In the morning, Zhang Yichi drove Mozhi's pickup truck to the club to learn fighting. When he came back at noon, Mozhi had just woken up and washed up.
"You're up so late? Aren't you going to take a yoga class?" Zhang Yichi asked as he changed his shoes and put the car keys on the coffee table.
"I overslept, I'll go in the afternoon." Mo Zhi was brushing his teeth and replied vaguely.
Zhang Yichi poured a glass of water and took a sip: "How's the dinner going?"
"Look at your phone by yourself."
Mo Zhi was busy brushing his teeth and washing up, and had no time to explain the specific situation to Zhang Yichi.
Zhang Yichi turned on his mobile phone and clicked into the chat group of Mo Zilai yesterday. The name 'King Kong Calabash Baby' was probably too hasty, and now it has been replaced by the more stable 'A Family in Love'.
There were three to four hundred chat records inside. Zhang Yichi patiently scrolled to the top and read the entire chat between the six of them last night.
In fact, because in the world of reincarnation, everyone calls each other by numbers, and now everyone's notes are their real names, he is still not used to it, and he needs to think about it before he can match the name to the corresponding person.
They had already discussed the time last night and would come to D city for dinner on the night of August 31st.
Zheng Jiang, who lives in H City, runs a hotel. His original intention was that everyone would go to H City and he would make proper arrangements for food and accommodation. However, in order to establish the organization, Mo Zhi persuaded everyone to come to D City.
Starting from tomorrow morning, five people will arrive one after another. The first one to arrive is No. 3 Wu Dawen. He is also from Province S. He lives in T City, the provincial capital. He can arrive in minutes by high-speed rail. The latest one to arrive will be No. 5 Yu Hengbai.
, his home is in Z province, a bit far away.
"Hurry up and we'll be here tomorrow morning. You get up early tomorrow and go to the airport to pick me up. There won't be many people here at noon, so we can eat at home and save some money. We can find a better hotel to stay in in the evening.
If I have friends I know, I can contact the hotel to make it cheaper." After reading the chat history, Zhang Yichi, who had accepted the unpredictable plan, began to plan for tomorrow.
"It's all up to you." Mo Zhi walked to the living room after washing.
Looking at the unpredictable smile on his face, Zhang Yichi felt helpless: "How much money do you have left?"
He doesn't have much money here, so he has to ask for some money from Mo Zhi. After all, they are working on a common front, and they can't have to pay for it alone.
"Hmm..." Mu Zhi muttered, with a rare hint of coyness, "Minus... five hundred..."
"Huh?" Zhang Yichi stared.
He expected that Yi Mu's lavish spending habits would not be of much help to him, but he never expected to give him a negative five hundred.
"One, one and a half months? Three hundred thousand, and it's all gone?" Zhang Yichi stuttered a bit, and asked in disbelief.
He has been frugal for many years, and now he has only spent a lot of money twice because of reincarnation, once to go to a concert, and once to rent a house in Shanghai. Now that he heard that 300,000 yuan was gone, he felt a twinge of pain in his heart.
"It seems like it's more than a month and a half... If you really calculate it that way, then you have to add at least two or three more days..." Mo Zhi was still talking rudely.
"Is this just an extra two or three days? Three hundred thousand is unpredictable. How did you spend it all? What have you done? You, what kind of monster are you?" Zhang Yichi continued to feel heartbroken.
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"Just have something to eat and drink, send some to my old man, sign up for a yoga class or something, and that's it." Mobi felt that Zhang Yichi was indeed a little angry, and he didn't dare to be rude, after all, they were very busy now.
I need money, and I am indeed a little bit spendthrift.
Zhang Yichi put his hand on his forehead, not even bothering to look at the unknown: "I went to your yoga class in the afternoon and got my tuition refunded."
"This can't be done. There are so many girls. Wouldn't it be shameful for me to refund the money?"
"By the way, remember to ride a shared bicycle. We can't afford to pay for gas. You have to ride the shared bicycle faster, otherwise the price will be higher than taking the bus." Zhang Yichi ignored the unpredictable words and warned.
A few sentences.
"Okay!" Mu Zhi put his hands on his hips with a serious look on his face, "At worst, I will show off my old face. I will retreat as much as I can."
After gaining some strength, Zhang Yichi said half of the words he was holding back: "Eat noodles for lunch, and spend the money on knives from now on. There is no need for me to tell you this. Not only do you have no money now, but you also owe money."
several hundred."
"Okay! Let's eat noodles! We will listen to you." Mo Zhi is now penniless and relies on Lao Zhang for food and accommodation, so he doesn't dare to make any mistakes.
"I still have a little over seven thousand on my card. I'll pay you back the money I owe first. I've agreed in advance that if you owe me again, don't come to me. I don't have the money to wipe your ass." Zhang Yichi stared at Unpredictable.
I transferred 500 yuan to him.
"Yes, yes, I will do as you say." Mo Zhi nodded and bowed with dignity.
"Let's cook some noodles!" Zhang Yichi waved his hand impatiently.
"Okay!" Mo Zhipidianpidian ran to cook noodles.
Zhang Yichi, who now had to plan carefully, began to plan every next expenditure. He spent a lot of effort to invite people to come over. The grade was too low and it was not suitable, so he had to find a balance between the cards and the deposit.
Get the best of both worlds.
After a while, Mo Zhi brought two bowls of clear water noodles.
"This lump... what a great cooking skill..." Zhang Yichi sighed.
"Just eat the pickled mustard. I'm not picky now. We can eat abalone and foie gras, and we can also eat noodles and steamed buns." Mo Zhi began to pull hard.
Zhang Yichi was not so pretentious as Mu Zhi, and chewed carefully and ate slowly.
The unpredictable catering standard dropped too fast, and it seemed that he couldn't accept it. After eating half a bowl, he couldn't bear to eat such a bland food, but for the sake of face, he chose to persevere and stuffed it into his mouth as hard as he could.
Ever since, I choked.
"Is it so fragrant? Eat slowly." Zhang Yichi looked at it with an unpredictable look on his face.
"Oh my God, it tastes so good." He drank a few large sips of water and finally drank it down. His face turned red and he said harshly, "From now on, we will eat this every day."
"I'm OK."
"...Old Zhang, I think we need a sponsor father."
"Get lost."
After lunch, I naturally went to wash the dishes.
After washing the dishes, Zhang Yichi had already dressed, obviously going out for a trip.
"What are you going to do?" Mo Zhi asked.
"I'll go find a friend and make arrangements for tomorrow's food and accommodation." Zhang Yichi changed his shoes at the door, "Hurry up and cancel the yoga class this afternoon."
"I fight for it."
"If you don't get the money back, I will take them to drink the northwest wind tomorrow. Anyway, it was you who boasted yesterday, and you will be the one who loses face if you neglect others. Think about it for yourself, which one is more embarrassing than refunding the tuition?" Zhang Yi
Chi casually explained the pros and cons.
Unpredictable epiphany: "I know, I'll go in the afternoon."
Zhang Yichi, who was about to go out, remembered something, walked to the coffee table and put the pickup truck key in his pocket: "I will transfer five yuan to you in a moment. Four yuan is for the round trip, and one yuan is for the hot weather."
money to buy ice cream and mineral water.”
"Five dollars?"
"It's only five yuan. You must give me the tuition fee back." Zhang Yichi refused to beg him to transfer more money and left without mercy.