Zhou Ze came back with the white warbler on his back, the white warbler put one hand around Zhou Ze's neck, and the other hand held the ice cream and licked it from time to time, Zhou Ze could smell the faint fragrance from the girl's body and the sweetness of the ice cream.

"Boss, are you tired?"

"Nope."

"Isn't that a warbler very heavy?"

"Nope."

"Then why does the boss always slide the warbler down and up again?"

"Nope."

"Yes, yes."

"Warbler."

"Ah, boss."

"Why don't you wear your chest?"

"Boss, Yingying has always been wearing a chest omen before."

"Then why are you wearing a belly pocket today?"

"Today is the boss's change of clothes for Yingying."

"Oh, my bad, I thought you were from the Qing Dynasty and used to wearing belly pockets."

"Boss, do you like belly pockets?"

"I like them all."

casually chatting about some interesting facts about "the latest fashion week in Paris",

Zhou Ze walked to the door of the bookstore with the white warbler on his back.

There was a song playing in the bookstore.

"People have been prostituted in Guangdong to the point of losing contact?"

The white warbler hummed along with the song, and then asked:

"Boss, what kind of song is this, so exciting."

"It's a person who has been adrift in Guangdong for ten years, called "Guangdong Love Story", sung in Cantonese."

"Oh, Sauce Purple."

Pushing open the door of the bookstore, Zhou Ze found that there was a stranger in the bookstore, this person was wearing a set of white clothes, wearing mille-feuille shoes on his feet, holding a brush, and waving at the white paper on the bar.

Lao Dao sat in a wheelchair, and every time the other party came down, he applauded and shouted "Okay!" next to him! ”

Zhou Ze put the warbler on the sofa and came over to take a look.

"Boss, you're back, this guest is a big calligrapher, he came to our store to drink a cup of tea without money, but he had a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, so he asked him to leave a piece of writing as tea money."

Zhou Ze nodded, and didn't say anything about it, a cup of tea is not much money, and it makes sense for people to leave a word.

"Whew!"

It's written,

Signed, with a seal.

The white-clothed gentleman, who was in his fifties, took two steps back and looked at his own words.

Lao Dao also came up and kept shouting, "Good words, good words!" The idea is far-reaching, the words are sonorous, boss, how about framing it and hanging it in the bookstore?

Just under your 'Listen to it, smell it as I hear'? ”

"Generous Geyan City, calmly as a prisoner of Chu. Lead the knife into a fast, live up to the boy's head. ”

Every word is written with great charm, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the words are sonorous, Zhou Ze does not know calligraphy very well, but from the perspective of the people who eat melons, it is indeed a good word.

But when he heard the old Taoist say that he wanted to frame this character and hang it outside, Zhou Ze said directly:

"Don't hang it outside the door, hang it in your own room."

"What?"

Lao Dao was shocked in his heart, there must be a demon when something goes wrong!

When your boss treats you well, it means that he sees a hole in front of you and is about to see you jump.

This is the experience that Lao Dao has tried to probe on the edge of 404 again and again.

"Hehe, what this boss said is that this character is not suitable for hanging in the hall, this is an excerpt from Wang Jinwei's "Generosity".

"What, the traitor's poem?"

Lao Dao immediately pointed at the fifty-year-old man and said:

"I said brother, you're too uninteresting, I see that you didn't bring any money to agree to you to exchange a piece of writing for tea money, don't you write this picture to scold me?

Do you know what this place is?

Even the little ghosts have to leave some entanglements when they pass through here! ”

"The word is a good word, it's okay, hang it out, it's free, my word, it's not so cheap, a cup of tea, can't be exchanged."

The old man in white began to collect his pen and ink, then turned and walked out of the bookstore.

"What kind of person, this is." Lao Dao is still haunted by this matter.

"She Wenyuan." Zhou Ze looked at the payment and said: "Maybe people think that you exchanged a cup of tea for a picture of him, and he lost too much, so he deliberately wrote a piece that you couldn't hang out and pretend to be forced, and he felt a little more balanced in his heart." ”

"Stingy, who does he think he is, a guy who wears a cos service costume, no matter how good his handwriting is, the inscription of the leader is worth it?"

Zhou Ze didn't continue to pay attention to the old Tao who was still angry, washed his hands and changed into a white coat and went to the second floor.

Lao Xu's situation is also improving, but he hasn't woken up yet, in Zhou Ze's opinion, it may be that Lao Xu's self-consciousness is still rejecting and waking up for the time being, because his master has become his own father and mother killer, and he doesn't know how to face this matter after he wakes up.

But at least he's in good shape.

Zhou Ze went to the glass jar to take a look at Deadpool, but found that a few grasses had grown on Deadpool's body.

"Old way!"

Zhou Ze walked down from upstairs,

"What did you add to Deadpool's glass jar!"

There are very few people who can move in the book house now, Zhou Ze himself is one, Yingying has just woken up, and he has been with him all the time, so the suspect was directly determined.

"Didn't add anything?" Lao Dao wondered.

"Then what's the grass on his head?"

", grass on your head?" Lao Dao was also shocked, "I don't know, boss, I didn't do anything." ”

Talking and talking,

Lao Dao's eyes suddenly looked at the monkey who was eating melon seeds next to him, he directly lifted the monkey up and asked:

"Monkey smash, say, did you put something?"

The little monkey was a little inexplicable at first, but under the gaze of Lao Dao and the boss, the monkey also pouted and took out a handful of seeds from his small schoolbag.

"You put seeds in him?" Lao Dao was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

"Squeak squeak!"

The monkey shouted and danced with his hands, and pointed at Zhou Ze from time to time.

The meaning is almost as follows,

He watched Zhou Ze fertilize Deadpool every day,

The monkey felt that it was not only necessary to fertilize it,

Something should also be planted.

"Look at your monkeys." Zhou Ze didn't know what to say.

"Hey, I know, I know." Lao Dao hurriedly apologized for the monkey.

During the day in the bookstore, she finally regained some vitality, Zhou Ze was lying on the sofa, flipping through the newspaper, Bai Yingying was lying next to Zhou Ze, holding a copy of "The Self-cultivation of the Maid" in her hand and continuing to read, she would not let go of any opportunity to further study and improve herself.

When it was evening, Zhou Ze first sent the white warbler upstairs, and then went downstairs to prepare for a bath.

At this time, the door of the store was pushed open, and a young man in a cheap suit walked in.

When the man came in, he looked around, but he didn't take his seat, but just stood there.

"Hello?" The old man sitting behind the bar shouted, and almost asked, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Excuse me, does Miss Bai live here?"

Zhou Ze, who had already pushed open the bathroom door, took a few steps back and glanced at the young man, with a slight hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

What do you ask me to do?

And also

Why does my family know you?

"That's the case, Miss Bai hasn't contacted me for a long time, I really can't rest assured, so I took the liberty to visit me today."

"Oh." Zhou Ze answered, sat down on the sofa again, pointed to the position opposite him, and said, "Sit." ”

The young man sat down, slightly cramped.

You're cramped!

What's the matter with your eyes,

How can it be like a hairy-footed son-in-law looking at his father-in-law?

"What's the matter with her?"

Zhou Ze picked up the cold tea on the coffee table and took a sip.

"That's right, house, I've shown her a good look."

"Poof............

Boss Zhou squirted out a mouthful of water and sprayed it directly on the coffee table.

The young man immediately stood up and took a tissue to help Zhou Ze wipe the water stains.

"What's wrong with you?"

"How long have you known each other?"

Zhou Ze asked.

Impossible,

Zhou Ze doesn't think that Yingying has the opportunity to meet other men, he is usually at home, and Yingying has no chance.

She is playing games all day long except serving herself, how can she have this kung fu?

Could it be that it can't be done,

Is it in the time that you are unconscious?

Zhou Ze remembered that he was often in a coma for half a month a while ago.

Is it at this time?

"Acquaintance, I've known each other for almost a year." The young man said.

It's been almost a year?

That is, not long after she woke up, they have known each other?

I've been hiding it for almost a year?

Zhou Ze's breathing suddenly became rapid,

At this time,

He had an urge to pack up this guy in front of him and send him to hell,

Whether it's right or wrong, whether it's appropriate or not, or even whether it will be punished or not, this impulse is intensifying.

"Excuse me, where is Miss Bai?" The young man asked.

"Old way, prepare food." Zhou Ze shouted.

"What?" Lao Dao looked confused.

"Cui Ji pig's head meat, Baipu tea dry, Xiting shortbread, Hai'an steamed bread, Rugao old rice wine, on the paragraph."

"This ............"

Lao Dao thought to himself, isn't this something that the store prepared when entertaining passing ghosts before.

"Don't be so polite, don't be so polite, I've eaten, I've eaten." The young man looked flattered.

He had no idea that he was going to eat a hellish meal.

"That's right, the townhouse that Miss Bai asked me to see, I have already negotiated, and the price is almost a quarter of the market price, but I came to Miss Bai to determine the last thing, because the villa has died before, I want to ask Miss Bai if she knows about it......"

"Wait!" Zhou Ze interrupted the other party's words and asked directly, "What do you do?" ”

"Oh, I forgot, this is my business card, I'm the sales manager of Tongcheng Lianjia."

"Selling the house?" Zhou Ze wondered.

It's an intermediary, right?

"Yes, Miss Bai is our gold VIP customer here, and in the past year, she has purchased more than 10 high-end properties in Tongcheng through our branch."

"............" Zhou Ze.

"............" pricked up his ears and planned to eavesdrop on the gossip.

"Is there any misunderstanding here?" Zhou Ze asked.

I know that my maid is rich,

But I really didn't know my maid was so rich!

"That's right, Miss Bai said that her husband has a junior and has been seducing her husband with the fact that he has more than 20 suites.

So she plans to surpass her in the number of properties, and Miss Bai said that she doesn't want resettlement houses, as long as the middle and high-end locations. ”