The marketing account says you like me

I originally wanted to take the bus back to the theater, but Dong Xiaowei said that the company had arranged for a car to pick us up to the apartment.

I asked what apartment.

Dong Xiaowei gestured calmly, "Dingsheng bought a community as a staff dormitory, and most of the stars who signed it lived there."

I hesitated for a moment, swallowed my saliva, "It's nice to have money."

More than good!

Looking at the clean window sill in front of me and the square layout of the two-story apartment of more than 200 square meters, I dare not step on the dirty sneakers of other brands.

Dong Xiaowei is more promising than me. He carried the woven bag and entered the house. After walking around, he returned to the starting point and commented, "The lighting is good, there is a gym and a practice room, it is close to the company, and the greenery is okay, but there is no barbecue stall. , there is no hot pot restaurant, and the takeaway fee starts at 15 yuan or more.”

"You can change your name to Dong Kenan in the future." I didn't find any slippers in the shoe cabinet, so I walked in barefoot. The living room was covered with a white carpet that looked very expensive at first glance, and there was a low wooden table. Going up, I felt like I was lying in the clouds, my bones were lazy, "Dong Xiaowei, I feel like I'm dreaming."

Dong Xiaowei also lay down beside me, "Actually, I am too."

Me: "Aren't we like nouveau riche?"

Dong Xiaowei spat at me, "We are at most distant relatives of nouveau riche, and our names are not written on this house."

Sometimes he just lives too real, he obviously looks like a money worshiper and a philistine, and it is not easy for him to be eroded by capitalism.

"If I really make money in the future, I will buy you, Grandpa Xiong, and the brothers and sisters in the theater a house like this, or a bigger one, and we will live together." I closed my eyes and dreamed, "No No disease, no disaster, peace and joy.”

Dong Xiaowei made a calculation for me, "Based on the current price increase, you have to sell your body to Dingsheng for at least 20 years."

Me: "So I'm just saying, don't take it seriously."

"..."

Dong Xiaowei pinched me, "Lie down for another 10 minutes, you pack up your things, I'll go to the company to check the spot first, starting tomorrow you will have a three-month training class for newcomers, and I will also train for one month."

"Starting tomorrow?"

Dong Xiaowei: "Tomorrow, otherwise the company will give you free food and drink."

I stopped dreaming, and took a picture of Fatty Dong, "Then, while there is still time today, you can accompany me to a place first."

Dong Xiaowei didn't know why, "Go back to the theater?"

Half of the movie salary went to my card, which is not a small amount for me. The big part was given to the theater and asked them to find a better decoration company to repair the theater and the dormitory. The remaining one hundred thousand, I took Dong Xiaowei to a private hospital.

Dong Xiaowei is suffering from liver metabolism problems due to taking hormone drugs. It is not a serious problem, but he needs to use imported medicines to recuperate. In the past, he had no money, no time, and could not find a villain actor who fit the setting. This matter has been delayed. It has dragged on for seven or eight years until now.

Dong Xiaowei resisted [-] times, and scolded me for spending money indiscriminately. It was unnecessary. I gloated and said, "I am rich and I am the boss. From now on, I will eat hot pot, and you will eat hot pot bottom ingredients. I will make skewers and you will make bamboo sticks."

Dong Xiaowei cursed and suddenly burst into tears.

It's not a pleasant thing for a fat man to cry, so I took off my coat and covered his face.

He said in a low voice under his clothes, "If it's for me, we'd better go back, it's not worth it."

I beat him through my clothes, "Stop being so sentimental, who doesn't want to be rich."

No disease, no disease, peace and joy, the whole fucking is based on the fact that I have 1 million and I am not afraid of going to the hospital.

"Then you fucking put money on me?! You're sick."

I took the clothes away and pinched his greasy and fat face from crying, "Aren't you my child bride-in-law? You are so fat and ugly, I really can't stand it anymore. I want that little beauty from before."

Dong Xiaowei: "Get out of your mother's child bride, you are the little beauty, and I am the one who stepped in!"

These days, the only one who can speak so confidently is Daojiamen.

I spent a lot of money, spent a lot of money, and was reluctant to take a taxi to the restaurant. I bought vegetables with Dong Xiaowei and squeezed the bus back, sweating, and was questioned by the security guards at the door for a long time.

On the way back, I was carrying a vegetable basket, and a green onion emerged from the outside of the vegetable basket. Dong Xiaowei looked at me, and suddenly patted his chest and promised, "Brother Ermao, wait, when I have money, I will buy you a car and a house."

I was very moved, "No need, it's enough for brother to have your heart, let's save money and marry a wife."

Dong Xiaowei burst into tears.

"Brother, I suddenly feel that money is not particularly important, friends are the most important..."

At this time, a blue Lamborghini roared past us with the accelerator pedal. Dong Xiaowei and I took a breath of car exhaust, but we were still obsessed with looking at the charming taillights, as if looking at a swaying beauty.

"Limited edition, seven figures..."

It's really nice to be rich!

Me: "You just said to buy a car and a house..."

Dong Xiaowei: "Oh, I'll just say it casually, don't take it seriously."

I:"……"