"Well--"

Huo Che thinks this script is not right.

But then again, as the young man of the great devil, for some reason, he thought Jiang Yang said it well and made sense.

This should be the husband of the Great Devil.

Those who eat the soft rice of the Great Demon King must have such confidence.

Because she entered the music scene at the age of fifteen, she wrote and played and sang, stirring up the trend of the Chinese music scene. As long as she didn't speak, there would never be a great devil in the Chinese music scene. People who can eat the soft rice of the great devil should not be inferior, but proud.

The big devil's little face is really not something that ordinary people can be.

The insurer was stunned with a cigarette in his mouth.

The boy said so righteous and sanctified that he felt that he had used Wang Zheng to highlight and insult him.

Huo Che came back to his senses.

The outer slices are a bit crispy and taste very fragrant.

The title of the first chapter of the science fiction novel "Bouquets for Algernon".

The second brother borrowed the fire from Huoche and bowed his head and went out: "I'll go out and smoke a cigarette."

She followed and when she pushed the door open, she saw Jiang Yang sitting in front of the computer, typing a line of words—

As for the cake, it is not a cake, but an old cake, made of eggs, sugar and flour.

The second child smiled.

The two looked back.

He was so angry that he had a fight with that neighbor...

He then added, "It's also clean."

Li Qingning put down the manuscript and muttered: "What's going on?"

The second brother looked at him: "Ah?"

There are many people in this alley who like to eat fool's cakes.

Jiang Yang: "I don't think about it either, but the typos look so handsome, I came unconsciously, it's too difficult for me. And--"

The second brother immediately became respectful, and he almost nodded and bowed to the other end of his phone, "Yes, I'm resigning now. The previous company was about to lose money, so I resigned early... Well, I studied civil engineering in college, and in order to take care of my family, I didn't work in this industry... Yes, I have been in sales for five years, and I have worked in the previous company for three years, mainly doing course sales, and I have always been very stable..."

His silly smile was particularly like the fool played by Huang Bo in the movie "Fried Rice".

At this time.

He asked Jiang Yang: "Have you eaten the cake made by my brother?"

But either the stones sink into the sea or there is no news after the interview.

"Step in a hurry!"

Jiang Yang agreed and hung up the phone and washed his hands at Huoche, "The things are put here, I'll come here in the afternoon to paint them."

right.

A man with a slightly stammered neck came in and surrounded the apron that the chef often wore.

Two middle school students wearing school uniforms passed by the cake shop.

Li Qingning flipped through the manuscript, "You are getting more and more typos."

Jiang Yang understands it very much.

The store became quiet, and only Huoche adjusted the sound of the surveillance video.

Forget it, the director.

What does he mean to have typos? "Can he write novels with typos?"

He also knew that this dick should be in the middle and late stages of looking for a job.

Jiang Yang picked one, "Thank you."

I have also received many interview calls.

Jiang Yang waved his hand to say goodbye to him, crossed the road, entered the community, and returned home.

He said goodbye, pushed the door out, and went down the steps.

She turned around and looked at Jiang Yang who was entering the door: "Where is your train?"

He picked up the cigarette held in his hand and was about to take a sip, "Damn", he threw the cigarette butt and burned it. He stepped on the cigarette butt and picked it up and threw it into the trash can.

The fool responded.

Huoche agreed.

Huoche suggested Jiangyang, "It's delicious."

Jiang Yang suddenly said: "I also studied civil engineering in college."

"good."

He had already controlled his emotions and was a little embarrassed, so he found a topic: "Do you like trains?"

"oh."

This is the foundation of survival that my mother taught to fools. Huo Che heard from his second son that his mother had broken several rattans, just to help the boss develop a clean habit and not discriminate against him. He could survive by craftsmanship when he walked there.

When I was a child, a neighbor teased him and said that he wanted to throw his brother on the train and throw him away.

"Auntie, I don't blame you."

When one student was planning to buy a cake, another student joked and said the above words, and Aunt Zhu was so angry that she came out to curse her.

Life is really ironic.

Huo Che pointed to the wall, "His brother works in the cake shop next door."

Jiang Yang ate the cake quietly, and neither of them spoke again.

"Go away."

No response from Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang shook his head.

The fool's cake that Yaya likes to eat is made by his brother.

"good."

The second brother came in again, "Brother Huo, take a look at the surveillance monitor in your store. Three or three days ago, wearing a suit to promote health care products."

You must have the courage to hang street lights on your boss.

At this moment, Bao Lao Er's cell phone rang.

The insurer's second child took a sip of cigarette, "I quit long ago. The manager is not a thing, so I pried my order. I have been with the client for so long, and I just signed a contract. This beast spent me on it, and he signed a contract with the client himself, and he even turned the thugs in the fucking way. What's the point!"

"good."

He connects.

The door suddenly opened.

Sister Ning’s phone number, “Hey, husband, I’m back for dinner.”

It is obviously making money for others, but I still have to thank others for paying and giving them opportunities to work.

This is a recruitment call, so I'll go to the interview.

When passing by the second child, Jiang Yang stopped, "The cake is delicious."

They ran away.

Huo Che opened his mouth and said nothing.

Huo Che stepped on a stool, checking the surveillance camera while asking his aunt.

Li Qingning: "Don't eat anymore?"

"Oh."

The second child didn't say anything.

Jiang Yang went to wash his hands.

At this stage, people are completely overwhelmed and almost collapsed.

Aunt Zhu hit him hatefully.

He pursed his lips and handed the bagged cake to his second child, "Old, second child-"

Behind him, "You are going to buy fool's cakes, be careful that you will become a fool."

The one who dresses like a insurance seller, his brother is a fool.

Jiang Yang: "We are all people who run away with buckets."
To be continued...