Cheng Ke returned to the street from the root of the wall, and there was still a lot of chaos there, surrounded by many people.
I don't know what happened to Jiang Yuduo's followers. He wanted to watch the finale again, but after standing for two seconds, he thought of Jiang Yuduo's words again.
One by one, no one regards himself as an individual.
I don't know if they include him or not.
Suddenly feeling quite boring, Cheng Ke turned around and walked towards the supermarket slowly.
After walking a few steps, he looked back at the road that disappeared when Jiang Yuduo left... Now he changed his angle and noticed that the place was not a road at all. It's just a narrow passage in between, it's very dark, if he didn't know where Jiang Yuduo was going from before, it would be impossible for him to see that there is still a passage there.
It seemed that Jiang Yuduo was indeed a bully born and bred here, and he probably had a map of the special escape channel in this area in his mind.
Everyone will have such things in their minds, not necessarily maps, but also various other exclusive skill maps.
For example, Cheng Ke now hopes to have a skill map about housework in his mind.
Various procedures for housework, and corresponding tools.
Standing in front of the mop aisle in the supermarket, he was very depressed, feeling that his new life was full of malice towards him.
A mop, isn't it just mopping the floor? Why are there so many types and styles
Before, he felt that he knew a lot about mops. Although some people did the hygiene at home, it was not his turn, but at least he knew that there were flat and large ones.
But only now I found out that the flat head model also has a round flat head and a flat head. A large number of models are also divided into the crazy water throwing type in the basket and the straightening and twisting the mop rod to squeeze the water...
And the material is also different.
What used to be easy, suddenly became very complicated.
In the end, he chose a flat head, because it looks very large, and the water can be scraped off when the rod is drawn, which should be good.
After carrying the mop back home, he decided to drag the ground first with the strength of the wine.
Just do it.
Wet the mop, scrape off the water, and start mopping.
It was only two square meters after dragging, and he stopped, looking at the mixture of dust and fluff, feeling that he made a mistake and should buy another broom.
Before I mopped the floor, I saw that there were not so many things on the floor. Why did it get dirty more and more...
And the landlord didn't even deserve a broom!
So what if the water heater and gas stove are new and don't even have a broom!
He frowned when he thought that he had just finished fighting with people with the big hole in his head and said that he was not a landlord who was inferior to a dog.
Forget it, let's just procrastinate.
An hour later, Cheng Ke, who was sweating profusely, went into the bathroom.
After all, the floor mopping is finished, but the effect is not clear, only that the wooden floor is full of water now.
This mop is not good. It is like a dry mop after wiping the water for a few times. If it doesn't wipe the water, it is like a flood. It can only be forced to be invisible. In the end, because he didn't have gloves, he didn't want to use his hands to rip off the inexplicable lint sticking to the mop, so after mopping the floor twice with the lint, he threw away the mop cloth, and he still gave it back anyway. a replacement piece.
He took off his clothes, stood under the hot water and rushed towards him. A person like him who was indifferent to work and grain, dragged the ground like a battle, and felt very tired.
After taking a shower, he looked at the wound on his waist again in the mirror. It was alright, but it seemed to be starting to scab. Compared to the wound on Jiang Yuduo's head that was still bleeding for several hours. , is very strong.
After taking a bath, Cheng Ke didn't look at the time, he fell on the bed and fell asleep. The quilt and the quilt couldn't be neatly stacked together for a long time, so he simply kicked the quilt off the bed.
When I woke up in the morning, I didn't know when the pillowcase had been thrown to the ground by myself.
Then don't need it. If the quilt and pillow are dirty, just wash it. He knows that there is a washing machine on the balcony.
After being stunned in bed for more than ten minutes, he slowly got out of bed. He had no idea where to start or how to face the new life, which made him a little distracted when rinsing his mouth.
The phone rang in the living room for a long time before he heard it. He picked it up and looked at it. It was Liu Tiancheng.
He sighed and answered the phone: "Hello?"
"Wake up?" Liu Tiancheng asked over there.
"Just got up." Cheng Ke went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator, took a can of milk, and when he wanted to pour it out, he found that he had no cup.
"Did you leave early yesterday? I went out to the hall to see that your table was empty." Liu Tiancheng said.
"Well, let's go after eating." Cheng Ke took the jar and poured two mouthfuls of milk directly, and found that the milk was not as fragrant as drinking at home, and it was still ice, which made him shiver.
But he didn't remember what kind of milk he drank at home, and he never seemed to notice the box.
"You didn't give Xiaoyi face yesterday, anyway, my brother," Liu Tiancheng sighed, "he was very depressed throughout the meal, and he didn't talk much."
"He doesn't talk much." Cheng Ke said, Cheng Yi really doesn't talk much, and since he was a child, chatting with Cheng Yi was worse than when he quarreled.
Liu Tiancheng smiled: "He didn't say this when he was eating before..."
"How many times have you eaten with him before?" Cheng Ke interrupted him, "It's been a year since the last time we ate together?"
"Hey, you, why are you angry with me?" Liu Tiancheng was a little embarrassed.
Cheng Ke actually didn't want to choke Liu Tiancheng so much, but he was really angry. Half of the people who ate yesterday were his former friends, and their relationship with Cheng Yi was not as close as he was with Xu Ding, including Liu Tiancheng, now Liu Tiancheng's tone of "actually you and I are both friends" makes him panic.
"Get up," Cheng Ke said.
"Didn't you sleep last night?" Liu Tiancheng said with a smile, "Is there any activity in the future?"
"No." Cheng Ke put the milk back in the refrigerator, it was so cold that he felt a little nauseated.
"No activity? Let me see your... friends," Liu Tiancheng said. "It doesn't look like... Is that your new friend?"
"Well." Cheng Ke responded.
"It's surprising, you can still hang out with such a person." Liu Tiancheng laughed.
"I can hang out with anyone," Cheng Ke said. "It was not as good as them before."
"Hey," Liu Tiancheng sighed, "Forgive you, you've been in a bad mood recently."
"Do you have anything to do with me?" Cheng Ke asked.
"It's okay to make a phone call now?" Liu Tiancheng said, "Didn't we always make phone calls before?"
"It's not what it used to be," Cheng Ke said, "I'm very busy."
"What are you busy with?" Liu Tiancheng immediately asked.
"Go to the supermarket to buy a cup." Cheng Ke replied.
"What?" Liu Tiancheng was stunned, but did not react.
"Hang up." Cheng Ke hung up the phone.
Originally, his plan for today was to stay at home. Although he was very reluctant and had no clue, he still had to think about what to do next.
There is money on hand, although the gap is a bit big, from not thinking about money at all, to suddenly discovering that there is still an upper limit to the money that really belongs to him, and it is not much by his standards, but it is normal to pass a day. No need to worry.
His "what to do" is that he can no longer live like he used to.
You can do whatever you want, and don't do whatever you don't want. Every time Xu Ding asks him to cooperate, he will sign a contract and pay.
Thinking about it now, his cooperation with Xu Ding is probably the only thing in his trash career that can be excluded from trash.
He sighed, stood up and walked around the room. Since he was going to the supermarket to buy cups, he should check out what else he needed to buy. After one purchase, he would not have to run away.
But when he went out, he only came up with one more broom.
I randomly picked a glass and an ugly plastic red broom from the supermarket. When I took it home and opened the door, Cheng Ke sighed. I should buy a shoe rack. Although there are not as many shoes as before, there are also slippers. Three pairs, all piled up at the door are ugly.
He took out his mobile phone and wrote the words "Shoe Rack" on the notepad.
If you find something missing, write it down immediately, so you can save a few trips.
But when he went to the supermarket at night, there was still only the word shoe rack on the notepad, and the supermarket did not sell shoe racks.
In the following days, he has been going back and forth between the supermarket and the house. Every time he finds something missing, he needs to use it immediately. For example, when he sweeps the floor, he finds that there are no trash cans. When I wanted to hang my clothes, I found that there were no hangers...
There are also all kinds of things that I am used to but don't have at hand now, ranging from computers to ashtrays.
It took him about a month to experience the feeling of renting a house with furnished furniture and electrical appliances, but in fact there is nothing.
When the doorbell was rang, Cheng Ke was standing in the living room and sighed that there was finally nothing to go out to buy today.
The beginning of a new life has finally come to an end.
He looked out from the cat's eye in the past, and found that it was pitch black, and someone had blocked the cat's eye.
But the doorbell was still ringing.
Cheng Ke frowned, locked the door first, and then asked, "Who?"
"Me." Someone outside answered.
The voice was a little familiar, but not so familiar that it could be heard by a single word.
"Don't you have a name?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Chen Qing." said the person outside.
Cheng Ke realized that the voice was indeed from the Chief Protector.
"Why are you blocking the cat's eye?" Cheng Ke asked again, this person felt that he was a low-profile version of Jiang Yuduo's neurosis, and he did not dare to open the door casually when the cat's eye was blocked.
"Rules." Chen Qing replied.
"Where the hell is the rule of blocking the cat's eyes first when you knock on the door!" Cheng Ke was simply convinced.
"It's not blocked anymore," Chen Qing said, "Hurry up, open the door!"
Cheng Ke looked out from the cat's eye, and it was indeed unblocked. There was only Chen Qing standing at the door, and he was still wearing sunglasses in the windowless corridor.
He opened the door a crack and looked at Chen Qing: "What's the matter?"
"Rent collection." Chen Qing said.
"... Brilliant," Cheng Ke opened the door, let Chen Qing in, and gave him a thumbs up, "To collect a rent can make people want to call 110."
The lights were not turned on in the house, and the curtains were drawn. After entering the house, Chen Qing bumped on the sofa and finally took off his sunglasses: "Actually, it's not even a month, it's a few days away, but the agreement states that the handover is on the 28th of every month. Rent, so…”
"It's alright, are you transferring money?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Why did I come here to transfer money?" Chen Qing looked at him as if he was mentally retarded, "Cash, Sister Qian likes cash."
"Oh." Cheng Ke took the wallet. Fortunately, he had withdrawn the money before. If it were not for Chen Qing's style, he would probably be able to take him to the bank to withdraw the money.
"You've got it all done here?" Chen Qing looked around the room, "Have you bought all the electric chairs?"
"Electricity..." Cheng Ke was speechless, "That's called an electric massage chair."
"The electric chair for short." Chen Qing said.
"Okay," Cheng Ke nodded, pointed out the money and handed it to him, "count it."
Chen Qing didn't take the money and looked at him: "The third brother is really right."
"What?" Cheng Ke asked.
"You are a fool." Chen Qing said.
Cheng Ke was stunned, he didn't know what to say for a long time, and he couldn't even pick out a correct emotion for himself.
"He rented the house to you," Chen Qing said. "Now that I'm here to collect the rent, you gave me the money without any hesitation?"
Cheng Ke continued to look at him silently.
"He called me up just now, and I said what if you don't give it to me," Chen Qing said. "The third brother said no, he's such a fool, he must give it without asking. Are you really?"
Cheng Ke gritted his teeth, put the money back in his wallet, and sat on the sofa: "Tell Jiang Yuduo to get the money himself."
"He's downstairs. If you don't believe me, just call him." Chen Qing said.
Cheng Ke didn't say anything, took out his mobile phone and dialed Jiang Yuduo's number.
"Hello." Jiang Yuduo's voice came from there, which was easier to recognize than Chen Qing's.
"I'll give the rent to you." Cheng Ke said.
"Just give it to Chen Qing," Jiang Yuduo said, "I told him to collect it."
"No," Cheng Ke said, "who is responsible if something goes wrong?"
"I'm in charge," Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm downstairs."
"Then come up and sign a waiver agreement with me." Cheng Ke said.
"What is it?" Jiang Yuduo was stunned.
"If Chen Qing absconded with the money," Cheng Ke said calmly, "or he was robbed as soon as he went out, or a gust of wind blew the money away when he handed it to you, I would No responsibility whatsoever."
"Are you fucking sick?" Jiang Yuduo was surprised.
"I'm not sick," Cheng Ke said, "just stupid."
"Fuck." Jiang Yuduo whispered, "What did Chen Qing say to you?"
"Come up to get the money yourself, or come up to sign the waiver yourself." Cheng Ke hung up the phone and looked at Chen Qing.
It was only now that he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a lot of injuries on Chen Qing's face.
"What's the matter?" Chen Qing asked him.
"You ask the third brother." Cheng Ke turned on the light in the living room and confirmed that Chen Qing's face was indeed injured, and the injury was quite dazzling. Wearing sunglasses is estimated to maintain his image as a general guardian of the law.
"I found out about you," Chen Qing sat on the chair, "you have a really big temper."
"You follow Jiang Yuduo every day, saying that I have a big temper? The fan filter is a little too thick," Cheng Ke said, "Can you still see the road?"
"He doesn't usually lose his temper." Chen Qing said.
Cheng Ke was speechless. Although he had never seen Jiang Yuduo several times, the only thing he didn't get angry with was the meal that day.
"You haven't seen him really get angry," Chen Qing probably saw his suspicion and added, "If he is really angry, you will die after kicking the trash can that day."
"I'll go to your uncle," Cheng Ke really couldn't hold back, "Have you ever tested your IQ?"
"No." Chen Qing replied.
Cheng Ke gritted his teeth and didn't speak any more, and couldn't say anything.
He looked at Chen Qing in silence for a few minutes, and after fully admiring the various bruises on his face, the doorbell rang, and Chen Qing immediately jumped up and opened the door: "Third brother, I told him to give him the money. give me… "
"Are you free?" Jiang Yuduo entered the room, took a chair and sat down, looking at Cheng Ke, "How about walking me to play?"
Cheng Ke had thought about what to say before, but when he saw Jiang Yuduo, he forgot what to say: "Are you... jumping off a building?"
The gauze on Jiang Yuduo's head lasted for a month, and it was still there, and it was still bleeding. There was another injury on his face. His right arm was hanging, the trousers of his left leg were pulled together, and a splint was placed from the ankle to the calf. .
He never expected to see such a scene, even if it was a fight for territory, it was unbelievable that the boss was injured more than the protector.
"It's all because of me..." Chen Qing frowned beside him, looking uncomfortable.
"Don't be lyrical," Jiang Yuduo waved at him, looked at Cheng Ke and asked, "Where's the money?"
"Receipt." Cheng Ke said.
Chen Qing took out a receipt and a pen, and when he was about to write, Cheng Ke pointed to Jiang Yuduo: "Whoever receives it writes."
"The third brother hurt his hand!" Chen Qing glared at him angrily.
"... He's left-handed." Cheng Ke said.
Jiang Yuduo stared at him twice, and reached out to Chen Qing, who put the receipt and pen in his hand.
"I received Cheng Ke today..." Jiang Yuduo put the receipt on the table and wrote it while reading.
"Abide by the ke, not the passenger of the passenger." Cheng Ke looked at his ghost-like characters.
Jiang Yuduo looked up at him.
Cheng Ke sighed, took the pen out of his hand, and wrote his name on the notepad next to him: "Don't you have a copy of my ID card?"
"Who remembers that?" Jiang Yuduo took the pen back, painted out the words "Ke", wrote a box on the top, then painted it out again, glanced at the notepad again, and wrote the words "Ke" on it, " Just look at the photos and age."
Cheng Ke took the receipt and gave the money to Jiang Yuduo.
Then there was a scene where he seemed to know each other. The three looked at each other in silence. Cheng Ke originally thought that having a meal together that day should not be so embarrassing and unfriendly, but it seems that he is still too unfriendly to Jiang Yuduo. learn.
When he cleared his throat and was about to see off, Jiang Yuduo tilted his head at Chen Qing, who opened the door and walked out, closing the door again.
"What?" Cheng Ke looked at him.
"That 888 Maybach," Jiang Yuduo slowly took out a cigarette with one hand and put it in his mouth, then slowly took out a lighter and lit a cigarette, "what's the matter with you?"
Cheng Ke was stunned: "That's my brother's car."
"What's the problem with you?" Jiang Yuduo narrowed his eyes.
"Me?" Cheng Ke failed to understand the logic here.
"What's your purpose?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"...What the hell are you talking about?" Cheng Ke frowned, "What happened to the Maybach of 888?"
"The Maybach of 888 is wandering around here today," Jiang Yuduo said. "After two laps, he left. What are you doing here? You even bring a driver, why don't you drive by yourself? I'm afraid of missing something while driving. Didn't you see it?"
"He has to take a driver wherever he goes," Cheng Ke was helpless, "he doesn't have a book!"
Jiang Yuduo was stunned: "No book?"
"Yeah, he doesn't know how to drive." Cheng Ke sighed, he couldn't think about Jiang Yuduo's words, he was a little confused, what is Cheng Yi wandering around here
"Is that your brother?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Yes, same father and same mother." Cheng Ke said.
Jiang Yuduo looked at him, and after a while he whispered again, "Aren't you really adopted? The gap is a bit big."
"Go away." Cheng Ke said.
Jiang Yuduo laughed. After laughing, he took his cup and took a sip of water: "You little brother, stay away. In ancient times, he was the kind of master who killed his brother and seized the crown prince."
Cheng Ke frowned, he did not have a good relationship with Cheng Yi, but this still made him uncomfortable.
"Really, I knew it at a glance at him." Jiang Yuduo said.
"I still look at it," Cheng Ke said, "I admire it."
"I've seen bad guys," Jiang Yuduo said, "more than the children and grandchildren you've shot."
Cheng Ke didn't speak, Jiang Yuduo's eyes when he said this made him ignore the rudeness of the sentence itself.