Chapter 170: You Don't Have to Thank Me (First Update)
The woman on the other side of the phone seemed to be scolded stupidly by Wen Yinuo, and only said after a while: "...... Do you stretch that fiancΓ©e? No wonder he would rather work overtime every day than go home! With your rude ......"
Before she finished speaking, Wen Yinuo had already interrupted her and said very unceremoniously: "You have been talking about you for a long time, and you haven't said who you are...... Who knows if you're a phone scammer, you want to grab money just by saying a few words, you and I have the same IQ as you? β
The woman over there was so angry that Wen Yinuo gritted her teeth: "Who am I, do you care?" β
"Huh? Didn't you call first? Do you chase stars? β
The other side was directly confused: "...... Chasing stars? Why should I chase stars? β
"Cut, I don't even chase the stars, no wonder I don't know what it means to be the first to flirt! - Fandom terminology, do you understand? Wen Yinuo lectured her disdainfully, "Say, what's your name, otherwise how can I believe that you are Stretch's new love?" Even if you make it up, you'll have to make up a name, right? Are the juniors relying on their brains to make up for it these years? Can people rubbing shoulders with you on the road make you pregnant? β
The woman over there really couldn't withstand Wen Yinuo's neat speech, and began to stammer: "What nonsense are you talking about?!" Ah Zhan and I are colleagues! Ask him if he has a female colleague named Pommary! You ask him if I take care of him every day, buy food for him, and work overtime with him! β
"Pommary, huh? How old is it? When was he born? Don't think I'll believe you if you make up a name. Wen Yinuo took a deep breath and continued to set up information.
Pommarie snorted, "I'm younger than you, I'm only twenty-one this year." β
The madman girl is a normal eighteen-year-old who goes to college and graduates from college at the age of twenty-two.
Wen Yinuo didn't get into the trap at all, and laughed: "It's only twenty-one? I don't believe it, listen to your voice, it's at least thirty! β
"You talk nonsense! I was born on the XX year X month X day, and I have just turned twenty-one, less than twenty-two! The woman over there was so squeezed by Wen Yinuo that she was about to jump.
Wen Yinuo snorted and continued to taunt: "I worked at the age of twenty-one, looking at your IQ, you shouldn't be a skipping student, nor is it a juvenile class, so at most junior high school or high school graduates come out to work, and you are an office assistant in the sky, what are you hi in front of me?" You ask where Shu Zhan graduated, and ask him where I graduated. β
"Are you highly educated?! Even if I don't have a degree, I won't lose to you! It seemed that his feet were trampled on, and he screamed in anger, and then hung up the phone with a bang.
The madman girl was stunned and watched Wen Yinuo's commotion operation, and she was not in the mood to be sad.
ββ¦β¦ This, this, this...... That's it? The madman girl looked at her mobile phone and asked suspiciously, "Are you really not going to ask him?" β
"Of course it's not." Wen Yinuo pouted, puffing out his anger, "No one has dared to slap me in the face so openly in front of me for many years!" β
ββ¦β¦ She's hitting me in the face, where is hitting you in the face? The madman girl was silent for a while, and said quietly.
Wen Yinuo rolled his eyes, "I just said that Shu Zhan is not that kind of person and will not have an affair, so she dared to call and demonstrate, didn't she slap me in the face?" β
"She is stepping on my dignity as a Heavenly Master! If I can spare her, there will be ghosts! β
The mad girl was moved, wanted to laugh again, and had a little bit of panic and sadness, but because of Wen Yinuo's words, she was not particularly sad.
Because Wen Yinuo obviously believes in stretching completely.
The madman girl felt that she shouldn't be suspicious of stretching because of a little thing.
But when she got home, she would definitely have to ask, and she couldn't have acted as if nothing had happened.
While thinking about it, she wanted to persuade Wen Yinuo not to be too angry, but she saw Wen Yinuo stand up and pedal away from her room.
This big flat floor is really big, and the madman girl is worried that it will be rude for her to get lost in other people's homes, so she sits patiently on the corner sofa in the corner and waits for Wen Yinuo to come back.
There was some commotion in the living room, and they had just quarreled with the woman on the other end of the phone, and not many people heard it.
Only a few people nearby glanced at them.
The madman girl took a sip of beer and crushed herself.
Not long after, Wen Yinuo came back, sat back beside her, and spread his palms at her.
A small paper figure cut out of brown papyrus lay in the palm of her white palm.
Chubby and a little cute.
But when she saw the name written on the little paper figure, the madman girl suddenly felt that she was not cute.
The name of "Pang Marie" is written in a red pen on the belly of the paper man, and there is a series of sexagenary branches, which the madman girl does not understand.
Wen Yinuo said: "This is the paper figure I made, the eight characters of Pang Marie's birth written in cinnabar, although I don't know that the time will not be too accurate, but we don't need to be accurate to that extent." To deal with her, this eight characters is enough. β
As she spoke, she stuffed the little paper figure into the mad girl's hand, "Come, you light the fire and burn it." β
Madman: "......"
What kind of feudal superstitious activity is this?
Wen Yinuo took a crystal ashtray and handed her a small and delicate lighter: "Do you want this woman who has intentions for your fiancΓ© to suffer from menstrual pain and can't take care of herself?" β
The madman girl subconsciously said, "Of course I want to." β
But if you think about it, can it be realized?
She still wants to be a millionaire, is it possible?
But seeing Wen Yinuo help her so seriously and use props like cinnabar, it's really distracting.
So even if she knew that it wouldn't do anything, burning it would really make her feel comfortable.
Just take it as a placebo.
The madman girl nodded, smiled reluctantly and said, "Okay." β
She used a lighter to burn the little paper figure made of straw paper to the ground.
Not a single cigarette was burned, and it was turned to ashes.
The madman girl boasted: "The quality of this paper is good. β
"Of course it's good, this is the smokeless paper my uncle made for me." Wen Yinuo was triumphant and patted the crazy girl on the shoulder, "Don't worry, it's not worth arguing with Shu Zhan for that unclear phone call." β
The madman girl choked and said, "Then I can't ask yet?" β
"Of course, you have to ask, but how to ask, you have to talk about the method." Wen Yinuo whispered, "Don't ask directly, you can take a detour and ask his colleagues in a caring tone." You know him so well, if he has something to hide, you can definitely see it. β
The madman girl was persuaded by her and finally nodded in agreement.
This night, the madman girl didn't talk much, and it wasn't until she left that she smiled and hugged Wen Yinuo.
When all the guests left, the entire flat was completely quiet.
Wen Yinuo slumped on the sofa, feeling that he was about to fall apart.
Xiao Yiyuan sat down and pinched her shoulders while asking, "What are you doing at night?" It looks like a fight. β
"Haha, it's more tiring than fighting." Wen Yinuo raised an arm and shook it, "You don't have to thank me, I helped your good roommate solve a problem at night, it was too physically exhausting." So I said, it's okay to fall in love, it's so sad and hurtful! β
As she spoke, Zhang Fengqi's voice howled out of his room: "Wen! One! Promise! You're stealing my rune paper again?! Do you know how expensive that thing is! I've got to get a buck from your rake! β
Wen Yinuo covered his mouth and smiled, got up from the sofa with a cigarette, ran back to his room, and then locked the room with a click.
Zhang Fengqi rushed over, and when he saw that there was only Xiao Yiyuan on the sofa, he couldn't help but smile and said, "This little rabbit cub is really fast!" β
Xiao Yiyuan: "......"
He rubbed his temples, stood up and said, "Uncle Zhang, Nuo Nuo didn't mean it. β
"Ah Yuan, don't talk, you don't understand this." Zhang Fengqi raised his hand to stop him, and said with a smile: "We are not uncles and nephews now, we are masters and apprentices." Wait, this account must be calculated! β
Xiao Yiyuan smiled, thinking that you can just talk about it, now put it off, as soon as Nuo Nuo cries, you will surrender immediately......
He didn't say anything more, and turned back to his room.
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The madman girl drinks a lot of beer at night, and although she drinks well, she is still drunk because she is not in a good mood.
She didn't talk much along the way, and when she got home, she suddenly asked, "Shuhan, does your company have a female colleague named Pang Marie?" β
Shu Zhan nodded, "Yes, she is our company's office assistant, and she always brings me breakfast." However, the breakfast is reimbursed by the company, so it is not her who pays for it. β
After speaking, he asked her, "What's wrong?" Why did you suddenly ask about her? β
The madman girl laughed, "She called you tonight, I couldn't find you anywhere, and then she hung up the phone." β
She wouldn't say what Wen Yinuo said, because those words were also what she wanted to say, and she didn't want to pull Wen Yinuo between them.
Unexpectedly, Shu Zhan didn't care at all and said, "Oh, hang it up." It won't be a big deal. β
Seeing that Shu Zhan didn't pay attention to it at all, the mad girl was slightly relieved, but she was more concerned about Shu Zhan.
She used to spend most of the morning getting up early to cook for her, and she reflected on herself and felt that she couldn't take everything that Shu did for her for granted.
So on Sunday morning, she also got up early and made Shu Zhan's shredded meat noodles that she was good at.
Shu Zhan ate very happily, and took the initiative to watch a movie with her for an afternoon, and the relationship between the two was better than before.
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I went to work on Monday, the stretch came early, and the rest of the company didn't arrive.
He first went to his office and took a look at the status of the program.
Fortunately, nothing went wrong and it is still running.
He turned on the surveillance again to see if anyone continued to try to sneak into his office this weekend.
The monitor at the door of the stretch office was installed by himself, the camera was bought by himself, and the software program was written by himself and connected to the mobile phone.
As long as you open the mobile APP, you can play back the records of the two days.
He listened to the monitoring program, saved it on his phone, and then went to the pantry to make coffee.
Coming back with coffee, he closed the office door, put on a Bluetooth headset, put his phone on the phone holder, and began to quickly broadcast the monitoring of the past two days.
It was fine at the beginning, no one on Friday, no one on Saturday.
But on Sunday afternoon, he saw someone walk in from the outside, past the door of his office.
The man didn't go into his office, but went to the computer lab across the street from his office.
Stretch clearly saw that the person was actually Thomas.
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