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While Ren Mingqing was anxiously waiting for the reviewer's comments, an unexpected visitor visited him.

"Where did you die? You didn't answer the phone!" Jiang Yong yelled in the room as soon as he kicked open the door.

"I didn't pay attention to it..." Ren Mingqing lied.In the past two days, in order to catch up with the manuscript, he did not turn on his mobile phone, because the person who contacted him was either 10086 or Jiang Yong.And it would be no good for Jiang Yong to find him, Ren Mingqing didn't want to be disturbed.

Doing so obviously led to serious consequences.Ren Mingqing also knew in his heart that Jiang Yong came to settle the account.So he closed the door lightly, and poured water in a low voice, as if as long as he behaved well enough, he could get by.

Jiang Yong sat down proudly in the living room, lit a cigarette deftly: "Didn't pay attention? Are you a fucking dead person? Turn on your phone and see, how many times have I called you! ——Busy What are you doing?"

Ren Mingqing still lowered his head: "...nothing."

Jiang Yong tilted his head to look at him for a while, sneered, got up and walked in front of him.He is about 1.8 meters tall, and he has big arms and round waist before he reaches middle age. He wears a fancy GUCCI black T on his upper body, pencil pants, loafers on his lower body, and a gold chain as thick as a little finger around his neck. .Ren Mingqing was forced to retreat to the corner by him, so frightened that he didn't dare to look him straight.

Jiang Yong clasped Ren Mingqing's chin, and patted his palm like a warning: "Which ghost are you lying to? This is climbing a high branch, don't take me seriously?"

"Don't be like this..." Ren Mingqing blushed angrily, and dared not speak out.

"What about the money? What about the 5000 yuan I asked you for last time?"

"Where did I get so much money... Ugh!"

As soon as Jiang Yong exerted force on his hand, Ren Mingqing turned his head in a strange posture.His breathing became heavier, and his temples were wet with cold sweat, but he was too scared to move, because if Jiang Yong wanted to, he could break his neck with one hand.

"Don't you fucking play tricks on me." Jiang Yong threatened in his ear, "Think I don't know anything? Didn't you get fucked by someone these two days? Did you make a lot of money? Take it out!" He got wind of it from his charismatic manager.

"He's my friend!" Ren Mingqing heard that Zhuang Mo was being insulted, and she pushed him away with courage from nowhere, with red eyes and heaving chest, "He just asked me to write a manuscript in, in, in it !"

The moment he got angry, Jiang Yong let him go vigilantly, and retreated half a meter away to prevent him from suddenly attacking.However, Ren Mingqing just stood where he was panting, his furious scowl was quickly replaced by sober weakness, as if regretting being too rough to Jiang Yong.Jiang Yong noticed his backing down, and a despicable shrewdness appeared on his mentally retarded face.He knew that the initiative was back in his hands, and he looked at his brother wantonly, expecting him to show his feet.But Ren Mingqing's eyes were always so open and innocent, Jiang Yong realized that he really wasn't lying.

Writing a manuscript in a private room, anyone who said it would be laughable, but with Ren Mingqing, it is really possible—he is a nerd.Moreover, with his appearance, he really can't mix Fengyuechang.Jiang Yong was shocked when he heard the news!

"Writing a manuscript!" Jiang Yong pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and spread his hands cheerfully, as if the tense moment before had never happened. "Writing manuscripts, writing manuscripts..." He wandered around in the small rented house like a normal person, muttering in his mouth, pushed away from Zhuang Mo's room to take a look, and turned his head with a malicious wink, "Your room , it’s been rented out! Was it vacant last time I came here? ——What about the rent?”

"This money...I have to pay it back." Ren Mingqing hurriedly explained, "He...he helped me pay for the box."

"It's him?" Jiang Yong keenly discovered that Ren Mingqing's "golden master" and his cohabitant were the same, and felt that there was a lot of money to be made in it. "Your friend, you are very kind to you, and you seem to be quite rich?"

Ren Mingqing immediately understood what he was going to do: "Don't think about him!"

"How can I make up his mind? I don't know him well." Jiang Yong said righteously, and the next second he leaned in front of him with a sullen face, and pushed his elbow, "Brother, I really have money recently. Hurry up, the creditors are about to catch up to the door of the house. You don’t want me to be hacked to death, right? How will you explain to our dad then? Your friend is so kind to you, you ask him to borrow some money, turnaround, I Will pay it back right away!"

When Ren Mingqing heard him call brother, his expression was a little loose.Taking advantage of the victory, Jiang Yong rolled up his sleeves on purpose, looked at his abnormally thin left arm, and sighed: "Hey! I also want to find a decent business and be a decent person! But--I can't help it! I did it again. No heavy work! What should I do, eh? What can I do?" He deliberately looked at Ren Mingqing, proudly showing the scar on his elbow, as if showing off a medal.

Ren Mingqing's expression became stiff in an instant, looking at the crippled left arm, as if facing some kind of scourge.That left arm awakened his guilt towards his late father to the greatest extent, and the accompanying kindness and sense of responsibility made him unable to ignore Jiang Yong's situation: "You...you gambled again?"

"No! Who do you think I am, really." Jiang Yong succumbed, but his character was questioned, and he made fun of himself, so he simply raised a finger, "It's the last time, really , for the last time, if you want to lend me money in the future, I won't want it!"

Ren Mingqing said with a face of "I believe you are to blame": "No, I can't bring my friend into it, we don't know each other that well. Your money...I'll think of a way."

Jiang Yong sighed, knowing that asking him to borrow money would be more difficult than going to heaven, so he gave up the plan: "My friend told me a good deal in Africa, you pack up quickly, let's go there and make a fortune."

Ren Mingqing's eyes widened: "Africa?!"

"Yes, many Chinese people go there for labor export, and there is a shortage of people there! I said that although my brother is lame, he can endure hardships. My friend immediately contacted an engineering team to let you go there. When the time comes, you will work. Wouldn’t it be nice to do business with brothers who share one heart and cut money by profit?”

"I, I, I, I won't go!" Ren Mingqing was at a loss in anxiety, "I'm fine here..."

"You can pull it down. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to take the job of serving dishes in the bar." Jiang Yong snorted, his face full of disdain, "What can you do by yourself? You live here in a poor place, serving people How much money can I earn a month for such a lowly job? I just play poker all night..." He stared at Ren Mingqing, quickly swallowed the second half of the sentence, and then changed the subject, "Africa is good, the wages Gao, do you understand the country’s strong support?”

"I'm not going..." Ren Mingqing was so anxious that she was about to cry.Zhuang Mo said that the manuscript was well written and could pass. If it passed, he might have a long-term cooperation with "New Painting" in the future; Mo pointed out a bright path for him, and shed a little light into his hopeless life.Although the past few days with Zhuang Mo were hard, he was happier than ever.They don't talk very much, but what they talk about is novels. Under Zhuang Mo's guidance, he has realized a lot of things, and his progress can be said to be rapid.He wants to write better and better. If he is given more time, will he really one day... reach the dream that Teacher An gave him?

At a time like this, he just left and went to Africa to do labor export... who knows if there is internet there, and he doesn't even have a laptop, so is he going to take this old machine with him?Unrealistic, unrealistic, he will never be able to write anything again!

Ren Mingqing was completely terrified by this thought, and what he said was almost pleading: "I'll stay here and write novels... I'll make money for you, okay?"

"Hey!" Jiang Yong put his hand on his forehead, "Is the fever high?"

His frivolous attitude stabbed Ren Mingqing, and Ren Mingqing shook off his hand forcefully.Jiang Yong was taken aback, and sneered, "I really think I can write a book just by knowing a few words? You don't want to take a pee to see yourself. It's something rich people play to moan without illness. Are you full? , you just write something, heh!"

Ren Mingqing has 12 hopes for "The New Tenant" because of Zhuang Mo's words, and she is more determined in her heart to write novels.Rarely, he was not at the mercy of Jiang Yong: "When my manuscript is finished, I will give you the money, and you go to Africa by yourself." As he said, as if to prove himself, he turned on the computer.

A new message popped up on QQ.

Yikouxian: Sorry, your manuscript "The New Tenant" has not passed the final review, please continue to work hard next time~

Standing there, Ren Mingqing only felt that her body was inch by inch, from head to toe cold.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Jiang Yong stood behind him and laughed loudly.He laughed so wildly, so heartily, that he even cried tears, because he really thought it was a great thing and worth celebrating.

Since childhood, this cheap brother picked up was not as good as himself in everything, except that he was better than him in studying.He was really afraid that Ren Mingqing would enter the university and fly out to become a golden phoenix!The results of it?In the end, he was dragged off by himself and rotted in the mud!But he could see that Ren Mingqing was still unwilling.He kept silent all day long and endured it silently. It was because he was still daydreaming in his mind, but now he had the idea of ​​becoming a writer, Jiang Yong would not allow it!Writer, what a respectable job that is, just reading these two words, it seems to be stained with immortality, Ren Mingqing wants to be?There are no doors!If he caused himself to become like this, then he would have to treat himself like a cow and a horse for the rest of his life!Jiang Yong had already decided that he would torture him for the rest of his life, abuse him, oppress him, exploit him, and let him atone for that incident. Naturally, he must never be allowed to live better than himself!

Afraid that Ren Mingqing wasn't desperate enough, he threw the visa in front of him: "Hey, I've finished processing the documents for you; I've bought the air tickets, so pack up quickly, and we'll leave in three days. The engineering team over there is still waiting for you to pass. You If you really can’t do it, you can be a cook, and you can earn ten thousand yuan a month! ——I heard that your friend is a respectable person, and you can’t get high if you look like you. Tell me, if people know You have sinned before, is he still willing to associate with you?"

Ren Mingqing clasped his hand abruptly, her thin lips trembling, she looked at him inexplicably in horror, her eyes were full of pleading.

"That's right!" Jiang Yong happily rubbed his head, "Brother, you should be more practical. We are brothers, and others can't point it out. You can see clearly!"

The author has something to say: [Small editorial knowledge class] Multiple submissions for one manuscript

No, it will be banned.