Wu Xie now feels that if he has a chance to fight in the future, he would like to bring the lawnmower. When he met Zongzi, he would shave their heads manually.
Of course that chainsaw is good too.
But he was chased by Zhang Haiyan holding a chain saw for half an hour, which left him feeling a little psychologically affected, so in comparison, the lawnmower in his hand was more friendly.
In just two hours, Wu Xie had turned waist-high weeds into grass.
From being forced to work in the beginning, to now I still feel like I haven’t had enough fun.
He was even thinking about whether to trim the grass for several kilometers around here in his spare time.
Black Glasses chose a sunny room on the third floor and planned to pack it up to become his and Zhang Haiyan's new house. As for the room sharing that Zhang Haiyan mentioned...
Are you kidding? He doesn't want this old face, and there's no way he can be assigned a room.
No separation, absolutely no separation, just show it to her every minute.
Liu Sang, on the other hand, tidied up his piano room carefully.
Fortunately, his room had already been moved clean and all it needed was a good dusting.
After two days of cleaning, I finally cleaned up these two rooms and the first floor.
As for the other rooms, Zhang Haiyan said that I would weld those doors shut to prevent a trace of dust from leaking out. Thank you.
She never wanted to do this kind of cleaning work in her next life.
The next day, Wu Xie drove his large van and pulled a cart full of daily necessities. Zhang Haiyan was sitting in the passenger seat and was preparing to trick the fat man into visiting her mansion.
In this case, Fatty can solve the hygiene problem of one room.
Black glasses sat in the middle of the pile of daily necessities, playing with pigtails for Liu Sang who squatted in front of him...
Liu Sang was so desperate that he no longer wanted to resist.
Just because Zhang Haiyan insisted on buying him a pink four-piece bed set, even if it was pink, there was a cat with a bow on it...
Zhang Haiyan's original words were: "The more pink you wear, the harder the fight will be. For details, please refer to Mr. Hua."
Liu Sang didn't know who the Hua Ye she was talking about was, but he wanted to know whether this so-called Hua Ye knew what Zhang Haiyan said about him.
As for those colorful children's clothes.
He has taken a dim view.
So be it.
I'll hang him at their door tonight.
Wu Xie's apprenticeship is still a week away.
Zhang Haiyan called the fat man on the way back and told him that he had bought a super mansion in an awesome Klass, and asked him to come over quickly to experience the life of a rich man, and also take him to enjoy Hangzhou's special food and local customs. .
Before the phone was hung up, the fat man closed his shop and immediately said that he would book a flight ticket now and asked Zhang Haiyan to book a hotel and she would have to spend some money in the evening.
Zhang Haiyan hung up the phone, looked at Wu Xie who was driving and asked, "Is there a more authentic place for the West Lake Vinegar Fish? Preferably a cheaper one."
Wu Xie: "..."
With the mentality of being able to fool everyone, Zhang Haiyan sent another text message to Zhang Qiling.
But he said he had something to do and would be there in a week.
Hua Ye said the same thing.
The difference is that Xie Yuchen transferred money to Zhang Haiyan, saying that it was to celebrate her moving, and the consumption tonight was his. If it was not enough, he would tell him.
The moment Zhang Haiyan saw the notification on her phone that her new bank card had an extra RMB 100,000 in balance, she beat her chest excitedly: "Master Jie will pay for all tonight's expenses, cough cough cough... book a building outside for me. I just think his family is authentic.”
I got excited and beat hard.
The fat man got off the plane at nine o'clock in the evening. After Wu Xie received the fat man, he only gave him a look of sympathy.
He also said that all today's consumption will be paid for by Mr. Jie, and all arrangements for activities come from his master. If you have nothing to do with him, please do not escalate it to him.
Fatty was shocked by Xie Yuchen's wealth, and expressed his expectations for the reception banquet arranged by Zhang Haiyan for him.
He also said that he would make a phone call later to thank Mr. Xie for his generous support.
"There's no need to thank him, he's busy." Wu Xie pushed up his glasses.
Please don't betray me, thank you.
The fat man got into the car, looked at Wu Xie and suddenly smiled: "When Xiaozhen wears these glasses, she really has that... How do you say that word?"
The fat man pondered for two seconds and suddenly patted Wu Xie's thigh.
"Oh, I remember, a gentle scum, dressed like a beast."
Wu Xie:......
Thank you for the fucking compliment. Also, don’t you have legs yourself? Why are you taking pictures of me?
"Fat man! I miss you so much!"
As soon as the fat man entered the box, Zhang Haiyan pulled him and sat in front of the plate of West Lake vinegar fish.
"Come and try the special dish I specially ordered for you. It's 188 per catty. If you hadn't come here, I really wouldn't be willing to pay this money."
"Why are you so polite?"
The fat man looked at Zhang Haiyan with an expectant look on his face, picked up a large piece of fish and put it into his mouth.
The next second, Zhang Haiyan covered his mouth.
"Don't refuse my offer."
Fatty: .......
After drinking half a pot of tea, the fat man suppressed the taste in his mouth.
"How much did you just say?"
"188 per pound."
"Don't move, let me have another taste. Why does it weigh 188 pounds?"
The fat man doesn’t understand, the fat man is desperate…
Why is it?
The fat man was shocked by the West Lake vinegar fish that night. Before he could recover, he was shocked again by Zhang Haiyan's mansion.
"Yanzi, you... awesome Klass... what a real Klass..."
Fatty felt that her mansion was not next to Hao's, but it still looked similar to a haunted house.
And when he learned that he had to clean up his room by himself, Fatty really regretted what he had come to do...
Pack it out...
Is there any need to sleep this night?
The fat man had no choice but to ask Liu Sang for help and asked him if he could take him in.
In the middle of the night, he wiped the ashes on the ground. As the masters, they were a little unconscionable.
The fat man's words of master gave Liu Sang a great sense of satisfaction.
After hesitating for a few seconds, he agreed to move in.
After all, children are easy to fool.
As a result, after the fat man fell asleep, Liu Sang regretted that his intestines had turned green.
This snoring sound gave him a headache.
I had no choice but to sit in the living room by myself in the middle of the night.
The black glasses over there finally managed to trick Zhang Haiyan into bed, and he was about to kiss and hug him, but Zhang Haiyan pressed his mouth.
"Shh, don't talk, I seem to hear something."
