The smoky afternoon sun,

Inside a shop called 'Prince Indian Oil Shop'......

On the table is an unknown Hindu god,

The posters in the store are all 'bewitching girls',

The owner here is definitely an old pervert with a colored heart and a colored gall......

The shelves are lined with 'Indian god oil' goods,

Three-point bikini,

A certain black-skinned Indian girl personally spokes.

In addition, there are many other aphrodisiac sword products,

On the wall at the back hangs a friendly photo of the fat paper (Cheng Yong) and the Indian people,

There is also a banknote with the words 'Mahatma Gandhi, the Father of the Nation of India', standing next to it.

In the hall is placed the statue of the God of Wealth,

At the feet of the God of Wealth is the audio equipment,

It was from it that the Hindu Divine Comedy, which was exiled in the house at this time......

The loud music in the house just blocked out the chaos outside......

'Purr~'

'Purr~'

A string of phone ringtones just woke up Shen Lang!

With a puff of cigarette in his throat,

I just swallowed it......

"Vomit...... Ahem...... Smoke...... Ahem...... I'm ......."

"Take another suck!"

Shen Lang held the red double happiness that was about to burn out and finally took a sip,

Some recent memories quickly come to mind!

“emm…… I'm Cheng Yong now......"

"Telephone ......"

Fingers touch on the landline phone,

It was as if an electric current had flowed through his body,

"Oh...... This is a call from the host...... Can't pick up ...... I don't have the money to pay the rent......"

Shen Lang can obviously smell a foul smell,

He looked around......

Finally, it was determined that the source of the stench was himself,

Greasy and crooked disgusting hairstyle......

The clothes are also stinky......

At first glance, no, as soon as you smell it, you know that you haven't taken a bath in a while!

have too much expectation of their current appearance and physique,

Shen Lang leaned on the black leather sofa in a daze,

"Huh? What kind of start is this...... Didn't you say that we should move goods from India happily together? ”

Thick white paper desktop computer,

There is also a card game hanging on the screen,

Shen Lang touched his chin,

"Is this FreeCell? Wow...... I miss it so much......"

Clicked for a while......

I found it quite fun......

And then I found one more thing from the icon,

This game is not called FreeCell,

It's called 'Solitaire'!

It's a simple and easy-to-understand name.

Windows's own games saved a lot of teenagers in the microcomputer class~

"Alas...... This time the crossing was too rushed...... It's a bit confusing......"

When Shen Lang was pondering what he should do,

There was a gray-haired old man walking in the 'Love Hotel' next door,

This guesthouse offers 'Leisure and Entertainment', 'Loose Bone Pedal Back', 'Thai Massage', 'Foot Bath and Health Care',

From a fire pot pedicure massage to an oil open back......

It is Shen Lang's favorite ...... No, it's not the 'spicy seed place~' that I ended up visiting~'

This old man is the owner of this 'love hotel'...... Boss!

Boss Ren gray sweater with plaid cotton pants,

Wrapped in a large brown coat,

I'm almost sixty years old......

Except for a little graying hair,

It's also well maintained.

Open the door of the god oil shop,

Boss Ren shouted helplessly,

"Lao Chen!"

Shen Lang got up and looked at the white-haired old man,

Some information about the other party popped up in my head,

Hurriedly nodded, "Haha...... Boss Ren is good...... Come to me......"

"Alas...... Don't be sloppy with me......" Boss Ren looked at Shen Lang angrily, "I'll tell you!" The landlord's phone called me again, and I said you didn't open the door. ”

Shen Lang naturally knew that the other party was pulling out the wounds for himself,

has traveled through so many film and television worlds......

The adaptability is already a great thing!

Shen Lang thanked, "Thank you, thank you." ”

Boss Ren looked depressed, "I'll tell you, it's not a matter for you to do this, listen to me, pay the rent quickly!" ”

A man with a cross-faced face instantly appeared in his mind,

His name is Ning Hao...... The landlord of this shop...... Dead Rent Collector......

It's only been half a month since the last rent was paid.

He actually began to call frequently to urge payment,

Is there still love in this world?

Shen Lang counted the assets on his body,

Is it enough to pay the rent......

Not enough is just enough......

Once you pay the money, it means waiting for death.

The business in the store is very poor,

You have to find a way to improve!

And...... And......

I have an extra dad!

After this memory appeared,

Shen Lang's scalp was numb,

His father's name is Cheng Xiang......

Why don't you call Cheng Xiang half past six......

Cheng Xiang currently lives in the 'Magic City Really Beautiful Nursing Home',

This year's dormitory fee has not been paid in full.

Seven hundred ...... a month Eight thousand four ...... a year

I'm really short of money.

Huh? I remember watching movies without so much trouble!

How did you inexplicably have a father after crossing over!

And his name is Cheng Xiang!

The only thing I can think of is a little fat man with a smiling face!

Yes...... What is the plot of the first 40 minutes......

Confused by the plot,

Shen Lang had to keep smiling bitterly,

"All sorts of ...... Difficulty...... Alas......"

Boss Ren raised his eyebrows, "It's a bad business!" ”

Shen Lang could only nod, "Yes...... You don't see anyone coming...... Horse's ......"

"I'm thinking about it, let me tell you, I put the batch of oil you gave me last time in the store, but no one used it at all! Now it's popular to use Brother Wei, and no one uses the stuff in your store. ”

Before leaving, Boss Ren didn't forget to count Shen Lang and say, "I also used that thing, wipe it!" That's no use for balls! ”

Looking at Boss Ren walking away,

Shen Lang rolled his eyes,

"You're out of the ball at your age, old pervert!"

Outside the store, there is a particularly domineering ...... Old Songhuajiang van......

There is a portrait of the back muscles of a tough guy muscular man posted on it,

The surrounding area is full of slogans of "Indian Divine Oil" and "Prince Divine Oil",

It really takes courage to go out......

By the way...... License plate number...... 沪A88316......

This is Cheng Yong's exclusive mount, which is very stylish~

Shen Lang fidgeted in the store,

Looked at the time......

The Spring Festival has not been long,

It's the beginning of 2003...... QQ began to gain popularity...... The Internet café business is booming...... Some people began to go to Internet cafes to turn on their computers in order to hang QQ levels.

Shen Lang smoked a few more cigarettes,

My own phone is an old-fashioned black flip Motorola,

Messed around for a while......

"I ...... What the hell am I doing...... What about Lao Lu? What about Sihui? What about the yellow hair? What about Lao Liu! ”

"I said that I would save the patients together, how do I feel that the first thing I need to save is myself!"

softened some hungry stomachs,

Shen Lang walked out,

I found myself in a small alleyway,

Directly across from the residential building,

There are storefronts on both sides,

What are 'Hongxing Baths', 'Qi Kitchen Restaurant', 'Banshan Garden Hotel', 'Yuzi Noodle Restaurant', 'Sanjiangyuan Beef Ramen' and so on...... Eat and drink plain...... A street ......

"Where is this?"

Shen Lang stopped and paused in a 'West Lane Management Office',

"West Lane! It can't be that coincidental......"

He hurriedly turned around and walked quickly,

"! Really! ”

Next to the 'Love Hotel' is a large Internet café......

It's called 'A Life Network',

The photo slogan at the door of the store is still 'Welcome to the Love Network'!

Shen Lang swallowed his saliva,

At this time, he felt a little cold,

"What the hell...... It's not the magic capital here......"