Chapter 20

Zhang Liu was in a daze, while Zhang Fang was clapping his hands at the TV and said, "That brother is so handsome!" ”

Sister Zhang saw Zhang Fang clapping her chubby hands and cheering, she felt very cute, so she teased her: "Is he handsome or your brother handsome?" ”

Zhang Fang looked at the handsome star on the TV very seriously, and then turned her head and said to Sister Zhang very seriously: "That brother is handsome, my brother is not handsome, but beautiful." ”

This one made Sister Zhang laugh out loud with an instant, and then laughed so hard that she couldn't speak, and only stopped half-ringing, turned her head to Zhang Liu and said, "Your sister is so cute." ”

When Sister Zhang said this, Zhang Liu seemed to come back to her senses, and she was still setting the table with her head down, and at this time, Li Weiran walked in and said to Sister Zhang: "Sister Zhang, my key has fallen in the house, and I can't open the door." ”

When Sister Zhang heard this, she said, "Why did you forget it again." Then he stood up, opened a locked drawer with the key hanging from his waist, took out a key from the pile of keys in the drawer, handed it to Li Weiran, and said, "Remember to return it later." ”

Li Weiran took the key a little embarrassed, turned around and left.

During the whole process, Li Weiran lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Zhang Liu, and waited until she got out of Sister Zhang's room before she quietly subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, if he knew that Zhang Liu was there, he wouldn't dare to borrow the key from Sister Zhang, not that Zhang Liu was very evil, on the contrary, although Zhang Liu always came alone, never deliberately close to the newcomers who came in with them, and didn't even say hello much, but after getting along for a long time, Li Weiran also faintly felt that Wei Jiayin seemed to be kind and very enthusiastic with everyone, but it was a bit inconsistent, and although Zhang Liu looked quite cold, he seemed to be a very reliable person.

Several times, he wanted to talk to Zhang Liu and get closer, but he didn't know why every time he got close to Zhang Liu, he instinctively felt a little scared, as if the other party had an aura that suppressed him, so he couldn't help but lower his head and didn't dare to look at Zhang Liu.

Li Weiran didn't know, this is actually an instinct of a person like him who is more sensitive to his spiritual sense, for many people with underdeveloped spiritual sense, when they see Zhang Liu, they just feel that this person is not easy to mess with or feel that this person seems to have a lot of aura to cover the field, but for a person like Li Weiran who is sensitive and has weak spiritual power, he will instinctively be afraid in the face of a person like Zhang Liu, whose spiritual power is very strong.

Zhang Liu in the house naturally didn't know all the changes in Li Weiran's heart outside the house, he put the meal away, hugged Zhang Ya, who was lying on the bed next to Sister Zhang when she was resting, and asked Zhang Xiu and Zhang Fang to eat at the table.

Holding Zhang Ya, Zhang Liu said to Sister Zhang: "Sister Zhang, let's eat together." ”

Sister Zhang smiled and said: "You kid, don't pretend to be so kind, let's take care of your sister, my daughter-in-law will bring me food in a while, the food in our canteen...... Lao Xu's level is too average. ”

Sister Zhang is a native of the imperial capital, although the family has an average economic level, but lives close, has two sons, come to Yuetai Hotel as a dormitory manager, one is retired but idle and feel uncomfortable, and the other is to save some money for the two sons. Sister Zhang's eldest son got married last year, and her daughter-in-law is very filial, and sometimes she will come to deliver food to Sister Zhang at noon.

Zhang Liu didn't feel polite anymore when he heard this, looking at Zhang Xiu, who was eating sweetly, Zhang Liu took out twenty yuan from his pocket and gave it to her, and said, "Brother works the night shift today, and I will go out to buy something during the day tomorrow, you remember to buy food for your sisters." ”

Zhang Xiu took the money and stuffed it in his pocket while eating, and said, "Brother, are you going out?" ”

Zhang Liu nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Zhang Liu also went out to buy daily necessities when he was paying his first month's salary, so Zhang Xiu didn't think much about it, just nodded and said, "I know, brother, I will look at the second and third sisters." ”

At this time, Zhang Ya, who had been babbling in Zhang Liu's arms, suddenly opened her mouth and called out in a vague voice: "Brother...... Brother ......"

Zhang Liu was stunned, Zhang Ya had called "Mom" vaguely before, but this was the first time that Zhang Ya opened her mouth to call "brother", which made Zhang Liu a little surprised.

Looking down at Zhang Ya who was babbling and spitting in his arms and trying to stretch out his fat hand to pull his hair, and then looked at Zhang Xiu and Zhang Fang who were buried in rice, Zhang Liu's eyes that had been like a deep stream softened, and his heart that had been unwavering seemed to have cast a stone and slightly rippled.

Stretching out his hand to wipe away the saliva left by Zhang Ya, Zhang Liu said, "Brother will let you live a good life, definitely." ”

He will settle and repay the karmic debts left by "Zhang Liu", definitely.

Zhang Liu and Brother Liang said hello to the shift, and moved another rest day, working from morning to midnight that day, changing the rest time of the next day.

When he got up the next day, wearing the white shirt in the suit issued by the hotel and a pair of jeans that he had bought after his salary, he dug out the three one-dollar coins that he had been using for divination since his home, threw them up, and the coins fell to the bed.

Looking at this hexagram, Zhang Liu silently calculated with Yimen arithmetic, and the hexagram meant:

Daji, the main name, is in the northeast.

Zhang Liu put away the three coins, put them in his pocket, got up, looked at Zhang Xiu, Zhang Fang, and Zhang Ya who were still asleep, touched Zhang Fang's sleeping red face, and covered them with quilts. By the way, this quilt was given by Brother Liang Liang Jianguo, once Brother Liang went to the dormitory to see these newly recruited employees, and saw that Zhang Liu's family only had two quilts, both of which were spread in front of the mattress, and the quilt was not covered, so he turned out the old quilt that had just been scrapped and had not had time to sell the scrap from the hotel's warehouse to cover them.

Zhang Liu pushed the door and went out, walked towards the northeast, kept walking, walked several streets, several intersections, and then he stopped.

Looking at the huge billboard in front of me, it didn't move.

The magazine is a subsidiary of Jinji Entertainment, which has a full four-story office area in the high-end office building in the sunset district of the imperial city.

The little girl at the front desk was stunned for a moment when she saw the young man opposite who looked extremely clean and beautiful as if he was glowing, so when the young man asked her, "Is this the editorial office of a music magazine?" She nodded subconsciously, and it was only when the boy began to walk in that she came back to her senses, and hurriedly stopped, "Who are you?" Who are you looking for? ”

The young man didn't speak, he pushed the door directly into the office, and said in a very clear voice: "Is the editor-in-chief here?" ”

The people who were busy in and out of the entire office were startled by this voice, and they couldn't help but look at the loud teenager.

Zhang Liu stood there, under the gaze of everyone, so ruthlessly xΓΉ fluctuations, a pair of scary black eyes slowly scanned everyone, so that everyone who looked at him involuntarily trembled, and a girl who was reviewing the manuscript involuntarily trembled when Zhang Liu's eyes swept to her, and said in her heart: This person's eyes are black and chirping, so scary!

Zhang Liu asked politely in a ruthless voice, "What about the editor-in-chief?" ”