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At this time, the WeChat list of messages continues, and a lot of silence is received, but it is only from one person, the remarks on it are the landlord, maybe you don't need to read the news to know everything, Wanhu owes two months of rent, it was agreed to settle it yesterday, and now it is the next day, and still has not fulfilled the promise, which is embarrassing.

He still chose to open the dialog box, and sure enough, the message was like that, and Wanhu paused for a while, wanting to reply to something, but he didn't type a word for a long time, because it was deleted and edited, edited and deleted, and then, suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Are you there?"

"It's coming!" Wan Hu responded, immediately turned over and jumped out of bed, ran to open the door, the door opened in front of a bald man of fifty or sixty years old, he was holding a bunch of keys in his hand, it was very much like the uncle of the school dormitory, Wan Hu saw that it was him, smiled disobediently, and said, "Have you eaten?" ”

"No, what about you?"

"Nope."

The air was embarrassed for a few seconds, and the landlord paused, and said in a very flat tone and in his eyes:

“…… You haven't been here for the past few days, haven't you, it's been two months of rent, a total of 1220, including 20 for utilities, it's time to find a way to give it, because you also know that we have twenty or thirty tenants here, if all of them are like you, then we really can't do it. ”

The buildings here are not three-bedroom suites, they are like a small hotel with a bathroom and a kitchen, maybe the first building is the layout of the hotel, and then all of them have been changed to rent, a total of more than 30 rooms, and the landlord's monthly income is 30,000 or 40,000.

Wan Hu got out of the way and let the landlord in, and then he said, "Something has really gone wrong recently, so let's pay it off by tomorrow night." ”

The landlord didn't enter the door, but was far away, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, give me an answer before tomorrow night, in addition, the rental arrangement is a little tight, and several tenants are coming, so you have to hurry." ”

"Okay, tomorrow, definitely."

After the landlord left, Wan Hu sighed, and his brows tightened unconsciously, he had always been very happy no matter what difficulties he encountered, but now it is difficult to return, it is really difficult, too difficult! Although he promised to pay off the rent by tomorrow night, he really didn't know how to think of it, the mobile phone was overpaid, and the money of friends and friends was borrowed when he started his business, and now he only has to say it home, but ...... Difficult!

"What should I do? What should I do? How should I !! ”

He slammed into the wall, and in an instant it was a sound from Mu Dengdeng, and the pain in his fist was often very light compared to the sourness and pain in his heart, and this time he was really desperate.

"These people...... There are also these people, these people ...... "There are a lot of people in Wanhu's WeChat list, wall painting customers, tutors, parents, and relatives and friends, and the wall painting is still done?" He asked in his heart, how about it, even if there is a list now, you can't get the money in a short time to solve the rent, how to get the money quickly, maybe not only him, many people are thinking about the problem, there are opportunistic shortcuts in the market, or improper industries and means, of course, the fastest is to grab ABC, to be honest, next door downstairs is an agricultural bank, almost every week will deposit the car to come......

"I'm so out of my mind, what do I think!!" Wan Hu shook his head, then turned off his mobile phone, looked at the ceiling with a dull gaze, got up and went downstairs for a long time, bought a pack of cigarettes and a box of lunches and returned upstairs, killing a little time, his eyelids began to heavily, and gradually closed his eyes.

I slept deeply for a long time, and when I woke up, it was already eleven fifty, close to twelve. Wan Hu got up and poured several glasses of water in a row, and went back to bed again, but now he couldn't sleep at all, so he had to take out his mobile phone, still facing the same problem, no money.

"What the hell should I do, I can't bear it anymore, who will save me?" Wan Hu muttered to himself, after speaking, the strange thing was that he laughed inexplicably, the laughter was very weird and poignant, and the weirdness made him suddenly stunned.

"Huh."

At this time, he looked at his phone randomly, from the browser to the penguin, from the penguin space to the circle of friends, and then to the contact list, no matter where he went, his mood was undoubtedly the same, confused and lost.

In the end, he chose to open Word and planned to start his third career, speaking of these three professions, one is the previous wall painting company, taking some orders, the second is tutoring, and the last one is writing. He himself used to be the author of the starting point Chinese network, and now in desperation, he can only choose to resume this part-time job again, maybe he can mix a full attendance and dibao, 600 or 1500, such a number is the standard for fighting the street, and even some of the street fighting can't even get these basic guarantees, then it's even worse, no matter how small the grasshopper is, it's meat, Wanhu plans to return.

He has a book that has been broken for a long time for 300,000 yuan, and there are about 500 collections and equalizations, and if he insists on finishing it this month, there will be hundreds of shopkeepers, and now for him, hundreds of yuan, or even dozens of yuan are very precious.

However, after opening the word, he didn't know how to write, because the plot had exploded, and if he persisted in the next chapters, he might be able to write it, but it was all water, and he could water as much as he wanted, so it wasn't impossible, but it was not only too painful for him This matter was actually a kind of deception to the reader, and he couldn't bear it, so he finally withdrew, and chose to continue to be a eunuch, Tuoxin said, even if he worked part-time, he wouldn't write it in his life, impossible! Exit, and then open the chicken game.

This game has been very hot recently, and the popularity is no less than that of the king pesticide, but I don't know why, after he played it, he instantly felt bored, maybe it was also because the wifi network was unstable, the game screen was not smooth, and it was naturally not enjoyable to play, just when he was extremely bored, suddenly, WeChat messages came one after another.

"Damn, this is !!" He was extremely surprised, rubbed his eyes, and the chat group he saw last night was actually displayed on it, and then looked at the time, it was past twelve o'clock!

It's very hot when I open the group chat, but it's all those avatars and IDs I saw last night, one of the hanged ghosts and the old ghost are fighting emojis, and the two of them are fighting hot, like a child, so that the entire WeChat group is encroached upon by their news.

Thinking back to last night's events, Wan Hu suddenly felt a chill, and didn't dare to interject, just stared at the screen quietly, at this time, there was a crisp sound, and a red envelope actually came, Wan Hu's eyes were quick, and he swiped it up, and at the same time, a string of numbers suddenly floated in the red center of the screen, this time it was no longer 0.01-0.4-0.1, and 1.4-1.8-...... It's one hundred and twenty-three.

[The Stygian Coin, which has been deposited in the Bank of Heaven and Earth.] 〕

“123！！！！ I posted!!! ”