Chapter 24

Out of the villa area, Zhou Ze was not in a hurry to take a taxi, but planned to walk alone on the road at night.

Wang Ke said that he had no problem here. He just needed to cut off Xu Le's previous relationship network. Of course, now it is equivalent to cutting off.

I treated Dr. Lin like that. I think Dr. Lin won't talk to me anymore recently. As for my father-in-law and mother-in-law's house, I won't go back for a few days.

The only difficult thing may be your own bookstore. After all, the money for opening a bookstore is given by your father-in-law.

Let's wait for it. During this period, I also need to calm down.

There was an overpass in front of him. Zhou Ze went up, sat down on the first step, took out his mobile phone and flipped casually.

Coincidentally, Zhou zedian opened that live broadcast software. Xu Le paid attention to many games and selfie anchors before his death, but Zhou Ze was not very interested in these. Pull down, and Zhou Ze saw that the old anchor he watched last time still didn't start broadcasting.

It's been so long since it was broadcast. I guess it's really not broadcast.

The anchor industry seems very relaxed, sitting at home to make money, but the pressure is also great, not to mention not broadcasting for a month or two, even if it doesn't start broadcasting for a few days, it may become a thing of the past.

However, at this time, Zhou Ze found an unread message in his account. When he clicked it, he found that it was the old Taoist who talked about himself in private, which was sent the day before yesterday.

"I'm coming to Tongcheng, dear, come out and get together?"

The old road's telephone is also attached below.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly. Besides leaving messages, the Taoist priest also had many small expressions of love. Then Zhou Ze turned to the information of Xu Le's account.

Female number,

And the address is Tongcheng.

Xu Le should have tried to open a live broadcast before, so he has his own live broadcast room, but the popularity is very bleak.

Zhou Ze finally figured out where this strange feeling came from. The news of the Taoist priest clearly means "shit powder". Because of some things, he came to Tongcheng, looked for his fans in Tongcheng, and cast a wide net to make a profit.

Zhou Ze is not interested in this old Taoist. What he is interested in is the young man who once appeared in the video of the old Taoist who has difficulty drinking porridge.

However, Zhou Ze still replied to a message, which was his own number.

Stand up and stretch. Zhou Ze is ready to leave. He misses his freezer a little.

However, the mobile phone rings at this time.

Pick up the phone and the caller ID is Chengdu number.

Zhou Ze answered the phone.

"Hello, benefactor, where are you?"

The Taoist priest's voice was very loud, like shouting at the mobile phone horn, and there seemed to be the sound of trains around him.

"Where are you?" Zhou Ze asked.

Isn't that old Taoist too idle? Isn't he a lot of fans? How can he return his information so quickly every time?

Is it true that the brand of female fans is really attractive?

"Eh..." the Taoist priest was startled and kept silent for a while. He didn't expect that the fan he planned to date was actually a man!

A big, cute girl!

Sad,

lose,

Gloomy!

But the Taoist priest immediately changed his tone and cried out at the top of his voice:

"Brother, I'm hungry. Please give me three or five bottles of stuttering!"

………………

After taking a taxi, Zhou Ze found an old Taoist in a knot under a railway bridge. The old Taoist was wearing a dirty Taoist robe, his hair was messy, and his face was a little bruised. He was a living refugee image. He had been lying on the plastic board below.

There is a "Longtan home cooked food" in the nearby street. Zhou Ze ordered two bowls of noodles for him, then fried a plate of Gongbao chicken and a plate of small miscellaneous fish. The old Taoist ate like wind and water.

"Brother, you are so interesting!" The Taoist priest ate a bowl of noodles, and finally began to slow down. Then he told the boss to warm a pot of yellow rice wine, and then he smiled apologetically at Zhou Ze. He had little money in his pocket. This meal must have been invited by Zhou Ze at the end.

"Why are you mixing up like this?" There was a glass of water in front of Zhou Ze. He didn't move a mouthful of the dishes on the table.

"Oh, don't mention it." The Taoist priest drank a mouthful of noodle soup and smashed his mouth. "I'm unlucky these days. I originally came to Tongcheng with a crew to shoot."

"Changed careers?"

"Yes, I don't want to live broadcast these days." The old Taoist sighed, "people, you have to have some dreams, don't you?"

"Also." Zhou Ze nodded.

"My dream in the future is to play a part in Mr. zombie, whether it's threeorfour or sixorseven." When it comes to dreams, the Taoist priest's temperament seems to have changed a little.

"Mixed like this in the crew?" Zhou Ze said curiously.

"Hey, I used to be a supporting actor in the crew, but who knows how good fortune makes people."

Here comes the wine,

The Taoist priest poured a cup for Zhou Ze and filled it himself. Then he took a small sip and narrowed his eyes:

"Tut Tut, beautiful, beautiful."

Zhou Ze picked up the boiled water and took another sip.

"The deputy director is not a thing. If you want to sneak rules, the little actress is estimated to be less than 18 years old. Alas, the woman is crying and unwilling;

I happened to meet the Taoist priest and beat the deputy director up. "

The Taoist reached out and patted himself on the chest, saying:

"Making money is making money, being famous is being famous, but no matter what we do, we can't ignore our conscience, right?

Dude, is that the truth? "

"Well." Zhou Ze responded, "so you were fired?"

"No, he didn't dare to talk about it." The old Taoist grinned and continued to smile, "I beat him. I know a lot of people. He didn't dare to deal with me like this, otherwise his reputation would be completely smelly."

"Then?"

"Then, and then the little actress who was saved by me that night took the initiative to walk into the deputy director's room the next night and didn't come out all night."

When the Taoist priest said these words, he sighed, "they are all poor people, and they are not easy people."

"Then?"

"Then there was the little actress who said I ate her tofu and insulted her. The deputy director didn't appear, and the big director kicked me out of the crew." The old Taoist continued to smile, but there was something bitter in his smile.

"Drink a bar." Zhou Ze said.

"Come on, let's go!" The old Taoist picked up the wine glass and saw that Zhou Ze was holding boiled water. He immediately said, "don't you look down on your brother? Let's have a glass of wine. Today, my brother is in trouble. Thanks to my brother's care, Shanshui meets. One day, my brother will have money in his hand and will take care of him."

Zhou Ze shook his head. "I'm allergic to alcohol."

"All right, tea instead of wine!"

The two touched a glass, and the Taoist priest drank it all in one gulp.

Grievances, delays, resentments and inequalities in life,

In a glass of wine.

"You have no money?" Zhou Ze asked, in fact, this question does not need to be asked.

"Well." After saying this, the old Taoist looked forward to Zhou Ze lending him some money. He had left some money before, but they all went out at the beginning of the month. However, now his job has been opened, so he suddenly became tight.

"Oh." Zhou Ze nodded.

"......." the old Taoist suddenly felt that the way the man in front of him chatted made him feel a little familiar.

what the fuck

, you say "Oh",

Why do you ask me if I have money?

Zhou Ze got up, went to settle the bill, and then prepared to leave. He invited the Taoist priest to dinner, simply because Zhou Ze was also a little bored tonight and wanted to talk to someone.

You could have gone back to find Xu Qinglang, but Xu Qinglang closed early tonight, and the rolling shutter door was pulled up, so you couldn't find it.

Now, he is tired and wants to go back to rest.

"Dude, do you run a bookstore?" The Taoist asked.

"Well."

"Opening a bookstore doesn't make money, does it?" The Taoist priest stretched out his palm and pinched his fingertips, as if he were calculating.

"Well."

"I think, in fact, I still open a Ming shop to make money." Seeing that Zhou Ze didn't seem to be very interested in his "calculation", Lao Dao stopped thinking because he was born under the red flag and didn't bird feudal superstition at all.

"Mingdian?" Zhou Ze shook his head, "I don't want to open it."

He is a ghost himself. What hell does he open.

"To be honest, the Taoist priest opened a Ming store in Chengdu before." The Taoist priest took out a pile of money from his pocket. It was a ghost note. "Brother, thank you for today's meal. Brother, I have nothing to give you. Take this pile of ghost notes first. Don't scold me in a hurry. Of course, this money can't be spent, but it has evil virtue on it. You can take it with you. Don't be afraid of bad luck. It can bring you some good luck."

Zhou Ze didn't reach for the money,

Who was out of his mind before he went to get a stack of dead money and put it on him.

"Brother, don't believe it." Seeing that Zhou Ze didn't want it, the Taoist priest was a little anxious. He directly rolled open his Taoist robe, pointed to the wound on his right chest and said, "it was a stack of dead money that saved my life."

"OK, OK, I'll take it."

Zhou Ze was too lazy to see a big man bare his chest and breasts in front of him, so he had to reach out and accept the ghost money.

"I remember watching your video. There was another person in the Ming store. That person had difficulty drinking porridge." Zhou Ze asked.

"Oh, he, he's an employee I hired. He's so lazy that he only knows to bask in the sun all day and doesn't do anything. I scold him every day and say you're so lazy. You're too young."

"Oh, does he have anorexia?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Sort of." Speaking of that man, the Taoist priest was a little frustrated, "why, is he handsome?"

"No, I just feel a little friendly."

"Kind ghost." The Taoist priest seemed to hear a funny joke.

You are kind to ghosts. Aren't you also a ghost?

Hahahahahaha,

Laugh to death!

The two men walked outside the store together. Zhou Ze gave the old man a cigarette. There was a supermarket next door that was still open, and there was a small fruit stall at the door.

"You stand here and don't move. I'll buy you some oranges." The old Taoist joked.

"I'll eat two and give you the rest." Zhou Ze replied.

"What?" The old Taoist thought that Zhou Ze was a little out and didn't understand his stem. Thinking about it, it was a little boring. The bookstore owner should be a bookworm.

Zhou Ze didn't explain.

In fact, "I'm going to buy some oranges, and you just stand here and don't walk around", comes from what the father said to his son in Zhu Ziqing's "back",

What Zhou Ze said was what grandpa said to his grandson in Camel Xiangzi.

Finally, Zhou Ze reached out and patted the Taoist on the shoulder, "I'm leaving, take care."

The Taoist priest was just about to say something,

Suddenly cover your crotch,

Then a smell of burnt hair came out,

"Mother, burn me to death!"