The little cousin was still young, so she was immediately struck by what Zhao Mingyang said.
Sure enough, she has a house here. From what she described, it was a rough house that she bought many years ago. It can fit a boat-shaped bed in the room. It seems to be quite large.
"It's not good to put so many things in your home, it takes up too much space." Zhao Mingyang asked.
"It's okay, my house is a sun terraced house, it's enough space," said the little cousin.
Zhao Mingyang felt excited in his heart. The sunny townhouse is at least 300 square meters.
"Forget it, that's your house. It's not good for me to put things there, and it won't be good for your family to see it. I'll look for it myself. I'll work hard to buy a house of my own as soon as possible."
"It's nothing. That house was originally empty. It was prepared for me in Shanghai. My family won't go there. There will be other houses to live in when I come. Besides, what will happen if I am discovered? It's settled.
, when the time comes, I will design the drawings myself. You can drive me to the stationery store next to our school. It happens to be close to my cousin’s house. I want to buy some stationery for Xiaobao. He has no watercolor pens. I will go back and teach him how to draw.
painting."
At this time, Zhao Mingyang was sure that his cousin's house had more than one house in Shencheng. Is this house named after his cousin or her family? It belongs to her family and cannot be named Zhao Mingyang. It belongs to her cousin, so she can fool her.
My cousin added Zhao Mingyang's name, so I need to observe it carefully.
I don’t know how much money my cousin has in her bank card. If she encounters financial difficulties, if she pretends to be drunk and complains to her, can she transfer some money to herself?
Zhao Mingyang wanted to give himself a slap in the face. He wanted the children's money, but he didn't want it. That would be an advantage to others. It would be better to give himself an advantage. At least he must have paid more than others. This felt bad conscience.
It hurts.
As they walked downstairs and walked out of the apartment building towards the parking lot, an old man passing by looked at the two of them and said, "Hey, darling~ These two are a perfect match. The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful. If you guys have children in the future, it will be great."
No matter how long you are, you are not ugly."
Zhao Mingyang explained again: "Uncle, this is my sister."
"Sister? Real sister?" the uncle asked.
"No." Zhao Mingyang said.
"Are they related by blood?" the uncle continued to ask.
"No." Zhao Mingyang continued.
"That's fine. If you two weren't together, this fate would have been in vain. It's such a perfect match," the uncle said.
"Uncle, please don't talk nonsense. She is still young. She is a child. I have always treated her as a younger sister. She is still in school and she is just a child." After Zhao Mingyang finished speaking, he walked quickly to the car with his little cousin.
The uncle looked at their leaving figures and sighed in his heart: "For money, I have become the most annoying person in my youth and started to speak without conscience. Xiaohong wait for me, I will have money to find you again.
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Zhao Mingyang felt that he was worthy of these extras, especially the elderly. In the past, TV commercials asked a group of elderly people to memorize lines and act as extras and they would only be paid fifty to eighty. He paid at least three hundred.
The car drove towards Zhang Zifeng's school. She was familiar with the stationery stores there. Stationery stores were basically concentrated around the school. Most of the stationery in the supermarket was not complete. The school stationery store sold basically all stationery supplies at reasonable prices.
It's also cheaper than other places.
Zhao Mingyang parked the car in a parking space on the roadside, and his little cousin went down and walked to the stationery store opposite.
I picked up my phone and sent a message to Xu Qingqing, making an appointment to pick her up from downstairs of her house at seven o'clock in the evening to attend Jay Chou's concert.
After chatting with Xu Qingqing for a while, I realized that my little cousin hadn't come back yet. Something was wrong. What was done in three to five minutes had already taken more than ten minutes.
Zhao Mingyang raised his head and looked at the opposite side. Damn it! Why did my little cousin follow a few girls?
Something's wrong, those girls wear earrings and dye their hair.
And how many of them have cigarettes in their hands, little girl?
Most of the student life is wonderful, but if there is something that is not wonderful, it must be the little bastards and little girls. These people are just like stinky rats, which makes people sick just looking at them.
Apart from bullying the weak and fearing the strong, he basically has no ability.
It seems like every school has this kind of people, which can be said to be the epitome of evil.
Zhao Mingyang got off the car and hurried over, trotting all the way, and suddenly shouted to the front: "Don't even leave! Stand still!"
The sound was so loud that the people in front of me trembled.
A girl with yellow hair, a smoky make-up on her face, and a cigarette in her mouth.
Zhang Zifeng's face showed panic and fear, and he felt an indescribable sense of security after seeing Zhao Mingyang.
"Who are you? What are you shouting for?" the girl said to Zhao Mingyang, without any fear on her face.
"Get out of here! Toads don't bite and are disgusting. I am Zhang Zifeng's brother. Where are you going to take her?" Zhao Mingyang walked over and pushed a girl away, took Zhang Zifeng's hand and asked, "What's wrong?
Did they bully you? Tell me, who dared to bully you? Tell me, I made her slip and fall into the Huangpu River. Don’t be afraid. My brother is here and you don’t have to be afraid of these rubbish."
"F*ck! Who are you calling rubbish? Oh, Zhang Zifeng is so awesome. He has recognized a brother. He is so awesome. We are so scared. Your brother is so awesome. He won't let us not see tomorrow.
The sun, right?" said the yellow-haired girl from before.
As he spoke, he held his mobile phone in his hand and made a call: "Brother Niu Niu, someone bullies me, what do you think I should do? I'm over here at the No. 1 Scholar stationery at Wai Gao. Okay, I'll wait for you. Come here quickly. I
I'm afraid that if you don't come, the other party will bully me."
Zhao Mingyang looked at Zhang Zifeng and asked, "Do they often bully you?"
Zhang Zifeng said nothing and lowered his head.
"Speak! What's going on? I'm mute. Did I bully you? Tell me!" Zhao Mingyang scolded.
"Yeah~" Zhang Zifeng said.
When Zhao Mingyang heard this, he was first instinctively angry, and then he felt a burst of ecstasy. When he was a student, who didn't want to have an awesome older brother to protect him? At this time, Zhao Mingyang really wanted to award an annual good person award to the few naughty little girls present.
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This is a great help from you. It has suddenly raised my status in the heart of my little cousin to a whole new dimension.
Zhao Mingyang quickly picked up his mobile phone and sent it to Qin Bo: It's urgent and we need extra performers. The more the better. All of them need to be men. Travel expenses will be reimbursed. Find a few more martial artists to come over. I want to put on a big boss drama. I need them.
Brother, I'll give you 500 for each person, and 800 for Wu Xing. I'll send you the address. Hurry up!
Zhao Mingyang called again via WeChat. After the other party connected, Zhao Mingyang said: "Look at the message and hang up first."
Zhao Mingyang has always believed in one thing: if money can solve something, you should never do it yourself. You can use money to show off, and never waste any physical or mental energy. Now that he has money, there is no need to risk his life.
He knew this thing very well. If there were more people and more momentum, Zhao Mingyang would not be afraid of a ruthless person, because he would call the police later, and this fight would not be possible, but he wanted to make the other person afraid.
