I quietly watch you play

"...There is no good real estate in this area, except for the Weila town that I just saw, there is only a [-]-square-meter stack here," said the left column, who opened his arms and led the way, like a dedicated real estate agent: " Brother Wei, didn’t you take a detour when you met Dan in the past? Why do you have to look for a house next to this demon temple this time? To the west, there are several high-end villas on the Fourth Ring Road. You can pick whatever you want, and the traffic is convenient..."

"Didn't the old man ask you to study at Dan University? Do you want me to squeeze into the dormitory? It's too inconvenient to do something—"

Zhou Wei just had a cold and was afraid of the cold. He wore a light down jacket with a sense of design. The waist was cinched and the hem of the windbreaker was black. It was a show version launched by a big fashion brand last year. He only accepted it because he thought it was warm. .

At this moment, he put his hands in his pockets, fanning the hem of his clothes one after another, his eyes casually swept across the distant buildings, and his eyes were familiar.

The left column giggled, remembering that the last time I delivered the clothes was also in a nearby apartment: "That's right, Brother Wei sold the house for the eldest wife last time, doting on his wife madly, and will not treat other girls badly in the future, don't forget to introduce her to the house warming Get to know everyone."

"Brother Wei's taste in picking up girls, this!" Zuo Lie gave a thumbs up to Zhou Wei, and looked at Pei Qin for approval.

Pei Qin didn't know what he was thinking, and kept staring at Zhou Wei's back.

Zhou Wei originally had a villa given by his family, which was better than what they had just seen, but he sold it shortly after he crashed the Lamborghini, and ordered the current Koenigsegg.

This incident was quite a sensation in the circle at the time, except for Zhou Dashao, no one dared to do it before the age of 20, even the famous and arrogant Yu Cheng was convinced.

Therefore, the big wife is Koenigsegg who does her part.

Zhou Wei usually goes to Jiang Xiaoqi's house, he always walks through the north gate of the community, he didn't notice that there is a community in this community.

They entered from the south gate and passed a security gate. There were seven or eight buildings stacked on top of each other. They didn't look too big.

This kind of structural design was originally designed to balance economy and privacy, so the total price would not be too high, and the three houses went their separate ways and had independent courtyards.

The left column pointed to the nearest building: "Here it is! The bottom stack is the largest, with a small courtyard. This area is specially designated by the developer and the school for sale to senior professors above Dan Dazheng, and the homeowner plans to buy it It was used as a wedding room for my daughter, but my daughter emigrated with the son-in-law of a foreign devil... I took a look at it yesterday, and it must have never been lived in, and the decoration is quite new."

The courtyard is in a simple Chinese style, with stone walls and green brick floors. It is not as big as Pei Qin’s flower garden. It barely fits into a set of tables and swing chairs against the wall. There is a fan-shaped earth pit in the corner, and there is not enough cabbage for a meal food.

"No garage." Pei Qin poked Zhou Wei's pain point.

Zhou Wei comforted himself: "It doesn't matter, the quality of the residents here is high, so I shouldn't be so hostile to the rich."

Zuo Lie also said: "They are all professors of Dan University, and they walked 5 minutes to enter the school gate. They may feel that it is not worthwhile to set aside more than ten square meters for a garage."

Turn on the light when you enter the door, and the inside has been tidied up beforehand. It is bright and brand new. The decoration style is probably chosen by the runaway bride, American country style.

Duck-egg green wallpaper, curved arches with solid wood beams, oak-colored floors for tables and chairs, bread-like soft sofas wrapped in small linen floral cloth covers, wrought-iron chandeliers, electric fireplaces, and handmade wind chimes and elk crosses hanging on the walls embroidery

I didn’t look closely at the left column before, but now I’m staring at the piano cover and tissue box with lace gauze, sweating: “Well, if you think the decoration is too girly, I’ll ask the landlord if he can renovate, at worst, give me more money .”

"Mom? It's pretty good." Zhou Wei didn't choose anything, as if he was impatient to see two places, and sank into the single sofa: "Or just this one!"

Even if there is no garage, a decorator, and a poor view, but... It's convenient to go to Jiang Xiaoqi's house for dinner.

Zuo Lie didn't expect it to be so easy, so he hurriedly made a decision: "Success! You can move in anytime. I will arrange to sign the contract tomorrow, and the rent will be paid annually."

He didn't have this kind of treatment in the East Palace like Zhou Wei in Zuo's house, and Zuo's family had a simple family style, so if he wanted to get some extra pocket money, he could only do pimps for the young masters around him, and he was a little scratchy in the middle.

"I got the key for you today." The left column removed a bunch of electronic key access control cards and put them on the tea table in front of Zhou Wei: "There are three floors in total, the second floor is the first floor. The living room, bathroom, Chinese and Western kitchens are on this floor, and the bedroom and study are on the second floor. , and there is a light well in the basement on the first floor..."

Zhou Wei took a general look around, and felt that the basement was good, like his father's carpentry workshop, if he could go to the Academy of Fine Arts to take classes, it would be suitable for a studio.

He took a few photos casually, but didn't send them. Then he called Huang Zhizi, who answered quickly: "What's the matter, boss?"

Huang Zhizi was flattered when a manager from Feiyi contacted her just now to sign her. She didn't expect Boss Zhou's employee benefits to be so awesome.

"Do you like it?" The corners of Zhou Wei's lips hooked with the pride of Xianbao.

Huang Zhizi: "..." Why play hard?What do you like?

"As long as you're happy," Zhou Wei handed the phone to Pei Qin: "You can talk to Director Pei directly about work."

Director Pei flew at him with an eye knife, and answered the phone cooperatively. Over there, Huang Zhizi's tongue was tied up nervously: "Pei, Mr. Pei...Mr. Zhou, is he alright?"

After she finished speaking, she wanted to bite her tongue and kill herself, regardless of whether it would be too pretentious for the patron's father to call him "Sir".

"That's out of the question, what do I have to do with Mo Mo!" Pei Qin continued to laugh: "Okay, let's come out and play together later—"

Huang Zhizi went completely insane. It felt like this was a call from a parallel world. He was talking to a chicken, and his voice collapsed on the keyboard of his laptop. He didn't know which key he touched by mistake. The old second-hand phone stabbed a black screen up.

ahhh-

The screams resounded through the corridors of the dormitory in Huaxi, and the three thousand words she managed to type out would never be able to get full attendance for this month!Shet!

Zuo Lie made a phone call, a few words of business, and then he kept his ears open to pay attention to Zhou Wei's movements, and he had a panoramic view of the double reed just now.

"Let me tell you, those literary and artistic young women in indigenous universities all love this pastoral style. Vera's is not very good at it. It's a well-known mistress community. Don't spoil the motherland." He lit a cigarette for Zhou Wei and accompanied him to swallow Yun Tuwu, like a close buddy, has obviously misunderstood Dacheng, thinking that Zhou Wei is going to take care of the college student who didn't show up last time.

Zhou Wei echoed: "That's right, people are very simple, it's not fun to be bad."

At the same time, a picture flashed in his mind, Jiang Xiaoqi was wearing a small floral apron cooking soup in the kitchen, saw himself coming to eat, he walked to the door expectantly with small steps and bowed his hands: "Anata - oh kah Hey-hey, hey--"

Ha ha ha ha--

"Okay!" Zuo Lie pressed the smoke off, feeling that he was comfortable serving Young Master Zhou: "I'm going to get the contract right now, so that the beautiful scenery of the good days will not be wasted, and I will live up to the youthful beauty."

He left first, and Pei Qin sat down opposite: "Are you really planning to move out?"

"It's not about buying a house and land. I can still pay hundreds of thousands of rent a year, and the old man can't find out."

"Yu Jinling is going back to China tomorrow, and the Yu family wants to meet her on your birthday." Pei Qin looked at people quietly, with a gentle look, giving a feeling of being treated carefully: "Do you think this trick will work?"

Zhou Wei didn't answer, and instead asked, "Did Yu Chengcheng tell you?"

He raised his eyes to look back at Pei Qin, forcing Pei Qin to lower his eyelashes like piercing eyes: "Stay away from that bastard, don't think I don't know how you got sick last time! Before you die, Pei Xiaoqin, you don't want to think about your brother ?"

Pei Qin fell ill that night, and after a little inquiring about it afterwards, he found out that the courtyard house he was convalescing belonged to the Yu family, followed the clues, and actually heard that after he and Jiang Xiaoqi left that night, Yu Chengcheng took Pei Qin there Biao the car!

"Bastard best not to fall into my hands," Zhou Wei said angrily, "I can't kill him!"

"I don't blame him either," Pei Qin immediately said, "I was the one who got crazy and insisted on him taking me around..."

Zhou Wei didn't speak, just looked at him like that, like a cat watching a mouse, or a policeman watching a thief.

Because of Pei Qin's illness, Pei's family didn't even allow him to learn to drive. The doctor suggested that it is best to use a driver to prevent him from suddenly falling ill while driving and causing an accident.

When men grow into their teens, they all have the desire to touch cars, just like adolescent hormones that cannot be calmed down.

Zhou Wei felt that he was pitiful, so he secretly taught him to drive in private, but daily short-distance driving is the limit, and fast speed is absolutely taboo. Pei Qin swore that he would abide by the traffic regulations and drive at a snail's speed in order to learn how to drive.

"The doctor said I won't live past the age of 14," Pei Qin said with his head down, "Master, I haven't passed puberty yet, and I should develop as much as others..."

Pei Qin clenched his fists, suppressing his aggrieved anger: "Why! Why do you do whatever you want! Whoever you want to like! I can't do it?!"

"Fuck off!" Zhou Wei didn't like him, Pei Qin had already played with him and Pei Chuan in front of him and Pei Chuan, and his own brother didn't develop any antibodies at all. "How much money, how much hard work, and how many people are worried about how much you have developed so well? I don't know how much you have spent all the way here? You enjoy life to the fullest and don't let yourself develop in vain. I won't say you, but I see who dares to take you to death. One hit at a time!"

Zhou Wei knew perfectly well that he committed suicide without a slap in the face, so he scolded him, but in the end he was still protecting the calf, and the hatred was all on Yu Chengcheng.

Pei Qin raised his eyes in fear: "Don't tell me, let's go with LR later, we are all friends..." His voice gradually weakened: "I was starving to death after walking for a long time, besides, you can't beat him— —”

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Wei got up, regardless of whether the house was round or flat: "Dinner, I'll take you to a good place."

"A good place?!" Pei Qin's legs were sore from walking, his eyes almost fell out: "Jiehui, the cafeteria?"

"Ang," Zhou Wei walked in familiarly, occupied an empty table that had just finished eating with sharp eyes, and waited for the waiter to wipe the table while looking at the menu: "Global soup, stewed short ribs with golden needles, here you come A portion of maocai?"

He turned to look for Pei Qin, and saw that he was standing in the aisle like a little wife, hiding from the student diners with stools on the left, and the waiter passing the dishes to the right, like Elder Tang who had strayed into Pansi Cave.

"Come here, sit down." Zhou Wei pointed to the opposite side.

Pei Qin leaned over, squeezed the light gray sheepskin coat tightly to avoid touching the edge of the table, with an unbelievable expression on his face: "Mo, do you still remember who you are? Are you stupid because of a fever?"

"Are you surprised, are you surprised?"

Zhou Wei turned over the cup and poured him tea, and imitated Jiang Xiaoqi to iron the spoons and chopsticks: "It's a newly discovered good place, I think I can have a date with Yu Jinling here in the future, you should try the dishes first."

"Don't be so stinky, 'high quality and low price' is real in this world, do you think that the pasta for LR188 does not use the same kind of tamato? To tell you the truth, the little maid who often lost her temper when you were young still gave you milk spit in..."

"Who am I, who are you, we are all ourselves, that's all, not some random labels that others put on you."

Why can't Second Young Master Pei eat at roadside restaurants?If he wanted to paint on Zhou Wei, he would definitely be able to paint as he wished.

"That group, come in for dinner." Zhou Wei simply called the invisible man in to sit at a table.

I didn't see the man park the car anywhere, anyway, not long after he put down the phone, the group of students who looked like college students came in and unceremoniously added a portion of fresh meat and siu mai to eat, and Zhou Wei served him the soup.

"Maocai is a hot pot for one person..." Zhou Wei pushed a bowl of blood-red paste but spicy and tempting food in front of Pei Qin: "Bring your mobile phone, don't send messages to Yu Cheng's grandson. it's him!"

The group finally looked up, and it wasn't Zhou Wei or Pei Qin, let alone any potential danger, it was Maocai.

"I... want another one."