Chapter 234: Running away
The door that was knocked open leaned against the door, and there were two people in the room, you look at me, I look at you, and no one mentioned the matter of repairing the door. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
After a long time, Zhuang Mengdie said a little embarrassed: "That, Xiao Gao, wait for my manuscript fee to come down......"
"Forget it, it's not much. Gao Yuan shook his head. He also thought that Zhuang Mengdie owed a lot of money, a total of only more than 4,000 yuan, and it was actually worth a loan shark to come to the door to ask for it.
But if you think about it, when he first crossed over, he also killed two members of the Condor Gang for a few hundred yuan in protection money.
A few hundred dollars, two lives, is it too much?
Some people may think it's too much, but Gao Yuan never regrets it.
For Gao Yuan now, more than 4,000 yuan is nothing, but for Zhuang Mengdie, it may be fate.
"Ahem......" Zhuang Mengdie cleared her throat; "I didn't mean that." ”
"Huh?" Gao Yuan was stunned.
Zhuang Mengdie said with a smile: "I still owe two debts, why don't you help me pay them off first?" ”
Gao Yuan is speechless, you have a fart manuscript fee!
"Let's talk about the money thing, who are the 'people' you just said?" Gao Yuan asked
Zhuang Mengdie's face fell, and she waved her hand and said, "There are no doors, and it is not safe for us to speak." Why don't you go to a safe place and talk?"
Gao Yuan nodded.
When Zhuang Mengdie changed her clothes and walked out of the bedroom, Gao Yuan really couldn't believe that the modern and fashionable girl in front of her was the same person as the sloppy woman in her aunt's pajamas!
Beige long skirt, red high heels, flaming red lips, obviously a girl's face, but dressed like those thirty or forty-year-old female elites in the workplace.
In particular, such a glamorous dress is so incompatible with the clutter in the room, it's like a queen coming out of the garbage heap.
"Let's go find a safe place. Zhuang Mengdie said.
The two walked out of the door, Gao Yuan looked back at the broken door, and asked suspiciously, "The door is broken, don't you need to repair it?"
"Is it necessary?" Zhuang Mengdie asked rhetorically.
Gao Yuan was right when he heard it, who the would run into the garbage heap and steal something!
The two walked to the elevator, and the sound of "mmmmmmmmmm 10% off!"
"No need!" Gao Yuan quickly declined, doubting more and more that he had come this time to see if he had come correctly.
"It's really smart!" Zhuang Mengdie didn't make a business and looked very dissatisfied.
Sitting on the creaking elevator, the two went downstairs, and as soon as they went out, the two old ladies suddenly appeared, and when they saw Zhuang Mengdie, their faces changed, and they immediately retracted again.
Vaguely, Gao Yuan used his superpowers to hear the evaluation of "Sao Hoof".
Seriously, the words "hooves" are really not nonsense when used on Zhuang Mengdie, Zhuang Mengdie walked on the street, her buttocks twisted like an electric drill, graceful, sexy and charming, attracting the attention of countless middle-aged male passers-by. If it weren't for the fact that there was a high distance next to him, I'm afraid someone would have come up to talk to him.
Soon the two came to a "safe place", Gao Yuan looked at the sign hanging at the door, and asked suspiciously, "Are you sure it's safe here?"
"Absolutely safe!" Zhuang Mengdie said seriously.
Gao Yuan looked at the sign again, "Golden Pavilion Cuisine", there was always a feeling of being fooled by Zhuang Mengdie.
And when half an hour later, looking at the mess of cups and plates on the table, Gao Yuan was sure that he was really fooled by Zhuang Mengdie.
Zhuang Mengdie ate another plate of barbecue, and said contentedly: "I'm full!"
Looking at her slightly bulging little belly, Gao Yuan suddenly believed that she was really 39 years old. Even if a 19-year-old girl is a foodie, she is rarely so shameless.
"Can you say it now?" asked Gao Yuan.
Zhuang Mengdie pouted: "Hey, I've just eaten enough." By the way, I'm going to go to the bathroom, you wait for me, and I'll tell you back. ”
Then, Zhuang Mengdie didn't come back for half an hour, and she was gone.
Gao Yuan asked the waitress to go to the bathroom to find it, but there was no one.
After asking the welcome at the door, I found out that Zhuang Mengdie left from the front door half an hour ago, and I don't know where she went.
The people in the restaurant all looked at Gao Yuan with sympathetic eyes, probably treating him as Kaizi who was unsuccessful in picking up girls, but Gao Yuan frowned, always feeling that this matter was a little strange.
When he returned to Aoyama's apartment, stood in front of the tattered door, and looked at the mountains of garbage inside, his brow furrowed even tighter.
Zhuang Mengdie, why did she run?
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When Gao Yuan returned to the dormitory of the martial arts school, the three roommates were surprised.
"Wow, you're actually back?" Ling Yan poked his head out of the top bunk.
Gao Yuan said: "Otherwise, where will I go?"
Jiang Yaoyang said: "Lao Ling said that you must have rented a house outside to hide Jiaojiao, and we are still betting on whether you are hiding Vice Chairman Ai or that famous car beauty." ”
"None of them are hidden. Gao Yuan smiled bitterly: "I'm still a virgin!"
"Cut ......" The three roommates pouted in unison, not believing it at all.
While they were chatting, there was a knock on the door, and a big head poked in and said, "Excuse me, is Gao Yuan-san back?"
"Zhu Jianfeng, you are too coincidental, Gao Yuan is here!" Li Chen beckoned.
The big head entered the door, burly, more than two hundred pounds, with a simple face and a rich face. Martial artists are people who practice every day, and their bodies are basically very strong, and fat people of this size are really rare, and it also makes people very suspicious of how this person got into the Kyoto High Martial Arts School.
Li Chen introduced it, this fat man's name is Zhu Jianfeng, from the Department of Mechanics Theory of the Martial Arts Research Institute, which is different from the same department as them, and he has come to Gao Yuan twice in the past two days.
"Classmate Zhu, is there something wrong?" Gao Yuan asked.
Zhu Jianfeng seemed to cry with excitement, and said: "Classmate Gao Yuan, I finally found you! ”
"What's going on?" Gao Yuan was startled.
Zhu Jianfeng took out a very beautiful card: "The establishment ceremony of the scholarship of Fucheng Pharmaceutical will be held the day after tomorrow." Their person in charge said that Gao Yuan must be invited to participate, otherwise the ceremony will be postponed. I've been looking for you for days, but I'm glad I met you today, otherwise the ceremony wouldn't have been carried out the day after tomorrow!"
When Gao Yuan heard it, he remembered that there was such a thing.
After winning the top prize in the big exam a while ago, Fucheng Pharmaceutical heard that it wanted to celebrate Gao Yuan, but Gao Yuan politely refused on the grounds of time constraints.
Fusei Pharmaceutical simply contacted the Kyoto Higher Martial Arts School directly and set up a "Fucheng Scholarship" in the Martial Arts Research Institute to sponsor 30 outstanding martial arts students every year.