The richest man in Xihong City, I am Wang Duoyu

Chapter 93 How to write a review? (Please subscribe!)
"A [-]-word review?"

Looking at the back of Wang Duoyu gradually going away, Zhuang Qiang muttered to himself in a low voice, his face was full of despair.

For someone like him who doesn't like to study, self-criticism is definitely the most serious and terrible punishment. Not only him, Yao Peiqian, Wu Xiang and Shi Sanxiang also showed embarrassment, which is more serious than corporal punishment. too much.

If they had the talent to write a [-]-word review, they would not be able to do this kind of physical work.It is because of the lack of literary talent in this area that I can only use sweat to make money.

But they didn't expect Wang Duoyu to punish them by writing a [-]-word self-criticism.

In fact, this is also a negative thinking. Wang Duoyu thought about the things he least wanted to do. With a simple push, he could know the pain points of this group of people and directly address them!
Wang Duoyu ignored the tearful expressions of the four people and went straight back to his room to rest.

Zhuang Qiang, Yao Peiqian, Wu Xiang, and Shi Sanxiang looked at each other, as if wanting to know what the other was going to do.

"How to write a review?"

"I haven't been able to write well since I was a child, and I can't write at all."

"You're stupid. You don't know how to write. Don't you know how to find it online? There are so many templates on the Internet. You can just modify them."

"Hey, that's right. It's smarter to lose money!"

"Brother Losing Money? Call me Brother Qian, can you stop linking them?"

Yao Peiqian glanced at Shi Sanxiang unhappily, with dissatisfaction written in his eyes.

The name is a signboard, and he is called Brother Losing Money every day, so can he still make money?I don't have any vision at all, and I don't know what Mr. Wang is interested in them.

But even though he was puzzled, he still needed to write his own review. Yao Peiqian lowered his head, sighed, turned around silently, and walked staggeringly towards his room.

This kind of embarrassing thing must be done quietly in the room, and the door must be locked. No one else can find it, otherwise your wise image will be lost.

Looking at Yao Peiqian's difficult steps, Zhuang Qiang rolled his eyes, seeming to be thinking of some small ideas.

The method he mentioned just now is to learn from the Internet, but it is too time-consuming. Now time is money. You must be the first to submit the review to Wang Duoyu, and earn back your impression points in front of him again. .

Ever since Duoyu made his fortune, Zhuang Qiang's inner sense of urgency has become more and more serious. More and more "excellent" talents are competing with him. Fortunately, he is "excellent" and able to overwhelm all his opponents. Be the number one paparazzi of Wang Duoyu.

Of course, the identity of Zhuang Qiang’s number one paparazzi was sealed by himself. Even Wang Duoyu himself didn’t know who he actually was. They were all paparazzi anyway. It was unnecessary to just call out whose name came to mind. It's so complicated.

After thinking about it, Zhuang Qiang showed a strange smile on his face, as if he had thought of a solution, glanced at Shi Sanxiang and Wu Xiang who were still thinking hard, smiled disdainfully, and immediately put his hands behind his back, blowing Whistling, he went back to his room confidently.

Looking at Zhuang Qiang's leisurely and unrestrained appearance, Wu Xiang and Shi Sanxiang were a little puzzled. It was obviously a very shameful thing, why did Zhuang Qiang look so proud and complacent?

I don't understand, I don't understand!
But both of them were gone, so he couldn't be inferior to others. Although he had no idea, Wu Xiang and Shi Sanxiang still looked at each other and went back to their rooms, not wanting to stay in this corridor full of painful memories. Got it!

After Zhuang Qiang returned to his room, he carefully locked the door and bolted the door bolt, so that no trace was exposed outside, and at the same time pulled up all the curtains in the room, leaving only a small desk lamp Shining light.

After searching around in the room, Zhuang Qiang really couldn't find the white paper, and he was too embarrassed to ask the front desk to bring it up. In the end, he had no choice but to grit his teeth, pull the toilet paper from the toilet, and started writing on it.

Compared with Yao Peiqian who was frantically searching for templates on the Internet at this time, and Wu Xiang and Shi Sanxiang who were helpless, Zhuang Qiang wrote like flying, as if he had already made a draft in his heart, without any pause. Start writing.

After a while, a long piece of toilet paper covered with handwriting was dragged on the ground, flying freely in the room.

I don't know how long it has passed, Zhuang Qiang put down his pen with a sigh of relief, and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Not even one roll of toilet paper was enough, so he used all the spare toilet paper in the room to write a review. Three rolls of paper were filled with handwriting.

From the corner of the cupboard, Zhuang Qiang fumbled out a black cloth bag, which the hotel provided to guests to put in a change of clothes, but now he used it to put in his own review.

He re-rolled the toilet paper with great care. The three bloated and pitch-black fat toilet paper rolls were freshly baked. Regardless of whether the ink on them was dry, Zhuang Qiang directly put the toilet rolls into the black bag and put on a mask at the same time.

When he came to the door of the room, he opened the peephole first, and scanned the situation around the door. After confirming that no one was in or out, Zhuang Qiang carefully turned the door lock, opened the door, and then probed outwards, scanning around carefully. , After confirming the safety, he walked out from behind the door with a sense of relief, and walked towards Wang Duoyu's room with an extremely light footstep.

"Never be found out, never be found out!" Zhuang Qiang muttered in a low voice, hoping not to run into acquaintances.

But the reality is always contrary to the wish. Just two steps away, the door in front of Zhuang Qiang opened. Yao Peiqian, also dressed in black and carrying a black cloth bag, came out more sneakily.

"Oh!"

"Who is it!"

Zhuang Qiang and Yao Peiqian looked at each other and exclaimed at the same time. They were startled by each other's appearance, but when they heard each other's voice, they rushed forward and covered each other's mouth with their hands, signaling with their eyes. Don't talk to the other person.

"uuuuuu"

"uuuuuu"

The two people had their mouths covered at the same time, unable to speak. They looked at the empty corridor, not knowing when a figure would appear. Both of them had anxious eyes, and they could only use their eyes frantically to signal the other to let go.

Seeing this, the two of them nodded heavily at the same time, pretending to let go, but still covered each other's mouth tightly in tacit agreement.

The ten-thousand-year old fox doesn't trust anyone!

But such a stalemate would be of no benefit to anyone. Yao Pei Qian once again signaled with his eyes that Zhuang Qiang understood and was ready to cooperate sincerely this time.

After nodding their heads heavily three times, the two let go of their hands at the same time, taking advantage of the situation and each took a step back, leaving a safe distance of more than one meter!
(End of this chapter)