"I live in this house myself, and I do it every day. When I rented out, I only rented it because I was a good person. It's fate for everyone to live together. I hope this kind of thing will not happen again in the future. something happened."
After speaking, she glanced at the middle-aged man next to her.
That is Li Aiguo, sister Zhang's husband.
Li Aiguo is tall and thin, with prominent cheekbones, wearing a dirty undershirt, his pants are gray, and the shoes on his feet are so dirty that no color can be seen.
The husband and wife have several houses in this community, as well as in other districts. There must always be an errand worker.
Li Aiguo was in charge of the work.
Every day, he rides a motorcycle through the neighborhoods where the houses are located, repairing some things, and engaging in decoration.
Li Aiguo is a simple and honest person with a stupid mouth. He is not comparable to Sister Zhang. He uniformly calls the female tenant "little sister" and the male tenant "little brother", regardless of the age of the other party.
Upon receiving Sister Zhang's gaze, Li Aiguo organized his language, "What about this, that's what we mean."
Sister Zhang glared at him.
Li Aiguo coughed and added, "In short, don't do it again."
Huang Dan found that Sister Zhang's face was green.
The two couples here have one thing in common, both are strong women and weak men.
Jiang Huai was leaning against the wall, the fatigue between his eyebrows was very deep, and he looked like he hadn't slept all night, "That's it."
As soon as he left, Ayu also returned to the room.
Soon only Sister Zhang and Li Aiguo were left in the living room.
Sister Zhang twisted his arm, "Didn't I tell you before? Let me warn you, you will know that the chain will fall at a critical moment!"
Li Aiguo was in pain, "It's not like you didn't know that I wouldn't handle this kind of thing. Besides, warnings are useless."
He rubbed his arms, "There are so many people living in one toilet, so I can't help it."
Sister Zhang scolded something and asked Li Aiguo to clean up the balcony.
On the small balcony, Huang Dan was eavesdropping against the wall. Half of his body was resting on the iron railing, and he couldn't hear anything.
The reason why Huang Dan didn't make a sound just now was because he had a stomachache at around three o'clock last night and was using the toilet. He heard footsteps in the living room, stopped at the door of the toilet, and left.
After a while, the sound of footsteps came again.
At that time, Huang Dan was squatting on the toilet. He heard the footsteps and knew that the people outside the door were in a hurry. He planned to say wait a minute, and it would be fine soon, but the footsteps had gone far away.
Huang Dan recalled what happened last night, the footsteps were a little heavy, it should be a man, Wang Hai, Zhao Fuxiang, and Jiang Huai were all suspected.
By the way, there is also Li Aiguo.
Forget it, his task is not to find out who pulled the stool, or not to waste brain cells.
Huang Dan brushed his teeth and washed his face, and rushed to the company to go to work.
In the morning, the project team was called by the manager to a meeting again. Unsurprisingly, the meeting room was full of roars from the manager alone.
Huang Danqing looked at the manager in a complicated way, and patted the table so vigorously, doesn't it hurt her hand
If it were him, the whole arm, which would definitely hurt after taking a shot, would be shaking.
One side of the conference room is the art group, the other side is the planning group, and the atmosphere on both sides is completely different.
The planning team was looking down at the phone, as if it had nothing to do with them. The art team looked at the nose, nose, nose and heart, for fear that they would not be able to control their sense of existence and would be caught by the manager and scolded.
The project this time has been tested, and the feedback score given there is gameplay a, art c, indicating that there is no problem with the planning, the art is too bad, the manager does not scold the main beauty who scolds
The main beauty wiped his face and continued to pick up the manager's spittle stars. He nodded and bowed his head, making excuses to fly out of his two mouths one by one, saying that our art side is a temporary resource that is not ready yet.
Huang Dan shook his head, Zhumei is a capable person, and she is alive and well.
At the end of the meeting, the art group was covered with dark clouds.
It was not until lunch after get off work at noon that the dark clouds drifted away partially.
Working overtime today.
The work efficiency at night is very low. Everyone is almost fishing in troubled waters. It takes a long time to make two strokes. When I look at it later, either the color is wrong, the feeling is wrong, or the information is not found correctly, it is always different. It's not right, I thought I'd better wait until tomorrow.
At about 9:30, a group of people walked out of the company at a slow pace.
At this point, there are still many people on the street. The neon lights are connected from the street to the end of the street. The towering buildings in the city are shrouded in a hazy halo, which is a bit illusory.
Huang Dan walked behind a few male colleagues and listened to them speaking in yellow accents, saying that there was a place that was hotter than summer, and as soon as he entered, he wanted to die from the heat.
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