"Old man Le, you haven't given me the food money this month!"

In the corner that Dongfang Qi didn't pay attention to, a voice came.

Leber spoke, but not at Dongfang Qi, but at the one who was begging for money.

"Are you embarrassed to ask me for money? How long have you been living with me? I haven't seen you give a dime in rent, so let's count this too. ”

Rent and food money, which is more important, is clear at a glance.

There was no sound in the corner.

Dongfang Qi probed in a little, only to find that there was a person lying on the ground in the corner, and he couldn't see his age, if he hadn't made a sound, he would have thought that he and the corner were one.

He wasn't familiar with Leber yet, so Dongfang Qi didn't look in too obviously, which was not appropriate.

I was always tired of introducing myself before, Dongfang Qi worked hard to develop new skills for the power of inheritance in addition to digging holes many times, that is, before the start of each official task, he would directly make a setting for his introduction, so that he only needed to meet the task object naturally, and no longer had to think about how to set it up first, or fall from the sky.

Because at the moment when Dongfang Qi appeared, the task subject would naturally have a recognition of Dongfang Qi's identity in his mind.

In this way, there is no need for Dongfang Qi to think of any tricks and establish a relationship with the task object.

Past tasks, the aspect of relationship building, did not consume Dongfang Qi's brain cells.

It's just that this time, she made a mistake again, why can't she change her words, she is still a writer, how pitty a writer is, she wants to sit at home and reflect on it, why doesn't she have a long memory?

Fortunately, Leber didn't seem to care much about this, and he didn't ask too much.

In his already somewhat cloudy gaze, Dongfang Qi judged that his eyes should not be very good.

Old and frail, living alone, with no income......

On the whole, it's pretty miserable.

"You're the one who wants to learn about my life and then look for something to write about?"

Pulling over a stool, Leber sat down in front of Dongfang Qi.

has a knowledge of Dongfang Qi's identity, but it doesn't mean that he can accept it immediately, so his action is also an obvious defense.

Leber's voice was not loud, but it attracted the man in the room.

"Writers? It's the guy who can make a lot of money by writing a little bit and buy a big villa, right? ”

Before the person arrives, the taste arrives first.

Dongfang Qi cleverly closed his sense of smell, which made him feel more comfortable.

It's just that Leber seems to have gotten used to it.

For this question, Dongfang Qi can only hehe, she, as a writer, is just an excuse, besides, what a big villa, what makes a lot of money, she doesn't need it at all.

And saying this, it means that he doesn't know the writer at all, and what he said is estimated to be only a few, and these few are also achievements that have been accumulated for many years, and everything needs time to accumulate if you want to do it well.

But when she saw the look in Leber's eyes, she knew it was a must-answer question.

"That, that's my ambition, I like to write some stories, so that more people can understand the lives of different people, I don't make much money, and I don't have a big villa."

Dongfang Qi said very modestly, but sometimes, often your modesty, others will think of hypocrisy.

As long as she stopped there, it was hard to believe that she had no money.

It seems to be a little deviated from what she expected, which explains, it seems that it is better not to explain!