Coming out of the villa area, Zhou Ze was not in a hurry to take a taxi, but planned to walk alone on the road at night.

Wang Ke said that there was no big problem on his side, and he only needed to cut off Xu Le's previous relationship network, of course, now it is actually equivalent to cutting it off.

I think that Dr. Lin will not take care of him anymore in the near future, and as for his father-in-law and mother-in-law's house, he will not go back for several days.

The only thing that is difficult to run may be your own bookstore, after all, the money to open a bookstore is still given by your father-in-law's family.

Let's do it first, during this time, I also need to calm down.

There was an overpass in front of him, Zhou Ze walked up, sat down on the first floor of the steps, took out his mobile phone, and flipped through it casually.

Coincidentally, Zhou Ze clicked on the live broadcast software, Xu Le paid attention to a lot of games and the anchors in the appearance area before his death, but Zhou Ze was not very interested in these, and pulled down, Zhou Ze saw that the veteran anchor he watched last time still did not start broadcasting.

It's been so long since it's been on the air, so I guess it's really not on the air.

The anchor industry seems to be very easy, sitting at home to make money, but the pressure is also very high, not to mention that it will not be broadcast for a month or two, even if it does not start broadcasting for a few days, it may become a thing of the past.

But at this time, Zhou Ze found that he had an unread message in his account, clicked on it, and found that it was actually Lao Dao's private chat about his message, which was sent the day before yesterday.

"Poor Dao has come to the city, dear, come out to gather?"

There is also an old phone attached underneath.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly, Lao Dao had many loving expressions in addition to leaving messages, and then Zhou Ze flipped through the information of Xu Le's account.

Female number,

And the address is Tongcheng.

Xu Le should have tried to open a live broadcast before, so he still has his own live broadcast room, but his popularity is very bleak.

Zhou Ze finally figured out where this strange feeling came from, the news of Lao Dao clearly carried the meaning of powder, because of some things, he came to Tongcheng, looked for his fans in Tongcheng, cast a wide net, and fished a handful.

Zhou Ze was not interested in this old way, what he was interested in was the young man who had difficulty drinking porridge that had appeared in the old way video.

However, Zhou Ze still replied with a message, which was his own number.

Standing up and stretching, Zhou Ze was ready to leave, he missed his freezer a little.

However, the phone rang at this time.

Pick up the phone, the caller ID is Rongcheng's number.

Zhou Ze answered the phone.

"Hey, donor, where are you!"

Lao Dao's voice is very loud, as if he is yelling at a mobile phone speaker, and there seems to be the sound of trains around him.

"Where are you?" Zhou Ze asked.

Isn't that old man very idle, he's not a fan, how can he reply to his messages so quickly again and again?

Could it be that the brand of female fans is really attractive?

"Huh............" Lao Dao was startled and was silent for a while, but he didn't expect that the fan he planned to date turned out to be a man!

A big 、、、 cute girl!

sad

lose

Dejected!

But Lao Dao immediately changed his tone, and cried hoarsely:

"Big brother, I'm hungry, ask for three or five bottles, give it to the stutter!"

………………

After taking a taxi, Zhou Ze found Lao Dao in a pimple under a railway bridge, Lao Dao was wearing a dirty Taoist robe, his hair was scattered, and his face was still slightly bruised, looking like a living refugee, he was lying on the plastic plate below.

There was a "Longtan Home Cooking" on the nearby street, and Zhou Ze ordered two bowls of noodles for him and fried a plate of Kung Pao chicken and a plate of small miscellaneous fish.

"Brother, you're so interesting!" Lao Dao ate a bowl of noodles, and finally began to slow down, and then said to the boss that he wanted to warm a pot of rice wine, and then smiled apologetically at Zhou Ze, he didn't have much money in his pocket, and this meal must have been invited by Zhou Ze in the end.

"How did you get mixed up like this?" There was a glass of water in front of Zhou Ze, and he didn't move a mouthful of the dishes on the table.

"Well, don't mention it." Lao Dao took a sip of noodle soup and smashed it, "It's bad luck these days, originally I followed a crew to Tongcheng to shoot the scene." ”

"Changed careers?"

"Sort of, I don't want to broadcast live for a while." Lao Dao sighed, "People, you have to have some dreams, don't you?" ”

"Yes." Zhou Ze nodded.

"My dream after Poor Dao is to be able to star in a "Mr. Zombie", whether it is three, four, five, six, seven, eight." When it comes to dreams, Lao Dao's whole temperament seems to have changed slightly.

"Mixed like this in the crew?" Zhou Ze said with some curiosity.

"Hehe, I was originally a small supporting actor in the crew, but who knows how to make people."

The wine is coming,

Lao Dao poured a cup for Zhou Ze first, filled it himself, and then took a small sip, his eyes narrowed:

"Tut-tut, Meidi very, Meidi very."

Zhou Ze picked up the boiled water and took another sip.

"The assistant director is not a thing, I want to subtly rule other little actresses, the girl is estimated to be eighteen years old, alas, the girl is crying, I don't want to;

I happened to run into it, and I went up and beat up the assistant director. ”

Lao Dao stretched out his hand and patted his chest, and said:

"Making money is making money, and being famous is being famous, but no matter what we do, we can't ignore our conscience, right?

Dude, you say, isn't that the truth? ”

"Hmm." Zhou Ze responded, "So you're fired?" ”

"No, he didn't dare to talk about it." Lao Dao grinned and continued to laugh, "Poor Dao beat him, there are many people who know, he doesn't dare to deal with me like this, otherwise his own reputation will be completely stinky." ”

"And then?"

"Then, and then the little actress who was rescued by me that night took the initiative to walk into the assistant director's room the next night and didn't come out all night."

When Lao Dao said these words, he sighed a little, "They are all poor people, and they are all not easy people." ”

"And then?"

"Then the little actress said that I ate her tofu and insulted her, the assistant director didn't come forward, and the big director kicked me out of the crew." Lao Dao continued to smile, but there was some bitterness in his smile.

"Drink a bar." Zhou Ze said.

"Come, let's go!" Lao Dao picked up the wine glass, saw that Zhou Ze was holding boiled water, and immediately said, "Don't you look down on your brother?" Let's take a glass of wine, my brother is in trouble today, thanks to the care of my brother, the mountains and rivers have met, and one day my brother will have money in his hands and will come back. ”

Zhou Ze shook his head, "I'm allergic to alcohol." ”

"Okay, tea instead of wine!"

The two touched a cup, and the old man drank it all.

Life grievances, stumbling, resentment, inequality,

All in a glass of wine.

"You have no money?" Zhou Ze asked, in fact, this question does not need to be asked.

"Hmm." After Lao Dao finished speaking, he looked forward to Zhou Ze to lend him some money, he still had some money left, but it was funded at the beginning of the month, but now the job has been opened again, so it suddenly became tight.

"Oh." Zhou Ze nodded.

"............" Lao Dao suddenly felt that the way the person in front of him was chatting made him feel a little familiar.

the groove

, you "oh" sound,

And ask me if I have any money, what do I do?

Zhou Ze got up, went to settle the account, and then prepared to leave, inviting Lao Dao to have a meal, purely because Zhou Ze was also a little bored tonight and wanted to find someone to talk to.

I could have gone back to find Xu Qinglang, but Xu Qinglang closed early tonight, and the roller shutters were closed, so I couldn't find it.

Now, he is tired and wants to go back to rest.

"Dude, you own a bookstore?" Lao Dao asked.

"Hmm."

"It's not profitable to open a bookstore, is it?" Lao Dao's palms were spread out, and his fingertips pinched back and forth, as if he was calculating.

"Hmm."

"Poor Dao thinks that in fact, it is better to open a store to make money." Lao Dao saw that Zhou Ze didn't seem to be very interested in his "calculation", and hey, the master in front of him was born under the red flag and didn't bird feudal superstition at all, so Lao Dao also put his mind away.

"The Underworld?" Zhou Ze shook his head, "I don't want to open it." ”

He's a ghost himself, what kind of shop he opens.

"Don't hide it, Lao Dao was in Rongcheng before, and he opened a shop." Lao Dao took out a stack of money from his pocket, it was a dark banknote, "Dude, thank you for this meal today, brother, I have nothing to give you, this stack of dark money, you take it first, don't be in a hurry to scold me, of course this money can't be spent, but it has yin virtue on it, you can take it with you, don't be afraid of bad luck, it can bring you some good luck." ”

Zhou Ze didn't reach out to get the money,

Whoever smoked his brain went to get a stack of dark money and put it on his body.

"Brother, don't believe it." Seeing that Zhou Ze didn't want it, Lao Dao was a little anxious, so he directly opened his Taoist robe, pointed to the wound on his right chest and said, "It was a pile of money that saved my life." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll take it."

Zhou Ze was too lazy to see a big man bare-chested in front of him, so he had to reach out and accept the money.

"I remember watching your video, there is another person in the shop, that person, it is very difficult to drink porridge." Zhou Ze asked.

"Oh, he, he's an employee I hired, he's lazy, he only knows how to bask in the sun all day long, and he doesn't do anything, I scold him every day, saying that you're so lazy, you're young."

"Oh, is he anorexic?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Sort of." Speaking of that person, Lao Dao was a little lost, "What, is he very handsome?" ”

"No, I just feel a little kind."

"Kind ghost." Lao Dao seems to have heard a funny joke.

You're kind to ghosts, aren't you also a ghost?

Hahahahaha,

Laughing to death!

The two of them walked outside the store together, Zhou Ze gave Lao Dao a cigarette, and there was a supermarket next door that was still open, and there was a small fruit stall at the door.

"You stand here and don't move, I'll go buy you some oranges." The old way is joking.

"I'll eat two, and I'll give you the rest." Zhou Ze replied.

"What?" Lao Dao thought that Zhou Ze was a little out and didn't understand his stalk, and it was a little boring to think about it, this bookstore owner should be a nerd.

Zhou Ze didn't open his mouth to explain.

In fact, "I'm going to buy a few oranges, and you don't stand here and don't move" is from Zhu Ziqing's "Back" What the father said to his son,

And what Zhou Ze said is what the grandfather said to his grandson in "Camel Xiangzi".

In the end, Zhou Ze reached out and patted Lao Dao on the shoulder, "I'm leaving, you take care." ”

Lao Dao was just about to say something,

Suddenly he covered his crotch,

Then a smell of burnt hair came out,

"Mother, burn to death!"