At about 5 o'clock in the evening, Wang Zibo came to Tianjingshan Community from Xianning University Town, carrying a bag of snacks in his hand as usual.

Hu Linyu was very upset when he saw it: "Shen Ningning is changing teeth, and Chen Hansheng is the same. He always likes to sneak Aning out to buy snacks. Do you think this is hurting her, but it's actually hurting her!"

"You think this is hurting XXX, but in fact it is hurting XXX."

This sentence pattern is so common that Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo were often talked about by their parents when they were young.

Wang Zibo touched the sweat on his face and said with a smile: "Hu Linyu, why do you have the same tone as my mother."

"Pooh!"

Hu Linyu gave Wang Zibo a blank look: "Your face looks more and more like Chen Hansheng."

In fact, Wang Zibo is almost in his senior year. After three years of college, his experience is much more complicated than that of ordinary college students. He has worked as a dog licker, has worked part-time, and now starts his own company. His round face is a little bit angular, it looks Some men smell it.

However, he was essentially honest and loyal. He went to the bathroom to wash his face, and wiped his wet hands on his body at random: "I don't know what I want to do. I didn't say it clearly on the phone."

"Good thing."

Hu Linyu handed over a few tissues: "The milk tea shop ordering system is not bad, and we are ready to pay you."

"What?"

Wang Zibo glanced at Shen Youchu, and Shen Youchu nodded slightly.

"What kind of remuneration, Xiao Chen has already given me 20,000 yuan before, almost just enough."

Wang Zibo also specifically explained: "Almost nothing was spent before, but after the opening of the Shiziqiao branch, the networking system of each branch has to be specially developed for a software. I specifically asked two doctors and seniors to help, which cost an extra 10,000. Bucks."

"Then you have to accept it, we don't want to owe you."

Hu Linyu insisted.

Secretary Hu has an independent thought of "feminism" and is totally unwilling to owe men favors.

"Nothing owed to me."

Wang Zibo's mind is also very simple. The milk tea shop belongs to Shen Youchu, Shen Youchu belongs to Chen Hansheng, and Chen Hansheng is a big buddy who has played together.

This kind of relationship, let alone making money, is willing to subsidize a little.

He didn't want to argue with Hu Linyu, so he picked up Xiao Aning and went to find Chen Hansheng, leaving only Shen Youchu and Hu Linyu looking at each other.

"Brother Zibo and Sister Lin Yu always want me to recite ancient poems, and also to do math problems..."

When walking downstairs, Xiao Aning hugged Wang Zibo's neck, "wrongly wronged" told about the recent tragic experience.

The little girl and Wang Zibo met very early, and they knew each other three years ago. In her head, Chen Hansheng has the closest relationship, but Zibo has the best temper.

Later, I came to the big city somehow. Although I was very reluctant to let my mother, but the children couldn't make the decision by themselves.

Fortunately, Aning felt a lot of love here.

Wang Zibo was amused, and took out an ice cream from his pocket and said, "This is what I just hid quietly. Xiao Hu is also for your good. Brother Zibo also supports her in learning this."

"Oh~ Brother and sister said the same."

Shen Ningning sighed cutely, opened the chocolate ice cream and ate it without forgetting to give Brother Zibo two bites. Wang Zibo smiled and refused.

Chen Hansheng is easy to find. He has only a few strongholds in Jiangling University City, the University of Finance, Tianyuan East Road Office and Internet cafes.

He came to Tianyuan East Road in the afternoon, sitting under the shade of the tree and playing mahjong with Zhong Jiancheng.

He shook the fan with one hand "walala", and touched the mahjong tiles with the other, swaying Erlang's legs, and yelling "touch, tap, eat" from time to time in his mouth.

"Little Chen, Brother Zhong."

Wang Zibo said hello. Chen Hansheng nodded as an answer. Zhong Jiancheng threw a cigarette to Wang Zibo, then turned to his wife and shouted, "Aning is here. Get some watermelon for her to eat."

Zhongtou's wife likes the beautiful Shen Ningning very much. She specially cut a big watermelon, and Xiao Aning held it in her hand as if she was holding a big moon.

"Go, follow grandma to play there."

Zhong Jiancheng’s wife took Aning to the next door: "They are all smoking, it smells stinky."

"The country girl has no insight and calls her seniority indiscriminately."

Zhong Jiancheng shook his head helplessly, and let out a thin puff of smoke: "Three!"

It stands to reason that Zhong Jiancheng’s wife should be Aning’s "auntie", but she had suffered with Zhong Jiancheng in her early years and grew older faster.

In addition, in rural areas, there are many grandmothers in their forties, so his wife Zhongtou subconsciously regarded Xiao Aning as a "granddaughter."

Chen Hansheng knows in their hearts that Lao Zhong is a man who is proficient in eating, drinking, playing and gambling. There is no bathing center he is unfamiliar with in Jiangling District, but even if he is rich, he has never thought about divorce. "Scumbag".

Wang Zibo can also play mahjong. He moved a chair to sit by and watched. He grinned silly as he listened to Zhong Jiancheng and they said some pornographic jokes.

Although he also tried to tell some online jokes, either everyone had heard it, or his expression ability was not enough. After Wang Zibo finished speaking, the mahjong table would always be cold for 10 seconds until someone else started another topic.

Wang Zibo himself was also a little embarrassed. He simply twisted his **** and listened to other people's stories. In fact, it was just as fun.

At around 6 o'clock, there was a bit of cool evening breeze on Jiangling. Wang Zibo raised his head. The red sunset hung on the horizon, the sunset glowing like a splendid silk.

My friend is still playing mahjong. Xiao Aning is lying on the wooden table obediently, watching Zhong Jiancheng’s daughter do homework. The snack street in Yiwu Commodity City opposite is full of noisy college students... ···

In a daze, Wang Zibo suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of separation. He is already a junior and will soon be in society, but it seems that he is still in high school.

It seemed that time passed too fast, and my head didn't react.

I wake up occasionally, oh, then I understand that I must graduate from college.

"Hey~"

Wang Zibo laughed at himself, unless it was Xiao Chen's uninhibited character, for ordinary people like himself, life might be like this.

Use a lot of time to get lost and grow in a few moments.

At this moment, Wang Zibo suddenly missed Bian Shishi very much.

Although the two have nothing to do with each other now, even after returning from the GuoKe Electronics Factory that day, Bian Shishi was suddenly a little cold towards herself, but she still couldn't stop the longing in her heart.

Wang Zibo and Huang Hui had never had this kind of palpitations before when he was "in love" with Huang Hui. The relationship between him and Huang Hui always carried a kind of impetuousness floating in the air. How could there be such a solid feeling.

Wang Zibo took out his cell phone, opened the contact "Bian Shishi" dialog box, and typed a line of "Dada".

"I miss you."

However, after watching silently for a long time, Wang Zibo deleted all the "tatata" again. After locking the screen, his dark face was a little bit of joy when he looked up again.

Although he didn't dare to post it, Wang Zibo was already very happy to be so bold.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Hansheng's eyes were poisonous, and he understood at a glance: "Do you miss a woman?"

"No, don't talk nonsense, you are talking nonsense!"

Wang Zibo blushed~lightnovelpub.net~ didn't admit it at all.

However, in the Dongda dormitory in Xianning University Town, Bian Shishi held her nose and sneezed three times in a row, "Ahsi, Asi, Asi".

"What's wrong, Shishi?"

Xiao Rongyu asked concerned: "Did you kick off the quilt in bed last night?"

"No, maybe some **** is scolding me."

Bian Shishi gritted his teeth and said.

It stands to reason that it's just sneezing, not so angry, but if you add a dumb boy, it's worth it.

Asshole Wang Zibo, if I don't contact him, he really won't contact me!

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(There is still a chapter at about 10 o'clock in the evening, and Lao Liu thought that he would not need to break it before writing, but now this throbbing of wanting to refuse is worth a chapter.)