Global Movie Emperor

　　 The walking corpse returned to the dormitory. The three roommates in the dormitory were playing games each, not playing the same style anymore.

　　 walked to his bed and posted Lu Ze's most satisfying work on the cabinet door. A set of hand-painted design drawings of a 1:50 standard duplex villa of more than 600 square meters. This is his current peak work.

　　 But he suddenly felt that his long hard work was in vain. The sweat and blood he shed were all turned into useless work. This set of design drawings is also ridiculous.

　　 reached out and tore off the design drawings, then was torn apart, thrown into the trash can, and then sat on a stool in a daze.

"Boss! Uh...hehehe, I heard that the department leader is coming to check the hygiene, look? Would you like to invite you to dinner at night? I have Red Bull to cut? Your sun is black. ......"

　　 "Hey!"

The fourth child came over with a hippy smile to please Lu Ze. He was the one who didn’t like to be clean in the bedroom, and he was the one who didn’t stray, but he was talking to Lu Ze. The second child came over and gave it to the fourth child. He shook his back, gave a squeak and gave a look.

　　The fourth son realized that the old man who didn't like to talk and was taciturn was even more silent...

　　 And that set of design drawings that they shocked the heavens and humans, are now miserably scattered in the trash can.

　　 The fourth one got it, no more laughter, the cheerful atmosphere of the whole bedroom disappeared, and they were no longer lazy. They picked up the broom and the mop to do their jobs, and gave Lu Ze some private space.

　　 Lu Ze looked out the window, lit a cigarette, took a sip, then looked out the window intently.

　　 "Boss, I have an ashtray here, don't forget to play it, I just finished sweeping!"

　　 held the ashtray, flicked it twice, and then took a few more mouthfuls. Suddenly the phone rang.

　　 The three roommates glanced at their mobile phones, not theirs, and then turned to Lu Ze.

　　 Lu Ze also reflected that someone had called himself, put a cigarette **** in the ashtray, and then glanced at it to show that it was Li Yumei's.

　　 went to the balcony and closed the balcony door. He curled up in the corner and connected the phone.

　　 "Hey, Mom."

　　 "Son, have you eaten yet?"

　　 "Well, I just ate, what did you eat tonight?"

　　 "Your dad brought back some spare ribs. The ribs are stewed tonight. They are not out of the pot yet, and they are about to eat. I'm fine, but Nan Nan wants to talk to you."

　　 "Hello? Brother!"

　　 Lu Ze forced himself to laugh, and said in a gentle tone: "What's the matter with Nan Nan?"

　　 "You will wait a minute brother! Wait a moment for me!"

　　 There was a mother's yelling on the phone, and the sound of the door. It seemed that he had ran into the yard. Lu Ze couldn't figure it out. My sister wanted to whisper something to herself.

　　 "Alright, brother...I want to beg you for one thing, do you think it's okay?"

　　 "Let's talk, I'm listening."

"Brother...I want a mobile phone...Brother, I don’t buy expensive ones. I went to the town’s mobile phone store. The cheapest one is only over 800, but I don’t have that much money. I want to take care of you borrowing three hundred yuan, and I will pay you back when I spend next month, OK?"

　　 Lu Weiguo found a job for Lu Nan and placed goods in a small shopping mall in the town, but because Lu Nan was not yet 18 years old, the shopping mall did not want her.

　　 That is, Lu Weiguo and the little supervisor of the shopping mall are elementary school classmates, and then they barely let Lu Nan go to work, but the salary is very low, 800 yuan a month, and there is no bonus.

　　Because Lu Nan went home to live, and there was a dilapidated battery car at home that could ride home in 20 minutes, so her parents never agreed to buy a mobile phone.

　　 And because something happened at home a while ago, Lu Weiguo and Li Yumei's income is not high, and Lu Nan's salary even needs to be paid for the family.

　　 It's very possible... Some of the money Lu Ze spent in the imperial capital was earned by his sister Lu Nan.

After all, Lu Nan is a child. She envied the smartphones that the girls in the town used recently and became popular. She wanted it, but the pocket money she saved was still a bit worse. But she wanted it all in her dreams, so she thought of borrowing it from Brother Guan. Point, I will pay my brother back when the salary is opened next month.

　　 I'm so distressed! The knife stuck in Lu Ze's heart began to sway violently, and it began to twist around his heart again and again!

　　 This knife reminded Lu Ze all the time that he killed his sister's way of going up, and he ruined his sister's life.

　　 And now, this sixteen-year-old girl who has been ruined by herself all her life is pitifully taking care of you borrowing three hundred yuan! Only three hundred dollars! Three hundred yuan that people in the capital don't take seriously!

　　 No one understands how painful Lu Ze is, and ignores his sadness... how sad it is.

　　 "Okay, I will go to the bank tomorrow to transfer the money to you, wait for my brother to make money, wait for my brother..."

The words got stuck in Lu Ze’s throat. He choked and pulled his hair madly. He was suffocating his tears, and his eyes opened like a fish about to be suffocated. He could do the best he could. He said in a steady tone: "Wait for my brother to make money, so I will give you the best one. This...you just use it first. My brother will make money right away. Okay, call The fee is too expensive. It’s hanging up. You have a good meal, your cell phone... use it secretly, don’t let your parents see it."

　　 "Hmm! Then I'm dead! Brother, you are the most interesting!"

　　 Lu Nan may be too happy to hear Lu Ze's strangeness. After hanging up the phone, he smiled and went back home to eat.

　　 And Lu Ze hung up the phone and curled up in the corner of the balcony, crying silently, he has a fart! He still spends his sister's money now, he has an ass!

　　What's the use of a big man who is over 1.8 meters long? waste! Useless! Bai Chang! No matter how fart is!

　　 He hates himself so much that he pulls out the knife in his heart, then stabs his heart fiercely, pulls it out, and stabs again! Pull it out again! Poke again! Until the heart is poked!

　　...

　　 "The fourth child, today is your birthday, right?"

　　 "No, didn't my birthday just ended last month?"

　　 "The third, your birthday today, right?"

　　 "Um~www.readwn.com~ I am celebrating my birthday today, I invite you to drink."

　　 The third child is much smarter than the fourth. After listening to the second child, he turned off the computer and prepared to go downstairs with his wallet.

　　 "Wait for the two of us, we will go too."

The three of them went downstairs and left some space for Lu Ze. This was their last space. They were all given to the boss who had been doing dormitory hygiene for a year, the boss who was always silent, poor, and excellent. .

　　 "Cry, after crying, Minger has to live well, right?"

　　 The birthday that night was very decent. There were cakes, wine and food. Four children were sitting in the dormitory. The other three children began to besiege the so-called "boss", as if...

　　 Lu Ze didn't have many memories, he only knew that he drank a lot of alcohol that night, but he can't remember exactly how much.

　　 He could drink well. Lu Weiguo is a good drinker. When Lu Ze was three and a half months old, he dipped his chopsticks with beer and gave it to Lu Ze.

　　 When he grew up, Lu Ze drank his dad, but he didn't have any shit.

　　 That time he drank a catty and a half of white wine and six bottles of beer.

　　 But this time, he was so drunk, and then vomited faintly, and the whole floor came to watch the ruthless man who almost drank himself to death, Skr ruthless.

　　 The next morning, Lu Ze woke up, his headache was about to explode, and he sat up from the bed and looked around. The roommates were not in the bedroom, but the sanitation was very clean.

　　 There are only cakes on the table in the middle of the ground, the cakes that I didn’t have time to eat last night.

　　 But it is not the name of the youngest, but...

　　 "Boss, happy birthday."

　　 "......"