Because of the thief thing, those who play car models have a much better impression of Zheng Tan, and their tolerance has also improved a lot. Some people made a simple 1:8 ratio car for Zheng Tan to squat and play.
But many things, after the novelty is over, they are tired.
Zheng Tan didn't really like letting the control be in the hands of others, and when he was being watched, Zheng Tan felt like a monkey show, squatting on a model car and waiting for those people to control the remote control to make the car run. After playing a few times, Zheng Tan stopped playing in the car, and lost the excitement of facing the toy car. So every time I go, I stand on the window sill and watch those people play with cars, take a nap, and then imagine my own car.
Zheng Tan himself knows very well that the car thing is just an illusion. It is impossible to have a special car that belongs to him. After all, he is just a cat now. Who would spend so much energy and financial resources to build a car for a cat ? And after spending money on a cat car, it may not be able to be used, which is a waste of money. Even if these students thank Zheng Tan for his warning, they will only allow Zheng Tan to play with cars.
After yawning, Zheng Tan was about to change his position to lie on his stomach. When he turned his head, he found a person standing next to Jibusong not far away. Still an acquaintance.
Zheng Tan thinks he is more alert, but he didn't notice Tong Qing standing there just now. This person's sense of existence is really weak, and because of this, he should not be underestimated, otherwise he would not be Fang Shaokang's driver. .
When did Tong Qing come? How long have you been here? Or, this guy has been monitoring this side for a long time
Looking around, Zheng Tan didn't see the four-lap car nor Fang Shaokang.
Just thinking about it, someone in the old tile-roofed house greeted Zheng Tan to play with the car, causing Zheng Tan to divert his attention. When he turned his head and looked out the window, Tong Qing was no longer there.
Doubt in his heart, Zheng Tan didn't stay here for long, jumped out of the window, and ran to the East District compound.
When passing by the guard, Zheng Tan deliberately slowed down his steps to let the uncle of the guard see him. If Fang Shaokang had been there, the uncle of the guard would definitely say something. Not only Zheng Tan, even if pet cats and dogs such as Ah Huang, Sheriff, or Sahara passed by the door, the uncle of the guard would say a word or two or call his name.
It doesn't matter if it's the doorman or the uncle and aunt, the eyes are poisonous, and the memory is good, who has been there and who is looking for it, they will remember it after one time. Therefore, as long as he sees Fang Shaokang's four laps, the uncle guard knows that he is looking for Mr. Jiao's house in Building B.
It's a pity that the uncle of the guard just said "Oh, I came back so early today" and continued to read the newspaper, without mentioning the four circles at all.
This made Zheng Tan even more puzzled. If he didn't come to the compound to find someone, how could Tong Qing appear in the old tile-roofed house? Without Fang Shaokang's instructions, Tong Qing would not act at will, that is to say, Fang Shaokang would definitely know about going to the old tile-roofed house to watch people play with cars. So, will Mr. Fang buy a model car and send it
Zheng Tan was lying on a plane tree, thinking about the possibility of Fang Sanye buying a model car.
In the next few days, Zheng Tan deliberately observed, but did not find Tong Qing's existence, nor did he hear Dad Jiao mention Fang Shaokang and the car model. Now Dad Jiao is busy again, and Yi Xin has not seen anyone. Su Qu stayed in the laboratory all day, in order to shine at this year's academic annual meeting in the school.
It's the end of another year, and both kids are preparing for their final exams.
The people around were busy running around, and Zheng Tan felt that he was really busy and panicked. Fatty was dozing off on the balcony, Ah Huang was locked at home to rest without knowing what he had eaten and had diarrhea, and the sheriff didn't know where to hang out again.
When he was bored, Zheng Tan liked to walk around and see new things, otherwise Zheng Tan would really feel like eating and waiting to die.
It's been a long time since I went to Jiao Yuan's school to walk around, Zheng Tan decided to walk there, and this time I'll go a little further to have a look.
When I passed a sports field on the way to the side door, there were many people running and cheering on the basketball court over there. It was estimated that there was a basketball game.
Zheng Tan jumped up a tree, ready to take a look. Before I could stand up, I heard a loud voice shouting: "The man in the brothel! Come on!"
Hearing this sentence, Zheng Tan almost slipped down from the tree, and when he stood firm and looked over there, he found that it was the "Jiyuan".
There is a sign next to the basketball court: "04 Planning Institute VS04 Management"
Compared with middle school students and primary school students, college students are much more relaxed. For those who have experienced the ravages of the college entrance examination, the college entrance examination is nothing to them. There are still a lot of people on the basketball court recently, especially in this situation, the players on both sides are like chicken blood, because there is a circle of beautiful girls from the School of Economics and Management.
There are many men and women in the management department, regardless of who is in charge of the management department. The players on the basketball court are all trying their best to show off.
In the rest area on the sidelines of the court, a student wearing a "04 Jiyuan" uniform took two sips of mineral water and said to the person next to him: "In middle school, I always liked to wear the uniform of my idol in the NBA, but now I always like to wear the uniform that is printed on it. I'm a little excited to wear that stupid team uniform with my name and department." Then he shouted on the field: "The men of the Jiyuan, overwhelm the management!"
The person in charge standing opposite the field glared at him.
The boy who was shouting became more and more nervous, no matter what, the girls on the opposite side were watching, right
Just when Zheng Tan and the men from Jiyuan were watching the girl together, in an office in a certain building of the Faculty of Engineering, Cheng Zhong looked at a contract in front of him, a little tangled.
It's all too common to take private jobs. Although graduate tutors always hope that their students will devote all their time and energy to their engineering projects, with the meager "salary" and state subsidies, they can even help their girlfriends. You can't even buy a bag, so people who are able to handle private work will also pick it up when they encounter it.
Cheng Zhong has been taking some private work since his undergraduate days, and he is not afraid of being told by his tutors. Anyway, the tutors have a good idea, but they just pretend they don't know anything. And the contract put in front of Cheng Zhong at the moment, the reward is very attractive, but this is a bit confusing.
"Mr. Fang, I have never done this kind of car model."
"It's okay, I believe in your ability. I've seen the jobs you've done before, and it's pretty good."
"But this model..." According to the information, it is larger than the ordinary 1:8 ratio car model, and it is not suitable for children. Who is this for? Cheng Zhong doesn't understand, but the other party is not willing to reveal too much now.
Fang Shaokang tapped on the table, "I don't need you to answer me right away, I'll give you time to think about it."
Cheng Zhong breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. Seeing that the other party didn't do anything next, he considered his words and prepared to see off the guests: "Then tomorrow..."
"Okay, it's time, how are you thinking? What's your answer?" Fang Shaokang looked away from his watch, looked at Cheng Zhong seriously, and waited for his decision.
Cheng Zhong: "..." So, is the person's previous sentence a fart? !
Moreover, Fang Shaokang's serious "I'm not joking" expression at the moment made Cheng Zhong feel a sense of suffocation when he exhaled half of his breath. ", the time interval between these two sentences is only fifteen seconds!
Fifteen seconds to think about a fart!
This kind of unruly approach made Cheng Zhong very helpless. He wiped his forehead with his fingers. If he hadn't known that the person in front of him was a big man, even his own mentor had to give face to him, Cheng Zhong really wanted to slap him twice.
As if he knew what Cheng Zhong was thinking at the moment, Fang Shaokang explained calmly: "In the shopping mall, there is a saying of 'fifteen seconds war' in advertising wars. Fifteen seconds is the most common version in commercials. In 15 seconds, you can forge the influence of infinite life. In 15 seconds, it is enough for a person to change from anger to calm and control emotions. In marketing, an excellent salesperson can make a person in ten seconds. The client’s mind has fallen. Now, I believe, with your brain, fifteen seconds is enough time for you to make a decision.”
Cheng Zhong: "..."
Picking up the contract in front of him and looking at it again, and quickly flipping through the materials again, Cheng Zhong said, "Okay, I'll take this."
Since he decided to take this job, Cheng Zhong raised some questions, and Fang Shaokang answered them one by one.
As for Fang Shaokang's reason for looking for Cheng Zhong, the main reason is that this kid has been in contact with car models for a long time, and his theoretical and practical knowledge is not inferior to some so-called "experts", and it is close enough to the East District compound. Find someone if you have a problem.
Zheng Tan didn't know what Shao Kang was doing. He had left the basketball court at this moment and was outside Jiao Yuan's school.
Standing on the fence and looking at it, Zheng Tan found that some of the paper on the window had been torn off. Now that the temperature has dropped, many people want to bask in the sun, so there is no need to stick the window tightly with paper. In this way, Zheng Tan Standing on the wall and looking over there, you can see the general situation in the classroom. It's a pity that Fu Lei's broken child didn't sit by the window. It was estimated that it was the reason for his achievements in the sports meeting and getting along better with Jiao Yuan and the others. The head teacher also took care of him a little and moved two rows forward. .
Since there were no acquaintances by the window, Zheng Tan didn't go to the window sill anymore. He stood on the fence and continued to walk forward. He passed the school gate and walked for about ten minutes. many. Originally, Zheng Tan didn't plan to stop here, but he couldn't bear that someone kept calling "Mimi Miao Miao" below.
"Hey, where are you from? I don't think I've seen you before, aren't you around us?" a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old student in the uniform of "XX Senior High School" said to Zheng Tan.
It's not that girls don't care.
Zheng Tan glanced at him and turned his head to leave.
Snapped!
There was a sound when the window on the first floor of the building not far away was vigorously pulled open, and a woman stuck her head out with a sullen face, roaring in a strong local dialect.
"If you have nothing to do, do more test questions, don't get nervous when you have nothing, learn from your brother! Don't play with cats all day long, I think your IQ is about to drop to the same level as a cat!"
Zheng Tan: "..." He was also shot while lying down.