The boss always wants to help the poor

"What?" Xiang Mang asked, even more unable to understand what he said.

Qi Xian stood up, looked at him condescendingly and said, "Didn't you agree to come to work here, and I will go through the discharge procedures for you later, and I will take you to live at my place, but you probably haven't found a place to live."

Xiang Mang refused, "No need, I'll stay at my friend's place first, it's too troublesome to go to yours."

"What's the trouble? The house closest to the company happens to be vacant, and the second bedroom is getting hairy."

Xiang Mang straightened his legs, looked at him and said, "That's also..."

"You also said that you are not hypocritical. What are you afraid of when two elders live together?" At least for now, he is safe.

"..." After a long time, Xiang Mang said firmly, "I'll go live with you, I won't live in vain, and I'll pay you the rent!"

"to make."

Just like that, Qi Xian regained his vitality, excitedly completed the discharge procedures, and dragged Xiang Mang to his apartment 10 minutes away from the company.

Passing by the fresh food supermarket downstairs, Xiang Mang proposed to buy some fruit, but when he saw an apple with a price tag of 20 yuan, he flinched, and silently put the apple back as it was.

Qi Xian looked around, saw Xiang Mang's movement and said, "If you want to eat, take it, take a few more." He casually put the apples he put back into the bag again.

Xiang Mang didn't speak, his eyes shifted to the orange behind him, with a price tag of thirty, and he said silently: "Okay, the orange peel is made of gold."

Then he cast his caring eyes on the grapes on the other side, priced at fifty, and said indifferently in his heart, "Well, each one is a large emerald green agate."

Qi Xian didn't know why Xiang Mang just looked at it but didn't take anything, so he could only silently follow behind him, putting all the fruits he admired into the bag.

Turning around, when Xiang Mang decided not to buy any of them, he saw Qi Xian standing beside him holding a bag of fruit, staggered suddenly, and almost fell into the priceless ruby ​​cherry tomatoes.

Qi Xian stretched out his hand to support his forearm, put the crutch back on his hand, turned around and quickly threw the fruit to the cashier, took a small bundle of fresh celery and paid the bill.

"Hello, sir, the total is 180 yuan and [-] cents. You can pay by card or cash."

"Swipe the card, wait, I remember when you opened the business, I seem to have bought a super value membership card, there should be money." Qi Xian gave his mobile phone number.

"Okay, the balance is 810..."

After going out, Xiang Mang glanced back and vowed that he would never step into this place where RMB was fragrant again.

"Facts have proved that you are a fool with a lot of money." In the elevator room, Xiang Mang said something abruptly, and Qi now pointed his finger at the tip of his nose after making sure that there was no one else around.

"Well, it's you." Xiang Mang said coldly.

"Son, having more money doesn't mean you're stupid, it's just because you have more money." Qi Xian probably knew what he said, and didn't refute it.

"..." Prodigal capitalist creditors.

After getting out of the elevator, Xiang Mang followed him to the top door and stood still. After Qi present fiddled with the fingerprint lock in front of the door for a while, he pulled Xiang Mang's left index finger and pressed it.

With a ding, the door opened.

"Come in." Qi Xian walked in first, took out a pair of new slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them in front of Xiang Mang, motioning for him to put them on.

Xiang Mang sat on the soft chair against the wall and changed his slippers. He walked through the hallway and took a closer look, as if a... no, a flock of crows flew overhead.

This is not the second bedroom with long hair. It means that all the rooms have long hair. Moreover, the two floors have long hair.

For a moment, he felt that he could not afford to pay his firm rent.

"I usually live in this room." Qi Xian pointed to a door facing the kitchen on the first floor and said, "The room at the top of the stairs is nice, but it's up to you, you can choose whatever you want."

Qi Xian stuffed all the fruits on hand into the refrigerator, left the small bundle of celery on the table, and went straight to the kitchen to give Xiang Manglu a hand.

Xiang Mang was checking the gaps between the rooms on the second floor, when he heard a clanging sound from the kitchen, and then accompanied by a man's scream, Qi Xian fled out of the kitchen shaking his hands.

"Fuck, it's hot..."

Xiang Mang hurried downstairs to him and asked, "What's wrong, the kitchen exploded?" Seeing Qi now rubbing the back of his hands violently, he actually thought of an extremely cruel and mindless dog.

However, when he walked into the kitchen, he could only see oil splashes spinning and jumping vigorously in the pot until they splashed onto the surrounding ground.

Qi Xian came over shyly, but didn't say anything near the frying pan.

"Just because of this?" Xiang Mang walked over and turned off the fire, letting the hot oil cool down little by little.

"You don't know how to cook and make trouble in the kitchen! Get out and wait, get out." By the way, he cursed an idiot in a low voice.

Qi Xian hurriedly left the kitchen, leaving the difficult task of cooking to the new resident Comrade Xiang Mang, and went to watch TV on the sofa by himself.

……

Waking up early the next day, Xiang Mang prepared to follow Boss Qi to work, and at the same time half-pushed and accepted a set of his own clothes from Qi Xianfei's fortress.

"The company isn't on Yuchuan Street, why did you drive to the police station?" Xiang Mang rolled up the sleeves of his shirt another pleat, and he couldn't stand it on his body.

Looking at his appearance, Qi Xian suddenly had a bad idea, and then deliberately leaned over to pick at his collar: "Actually, I am an excellent people's policeman, and I am an undercover agent in Dafuyu. Find out the black hands behind the persecution of the masses."

"..." Xiang Mang rolled his eyes, pushed him away and got out of the car.

The two came to the door of the office of the second criminal investigation team. Just as they were about to knock on the door, Bian Yijie came out, and Xiang Mang glanced at him, intuitively understanding the difference between real and fake police officers.

Bian Yijie also noticed Xiang Mang. After watching for 2 minutes in a way of investigating prisoners, he looked at Qi Xian and said, "It's the first time that the efficiency is so high. He looks good."

Hearing this, Xiang Mang would have suspected that he had been sold to a certain organization by Qi Xian if he hadn't been standing in the police station, and would face inhuman treatment.

"How's the celebrity investigation going?" Qi Xian took out a cigarette, took out a lighter and lit it.

"Come here early in the morning. You are in the interrogation room. Let's take a look together?" Bian Yijie invited Qi Xian to participate in the internal affairs of the police station for the first time, and he felt a little uncomfortable when he spoke.

However, Qi Xian was not polite, and directly and affirmatively agreed to his invitation, and dragged Xiang Mang to participate in the action together.

Sitting in the interrogation room, the male celebrity seemed to dislike the bluntly unaesthetic walls around him. He took a mirror from the assistant's hand and observed his handsome appearance again before calming down.

"Please be serious. This is not your stage, so you don't need to look good." Bian Yijie didn't want to waste precious time on such a person, so he turned his computer to the male star and showed him the monitoring screen in the video.

The male star just looked at it for a while and said: "Ah, what's the matter, is it against the law to have a power outage now? You won't be in love with me just because I'm handsome and famous. If so, I'll just lose money." Then , the backhand is a gold card thrown on the table.

Qi now looked at Bian Yijie's expression that seemed to be dystocia, and cheered in his heart that someone could sanction this stone, and then continued to listen to the movement in the monitoring room.

"What about the person you were interacting with?"

The male star looked shocked: "Do I have to remember the whereabouts of every fan? Then I can't remember it all in a year."

"He disappeared with you during the blackout."

"Then I have to remember?"

"He's dead." Bian Yijie said coldly.

"What!" The male star stood up in surprise, "Impossible!"