Qin Si was a young master who was used to being served by others. But he suddenly had to do it himself to get water. He kept complaining, "Master Wang, you said you are not short of money, so you should at least hire a servant for your family. If you don't want a servant, a part-time worker will do. Every time Gu San is not here, he doesn't even have a sip of water when he comes to your place. It's really annoying."
"No money." The man stretched out his body shamelessly, spread his hands and looked dead.
Qin Si: “???”
"It won't cost much to hire a servant, right?"
Ye Wangchuan glanced at him sideways and said calmly: "I still don't have money. There is no other way. I have to save money to support my girlfriend."
Qin Si almost smashed the teapot in his hand.
mmp!
He just came here to get some water, and not only did he do it himself, but he also had to be fed dog food by others.
But he didn't dare to offend someone, so he turned his head and looked at the girl drinking water beside him with resentment: "Sister Qiao, look at him, he is just a hooligan."
Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows, casually put the cap on the bottle, glanced at him, and said in a chilly tone to someone else: "Don't look for me, I don't have any money either."
Guan Yan was still looking for her a few days ago and transferred some money from her account. She is now penniless and has no choice but to go out and perform.
Qiao Nian screwed the bottle cap on with her cold white fingers, and then she remembered, oh, she almost forgot, a month ago, she had transferred a sum of money for rare earths into her account.
Several hundred million.
Qin Si's mouth twitched, and he was completely speechless towards the two of them, holding the teapot.
Two big guys, each one is better at crying poor than the other.
He was a poor man and was speechless because of the crying!
This society is so shameless, it really doesn’t let the poor survive!
He silently made a cup of tea and brought it to Ye Wangchuan. Knowing that this old man was even lazier than himself and the type who would never do anything unless he had to, he went to find two teacups and poured a cup of tea for himself and Ye Wangchuan.
He picked up the teacup and took a sip, and couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder the advertisement I saw a few days ago said that doing it yourself is better. The tea I brewed myself tastes like heaven. Tsk, with my skills, I can open a teahouse one day." Ye Wangchuan put down his crossed legs, took a sip, put down the teacup expressionlessly, and glanced at him: "Is it a crime to open a teahouse?"
Qin Si: “???”
"You make tea with warm water?"
Qin Si touched his cup and found the temperature was just right. He was puzzled: "It's OK if the water is hot. I see that every time I boil water to make tea, I have to wait for a long time before I can drink it. I didn't wait for the water to boil. I poured it into the teapot when it was almost ready. Now it's just right to drink and not too hot."
Seeing that Ye Wangchuan seemed too lazy to pay attention to him and looked aggrieved, he turned to Qiao Nian for help.
"Sister Qiao, don't you think so?"
Qiao Nian had nothing to say and just gave him a thumbs up!
Awesome!
Make tea with warm water.
Only Qin Si could think of this.
Qin Si found a sense of existence with Qiao Nian, and he felt a little better and less depressed. He took a few sips of the tea he had made, and it tasted better and better as he drank.
Seeing Qiao Nian coming over with a bottle of mineral water, he kindly asked Qiao Nian: "Sister Qiao, would you like a glass?"
"… "
Qiao Nian shook the mineral water in his hand and refused: "No, I drink plain water."
She found a corner of the sofa and sat down, leaning there sleepily, with her arms propped up on the sofa armrests and her legs crossed, long and straight, quite casual, and suddenly said, "Is there a software competition this year?"
(End of this chapter)