Last time, I said that Meng wanted to inquire about the origin of the wind from the white sketch, and have an in-depth understanding of this beautiful man who grew up in his own aesthetic points.

So he ran from the living room on the first floor to the second floor and rushed to the door of room 205 where Bai Shu lived.

was about to knock on the door, and suddenly thought that before Fang Caifeng You came and went, he seemed to be in a mood with Bai Shu, and now he ran to him so rashly, isn't it not good.

Just as he was hesitating, the lights in the corridor on the second floor suddenly turned on, and Meng turned his head to look through the window at the end of the corridor, only to see that it was dark outside.

I thought to myself: It's so late, shouldn't I make dinner?

Thinking about it, he turned around and was about to leave, when he saw the door of room 202, which was not far away, suddenly opened, and a man in unruly clothes came out.

Meng Liao hurriedly greeted: "Hi, hello, I'm the new landlord, my name is Meng." ”

The unruly man didn't seem to expect that there would be someone in the corridor, and he was startled by Meng's greeting, and when he heard Meng claiming to be the new landlord, he was doubly frightened, and replied in a trembling voice:

"The host...... You...... Hello, I... My name is Meng Ji, just... Lived in 202. ”

Meng took three steps and two steps in front of the man, and looked at the man's colorful hair, dirty pullover sweatshirt, ripped jeans, and flip-flops on his feet from top to bottom.

While looking at it, I thought, this person in front of me, who is about 175cm tall, with thin cheeks slightly sunken, and looks like a ghost, what kind of fairy is it?

"You're human, aren't you?"

After looking at it for a long time, he still didn't know what kind of species this man named Meng Ji was, so Meng had no choice but to ask directly.

"Right...... I'm human. Meng Ji replied with a wince.

"Great, I'm human too!" Meng said in surprise.

"Really!" Meng Ji said in surprise.

If a passer-by hears the conversation between the two at this time, they should probably think that these two people are neurotics and just human, is there such a surprise?

Of course, Meng Li's and Meng Ji's thoughts have nothing to do with passers-by, let alone spectators.

Landlord Meng thought in his heart: Finally, there is a resident who is the same person as me, although this person has not lived like a person, but he is also a person!

The residents thought in their hearts: A few days ago, I heard Xu fortune teller say that the apartment was going to change landlords, and Mrs. Zhou Papi Meng finally stepped down, hoping that the new landlord could reduce the rent.

Of course, Mengzhu will not understand that some genes can be firmly inherited in the body of Meng women no matter how many generations, such as stinginess, such as greed for money.

Meng remembered that he was going to make dinner, so he happily invited Meng Ji to join him.

"You see, I didn't even know you were there, I haven't cooked dinner yet, why don't you wait, I'll call you when I'm ready for dinner?"

Meng Ji listened to Meng's words, and looked confused, when did the apartment start to provide dinner service?

After thinking about it, it seems that I just picked two tomatoes in the vegetable garden at noon and ate them, and I was indeed hungry.

After Meng finished speaking, he saw that Meng Ji first had an expression of acceptance, then turned into a certain fanatical expression, and finally frowned in confusion

How did this face, which was not a few taels of flesh, make such a rich facial expression? A nonsensical thought suddenly flashed through Meng Li's well-developed head.

Shaking his head and shaking the strange thoughts out of his head, Meng Luo felt that he seemed to be thinking a little too much and too messy in the past two days, and whispered to Meng Ji:

"You see I'm a newcomer, and I've finally met someone of my kind, so I thought we'd have dinner together and get to know you about the people in this apartment. ”

When Meng Ji heard this, he thought about whether he could reduce the rent if he met the requirements of the apartment owner.

I thought about agreeing in my heart, and I thought that I still had to go to work, which was related to my income, and my income was related to my life, and I could only live to complete my ideal of life, so I resolutely refused Meng Li's invitation:

"Boss Meng, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's that I have to go out to work at night, you don't know, men like us who go out at night to make money, if they can't make money, how can they live a better life?

The man who goes out at night to make money? Could it be? Probably not?

Meng was startled when he heard this, and one thought after another popped up in his head.

I still remember that back then, Meng Li, who was still a freshman in high school, was focused on making money and treating Grandma Wang's illness in addition to studying.

So, I took the tutor of a distant cousin who was in junior high school recommended by a homeroom teacher, and taught math.

During the evening self-study time, I asked for leave to teach the junior high school girl, and rushed back to the school dormitory before the curfew time after class.

It was a dark and windy night, because the junior high school girl had just finished her midterm exams, and her math scores had improved a lot.

But after explaining the whole paper, it was already late, and in order to rush back to school before the curfew time, Meng copied a shortcut.

It was an alley that was closed during the day, and all you could see was the rustic, ambiguous pink curtains hanging from the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

The first time Meng saw this alley at night, the doors of every house were wide open.

On one side, a coolly dressed woman wearing heavy makeup is standing on the side of the street scratching her head and posing, and on the other side is a man with an unknown amount of oil on his head, a cheap shirt of all colors, a sequined vest, tight trousers, and beanie shoes standing on the side of the road pretending to be deep.

In the distance, the open-air parking lot is filled with cars, trucks, and motorcycles.

Meng saw that women or men were being brought into the room by men and women who came by car, and hurriedly ran back to school.

A long time later, under Huang Jinglian's popular science, Meng Liao realized that it was a group of people who went out at night to make money.

Now that I heard Meng Ji claiming to be "a man who goes out to make money at night", I can't help but take a closer look at the figure in front of me again.

Looking at Meng Ji's sweatshirt with oil stains and jeans with countless holes, and then to the tattered flip-flops under his feet, thinking back to those shirts, vests, and beanie shoes, he didn't feel that Meng Ji could go out at night to make money.

Could it be that the taste of the big city is different from that of the county?

As a top student, I have been well versed in the most direct way to acquire knowledge since I was a child: if I don't understand, I have to ask.

So, Meng asked without changing his face: "May I ask the rich women in S City, are their aesthetics more international?"

As soon as Meng Ji heard it, he knew that Meng was thinking crookedly, and mistakenly thought that he was the kind of "man who goes out at night to make money", and said angrily:

"I don't want to work hard, but no sister can look up to me, what is the little girl thinking in her head, I said going out to make money, I am going out to work, and I am wearing film!"

"Oh oh oh, sorry sorry, I misunderstood, I'm sorry. Meng quickly apologized.

Meng Ji waved his hand, "Okay, I have to go out to work, no matter how late everyone goes back to sleep, who still wears the film." With that, he turned around and went back to his room to get the tools for filming.

Meng knew that he had said the wrong thing, which might make people unhappy, so he didn't dare to go downstairs.

I guess that this Meng Ji said that he was going to go out to work, he must come out again, he was waiting outside, he must apologize to others, he couldn't come to the first night before it passed, first let the white sketch run away, and then it would be bad to get angry with Meng Ji.

If the latter two turned over the old accounts and said that they wanted to reduce the rent, would they reduce it or not, so in order not to leave this handle in the hands of the other party, Meng Li's classmate decided to learn from Yue Wang Goujian, lie down and taste the courage, coax the people first, and then calculate the general account together after collecting the rent.

When Meng Ji opened the door, he saw that a little girl was still standing outside his door, and said helplessly:

"My aunt, I'm really going out, and I'm not going to eat dinner, in fact, I didn't eat dinner before, so you don't need to stay here. ”

Meng heard it, no, if you don't eat dinner, it doesn't mean that you have already finished this matter, and you will have to turn over the old accounts in the future, and turning over the old accounts is equivalent to not receiving a complete rent, how can this work, so she persuaded bitterly:

"How can you skip dinner, you know, people are iron, rice is steel, if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry, besides, if you don't eat dinner, how can you have the strength to go out to work? If you don't have the strength to work, how can you make money? If you can't make money, how can you pay rent......

Ah no, how can you achieve your ideals if you can't make money, so in order to achieve your ideals, let's eat some. ”

After listening to Meng's words, Meng Ji thought to himself, it makes sense, let's have dinner.

Then I thought about it again, no, I'm 110 pounds, how can I eat again? No matter how much weight I get, no matter how much money I have, I can't realize my ideals.

So, Meng Ji, who figured it out, was about to leave with the toolkit in his hand.

Meng took a look, how could he let people go like this, he had to coax people well, so one wanted to go, the other wanted to stop, and Meng Ji, as a young man, faced Meng with such a super pocket landlord, he should be able to pull people away with one hand.

But the reality is that the Mengda man who eats the last meal and doesn't eat the next meal is just as good as the little landlord Meng Xiao who grew into a big knife Lori under the education of Grandma Wang, and the two can only stalemate.

Finally, seeing that it is getting late and late, if it is delayed any longer, today is another day of zero income.

Meng Ji rose, he threw the tool bag in his hand, sat directly on the ground, and begged for mercy:

"Grandma, no, you are my grandmother, really let me go, I really can't have any more dinner, if I get fat again, I can't even enter the cave of thieves, what gold do I go to touch, what tombs do I rob?

Meng was dumbfounded, you didn't eat dinner because you really didn't want to have an excuse not to pay the rent, it was really just to lose weight.

"What do you say? Your dream in life is to rob tombs?"

"Wrong, it's the tomb of the emperor, the tomb of the emperor!" Meng Ji stretched out his right index finger, approached Meng Xiao and shook it, and said with a fanatical expression.

Meng was speechless, holding his forehead with his left hand, no longer stopping, thinking: I finally met someone, my head is too abnormal, I am really unlucky.

Seeing this, Meng Ji stood up, patted his ass casually, reached out and picked up the toolkit, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, the door of room 203 next to it opened, and half of a head wearing a top hat and a pair of sunglasses poked out.

"Hey, Xiaomeng, why haven't you gone to work yet?"