But it's a pleasure to reward for a while, and the crematorium afterwards.

Huang Zhenhua checked his consumption records and learned that his son was only 15 years old, spending a lot of money for the female anchor. He was afraid that his son would grow up to be a playboy in the future, so he insisted on dragging him to the company to sweep the floor to pay off the debt.

Huang He was far from convinced, "The money I gave C Jiang is not as good as the buyer's change! If you want to pay it back together, I will spend my whole life in the company sweeping it!"

"In the future, the money you give to female anchors must be earned by yourself." In Huang Zhenhua's heart, figurines are his son's toys, and he can buy as many toys as he wants, but women can't, especially the coquettish female anchors on the Internet.The son used his money to please other women. What if his wife misunderstood her?

Until now, Huang Heyuan has to go to his father's company to sweep the floor, and most of the money he earns is rewarded to C sauce.

Watching the video of C sauce is a kind of enjoyment.A cute and lovely girl, sitting quietly in front of the computer, the desktop is very clean, only the unpretentious black keyboard and mouse.

But when C sauce puts his hands on the keyboard, everything changes.Black keyboard, snow-white fingers, the operation is as precise as a top pianist performing.The sound of typing on the keyboard, the sound of clicking the mouse, and the occasional voice of commentary... All kinds of sounds are harmoniously blended together, combined with the flowing game screen, it makes people feel refreshed physically and mentally, and the scalp is numb.

Huang Heyuan watched the live broadcast once, and would come to station b to watch the recording when he was in a bad mood.

The sound of C sauce playing games is like sleeping ASMR. Huang Heyuan didn't know when he fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, his mind was groggy. He sat up with difficulty and watched his roommates get up in confusion.

Lei Jinlong folded the quilt, got off the bed ladder, saw Huang Heyuan sitting on the bed with a sleepy look, and said, "Student Huang, it's time to get up, don't forget to fold the quilt."

"Oh—" Huang Heyuan rubbed his eyes and rolled into bed again.

Lei Jinlong: "..."

He was jealous of Huang Heyuan's family background, and even more despised him as an idiot, so he couldn't help but satirized him a few words.But during a nap, he completed his ideological transformation.His father told him that sometimes connections are more important than grades. Grades are the ladder to climb up, but connections are the wings to take off.If you can become friends with Huang Heyuan, a rich second generation, you will always be able to get him in the future.

Thinking of this, Lei Jinlong walked under Huang Heyuan's bed and asked kindly, "Student Huang? Huang Heyuan?"

"Don't make noise..." Huang Heyuan looked at him irritably, and said hoarsely: "What are you doing, your head is blown!"

Lei Jinlong stared at him in a daze. The boy in front of him had unusually red cheeks and moist eye sockets. It looked like he had just cried or had a fever.

He stretched out his hand and quickly touched Huang Heyuan's forehead, it was a little hot, "...you have a fever."

Huang Heyuan wiped vigorously the skin touched by Lei Jinlong, thinking aggrievedly and angrily, Gu Haiyu must kowtow to him!

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