Sixty-five. Premeditated escape

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Forget it, you can't ask them anything.

Li Yingjun carried 100,000 brands in one hand and glass trophies in the other, went out, walked a few steps to the right and sat under the eaves.

"Great joy. You've worked hard. ā€

Dale rubbed his clothes vigorously, raised his arm to wipe his sweat, and turned back and said, "It's not hard, it's fun." ā€

"That...... How many did you get? ā€

Da Le wrung out the clothes, hung them up, and asked as he hung them, "What about the four people in the house?" Didn't ask them? ā€

"I asked, they were so confused that they didn't know."

Dale pulled his clothes and said, "Oh, I don't know. ā€

"Huh?"

As soon as Li Yingjun looked up, Da Le was also staring at him from the other side of the clothes rope, grinning maliciously.

Since beating Da Le of the Gao Lu Church and smiling crookedly, with infinite lethality, Li Yingjun's heart was shocked, and he heard Da Le ask: "Speaking of which, why do they call our Fe group the Slum King Group?" ā€

In fact, the shock of the three words "slum" to Li Yingjun was much greater than the four words "king combination" behind him, so that he reacted for a long time before he understood. Since the FE group is called the "king", it must be the first, but he has no time to rejoice and dare not rejoice, he is now brainteasing, thinking about how to explain the word "slum".

Dale looked at Li Yingjun with interest: "Dad, why would the TV station know that we live in a slum?" ā€

"Yes...... Oh, yes? For...... Why? Li Yingjun wiped his sweat.

"Dad, don't you know?"

"I ......"

For the FE group, who are isolated from the outside world and train in isolation, of course, they don't know the boiling news before the game, but with Dale's sensitivity, it will be exposed sooner or later...... Li Yingjun wiped his sweat again and explained honestly: "I actually know a little bit......"

After half an hour of explanation.

"So, what about tomorrow morning......" Li Yingjun's voice sounded timid.

"There's going to be a bunch of reporters tomorrow morning, right?"

"It's not just reporters......" Li Yingjun's voice became quieter.

"And the neighbors know about it this time, right?"

"yes, I wanted to take you to a rented house to avoid the limelight......

"As a result, the house expired, so you had to tell us the truth, right?" Da Le crossed his waist angrily and pointed at Li Yingjun: "I also said that I know a little bit!" Isn't that what you revealed? ā€

"Da Le, I also want you to win......"

"That's right." Da Le sat down, "Forget it, I don't care about you." ā€

Li Yingjun didn't expect Da Le to change his attitude so easily, and was wondering, Da Le spoke again: "100,000 ah, how many flowers do Si Le have to grab, how many newspapers do I have to sell!" ā€

Li Yingjun looked at Da Le speechlessly, and Da Le looked at Li Yingjun with a smile.

Dale said: "Dad, is there any such competition, let's go again." ā€

Wule's head popped up behind the door: "The TV station's boxed lunch is delicious." ā€

Four music popped up above the five music: "I like that host, hee-hee." ā€

Erle stuck out his tongue: "You are too young to be Brother Yang's girlfriend." ā€

Sanle was a little shy: "Dad, can we still see Ruoruo?" ā€

"Brother Yang? What if? "Li Yingjun is a little confused.

"It's Yang Yang, and the female lead singer of Satan." Da Le turned around: "Hey, how old are you, what are you thinking?" Dad, you have to take care of them, that Ruoruo took a puff of smoke at Sanle, and now he is confused about Sanle! ā€

"This ...... We come one by one. Kids, it's enough to participate in this kind of competition once. ā€

"We have six mouths to eat, and if we sit and eat empty for 100,000 yuan, it will soon be gone!" Dale sighed.

"Silly boy, do you think Dad asked you to sign the contract for nothing? At that time, the FE group will receive advertisements through Feiyu, release records, and may even act in movies, TV series or something, which will bring income to the FE group. ā€

"Really?" Dale was overjoyed, "Wow, make a movie, make a TV!" ā€

"Also talking about income, the last time the advertisement was so hard, why is there no money?" Sile questioned.

"I said it, Sister Gao Lu asked at that time, and Dad said that it was all for Zoge." Erle has a good memory.

Li Yingjun said: "What about the 100,000 yuan, Dad will save it and not move." Until one of you says that he doesn't like this kind of life and doesn't like to sing anymore, Dad will disband the fe group at any time and let you do what you love to do. ā€

"Wow, I want to go to Shaolin Temple." Erle raised his hand.

mentioned this, Li Yingjun was angry: "I also said, what did you say last time, 'If you don't take revenge, you won't be a person', I haven't criticized you yet!" Where do you read martial arts novels? ā€

Erle immediately recruited: "Brother Xiaoren has a lot of them, and he borrowed my ......"

No wonder he spoke for Erle, Li Yingjun sneered twice, and then Sile spoke: "I want to go to school." ā€

Li Yingjun smiled and touched Si Le's hair that had grown a little: "Good, it's better to be Si Le, I love to study so much." So decided, I'll find time for you to contact the school! ā€

Da Le sighed softly: "It's still early...... Dad, hurry up and think about what to do tomorrow morning. ā€

"Well, Dad has something to do early tomorrow morning, so I'm going to go first."

"Hey, Dad, isn't it? You're so uninteresting! ā€

"Da Le, Dad believes in you, and you, you have all seen a big scene, you can handle it!" Li Yingjun hurriedly fled back to the house.

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"Cunning!" Da Le opened a crack in the door, closed it again, and began to command.

"Erle, wash the rice bowls. Sanle and Sile, you two clean up the house, Wule, you washed your own face, have you washed your face? ā€

Wule said: "What does it matter if you didn't wash it before. ā€

Da Le said: "Less nonsense, I warn you, wait for a while, the reporter can't help but squeeze the door through......"

"I know, I know, I said it three times last night."

Outside the door panel.

"Oh, who, don't squeeze."

"The front won't knock on the door!"

"It doesn't seem like there's anybody."

"Huh?"

"Ahh

"Don't!"

"Wow!"

There was a loud bang mixed with all kinds of shouts, and the door panel collapsed.

The most unfortunate reporter who was crushed under the crowd looked up with all his might, and there were five people in the room, Mohuang was listening to the song, humming as he listened, and the egret and the black heron were sitting side by side at the table, chanting words, and the lark was spinning, looking like they were practicing dance.

Of course, this was all the actions of the reporters before they broke down the door, and now their movements are in a static state, with eight eyes looking at the door together. The only activity was the little dove, who jumped up and down in front of the most unlucky reporter.

"Uncle, you seem to be working hard."

This reporter was working very hard, because several of the people on him had no intention of standing up at all.

At this time, Li Yingjun was looking at a house lease contract.

The intermediary looked up and down at the man with braids and sunglasses in front of him, who was a rich man in terms of tone, behavior and requirements for the house, but the clothes on his body really looked cheap.

"No, it must be a simple but not simple famous costume, and we poor people can't understand it." The intermediary involuntarily looked at Li Yingjun's clothes and shook his head.

His shaking head caught Li Yingjun's attention: "Is there any problem?" ā€

"No, no."

"Oh, I have some questions. How well is the soundproofing here? ā€

"Very good."

"Really?" Lee was skeptical.

"Do you want me to take you to try it?"

Li Yingjun followed the intermediary, and the intermediary said while introducing each room: "In fact, this office building is a business hotel, which has deliberately strengthened the sound insulation effect, and our simple decoration, as you can see, the walls are soft decoration and have good sound absorption effect." ā€

"The room was fragmented and a bit small."

"When the time comes, I will give you the construction drawings, and you can knock out the non-load-bearing walls as you wish, but you will have to pay us a certain amount of renovation fees."

After going around in a circle, the two of them sat back in their original places.

"Do you have any more questions? If that's all right, we'll sign the contract. The intermediary couldn't see any dissatisfaction on Li Yingjun's face, and rubbed his hands excitedly.

Li Yingjun smiled: "Your house price has water, I can't give this price." ā€

The agent smiled professionally: "This is the price given by the owner, and our agent has no right to move." ā€

"Hey, Mingren doesn't say dark words, this office building is biased, and it's not a new building, you should also know what the price of the new building in the same location, what is the price of the new building in the city center, you guys are a bit outrageous. Besides......" Li Yingjun smiled: "The price of this building, you don't want to talk about any landlord, there is no landlord at all, right?" ā€

"You...... That's enough. The intermediary said, "Well, I'll give you this price, how about it?" The intermediary stroked the pen on the contract and crossed out the fraction at the back.

"Also, I can't prepay for a year." Li Yingjun said.

"This ...... There is no room for rent in an office building. The agent was upset: "Do you really want to rent?" ā€

"You think I can't afford to rent it, do you?" Li Yingjun looked at the other party.

"You're mistaken, but there's really no such rule."

"Look at your building, there are no merchants settled in now, and I can only pay in advance for a quarter. If it's still just us after a quarter, then your office building is a ghost building! Not to mention that my business has been ruined by this 'ghost' word, and it will cost me an extra nine months of unjust money, don't you think it's appropriate? ā€

The intermediary does not squeak.

"If I really won't give in, I'll have to go somewhere else."

"That ......," the intermediary stopped, "I really can't be the master." So, I'll give our manager a call. ā€