished eating, the mobile phone rang, Wang Yun picked up this Huang Cancan, there was a golden peach mobile phone with a peach pattern that had been bitten on it, and the caller ID was sloppy.

The image of a young fat man appeared in his mind, since his predecessor had almost ruined the family property, and his friends had almost disappeared, Ma Sloppy was the only best friend who did not give up on him, because this guy had also been fighting the idea of Wang's manor.

The phone was connected, and a sloppy and angry voice came: "Wang Dashao, my own brother!" The circle has spread, how can you bet on this, Daji's bitch was raised by Cao Cao, you were sold, and you helped the number of Tianqiu coins." ”

Wang Yun is not the original straw bag, through memory, he has long known that this Daji and Cao Cao must have a relationship, even if he has a leg, it is a matter of course.

"His son of a bitch!" would be too suspicious to be indifferent.

"You sell Wang's Manor to me now, let's put the signing date in front of your agreement, I will give you five million Tianqiu coins, who called us good brothers, brother gritted his teeth to help you, I don't want you to lose all your money." ”

"You dog food!" Wang Yun smiled angrily, resisted the urge to smash his mobile phone, and hung up directly.

Tianqiu has a must-believe communication software, which integrates functions such as QQ, WeChat, Weibo, and bank accounts in the previous life, and the icon is a smiley face.

Wang Yun's curiosity came up, and he clicked on this smiling face, and a string of information was displayed:

You have been kicked out of the "Pure Friendship" group and refused to join the group. 】

[You have been kicked out of the "We Will Always Be Friends" group and have been denied permission to join the group. 】

[You have been kicked out of the "Natural Born Siblings" group and denied permission to join the group. 】

[You have been raised in the "Playboy" group and have been denied permission to join the group. 】

……

Obviously, he has become a piece of, except for flies, no one wants to make friends with him, even the "playboy" group can't look down on him, and if he thinks about it, if even the Wang Manor is gone, it is estimated that his circle of friends will be gone.

Well, there is actually a group of "Friends of Women" who has reserved its place and has not kicked itself.

According to the memory, the ex has forgotten how he joined this group, but it should have been joined not long ago, and the bad taste was retained, that is, a group of middle-aged resentful women whining and talking about the shortcomings of their parents through their mobile phones.

He wanted the prodigal son to turn back, Wang Yun shouted: "Auntie, do you have a new mobile phone card, I want to break off my friendship with my original fox friends and dogs!"

"Really?" Wang Xifeng appeared in the restaurant like lightning, and a new mobile phone card magically appeared in his hand.

"Really!" Wang Yun took it, changed the mobile phone card, dizzy, this number ends in 7474, go to death! I really don't know that my aunt got such a cherished number.

After thinking about it, in addition to saving the numbers of Daji and Cao Cao, none of the numbers of other fox friends and dog friends are saved, and all blacklists are set up, and the "Women's Friends" group continues to be retained, otherwise they are embarrassed to go out and say that they must believe that they have not added a circle.

Let's start changing clothes and hurry up to register with the Mingguang District Council.

Since it is a sacred thing to register for the election of district councillors, a white shirt, black pants, black leather shoes are the most formal, and a red scarf is tied...... Forget it, it's summer.

"Are you going to attend the funeral?" Wang Xifeng was stunned in his heart, this was specially for the funeral, and he added an outfit to this nephew, and he didn't know who died.

"I ......" Wang Yun realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly said: "Auntie, I went to the district council to register for the district council, what should I wear?"

"Are you really?" Wang Xifeng almost didn't catch it in one breath, and coughed continuously...... No, the sun finally came out of the west, and this kid wanted to do something serious, so he couldn't hit him.

She suppressed her mind and pondered: "I have seen those people who register for the election, they are all dressed very casually, even if they wear a vest and pants to register, there is nothing. ”

If there is a treasure in the family, listen to my aunt, and the weather outside must be very hot.

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The Myongguang District Council and the District Government are both old-fashioned six-storey buildings, but the District Council building is red on the outside, while the District Government building is white, and they are intimately adjacent to each other, surrounded by an iron fence in a tree-lined and flowery area, next to the Mingguang District Civic Park.

Wang Yun entered the district council nervously, and came to the registration hall as soon as he inquired, but he did not expect that on the last day of registration, there were hundreds of candidates lined up, and some people were being interviewed by reporters.

A brown-haired white woman wearing casual clothes and a ponytail was in a corner of the hall, holding a microphone in her hand, talking eloquently to a middle-aged man carrying a camera: "I am Catherine, a reporter from Joaquin TV's "Let's Talk Today" column, today is the last day of registration for Mingguang District Councilors, I didn't expect the atmosphere to be so warm......

Is this really here to register for the election? Isn't it at the Center for Abnormal Humanity?

I saw the people in line to register dressed in all kinds of colorful colors to show off their powers, and some dressed themselves up in all kinds of strange shapes, as if they were attending a masquerade ball, and the most impressive thing was the two people who were being interviewed.

One is a middle-aged white balding man with a few leaves on his lower body, his chest is overgrown with weeds, and his face is compassionate, and he keeps saying that he is running for election to awaken everyone's awareness of environmental protection.

The other was wearing a costume, his face was covered with black shoe polish, and he wrote two white characters "Qingtian" on his forehead with ulterior motives, waving his hands to show that he was a yellow person, and impassionedly said that he came to run for election in order to better supervise the bitches of the district government to be honest and honest.

Wang Yun looked at his dress, a small white vest on his upper body, denim shorts on his lower body, and double sneakers on his bare feet, and he also imagined that this energetic dress could attract attention, among these candidates, it was the most normal, and it seemed that he still had a lot to learn.

I couldn't help but get nervous, what was the purpose of my candidacy? If a reporter came to ask, it would be troublesome, fortunately or unfortunately, no one would have anyone to bird him.

Wang Yun was full of curiosity about these two unconventional guys, and when he heard the reporter's question, he learned that the environmental obscene man was called George, and the black-faced Qingtian man was called He Shen.

George won't say anything, and he doesn't know if it's the green onion, but this and Shen reminded him of the famous Qing Dynasty embezzlement in his previous life.

After taking a serious look, although He Shen's face was dark, he seemed to have good facial features, and he thought that he was the same as Daji and Cao Cao, but he had the same name as a historical figure, but there were too many names!

Wang Yun lined up, listening to these abnormal human beings talk about some matters related to the election, and when it was his turn to register, he found that after changing his clothes, he rushed straight here in a hurry, and he didn't bring anything except his ID card.

Fortunately, there was no money for registration, and the old lady in charge of registration checked his ID card, left his name and contact number, and told him to prepare a red cloth 20 meters long and 1 meter wide to sign a long banner, and he must collect 100,000 signatures and recommendations from adult residents in Mingguang District within 10 days, and hand it in here to be considered an official candidate.

If you become an official candidate, you will start competing with other official candidates for the position of 100 district councilors, and as for the relevant procedures in the future, please get the signature, don't you see that there is still a long queue behind you?

Wang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and while the old lady was still patient, he seized the last opportunity to inquire, and more than 10,000 of the 1 million permanent residents in Mingguang District had already signed up to run for district councilors, and he immediately felt out of breath again.

Time was pressing, and if the old lady hadn't said that the signatures of the people who had registered for the election and the staff of the organs would not count, in order to prevent deliberate collusion and corruption of the cadres of the organs, he would have wanted to book signatures with these abnormal human beings and the old lady on the spot.