Chapter 24 Old Way

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After coming out of the villa area, Zhou Ze was not in a hurry to take a taxi, but planned to walk alone on the road at night.

Wang Ke said that his side is not a big problem, he just needs to cut off Xu Le's previous network, of course, now it is actually equivalent to cutting off.

I did the same to Dr. Lin, and I thought that Dr. Lin would not take care of me any more recently. As for my father-in-law and mother-in-law's house, I did not go back for several days.

The only thing that is difficult to do may be my own bookstore. After all, the money to open a bookstore is still given by my husband's family.

Let's just let it go. During this time, I also need to calm down.

There was an overpass in front of him, Zhou Ze walked up, sat down on the first floor, took out his mobile phone, and flipped through it casually.

Coincidentally, Zhou Ze clicked on the live broadcast software. Xu Le followed a lot of games and anchors in the Yan Zhi area during his lifetime, but Zhou Ze was not very interested in these. Scrolling down, Zhou Ze saw the last time he watched it. The old-fashioned anchor still hasn't started broadcasting.

It hasn't been on the air for so long, I guess it's really not on the air.

The anchor industry seems to be very easy, sitting at home to make money, but it is also very stressful. Not to mention that it will not start broadcasting for a month or two, even if it does not start broadcasting for a few days, it may become a thing of the past.

But at this time, Zhou Ze found that there was an unread message in his account, and when he clicked it, he found that it was an old man who had privately chatted with him, and it was sent the day before yesterday.

"Pindao has come to Tongcheng, dear, come out to gather?"

Below is also attached the old-fashioned phone.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly. In addition to leaving a message, the old man also had a lot of loving expressions, and then Zhou Ze flipped through the information on Xu Le's account.

female number,

And the address is Tongcheng.

Xu Le should have tried to start a live broadcast before, so he still has his own live broadcast room, but his popularity is very bleak.

Zhou Ze finally figured out where this strange feeling came from. The news of Lao Dao clearly had the meaning of being a fan. Because of some things, he came to Tongcheng, looked for his fans in Tongcheng, and cast a wide net. Grab a handful.

Zhou Ze was not interested in this old man. What he was interested in was the young man who had difficulty eating porridge who had appeared in the old man's video.

However, Zhou Ze still replied with a message, it was his own number.

Standing up and stretching, Zhou Ze was about to leave. He missed his freezer a little.

However, the phone rang at this moment.

Picking up the phone, the caller ID is Rongcheng's number.

Zhou Ze answered the phone.

"Hey, donor, where are you!"

Lao Dao's voice was very loud, as if he was yelling into a mobile phone horn, and there seemed to be the sound of trains around.

"Where are you?" Zhou Ze asked.

Is that old man very idle, he is not a fan, why is he replying to his information so quickly?

Is it true that the brand of female fans is really attractive?

"Hey..." Lao Dao was taken aback and was silent for a while, but he didn't expect that the fan he planned to date was actually a man!

A big,,, hanging cute girl!

sad,

lost,

Sad!

But the old man immediately changed his tone and cried hoarsely:

"Big brother, I'm hungry, please ask for three or five bottles, and give me a stutter!"

………………

After taking a taxi, Zhou Ze found Lao Dao at a bump under a railway bridge. Lao Dao was wearing a dirty Taoist robe, his hair was messy, his face was slightly bruised, and he looked like a real refugee. Lie on the plastic sheet below.

There is a "Longtan Home Cooking" on the nearby street. Zhou Ze ordered two bowls of noodles for him and then fried a plate of Kung Pao chicken and a plate of small fish.

"Brother, you are so funny!" The old man ate a bowl of noodles, and finally started to slow down. Then he told the boss to warm a pot of rice wine, and then smiled apologetically at Zhou Ze, he had no money in his pocket. , this meal must be Zhou Ze's invitation at the end.

"Why are you so mixed up?" There was a glass of water in front of Zhou Ze, and he didn't move the dishes on the table.

"Hey, don't mention it." Lao Dao took a mouthful of noodle soup and slapped his mouth. "I've been out of luck these days. Originally, I followed a crew to Tongcheng to film."

"Have you changed careers?"

"Forget it, I don't want to live broadcast for a while." The old man sighed, "Man, you have to have some dreams, don't you?"

"Yes." Zhou Ze nodded.

"Pin Dao's dream in the future is to be able to star in a "Mr. Zombie", whether it is 345 or 678." When it comes to dreams, Lao Dao's whole temperament seems to have changed a little.

"Mixed like this in the crew?" Zhou Ze asked curiously.

"Hey, I was originally a small supporting role in the crew, but who knows how good luck can make people."

The wine is up,

Lao Dao poured a glass for Zhou Ze first, filled it up himself, then took a small sip and narrowed his eyes:

"Tsk tsk tsk, beautiful drops, beautiful drops."

Zhou Ze picked up the boiled water and took another sip.

"The assistant director is not a thing. If you want to be a little actress, the girl is probably not even 18 years old. Alas, the girl is crying and unwilling;

I just happened to meet the old man, go up and beat the assistant director

for a while. "

Lao Dao reached out and patted his chest, saying:

"To make money is to make money, and to be famous is to be famous, but no matter what we do, we must not violate our conscience, right?

Dude, you say, is this the truth? "

"Well." Zhou Ze responded, "So you were fired?"

"No, he didn't dare to talk about it." Lao Dao grinned and continued to smile, "Pin Dao beat him, and he knows a lot of people, he dare not deal with me like this, otherwise his reputation will be completely stinky. ."

"Then?"

"Then, the little actress who was rescued by me that night walked into the assistant director's room on her own initiative the next night and didn't come out all night."

When Lao Dao said these words, he sighed, "They are all pitiful people, and they are all difficult people."

"And then?"

"And then the little actress said that I ate her tofu and insulted her. The assistant director didn't show up, and the big director took me out of the crew." The old man continued to smile, but his smile was a bit bitter.

"Drink a bar." Zhou Ze said.

"Come on, let's go!" Lao Dao picked up the glass and saw that Zhou Ze was holding boiled water, and immediately said: "Don't you look down on brother? Let's take a glass of wine. Today, my brother is in trouble. Thanks to brother's care, we will meet in the mountains and rivers. One day my brother has money in his hand, and he will take care of it and come back."

Zhou Ze shook his head, "I'm allergic to alcohol."

"Well, let's use tea instead of wine!"

The two touched a cup, and the old man drank it.

Life is wronged, wasted, resentful, and unequal.

All in a glass of wine.

"Are you out of money?" Zhou Ze asked, in fact, this question does not need to be asked.

"Yeah." After finishing speaking, the old man revealed his expectations, expecting Zhou Ze to lend him some money. He had some money left before, but it was funded at the beginning of the month. However, his current job has been opened again, so he did Suddenly became tight.

"Oh." Zhou Ze nodded.

"..." Lao Dao suddenly felt that the chat method of the person in front of him made him feel a little familiar.

shit

, you "Oh",

And ask me if I have any money?

Zhou Ze got up, went to settle the bill, and was about to leave. He invited Lao Dao to have a meal, purely because Zhou Ze was also a little bored tonight and wanted to talk to someone.

I could have gone back to find Xu Qinglang, but Xu Qinglang closed early tonight and the shutters were closed, so he couldn't be found.

Now, he is tired and wants to go back to rest.

"Dude, do you run a bookstore?" the old man asked.

"Um."

"Isn't it profitable to open a bookstore?" Lao Dao spread his palms and pinched his fingertips, as if calculating.

"Um."

"Pin Dao thinks that it is actually still to open a ghost shop to make money." Seeing that Zhou Ze doesn't seem to be very interested in his "calculation", the old man in front of him is a master who was born under the red flag and has no feudal superstition at all. Also took the mind.

"Ming shop?" Zhou Ze shook his head, "I don't want to open it."

He is a ghost himself, what kind of ghost shop is he running?

"To be honest, Lao Dao opened a Ming shop in Rongcheng before." Lao Dao took out a stack of money from his pocket, which was Ming banknotes, "Dude, thank you for this meal today, brother, I have nothing to give you. , you take this stack of dark money first, don't rush to scold me, of course this money can't be spent, but it has Yin virtue on it, you can carry it with you, don't be afraid of bad luck, it can bring you some good luck ."

Zhou Ze didn't reach for the money,

Whoever got out of their minds went to pick up a stack of ghost money and put it on him.

"Brother, don't believe it." Seeing that Zhou Ze didn't want it, the old Taoist was a little anxious, he directly pulled off his Taoist robe, pointed to the wound on his right chest and said, "It was just a pile of dark money that saved my life. "

"Okay, okay, I'll take it."

Zhou Ze was too lazy to see a big man showing his breasts in front of him, so he had to reach out and take the money.

"I remember watching your video. There is another person in the Ming shop. That person, it is very difficult to drink porridge." Zhou Ze asked.

"Oh, he, he is an employee I hired. He is lazy. He only knows how to bask in the sun all day and doesn't do anything. I scold him every day, saying that you are so lazy, you are young."

"Oh, does he have anorexia?" Zhou Ze asked.

"That's it." Speaking of that person, Lao Dao was a little disappointed, "Why, is he handsome?"

"No, I just feel a little kind."

"A kind ghost." The old man seemed to have heard a funny joke.

You are kind to ghosts, are you also a ghost?

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha,

Laugh at the poor road!

The two walked outside the store together, and Zhou Ze gave Lao Dao a cigarette. There was a supermarket next door that was still open, and there was a small fruit stand at the door.

"Stand here and don't move, I'll buy you some oranges." The old man joked.

"I'll eat two, and I'll give you the rest." Zhou Ze replied.

"What?" The old man thought that Zhou Ze didn't understand his own stalk a little out, and it was a little boring to think about it. This bookstore owner should be a nerd.

Zhou Ze didn't open his mouth to explain.

In fact, "I'm going to buy a few oranges, and you stand here and don't move around" is from what the father said to his son in Zhu Ziqing's "Back View",

And what Zhou Ze said is that in "Camel Xiangzi", grandpa

A word to my grandson.

Finally, Zhou Ze reached out and patted Lao Dao's shoulder, "I'm leaving, take care of you."

The old man was about to say something,

Suddenly covering his crotch,

Then a smell of burnt hair came out,

"Mother, burn the poor man to death!"

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