The Fine Food Broadcaster

Chapter 33: Blockhead

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Ye Fei chewed noodles and nodded.

Ma Cuihua said: "I had a dream the night before yesterday. I dreamed that my prince charming was wearing a battle armor and coming on colorful clouds..."

When Ye Fei heard this, all the noodles in his mouth spurted out with a pop, and then he laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist.

Ma Cuihua glared at him fiercely and said, "What do you mean? Is my story so funny?"

Ye Fei quickly waved his hand: "No, no, I ate too quickly just now and choked. Ahem, Sister Ma, your story... is quite a myth."

Ma Cuihua snorted and said, "What do you kid know? All good things begin from myths. Do you still listen to me?"

Ye Fei nodded hurriedly and said: "Listen, listen, of course, you tell me."

Ma Cuihua said: "My prince charming is wearing a battle armor and coming on colorful auspicious clouds. Tell me a word, if I can help a hundred beggars, he will appear in front of me in reality. You also know Yes, I have been wandering around for twenty-five years in my life, and now I am still a young lady, so for my future happiness, I have to agree, so I have set up a stall at the intersection these days to provide relief. Those beggars, but the living standard here makes me very helpless. There are not many beggars on the street, so I am thinking of recruiting you to make up the number."

Ye Fei: "..."

Sister Ma.

sister.

You are really my sister.

Oh, you've been bringing me food for the past two days. It's not out of kindness, but you treat me like a beggar

"What? Looking at your little eyes, do you have any objections to my approach?" Seeing Ye Fei looking at her with a constipated expression, Ma Cuihua pinched her waist and said.

Ye Fei smiled bitterly and said: "Sister Ma, I have no grudge against you. You don't have to bury me like this, right? Although I, Ye Fei, am a pauper, I will not be reduced to a beggar."

Looking at the remaining half bowl of noodles, Ye Fei couldn't eat anymore.

Ma Cuihua made a sound and said: "You are not a beggar, then you should pay the rent for me."

Ye Fei: "..."

Damn it, where are you co-authoring this joke

If it had been before, I would have had no choice but to compromise.

But now~~~My brother is a rich man. He has a household worth ten thousand yuan after all, okay? Why do you still care about your little rent

"Isn't it just the rent? You tell me how nice it is, but you make it seem like I, Ye Fei, am the one who owes money and refuses to pay it back." Ye Fei muttered.

Ma Cuihua clicked her tongue: "You seem to be rich. The camera at the door shows that your kid hasn't left the house or gone to work in the past two days. You talk about a little brat who doesn't even have a job? How about you?" What’s going to pay my rent?”

Ye Fei collapsed and said: "Sister Ma, you won't be in the house every day staring at my camera, right? Are you really afraid that I will pack up and leave and won't give you rent money? You are going too far, let me tell you, You're really going too far."

Ma Cuihua said proudly: "What? Are you scared? If you are scared, just pay me the rent quickly."

Ye Fei stared at Ma Cuihua's face for a long time, and a strange thought suddenly popped into his mind - Ma Cuihua is so beautiful.

Yes, Ma Cuihua has a very good reputation, and this woman is indeed quite intimidating at first glance. She is tall and thick, but her facial features are extremely delicate, not even inferior to those of celebrities, but she usually has very few Just taking care of yourself.

"You brat, what are you looking at? Pay the rent." Seeing Ye Fei staring at her for a long time, his eyes starting to glow green, Ma Cuihua felt like she was going crazy and urged him quickly.

Only then did Ye Fei come back to his senses. He said it was so suspenseful. It was so suspenseful. He almost fell into the landlady's beauty trap.

"Isn't it due on the 15th as promised? Today is only the 13th, there are still two days left, can we still keep our word?"

Ma Cuihua chuckled and said: "You keep your word? How dare you tell me that you keep your promise? Who said last month's rent should be paid on the 1st? The pigs on this day have lost 200 kilograms. You pay it?" Where’s the rent?”

Ye Fei: "..."

"I'm really in trouble. Tell me, you block my door every day asking for money and don't give me any time to solve the problem. How can I give it to you?"

"You should go and solve the problem. If you stay in the house every day, the money will fall from the sky into your hands?"

"Ahem."

Ye Feixin said, you really guessed it right, the money in the sky really fell into my hands, and a cash machine also fell out of it.

"What? You have nothing to say? Young people should go out and have fun, what is it like to stay in the house every day." Ma Cuihua said with disdain.

Ye Fei waved his hand and said: "Sister Ma, you are my biological sister. If I don't tell you, isn't it just the rent? I will get it for you now. Let's make an agreement first. After paying the rent, I will trouble you later. Don't block my door every day anymore. I need to pay attention to my image, you know? You said that if the people who rent the house know about your blocking the door, who will dare to come and live in it in the future."

"Tsk, tsk, go get it now? It's really the same thing."

"It's not true. You'll know soon."

"If you really want to pay the rent, you don't have to travel that far. You can just transfer the money directly to me using Tianxin (similar to Earth's WeChat)."

"I don't have your number."

"Add now."

Ye Fei reluctantly took out his mobile phone, added Ma Cuihua's sky signal, and asked, "How much is the total?"

Ma Cuihua magically took out a calculator from her pocket, clicked a button, and said: "The rent plus water and electricity bills are a total of one thousand six hundred and eighty-seven yuan and sixty cents. I am very compassionate and give you sixty cents." I'll take off the change and give me one thousand six hundred and eighty-seven."

Ye Fei curled his lips and sneered at Ma Cuihua's move to waive his sixty cent change.

Soon, Ye Fei used Tianxin to transfer 1,700 yuan to Ma Cuihua and said: "No need to change the change, just use it as food money for these two days."

Seeing that Ye Fei had really transferred the rent to her, Ma Cuihua looked at Ye Fei, then took out thirteen yuan from her pocket and threw it on the table, picked up the bowl and walked out.

"I'm not short of your thirteen dollars."

Ye Fei looked at the thirteen dollars on the table, and then looked at Ma Cuihua who was walking out with a bowl. For some reason, he felt that Ma Cuihua was not happy about receiving the money at this moment.

"What are you doing? Didn't I give you the rent? Why are you so happy when you haven't paid the rent yet?"

Without thinking much, Ye Fei collected the thirteen yuan change, then closed the door and continued surfing the Internet.

Ma Cuihua held the bowl and walked angrily while muttering: "You bastard, you bastard, you actually paid the rent. How can you ask me to block your door in the future? What a piece of wood."

Early the next morning, Ye Fei still maintained his good habit of getting up early. After washing, he tidied up the room.

After all, you have to live broadcast to tens of thousands of your fans, so you can’t lose this image.

With this tossing, time passed by quietly.

Just when Ye Fei was tidying up his nest, a message was sent out from the Qiuqiu platform. This message was like a torpedo exploding, sending waves all over the sea.

(End of chapter)