Dragon couple

"Fuck me." Sheng Yipei cursed from the bottom of his heart, "Cheng Zhen, you really make me sick."

Cheng Zhen: "I am so humbled, are you still not satisfied?"

Sheng Yipei: "You don't just want my money, I think you want to get rich and kill yourself."

Cheng Zhen put on a face and said seriously: "Father, lend me some money and pay you back next month."

Sheng Yipei hated iron but steel: "Why do I have such a bad son like you?"

Sheng Yipei sticks to the bottom line: "It's a big deal / I won't charge you for the certificate. Anyway, I don't have any money on me. See how much I'm missing, so go grab it."

"Okay, don't call me recently, my mother's stomach is sick when I hear your voice now."

"Beep beep."

Sheng Yipei scolded him, then quickly hung up the phone.

Cheng Zhenbai recognized his father once.

If he doesn’t have enough money, he can’t rent a store. Without a store, he can’t sell pancakes. If he can’t sell pancakes, he can’t make money. Without money, he will never have enough funds.

He no longer has a second watch on him for him to sell.

The tricycle is second-hand, and it is not worth a lot of money if it is resold.

Instead, he was able to beg on WeChat and borrow the first store rent from his customers and friends.

But he didn't want to do that.

After thinking about it all night, he climbed up Wupu Slope again, and returned to that unreliable black shop again.

The shop owner was surprised by Cheng Zhen's return.

Cheng Zhen said frankly: "Boss, I don't have that much money, can I rent it for half a year first?"

"Half a year? Yes, come on, let's sign the contract." The owner agreed without thinking.

He was afraid that the shop would not be rented out, so he managed to catch Cheng Zhen, but he couldn't let it go so easily.

He takes the contract with him, and once he fills in the date and amount, he can go home and farm tomorrow.

Cheng Zhen took the most ridiculous path. Seeing him hesitating, the shop owner was still comforting him: "Really, my shop is a bit out of the way, but it has its own characteristics. It is a century-old shop and inherits the classics. See Look at the surrounding mountains and rivers, how artistic it is."

"Winter melon green, have you heard of it? They rely on making rural videos to become a million-fan up-master, and they don't know how much money they make a year. What do they rely on? It's a feature."

"As long as you open a store here, the next winter melon will be you."

You are green.

Cheng Zhen gritted his teeth and signed.

The owner of the shop was afraid that he would go back and take away the contract, so he left the last sentence before running away: "I don't know who planted the two loquat trees in front of the shop, so I gave them to you."

Cheng Zhen transferred the money to the shopkeeper with his mobile phone, and the shopkeeper disappeared the next second.

He hadn't had a good look at such a big store yet. Cheng Zhen went to the kitchen and smelled a strange smell.

The stove was covered with ants, and the corpses of two or three cockroaches were at his feet. There was also a rice vat in the kitchen. Cheng Zhen lifted the lid and looked at the two mice in the rice vat.

The black and shiny fur and the small round eyes all stared at him.

Cheng Zhen loosened his hands and pushed the lid back, rushed out of the kitchen and held on to the loquat tree by the door, retching for a while.

He was cheated.

Damn, he's going to call the police.

What about people?

The shopkeeper who took the money ran away early and disappeared, leaving Cheng Zhen such a dilapidated shop.

Not to mention whether the quality inspection is qualified, whether Cheng Zhen can survive here is a question.

Cheng Zhen went down the mountain to purchase a large number of tools, insecticides, and gas masks. Before the sun set, he carried these things and went back to the store again.

The dilapidated tables, chairs and benches in the shop could be thrown away, and he moved out the empty rice jars that hid an unknown number of small animals, dumped them on the ground, and returned the creatures inside to the forest.

He basically moved the kitchen clean. Except for the non-movable stove, all other objects were thrown outside to bask in the sun. Cheng Zhen picked up the insecticide in his hand, put on a gas mask, and sprayed it on every corner of the house.

After cleaning the kitchen, he turned his attention to the lobby.

There was a hole in the side of the wooden counter. Cheng Zhen peeled it open and saw a nest of termites.

what.

Hold.

He is going crazy.

Can he smash the house and buy a piece of land for his small tricycle.

From dawn to dusk, Cheng Zhen spent the whole day on the mountain. After a lot of tossing, he finally thoroughly disinfected every corner of the house.

Lock the doors and windows, go down the mountain, and come back tomorrow morning to collect their bodies.

When Cheng Zhen took a shower, he almost rubbed his skin. No matter how much shower gel he squeezed, he always felt itchy, as if something was crawling on his back.

For the first time in 25 years, he suffered such a great humiliation.

Compared with today, all the hardships encountered in the past are nothing.

Home is gone, little things.

A car accident, still alive.

Lose Xie Chi, that won't work.

Cheng Zhen lay on the bed and called Sheng Yipei.

Sheng Yipei: "Didn't I tell you not to call me?"

Cheng Zhen: "Do you know anyone from the Public Security Bureau? I want to call the police."

Sheng Yipei regained his energy: "Huh? What's wrong?"

Cheng Zhen told him about today's experience.

In return, Sheng Yipei's laughter broke through the sky: "Hahahahaha...I, fuck, hahahaha..."

The other person was out of breath from laughing, Cheng Zhen hung up the phone with a dark face.

Once again, I regretted asking myself:

What are you looking for him for?

Go to sleep, there will be a bunch of bugs waiting for him to clean up tomorrow.

Cheng Zhen was so disgusted that he didn't eat all day today. He was hungry and fell asleep restlessly.

Three days later, Cheng Zhen was visibly haggard. He had lost a lot of weight, and the waist of his trousers was loose. He casually pulled a shoelace through the waist of his trousers and tied it tightly around his waist.

Three days of nightmares.

Hard work always pays off.

It's just that Cheng Zhen is paying the price with his life.

After his persistent cleaning from morning to night every day, the store has been completely renewed, and it is even cleaner than his home.

Passed the quality inspection smoothly.

Cheng Zhen has no strength to open the business anymore, so he decides to give himself two days off.

It just happens to be Friday today, after this weekend, it will officially open next Monday.

On a rare Saturday when he didn't have to get up early, Cheng Zhen slept until four o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as I opened my eyes, the day passed by.

He lay on the bed and stretched his arms high, stretching his muscles and bones, feeling refreshed.

Due to the current shortage of start-up funds, Cheng Zhen has been cooking at home for the past few days. He bought dried noodles from the supermarket, washed some vegetables and beat two poached eggs.

He was sitting at the dining table eating while scrolling through Weibo, and happened to see a certain video about the mobile game of eating chicken, which inspired Cheng Zhenxin.

It is said that mobile games are easier than PC games.

Don't you think it is more likely that he will eat chicken?

After the meal, Cheng Zhen downloaded the game with this broken phone, but the progress was interrupted halfway through, indicating that the phone's memory was insufficient.

With 16G of memory, he cobbled together and deleted a lot of files before downloading the game.

In the first fight, miraculously, he ate chicken?

Cheng Zhen threw the screenshot of Four Kills and Eat Chicken to Butter Pao, rekindling his confidence: "Come and play mobile games, I will take you flying."

Cream Bubble: [I have something to do now, why don't you come at 06:30? ]

Cheng Zhen: [Yes. ]

No matter how late, Cheng Zhen can wait, anyway, today is the day he said goodbye to Butter Bubble.

After eating this handful of chicken, they got together and parted ways.

At 06:30, Cream Bubble really got stuck and clicked back to his message: [I'm coming. ]

Cheng Zhen: [Go online. ]

Cream bubbles: [doing basic teaching. ]

Cheng Zhen: [Okay, don't worry. ]

At [-]:[-], they met in the mobile game.

Today Cheng Zhen is extra tolerant: "Which picture do you want to play?"

The voice of the whipped cream sounded a little nervous: "Desert."

This is Cheng Zhen's worst map.

Cheng Zhen: "Okay."

Today, let him be the desert chicken king once.

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Friendly reminder: The first round of the mobile game is matched with robots.