Love Apartment: Returning to Zhuge Dali at the beginning

Chapter 1943 Dead Wood Can't Be Carved
Zi Qiao said bitterly.

He really wants to take Zhang Wei to take off...

At least find a girlfriend at night!

But how many opportunities are wasted again and again, what a pity!

"Zi Qiao, take it easy..."

"The ancients have said that only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be invincible in a hundred battles!"

"This is what my grandson said!"

"This is what a man of great wisdom said!"

"Your simple and rude way will scare people!"

Zhang Wei still insisted on his own set of concepts.

"That's the grandson..."

"You're a hammer!"

"What are you comparing with others..."

"People can be famous through the ages, will anyone remember you after you die?"

"No comparison, no harm..."

"Wei, we still have to face reality!"

"If you don't make this call, I'll call you, I'll ask her out, and then you go, how about it?"

"It's really not possible, let's hold a party next door or something, then invite her to attend, and then set off you crazily in the party, how about?"

"Furthermore, I'll pretend to be a gangster and rob this Chuchu, and then you can be a hero to save the beauty!"

"Whether it's a white cat or a black cat, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat!"

"But the premise is that there must be a cat!"

"If you don't do anything, are you really counting on the pie from the sky?"

Zi Qiao supported her forehead, and while talking, she felt that the melon seeds in her head were cracking for no reason!
too difficult!
What the hell is going on!
This is going crazy!
Can it still work!

"Uh... there must be no pies in the sky..."

"Let me think about it first..."

"Don't worry, when it's time to make a move, I understand..."

Zhang Wei raised his eyebrows, and then ran away in a flash. This guy is really a headache.

Seeing Zhang Wei slipping away, Zi Qiao had nothing to do with him.

"I can't control Zhang Dapao's affairs from now on, whoever can control who!"

"Dead wood can't be carved!"

"I can't teach him..."

"Fang Di, Zhang Dapao will be handed over to you from now on..."

"If this continues, I will be pissed off..."

Zi Qiao gave a rough kick, and immediately collapsed on the sofa, expressing her helplessness.

"Don't worry, Zhang Wei knows it in his heart. He is more anxious than anyone else. It's just that the ink is a little bit. We only need our help to fuel the flames. The problem is not very big."

Fang Di shrugged, and could only comfort him.

ding ding ding...

At this time, an alarm bell rang suddenly.

"Ye Feng, editor-in-chief of Shenguo Chinese Website?"

Fang Di glanced at the notification of the incoming call, and couldn't help showing a look of surprise on his face.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

Fang Di asked directly and rudely.

"Cough...Fang Di, it's like this, some well-known Internet writers from our Modu are planning to hold a small party..."

"At present, there are already many writers and editors from Modu who are preparing to participate. I am entrusted by them, and I came to ask what you mean..."

"Let's see if you can come to our strategic seminar for web writers from the Modu..."

"After the meeting, let's have a small gathering to exchange our experiences and ideas..."

"Now there are many Internet writers from Shanghai who want to see you with their own eyes..."

"Can you do me a favor..."

Ye Feng, the editor-in-chief of Shenuo Chinese Network, spoke in a plea full of meaning.

Fang Di groaned, with a strange look on his face.

(End of this chapter)