Rebirth of the Flying Era

Chapter 146 The Attacking Third Master
Du Fei went back to the sub-district office and went there step by step in the afternoon.

When he was about to get off work in the evening, Miss Zhu Ting came over again and flung a piece of paper in front of him a little arrogantly.

When Du Fei saw it, it turned out to be the revised outline of the novel.

Needless to say, Zhu Ting is really obsessed with mystery novels. Just at noon, Du Fei sprayed the tens of thousands of words she wrote to nothing, and revived in the afternoon.

Du Fei picked up the piece of paper, scanned it quickly, shook his head and said, "No, although there is a plot twist, the protagonist of your story is set to be an experienced old policeman. Let him make mistakes in the process of solving the case, which is obviously not in line with the original setting."

Zhu Ting frowned.

Du Fei thought for a while and said, "Arrange a vase next to the protagonist. It can be set as a policewoman who has just started working. She has a strong sense of justice and is frizzy. Let her help the protagonist."

"Why must it be a woman?" Zhu Ting stared at her beautiful Danfeng eyes in displeasure.

Du Fei raised his head, looked at her menacing eyes, then moved his eyes slightly down, and saw something more menacing, he said to himself that it's okay if he doesn't have the same knowledge as you, and said: "It's okay to be a man, but it's more interesting to match a man and a woman. You can also add a love line, the word count, and cheat the manuscript fee."

Seeing him like that, Zhu Ting was even more angry, but what Du Fei said made her unable to refute.

After a whole afternoon, I wrote this outline and sent it to Du Fei, and within ten seconds, I was beaten back.

And this guy gave a more optimized solution with just a few words!
This made her suspect that she might not be suitable for writing novels at all.

But Miss Zhu Ting is not such a person who gives up easily.

After a short period of self-doubt, he cheered up again in just a moment, gave Du Fei a hard look, took back the outline, and secretly worked hard to write a decent mystery novel for Du Fei to read.

Then, with a twist of his buttocks, he hurried back to the small office.

After another ten minutes, everyone got off work.

Zhu Ting came out, glared at Du Fei again, and left with a snort.

Section Chief Qian came up from behind and said, "You boy, why did you recruit her again?"

Du Fei pouted, expressing his innocence.

Section Chief Qian said decisively, I believe you ghost!

Du Fei chuckled, started to pack his things, and prepared to go home.

As soon as he went out, he saw Zhou Peng standing in the yard pushing a cart. Seeing him coming out, he immediately waved.

Du Fei walked over and said, "Yo~ Brother Zhou, what's the matter with you?"

Zhou Peng said with a smile: "It's still the same thing in the morning. You said that the cook is good, so I don't want to find anyone else. I just happened to drop by you."

"Yo, I knew I was coming here today by bike." Du Fei slapped his thigh and said, "You can't take me with you just after it snowed."

Zhou Peng said with a smile: "Then we two have legs."

"Come on, let's keep our legs up." Du Fei smiled and walked out of the street office with Zhou Peng.

The two chattered all the way, but they had a good chat.

Don't look at Zhou Peng's usual idleness, but his knowledge is really wide in this era, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has read a lot.

When chatting with Du Fei, I didn't let the words fall to the ground, no matter what the topic was, I would pick up the scum for you.

In less than 10 minutes, Du Fei's impression of him has changed a lot.

When they arrived at the courtyard, Zhou Peng parked the car outside the gate and entered the courtyard with Du Fei.

As soon as he entered the hospital, he saw Jiang Damin standing at the door of his house, and found that Du Fei was about to step forward when he came back.

But seeing Zhou Peng behind him, Jiang Damin frowned and stopped.

Du Fei smiled and nodded to him, and then said to Zhou Peng: "Brother Zhou, Master He lives in the middle courtyard."

In fact, this was not for Zhou Peng, but for Jiang Damin, telling them not to worry, this man came to find Zhuzi.

At this time, I was at the third grandfather's house.

Yan Jiefang, who was squatting by the window and looking out all the time, stood up abruptly like a dog, pinched his throat, and said in a low voice: "Dad~Dad~Du Fei is back!"

Sitting in the room with his eyes closed, the third master immediately opened his small eyes, put on the glasses he had just taken off and put on the table, and walked quickly to Yan Tiefang's side.

Looking out, he frowned and said, "Why did you bring someone back?"

Yan Tiefang's ears were sharp. Just now Du Fei spoke in a loud voice, and just passing by his door, he hurriedly replied: "It seems to be looking for Zhuzi. I heard him talking about Master He just now."

At this time, the third mother who was wearing an apron also came out of the kitchen and asked, "Old man, you are talking, what should we do about this?"

Half an hour ago, after the third master got off work, the third mother and Yan Tiefang told him in detail what happened during the day.

After the third master listened, he only frowned and thought, and never made a statement.

Glancing at the third mother, then at the expectant second son Yan Tiefang, the third grandpa took a deep breath and said, "Give me ten yuan, and I'll go to the backyard."

When the third mother heard that she wanted money, she subconsciously said: "Old man, it will still be ten days at the end of the month! After losing the ten yuan, we only have two yuan left to live in our family."

"Hey, my old ladies have long hair and short knowledge." The third master glared, "It will definitely cost less to run a job for the second child. Our family begs others to do things, and we can get them out for 200 yuan. I am sorry to owe him a small amount of money." Du ten dollars?"

The third mother thought so, and hurried to the house to deduct two five-yuan bills.

In fact, the last time the Third Master borrowed money from Du Fei, it wasn't that his family was really out of money, it was just that the money was deposited regularly, and the interest was lost when it was withdrawn.

Old Yan's family style, if you don't pick up money when you go out, you will be paid, how can you let the interest you get fly away!

The third master took ten yuan but didn't leave in a hurry, and called out to the room again: "Jie Kuang, come out."

Yan Tiekuang, who was doing his homework, knew that there was something going on at home today, so he had been listening to the outside with his ears absent-minded.

As soon as the third master called him, he ran out immediately and said excitedly, "Dad, what's the matter with you?"

The third master pulled Yan Tiekuang to him, took out five cents from his pocket, stuffed it into his hand, and said: "Go to the second son of the Jiang family and ask his father and mother why they are looking for Du Fei today. The better."

Although Yan Tiekuang is not much older than Jiang Yongxia, growing up in a family like the third uncle makes him far more precocious and shrewd than his peers.

Looking at the five cents in his hand, he curled his lips and said, "Dad, what are these five cents for? Give me some more!"

The third master stared: "Are you going or not!"

Yan Tiekuang immediately shrank his neck, grabbed the five cents and ran out.

The third master followed suit, went to the small mirror hanging by the door, tidied up his appearance, suddenly thought of something, turned and went back to the back room, rummaged for a while, and then walked out the door at a leisurely pace pretending to be reserved.

(End of this chapter)