Chapter 7 Technology for Playing with Mobile Phones
Chapter 7 Technology for playing with mobile phones
Compared with the tasks Qu Mingcong performed before, the case he is taking on now is indeed a bit unsightly.
But in order to make money, don't be shabby.
There is a fruit shop diagonally across the street from the beauty salon, and the proprietress is struggling to move boxes of fruit out.
There was a large parasol at the entrance of the store. Under the umbrella, a fat man about 20 years old sat, playing with his mobile phone without any intention of coming forward to help.
Qu Mingcong stood not far away and said to Qiao Yueying: "That's the son of the fruit shop owner. I don't know whether he has autism or mental retardation. He never talks to outsiders. He sits there the whole day. If Shao Jiaming's
When my wife enters and exits the beauty salon and gets into trouble with any man, he is the most likely person to witness it. Unfortunately, I have tried communicating with him, but it has no effect."
The words paused for a moment, and Qu Mingcong twitched the corners of his lips and said, "The game he plays is sweetheart girlfriend."
Qiao Yueying understood, "Ha, no wonder you downloaded this kind of game. It turns out it's to get close to others."
Qu Mingcong walked towards the fruit shop without comment, stopped in front of a basket of oranges with a calm demeanor, reached out and started picking.
As expected, the fat boy didn't respond and was completely immersed in the mobile game. Instead, a mixed-haired dog raised by the store ran over happily and waggled its tail happily beside Qu Mingcong as if to say "Welcome."
The proprietress was worried that the dog in the store would offend others, so she stood not far away and shouted: "Ah Bao, come here, don't make trouble."
The mixed-haired dog seemed to understand the instructions, and immediately ran over happily and lay down at the boss's signal.
"So smart." Qiao Yueying was a little greedy, "I also want to raise a dog."
Qu Mingcong picked up a half-green and half-yellow orange and sneered at the words.
"What are you scoffing at? There is a pet system in the game. Let alone dogs, you can even raise dragons." Qiao Yueying thought of something and curled her lips, "It's a little more expensive than the novice gift pack... but the first pet is 40% off.
discount."
In fact, she didn't think it was expensive at all. She just thought of Qu Mingcong's stingy style and guessed that he wouldn't buy it even with a 40% discount... Well, it's really boring.
As expected, Qu Mingcong was sarcastic when he opened his mouth: "I bought the novice gift package to test whether I can leave the mobile phone through the payment network. What's the reason for buying a dog? The eldest lady wants to take a dog with her?"
Qiao Yueying was very unhappy after hearing this, "Can't I just think about it? I'm trapped here with no food or drink, and I'm watching you pick oranges but can't eat any of them. Then I'll keep a pet to fill in the gaps.
Why not take care of your own spiritual needs?"
The more she talked, the more confused she became, "Is it wrong to want to make your life better? Is it wrong to pursue happiness? I'm just living under someone else's roof, not your slave... No, a slave is not as miserable as me! I can't even
There’s not even a decent bed! I slept on the sofa last night!”
The last sentence sounded particularly loud.
The landlady who was putting away the fruits gave me a strange look, as if she heard her.
Qu Mingcong looked ugly, turned his body sideways, lowered his head to check his phone, and found that the Bluetooth connection of the headset was disconnected.
he:"…………"
There is a high probability that a slave who dares to openly bombard his master with words does not exist. Someone like her who always talks about the soul, feelings, and values is more like his ancestors.
Qu Mingcong let out a sullen breath, reconnected the Bluetooth headset, and asked Qiao Yueying in a low voice: "When did you learn to disconnect Bluetooth?"
"It was just last night~" She snorted softly, "Watching movies all the time will make you bored, okay? If you ignore me, I can only have fun by myself. Not only did I learn to disconnect Bluetooth, I also learned to take photos and post them on Moments.
"
As soon as she finished speaking, her cell phone camera was turned on.
In order to prove that what she said was true, she aimed at the stray dog in the distance and took pictures, and played with various beauty filters and props to show how skilled and natural she is in playing with mobile phones.
Qu Mingcong watched with cold eyes, and after a moment he frowned and cleared the background program.
Qiao Yueying: "???"
"Okay, stop making trouble." Qu Mingcong said, "Didn't you want the most expensive gift bag before? When I get the reward this time, I will buy it for you immediately."
Qiao Yueying remained silent.
Qu Mingcong thought she would have no objection, but the next second he heard her say again: "But if this happens... will the relationship between us turn into a cold combination of interests in the long run? I still hope that people can be
A little warm, what do you think?"
Qu Mingcong: “…………”
I think?
I think you need to recognize that you are a mobile phone, not an electric kettle! What temperature do you want?
"Lady boss, weigh a pound of oranges!" Qu Mingcong with a cold face tore off the plastic bag from the side and threw the oranges into the bag.
The proprietress of the fruit shop was very quick and put down her work and came over to weigh oranges for Qu Mingcong.
After weighing, the proprietress recommended other fruits in the store: "Would you like some more grapes? This variety is very sweet, you can try it...Today's pomegranate is also good, soft-seeded pomegranate, no need to spit out the seeds."
Qu Mingcong: "I'll pick again."
"You can pick whatever you want, and call me when you're done." The landlady smiled and turned around to continue her work.
Fruits of good quality were placed in the most conspicuous position, with torn leather and insect-holes gathered in small piles on the ground. There were also some rotten fruits that were really inedible, so the proprietress pulled them out one by one and threw them into the trash can on the street.
Qiao Yueying watched the other party busy and asked Qu Mingcong: "Since that fat man ignores people, why don't you ask the proprietress of the fruit shop? She hangs around here every day, so she might be familiar with Shao Jiaming's wife."
Qu Mingcong said: "She will go into the house after a while. She will only be outside the store during the morning and evening when she opens the stall."
"That's it..." Qiao Yueying thought for a moment and looked at the beauty salon across the street.
She regretted in her heart that she couldn't use her mobile phone at this moment, otherwise she could have called the traffic monitoring of nearby roads for legitimate reasons, and also found someone to take a confession.
Then she thought again, if she hadn't been trapped on the phone, given her status, she wouldn't have been reduced to investigating a cuckold.
My mood is really complicated~
There was a clang sound not far away, and the proprietress suddenly cursed: "Why is it another dead cat! Who is crazy with no conscience? It is really fatal. Why don't you get away if you are crazy! It scares me to death in the morning!"
Qu Mingcong and Qiao Yueying were both stunned.
Qu Mingcong reacted quickly and strode over immediately.
The proprietress was startled by the dead cat when she was throwing the fruit away. She knocked over the trash can and the rotten fruit in her hand rolled to the floor. She was cursing while picking up the fruit.
In the trash can lying on the ground, half a wet dead cat was exposed.
It's a tabby cat.
Qu Mingcong breathed a sigh of relief.
He took a few photos of the dead cat, then took out two other cat photos to show to the landlady, and asked, "Have you seen the cats in the photos recently?"
One is a pregnant orange cat, and the other is a white cat with a heavy reward.
The proprietress of the fruit shop shook her head and was a little curious, "Why, something happened to these two cats? Recently, people keep throwing dead cats in the trash cans, and I don't know who did it. Oh, this kind of person is really crazy..."
Qu Mingcong frowned and looked at the dead cat on the ground.
Qiao Yueying suddenly spoke on the phone: "It's a bit strange. Come closer and let me take a look."