There are really no ingredients at home, and even if there are, they are just some expired fast food, and they are all thrown away when Mo Chen and them are cleaning. Fortunately, there are so many convenient takeaway apps right now, Mo Chen paid for some food as dinner. Although Mo Chen was very "generous" to take in Zheng Yi, this grandson had no idea of helping Mo Chen share the economic "pressure" at all.

During the meal, Mo Chen said, "Isn't it time for you to talk about yourself now?" ”

Zheng Yi glanced at Mo Chen, "Still talking?" Didn't you just talk about it in the morning? You can really ink. ”

"What do you mean? Hum. After a pause, Mo Chen continued, "What are your plans next?" You won't be living here forever, will you? I sue you, I don't have any extra money to feed the huskies. ”

Zheng Yi was stunned, and then smiled and said, "You are a husky, and I haven't demolished the house." ”

"Can you do me a favor?" Zheng Yi said.

"What's the busy?"

Zheng Yi put down his chopsticks and looked at Mo Chen's eyes seriously, "I see that you are quite familiar with that boss lady in the morning, I want to get to know her." ”

"Stop! Don't think I don't know what you're doing, you forgot that it hurts to be beaten in the morning?! ”

Zheng Yi stubbornly insisted: "I must know her!" ”

"You? ......”

Speaking of which, the mobile phone still has to be charged, let alone a person, after last night's toss, Mo Chen felt that he was about to fall apart. After dinner, Mo Chen lay down on the bed early, ready to dream of Zhou Gong. The only thing that made him depressed was that Zheng Yi didn't want to sleep on the sofa, so he had to squeeze in the same bed with him. Although Mo Chen slept in a double bed, it was not always pleasant to squeeze in the same bed with a big man.

"Mo~~Chen~~"

"Mo~~Chen~~"

In the haze, Mo Chen vaguely heard someone calling his name, because of sleepiness, Mo Chen reluctantly turned over, and the sound stopped.

Mo Chen continued to sleep, and just when his consciousness was cloudy again, the voice sounded again, "Don't sleep~~Wake up~wake up~~~"

This time, Mo Chen heard it clearly, it looked like the voice of a eunuch in a costume drama, and his voice was extremely harsh, half-asleep and half-awake, which made the listener feel creepy.

"Huh?!" Mo Chen sat up with a fierce spirit, only to see a half-human guy in a white shirt with a disheveled head, half-leaning over his body.

Mo Chen was really taken aback, and scolded "I'm C!" Reflexively picked up his arm, waved his hand and punched it.

"Oops, I'll go!"

Mo Chen's punch slammed the door in front of the ghost, but he didn't expect the ghost to scream, cover his face, and roll around on the bed in pain.

Mo Chen listened carefully, this was not Zheng Yi's voice?! He took two steps to the front and grabbed the female ghost's messy hair, and the wig was pulled off by Mo Chen, revealing Zheng Yi's painful and distorted face.

"You're sick!" Mo Chen scolded angrily, and glanced at the white cloth sheet that Zheng Yi draped on his body, "Where did you get these messy things." ”

Zheng Yi covered his face and kicked Mo Chen in retaliation, "You care about me, Lao Tzu can't do this hobby!" ”

"Okay! You cow 13. Mo Chen pouted speechlessly, "You don't sleep in the middle of the night, why are you teasing me!" ”

"It's still the middle of the night?" Zheng Yi tore open the curtains, and a ray of vigorous sunlight hit the bed, and Mo Chen subconsciously blocked his eyes with his hand.

Mo Chen glanced at the clock on the wall, the hands were already pointing to eight o'clock in the morning, it seemed that he was really tired yesterday. However, he is also an unemployed vagrant now, and time is not interesting to him.

Mo Chen was about to lie back in the quilt and sleep lazily, but Zheng Yi teased him unrelentingly, and refused to let him sleep.

Zheng Yi grabbed the quilt with Mo Chen, and on the other hand, he clamored to ask Mo Chen to accompany him to the Internet café to find Yan Zi.

After more than an hour, Mo Chen finished washing up and straightened up the bed by the way. Zheng Yi pestle his chin, stood on the wall, looked at Mo Chen at work, and sighed without yin or yang, "Don't say it, in terms of housework, you are better than professional housewives!" 66666~~~~”

"Roll Roll~~"

Before going out, Mo Chen solemnly "interrogated" Zheng Yi, "I can accompany you to the Internet café, or I can be an intermediary for you, so that you can be strong and strict, but before that, you must tell me what your purpose is!" Otherwise, don't talk about it. ”

Zheng Yi was still giggling a second ago, with "Because of love." Prevaricating Mo Chen, but seeing his serious expression, Zheng Yi finally restrained himself honestly, raised three fingers solemnly, and assured Mo Chen as if he was swearing, "I just want to get to know her, and I don't think anything wrong." I promise, the last reckless act, will never happen again! ”

"I'll believe you once."

......

The distance from Mo Chen's house to Yan Zi's Internet café is not too far, crossing two secondary roads, and turning two more corners.

Mo Chen and the two of them just turned along the intersection side by side, and they could see all the facades of the Internet café, at this time, many people gathered at the door of the Internet café, and between the gaps in the figures, Mo Chen vaguely saw a portable camera.

"Are you a property manager?" A loud female voice asked, the words are correct and round, and the Mandarin is particularly standard.

Now it's very chaotic, the female voice is gone, and no one responds immediately, but there is a lot of noise, and you can vaguely hear someone shouting, "What's the matter, why did you still bring the reporter here?" ”

Zheng Yi stretched his neck, looked at the crowd with good faith, and accelerated under his feet, "What's the matter?" ”

Mo Chen shook his head, although he had the WeChat of Yan Zi's two people, but yesterday he patronized and cleaned up his family's "pig nest", but he forgot to ask them about the situation here.

Mo Chen and the others ran to the crowd at the door of the Internet café in three or two steps, and unexpectedly saw a familiar face, Meng Xinyao, holding a microphone and asking questions to the man in the center of the crowd.

Mo Chen inadvertently glanced at the cameraman, it turned out to be his good brother, Lin Xiao.

Mo Chen secretly had a guess in his heart, it seemed that the Internet café was flooded, and he was implicated and injured, these are not meaningless plots. It seems that in the future, his fate will also be closely related to this Internet café.

In the crowd, Yan Zi, the owner of the Internet café, and his wife were also among them, and they were by Meng Xinyao's side, cooperating with the interview.

"Mo Chen? ......" When Yan Zi looked back, he caught a glimpse of Mo Chen, and immediately beckoned to him and called him over. "Mo Chen! Come on. ”

The crowd of onlookers automatically made a way, Mo Chen squeezed over, and Zheng Yi followed behind him, but this time he only followed quietly as a melon-eating crowd.

"Reporter Meng, this is the Mo Chen I mentioned to you before, when the pipe burst the day before yesterday, he was smashed by the falling ceiling and injured the back of his head in order to save me." Yan Zi spoke super quickly and introduced Mo Chen to Meng Xinyao.