Just like that, in the afternoon, Fat Brother received a piece of good news.

His wife sent him a new house, which was said to be a friend's house. He was going abroad, so he was anxious to make a move, so he used some connections to keep the price very low.

Let him check out the house and make a decision if it suits him.

A house with a basement, a first floor, a large garden in the front and a sunken garden in the back is still in the United States and only sells for 5 million. It is still well-decorated and you can just move in.

"I'm going to see the house, you guys are busy first." Fatty took the clothes and ran away.

This kind of pie would fall from the sky, and he must eat it in his mouth.

Seeing him running away in such a hurry, everyone in the office looked at each other. It was rare for the fat brother who was so tired and lazy to burst out with such great passion.

Leaning on the chair, Song Ci rubbed his belly. The third brother was busy making short videos now and was not distracted at all from cooking.

Facing Brother Ming, who was holding a cell phone happily and giggling next to him, Song Ci asked: "Brother Ming, how is your pursuit of that little round-faced guy chasing you? Is there any drama?"

Brother Ming was silent for a moment, held the phone and operated it for a few seconds, then waved it in front of Song Ci's eyes: "She asked me to pee and take a picture of myself."

Song Ci: "."

I thought there was something going on, but this is what happened?

Luo Hua is intentional, Liu Shui is ruthless, he lost the car repair bill, and he hasn't caught up with the girl yet. This time, it is a big loss.

No wonder there is no mention of marrying someone in the past few days. It is obviously impossible to talk about things that have no consequences.

I can only sympathize with him for a few seconds.

"I'm used to it. I've never met true love. It's really hard to find a girl like Xiuzhi, Xiuqin, or Xiulian." Brother Ming crossed his legs and leaned on the chair with emotion.

The little round-faced man had no hope, so he had no choice but to chat with another little round-faced man to see if sparks could spark. Singles like him had two WeChat accounts, one for work and one for finding a partner.

There are hundreds of beauties, Brother Ming can't believe that he can't pick up any of them.

If you really can't get there, it must be that the network is not big enough, there are not enough people, and the people on the other side are not simple enough.

"Is it really that difficult to find a partner?" Song Ci was a little confused.

He didn't think it was that difficult. He was like this. He met Tang Shi, got Tang Shi, and then got a girlfriend. Is it difficult? It's not difficult.

Even a little simple.

"Isn't it difficult? If it's not difficult, am I still single?" Brother Ming looked at Song Ci speechlessly: "You are a full man, but you don't know that a hungry man is hungry."

Song Ci has someone to cook for when he comes home, someone to drive when he goes out, someone to hug him at night, someone to chat with during the day, someone to hold hands and kiss, what a happy life.

Therefore, a happy dog ​​like him, of course, cannot understand the pain of being single and having no fixed partner in fights. What a sad thing. To solve the problem, you have to pay for it.

"Your salary is not low, your appearance is not bad, and your figure is okay. Why can't you find a partner? If you are not popular, you have to judge yourself." Song Ci replied seriously: "You see, the third brother has started to get rich."

Song Ci pointed at the third brother who was editing the video.

Recently, the third brother has indeed shown a tendency to make a fortune. Advertisers have already approached him to advertise. Although one item costs less than 5,000 yuan, he has already made a start, and there will be more in the future.

"Brother Ming, when you get rich, your girlfriend will come, do you understand?" Song Ci raised his eyebrows.

Brother Ming sighed.

He didn't know what he could do to get rich. If he had known, he would have done it long ago, waiting for Song Ci to tell him.

"Listening to your words is like listening to a conversation." Brother Ming looked at him speechlessly: "Are you bored? Go aside and don't disturb my chat with the young lady."

"I have a way to get rich, do you want to hear it?" Song Ci asked seriously.

Brother Ming put down his phone and handed the small frozen Coke to Song Ci.

"Brother Ci, moisten your throat."

Song Ci: "."

That's how he is, he can't afford to be too early if he doesn't benefit, and sometimes he's very loyal, and his advantages and disadvantages are obvious.

After taking a sip of a small Coke, Song Ci said slowly: "Did you see that store across the street? I'll give you a whole AK, go in and come out, and you'll get one million."

Brother Ming snatched the Coke back and drank it in one gulp.

Song Ci doesn't deserve to drink his $1.50 Coke.

In the end, Song Ci told him that as for whether he could make a fortune, it was up to him. In fact, there were still opportunities on the Internet, but his thoughts were all on the young lady.

Brother Fat is drawing comics, Brother Three is making videos, why can’t Brother Ming make a fortune on the Internet?

When I got off work, Fat Brother sent a message in the group, saying that he had bought a house.

I also posted a video in the group.

Looking at the house with exquisite decoration, complete furniture, good location, beautiful garden, and huge area, Song Ci was a little stunned. Is this the one who sold it to someone who was taken advantage of?

Someone bought the house at half the price, but sold it to Fat Brother at half the price. This pie is really enviable and jealous.

"Wocao, what's going on, why are you selling it at such a low price?" The third brother cursed when he saw the news.

Brother Ming couldn't figure out why the fat man was so lucky to be able to pick up such a big leak. This was no longer shit luck. He had eaten shit, right?

Brother Wang also looked at it silently: "What a profit, a big profit, a huge profit."

On the contrary, Song Ci felt that something was wrong. No matter what, it couldn't be that much cheaper. This kind of buying method was outrageous.

Just as I was about to say it, someone from the company came in.

The fat brother's partner carried two boxes of pastries and entered the company with a smile: "I haven't been here for several days, so I invite everyone to have some pastries."

Seeing her, Song Ci knew what was going on, and Brother Wang also reacted.

Only Brother Ming slowed down and didn't react yet: "Brother and sister, did you know that the fat man bought a house?"

"I know. I came here to talk about this matter with everyone. I hope you won't say anything to worry him."

Brother Ming:?

He reacted belatedly.

I’m so envious, I’m so sore!

Just for the sake of the fat man's self-esteem, he sold a house to him at a discounted price. This kind of object is no longer a problem that cannot be found, but a problem that cannot be found even if the ancestral grave is burned.

Rich, knowledgeable, gentle, and thinking about each other in everything, the third brother sighed, why didn't he know how to admit defeat at that time? If he had given up, wouldn't it all be his?

It's not okay to think like this. They are about to get married. You can't bully your friends' wives, let alone your own brothers.

I just feel that what I dismissed at the time is something I can't ask for now. The feeling of gap is somewhat indescribable, and I feel like a fool.

I missed an opportunity to save myself from struggling for half my life, and a good woman I may never meet in this life.

It's very uncomfortable.

"Don't worry sister-in-law, we know what to say and we won't say anything nonsense." Song Ci expressed his stance.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Even if there are no pastries, they won't talk nonsense, even if it is a haunted house, at the worst, they can go to the living room to sleep together and form a group.

After she left, everyone ate pastries and felt a little envious of Fat Brother.

Brother Ming's red eye is getting worse and worse. I'm tired of using the word envy. It's not something that can be described as envy at all. It's so sour.

"Brother Ming, call your sister-in-law a few more times and ask her to introduce you to some Bai Fumei. Then you can be like him and have someone take you flying." Song Ci patted Brother Ming's shoulder and prepared to clock in and go home.

Brother Ming thinks this is reasonable.

Next to him, the third brother had already picked up the phone and called: "Fat boy! Let's have some drinks tonight, I'll pay for it."

Brother Ming: "."

It's not like you are trying to take advantage of every opportunity. You move too fast. When working, the special code is not as efficient as you.

Song Ci shook his head. The third brother's grasp of opportunities was quite explosive everywhere.

After going downstairs, Song Ci took a taxi on the side of the road and went straight to Tang Shi Company. She was still at the company, and Song Ci was going to wait for her to go home with her.

I have to think of a way to open a company based on Tang poetry.

Song Ci looked at the more than 10 million in the card, thinking about how to invest the money in Tang Shi, and let the snowball of Tang Shi start rolling.

Now, the clothing factory hasn't bought it yet, so it's time to persuade her.
Chapter completed!