the only savior

Chapter 4 Pei Lao Liu
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The next day, in the morning.

Maybe it was because of a great horror between life and death yesterday, Zhang Xiaoman slept very deeply.

There are no nightmares, no alarm clock, just like the rest of the day, I wake up naturally after falling asleep.

I turned on my phone and checked the time, it was already 10 o'clock.

I slept for about ten hours this night, and now I am full of energy and refreshed.

Looking at the phone, sure enough, a bunch of missed calls and messages.

After replying a text message to the leader, Zhang Xiaoman decisively blocked it.

For such a Mediterranean who has been wearing small shoes for himself, he has long wanted to do this.

He opened the chat group that sent the last message yesterday, and he wanted to see if his message had any effect - although he himself knew that this hope was slim.

Sure enough, Zhang Xiaoman almost cheered them up when he saw the reply message from the group chat.

Xiaoyou: "Zhang Xiaoman, you are getting fatter and fatter. You are not afraid that the old horse will give you a small stove."

Xiaowei: "Brother Xiaoman, I know that the corridor is not clean. Who calls the cleaning of the property too lazy, but you don't need to talk about it at night!"

Xiaoxian: "Brother Man, what kind of dirty things did you encounter yesterday? Is it a banana peel or an apple core? Will walking alone increase the probability of stepping on it?"

Xiaobu: "Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter, no, no, no, I want to make a JPG of Brother Xiaoman's classic quotes."

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xiaoman saw a screenshot below the chat record.

That is the corridor of the company. I don't know who put a garbage bag in the middle, and then the sentence I sent before was inserted below the picture——

"There are dirty things in the corridor..."

"What a bunch of rainbow snakeskin candies!"

Zhang Xiaoman is now full of black lines on his forehead.

He can't wait to rush to the company immediately to give these guys an iron fist of fatherly love. He never thought that a piece of his sincerity would be turned into a JPG.

But all that needs to be said.

Since they don't want to believe it, they can't do anything about it. They make a reminder and just ask for a clear conscience.

Depressed, he closed the chat group. Zhang Xiaoman called Brother Hero again. He wanted to make sure that this guy took his reminder to heart.

……

Soon, this call will be over. After all, the hero is currently working and it is not convenient to chat.

But this time, he learned a piece of comforting news - in the morning, the elevator in the office building was finally repaired.

"call……"

Zhang Xiaoman let out a long sigh of relief.

The reason why he cares so much about the company building is not only because he has a friend like the hero, but also because he is afraid that his secrets will be discovered.

He knew that there was indeed such a treacherous existence in the company that he could not understand.

And if someone is killed because of this, the police will inevitably intervene at that time.

In addition, he panicked when he used Hearthstone yesterday, and he didn't know if he was caught by the camera.

If this scene where he disappeared out of thin air is really discovered, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

After getting up with a heavy heart and washing up, he took his dog out for a spin. Zhang Xiaoman looked at the time on his watch, it was noon.

Mom went to work early this morning.

Although she is now a fucking man with a system, she didn't quit her job right away.

In her words, you can't lose your job until you make money.

In this regard, Zhang Xiaoman could only helplessly sigh.

It's not that he didn't think about using Hearthstone to make money.

But after a night of hard thinking, he was extremely depressed and found that his Hearthstone did not seem to have the ability in this regard.

Of course, this is on the safe side.

If he really wants to make profits by unscrupulous means, there are many ways.

But he didn't think that was necessary.

On the one hand, in addition to his own mentality, on the other hand, he now has a system, so he doesn't need to risk exposure to do bad things for the sake of a little eager interest.

With a sigh, Zhang Xiaoman looked at the few remaining wallet balances, decisively gave up the idea of ​​ordering takeout at noon, and decided to find a place to eat.

……

Qionghua City, the old city.

Zhang Xiaoman rode his somewhat old battery car through this noisy and bustling alley.

He turned around a grocery store with candied gourd skewers, parked his car, and walked into a small yard with a dilapidated mahogany door.

The yard is not big, and it is fairly neatly tidy up.

There are flowers, wells, and a small bare peach tree.

Under the peach tree, a lean old man in his 70s was leaning on a recliner.

In front of him was a small wooden table with stacks of side dishes and a bottle of white wine with no visible trademark.

The old man was holding chopsticks and taking a sip of wine from time to time, looking very uncomfortable.

"Wang Wang Wang!!"

In the yard, a big black dog ran out of the shadows under the eaves and barked at the people who came.

"Go, go, play while you go."

Zhang Xiaoman waved at him, then looked at the old man who was shaking Erlang's legs, and said with a smile:
"Master Liu, are you eating? Why don't we go together?"

The old man half-squinted his eyes, tilted his head, and squinted at someone:
"It's you stinky boy who came to eat and drink again, go and go, didn't you see that even Xiaotian didn't welcome you?"

Zhang Xiaoman ran over with a thick face, moved another small bench casually, sat down on the other side of the table, and said with a smile:

"Liuye, what are you talking about? You are my sixth grandfather. Can't I come and see you?"

He said and poured a small bag of peanuts into a small plate on the table.

Then he took out a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo tube, stretched out two dishes, and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Xiang! Master Liu, your craftsmanship is still amazing!"

Liu Ye rolled his eyes and cursed:

"Small and conscientious, every time I come here, I only bring such a small bag of peanuts. I'm afraid that I can't wait for the old goose you bought when I enter the coffin!"

He said and sat up with his arms up, took a peanut from a small plate, and started eating with a small wine.

"Tell me, what do you want to do this time?"

Zhang Xiaoman smiled, filled him with a glass of wine, and said:
"I'd like to borrow your cart for use."

"Borrow a cart?"

Immediately, Zhang Xiaoman told him about his recent plans.

Because he quit his job, Zhang Xiaoman has no source of income.

The system didn't know when it would be able to help, so he had no choice but to find something to do first.

Of course, it is impossible to tell Liu Ye about the system.

He just explained an idea that he had been thinking all along.

"You want to sell sushi!? Nope!"

Grandpa Liu hurriedly waved his hand after hearing this.

"This is the guy I eat, how can I lend it to you to cause harm!"

Zhang Xiaoman said strangely, "Aren't you washing your hands in a golden basin and quitting this fortune-telling business?"

Grandpa Liu paused, and then said:
"That doesn't work either. This cart has been with me for half my life. It is my son. How could I lend you my son? I won't borrow it!"

"Liu Ye, you are wrong! It is because it is your son, so you can't let this pearl get dusty!"

Zhang Xiaoman was bitter.

"You push... oh no, you lend me your son, I'll go back and put on new clothes for him, and then continue to take him to the battlefield, riding horses galloping, you can always end up with a reputation for adult beauty, right? "

"..."

"Besides, Maxima often has it, but Bole doesn't have it very often. Your son and I are also fate. Do you have the heart to let him spend the rest of his life in this small yard?"

"..."

"Furthermore, Brother Che and I are like old friends, jade horses and golden saddles, and we wish we could immediately form a golden orchid. As the saying goes, it is better to tear down ten seats..."

"Okay, okay! Stop it!"

Grandpa Liu hurriedly waved his hand to interrupt him.

"I'll just lend it to you. Don't talk about it. I'm afraid that if you continue to talk about it, I will marry it tomorrow. I don't want to kiss it."

Zhang Xiaoman smiled, and when he saw his goal was achieved, he didn't say much nonsense. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

"Hey, I said that you haven't seen you for a while, so how can you say it like that? It made me tired of hearing it."

Grandpa Liu said while drinking a little wine.

Zhang Xiaoman threw a chicken bone to Da Hei beside him and said indifferently:
"Isn't this our gene, inherited."

Grandpa Liu didn't ask any further questions, and shook his head to eat peanuts.

(End of this chapter)