Late Night Bookstore

Zhou Ze came back with a white yingying, with one arm around Zhou Ze's neck, one hand holding an ice cream from time to time, and licking it from time to time, Zhou Ze could smell the sweet fragrance of the girl and the sweetness of ice cream taste.

"Boss, are you tired?"

"No."

"Is that Yingying heavy?"

"No."

"Why did the boss always slide Yingying down and hold it up?"

"No."

"Some have some."

"Yingying."

"Ah, boss."

"Why don't you wear a chest sign?"

"Boss, Yingying has been wearing the chest sign before."

"Then how do you wear an apron today?"

"Today, the boss changed the clothes for Yingying."

"Oh, my fault, I thought you were from the Qing Dynasty and used to wear a apron."

"Boss, do you like dudou?"

"like it all."

Casually talk about some anecdotes about "Latest Fashion Week in Paris",

Zhou Ze walked to the door of the bookstore carrying Bai Yingying.

Songs are playing in the bookstore.

"People have lost contact in Guangdong?"

Bai Yingying hummed along with the song and then asked:

"Boss, what song is this, so exciting."

"It is a person who has been wandering in Guangdong for ten years, called "Guangdong Love Story", singing in Cantonese."

"Oh, sauce purple."

Pushing open the door of the bookstore, Zhou Ze discovered that there was a stranger in the bookstore. The man was wearing a white suit, wearing thousand-layer shoes on his feet, holding a brush, and was waving at the white paper on the bar.

The old man is sitting in a wheelchair, and every time the other party makes a stroke, he applauds and yells, "Okay!"

Zhou Ze put Yingying on the sofa and walked over to take a look.

"Boss, you are back. This guest is a big calligrapher. I came to our shop and drank a cup of tea without money, but with pen, ink, paper and ink on his body, he asked him to leave a word as tea money."

Zhou Ze nodded, and said nothing about it. He didn't have much money for a cup of tea, and he could justify leaving a word.

"call!"

Finished writing,

Make a payment and use the seal.

The nearly-five-year-old Mr. Bai Yi stepped back and looked at his own words.

Lao Tao also got up and kept shouting "Good word, good word! The concept is far-reaching, the word is sonorous, boss, how about hanging it up in the bookstore?"

Just hang under your ‘Aunty Listen, If I Smell’ sign? "

"Generous singing Yan City, calmly serving as a prisoner of the Chu. Introduce the knife into a fast, and bear the young boy."

Every word is written with charm, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the word clang is not excessive. Zhou Ze does not understand calligraphy very well, but from the perspective of the people who eat melons, it is indeed a good character.

But when he heard the old saying that he was going to frame this character and hang it outside, Zhou Ze directly said:

"Don't hang outside the door, hang in your own room."

"What?"

The old Tao was horrified. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Once the boss treats you well, it means that he sees a pit in front of you and is just about to watch you jump down.

This is a time-honored experience tentatively tested on the edge of 404.

"Oh, this boss said that this word is not suitable for hanging in the hall. This is an excerpt from Wang Jinwei's "Generosity"."

"What, poetry of traitors?"

Lao Tao immediately pointed to the Pentecostal man:

"I said brother, you are not enough, I don't think you brought the money before you agreed to use a word for tea money, don't you write this word to curse my brother?

Do you know where this is?

It's just that the little devil has to leave a part of it entangled here! "

"The word is a good word, just hang it out and it will be free. My word is not that cheap yet. I can't change a cup of tea."

The old man in white began to pick up his pen and ink, and then turned and walked out of the bookstore.

"Who is this?" Lao Tao still has a grudge about the matter.

"She Wenyuan." Zhou Ze looked at the payment and said, "Xu is that people think you exchange a word for him with a cup of tea. He is too deficient, so he deliberately wrote something that you can't hang out to force, he felt in his heart. Be more balanced."

"Stingy, who does he think he is, a guy dressed in a cosplay costume, no matter how good he is, is the leader's inscription valuable?"

Zhou Ze did not continue to care about the angry old man. After washing his hands, he put on a white coat and went to the second floor.

The situation of Lao Xu is also getting better, but he hasn’t awakened yet. In Zhou Ze’s view, Lao Xu’s self-consciousness may still be rejecting the awakening, because his master has become his own father and mother, and he doesn’t know. How to face this matter when you are awake.

But at least the physical condition has recovered well.

Zhou Ze went to the glass tank to look at the deadpool again, only to find that a few grass had grown on his body.

"Old man!"

Zhou Ze walked downstairs,

"You added something to the Deadpool glass jar!"

There are very few people in the bookstore who can be active now. Zhou Ze counts himself. Yingying has just woken up and has been with himself all the time, so the suspect was directly identified.

"Nothing?" The old man wondered.

"So why is there grass growing on his head?"

"Lying trough, there is grass on your head?" The old man was startled, "I don't know, boss, I didn't do anything."

Talking,

Lao Dao's eyes suddenly looked at the monkey who was eating sunflower seeds next to him. He lifted the monkey directly and questioned:

"The monkey smashed and said, did you put something?"

The little monkey was baffled at first, but under the eyes of the master and the boss, the monkey also grunted and took out a seed from his small bag.

"You put seeds in him?" The old man was so shocked that his chin almost fell.

"Squeak!"

The monkey danced and shouted, pointing at Zhou Ze from time to time.

The meaning is almost,

He sees that Zhou Ze fertilizes Deadpool every day,

Monkeys feel that they should not only apply fertilizer,

Something should be planted.

"Look at your monkey." Zhou Ze didn't know what to say.

"Hey, I understand, I understand." The old man quickly apologized for the monkey.

In the daytime of the bookstore, I finally recovered some vitality. Zhou Ze was lying on the sofa, reading the newspaper. Bai Yingying was lying next to Zhou Ze, holding a copy of "Maid's Self-Cultivation" in her hand and continuing to read, but she would not Let go of any chance to improve yourself.

When it was evening, Zhou Ze first sent Baiyingying upstairs, and then went downstairs to take a bath.

At this time, the shop door was pushed open and a young man wearing a cheap suit walked in.

When the man came in, he looked around and did not take a seat. He stood there.

"Hello?" The old man sitting behind the bar shouted and asked, "You are a ghost."

"Excuse me, does Miss Bai live here?"

Zhou Ze, who had already pushed open the bathroom door, took a few steps back and glanced at the young man. His eyes were slightly scrutinized.

What do you ask my family?

and also,

Why does my family know you?

"It's like this. Miss Bai hasn't contacted me for a long time. I can't rest assured. I only ventured to visit today."

"Oh." Zhou Ze responded and sat down on the sofa again, pointing to the position opposite him, saying, "Sit."

The young man sat down, slightly cramped.

You're cramped!

What's wrong with your eyes,

How can it be like your son-in-law with hairy feet looks at her husband?

"What's the matter with her."

Zhou Ze took a sip of the cold tea on the coffee table.

"It's like this, the house, I've already taken care of her."

"puff…………"

Boss Zhou squirted out the water and sprayed it directly on the coffee table.

The young man immediately stood up and took a facial tissue to help Zhou Ze wipe the water stains.

"What's wrong with you?"

"How long have you known each other?"

Zhou Ze asked.

impossible,

Zhou Ze doesn't think Yingying has the opportunity to meet other men. She usually stays at home, and Yingying has no chance.

She is playing games all day long except for serving herself. How can she do this?

Could not succeed,

Was it during your own coma?

Zhou Ze remembered that he had been in a coma for half a month.

Is it at this time?

"Know it, it's been almost a year," the young man said.

Almost a year?

That is, not long after she woke up, she met?

Have you been hiding for almost a year?

Zhou Ze's breath suddenly became rapid,

At this moment,

He had an urge to pack this guy in hell,

Whether it is right or not, whether it is suitable or inappropriate, or even whether it will be punished, this impulse is intensifying.

"Excuse me, Miss Bai?" the young man asked.

"Lao, prepare meals." Zhou Ze shouted.

"What?" The old man looked dazed.

"Cui Ji pork head, dried white tea, Xi Ting shortbread, Haian steamed buns, Rugao old rice wine, it's on."

"This…………"

I think this is not something that was prepared in the store before entertaining the souls of the passing roads~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Don't be so kind, don't be so kind, I have eaten, I have eaten. "The young man looked flattered.

He didn't know that he was going to eat **** set meal.

"This is the case, the townhouse that Miss Bai asked me to see, I have negotiated it, the price is almost a quarter of the market price, but I came to Miss Bai to confirm the last thing, because that The villa has died before. I want to ask Miss Bai if she knows about it..."

"Wait!" Zhou Ze interrupted the other party's words and asked directly: "What are you doing?"

"Oh, I forgot. This is my business card. I am the sales manager of Tongcheng Chain."

"Sell the house?" Zhou Ze wondered.

Is this an intermediary?

"Yes, Miss Bai is our gold VIP client. Over the past year, she has purchased more than ten high-end properties in Tongcheng through our branch."

"........." Zhou Ze.

"........." The old way with ears on one side was intended to overhear the gossip.

"Is there any misunderstanding?" Zhou Ze asked.

I know my maid is rich,

But I really don’t know that my maid is so rich!

"It's like this. Miss Bai said that her husband has a junior, and has always used the fact that there are more than 20 suites to seduce her husband.

So she intends to surpass her in the number of real estate, and Miss Bai said that she should not resettle the house, as long as it is in the high-end area. "

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