Wang Zijie was still on the phone with Qiao Linlin outside, and was scolded bloody by Qiao Linlin.

Wang Zijie said to Qiao Linlin: "Lao Zhou has a girlfriend, it's not good for you to get too close."

"You want to care? Who the hell are you? Why do you care about me! Let me tell you, Wang Zijie, Zhou Yuwen and I are ordinary friends! Don't think about it, don't say that Zhou Yuwen and I have nothing to do, even if it's me and Zhou Yuwen What's wrong with Zhou Yuwen, so what does it matter to you? I told you earlier, I don't like you." Qiao Linlin wanted to have a showdown with Wang Zijie.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, it's my fault, don't say it, and Lao Zhou and I apologize to the head office!"

Qiao Linlin wanted to have a showdown with Wang Zijie, but Wang Zijie felt that he had made Qiao Linlin angry, so Qiao Linlin threatened him by speaking, and Wang Zijie immediately apologized.

Qiao Linlin said, "I'm telling you the truth, Wang Zijie, fuck you,"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, stop talking!" Wang Zijie interrupted Qiao Linlin.

Qiao Linlin was speechless, and Wang Zijie said, "Linlin, let's not talk about this, what date do you plan to go home? Do you want me to book tickets for you?"

Seeing that Qiao Linlin and Wang Zijie couldn't understand, she didn't continue talking, and instead talked about other topics.

Qiao Linlin wasn't interested in these topics, so she searched out to see if Zhou Yuwen had replied to her message, but Zhou Yuwen hadn't replied to her yet. Qiao Linlin thought too much, thinking that Zhou Yuwen must be keeping a distance from her because of Wang Zijie?

Wang Zijie chattered over there: I contacted a few high school classmates today, and they are all waiting for us to go back to the party.

"What is Zhou Yuwen doing?" Qiao Linlin asked suddenly.

Wang Zijie glanced at the dormitory, where Zhou Yuwen was writing and drawing in his notebook, and said, "I don't know, I should be writing a novel."

Qiao Linlin was playing with her nails over there, thinking that Zhou Yuwen might not be looking at her phone, it wasn't that she was ignoring herself.

After chatting with Wang Zijie for a while, Qiao Linlin yawned again and again, and she said, "Okay, it's getting late, I'm going to bed."

"Oh, then you rest early."

Zhou Yuwen sorted out a bunch of real estate information, looked at local forums on the Internet, and found a bunch of real estate information.

There is no saying how much per square meter real estate is in this era. Most of them are quoted as a buyout price, 50 or 60. If you like it, just take it away.

Zhou Yuwen sorted out all the good houses.

At this time, Wang Zijie came in after making a call. Seeing that Zhou Yuwen and Li ignored him, he felt a little uncomfortable for a while, thinking that maybe he had gone too far just now, so he took the initiative to strike up a conversation: "Old Zhou, what are you doing?"

Zhou Yuwen said, "Collect some information."

"For writing novels?"

"almost."

"Old Zhou, how much money did you earn writing novels?"

At this moment, Liu Zhu poked his head out: "Yes, Brother Zhou, I heard Brother Jie said that you already bought a car, and writing novels makes you so much money? Can you take me with you?"

"I can't make much money. I bought the car with a loan. Now I have no money, and I have to pay back [-] a month." Zhou Yuwen said.

"Damn, five thousand! So much? Can you afford it?" Liu Zhu couldn't help being stunned. At this time, the per capita income was only three thousand.

Zhou Yuwen said: "So now writing novels is like prostitution. I have to write. The money I earn from writing novels is not enough to pay off the loan."

"Then you buy a car?" Liu Zhu laughed, a little gloating.

Zhou Yuwen said: "I was impulsive at the time, but I actually regretted it. If I can't make money writing novels later, the car will be taken back."

Liu Zhu was even happier. He said, "It's okay, Brother Zhou, you are so good, so you must be fine. Brother Zhou, take me for a drive tomorrow?"

"we'll see."

Wang Zijie was really thinking about Zhou Yuwen. He gave Zhou Yuwen a Xuanhe door. He said, "Old Zhou, I also think you are too impulsive. In fact, it is good that the car can be used for transportation. There is no need to buy a car."

"I bought everything, so let's see if there are other ways to make money." Zhou Yuwen said.

Liu Zhu said: "Brother Zhou, why don't you go home for the National Day? I took a part-time job distributing flyers in the alumni group, fifteen days a day."

"Crazy, do you think Lao Zhou looks like someone who distributes leaflets?" Wang Zijie sprayed directly.

There was no big feud between the roommates, and it was easy to chat with each other. Wang Zijie is indeed an open-minded person. If Zhou Yuwen, he might be very willing to be friends with Wang Zijie, and even willing to smoke and fight with Wang Zijie.

But Zhou Yuwen was thirty, and Zhou Yuwen knew that it was true that Wang Zijie was a friend, but it was also true that he loved trouble, and what Zhou Yuwen hated most was trouble.

So he was not willing to get close to Wang Zijie.

Wang Zijie chatted with Zhou Yuwen for a while, seeing that Zhou Yuwen was not angry with him, he breathed a sigh of relief, went back to bed, and asked Qiao Linlin if she had slept.

Qiao Linlin said, "Soon."

"I chatted with Lao Zhou just now, and I found out that Lao Zhou bought his car with a loan, and he has to pay back five or six thousand a month. Do you think Lao Zhou is taking face too much?" Wang Zijie said.

"It's none of your business?" Qiao Linlin replied directly, and then said: "It's considered a loan, and I can still afford it. Look at you, the borrowed car broke down? Wang Zijie, do you know how fucking angry I am today? ?”

"Blame me, blame me, I'll treat you and your girlfriends to dinner and a movie when I get home on Eleventh. (Show your teeth)" Wang Zijie was not afraid that Qiao Linlin would scold him, he was afraid that Qiao Linlin would ignore him.

Qiao Linlin was also used to Wang Zijie's way of chatting without retaliation, so she said perfunctorily, "I'm really going to sleep."

"Then go to bed earlier," Wang Zijie said.

Before he knew it, it was already eleven o'clock, and Wang Zijie played with his phone for a while, checked that the time was almost up, and was about to go to bed, but found that Zhou Yuwen was still writing and drawing with a small light under the bed, Wang Zijie asked: " Old Zhou, aren't you going to sleep?"

Zhou Yuwen replied, "Go to bed first."

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Chapter 120 Three Insomniac Qiao Linlin (thanks to the leader of the isolated island c)

Qiao Linlin changed into a small suspenders and a pair of pure cotton shorts after taking a shower. Later, she felt a little cold, so she put on a cotton pajamas.

Anyway, there was no one in the dormitory, and Qiao Linlin dressed carelessly, her pajamas were unbuttoned, and her neckline was covered in white.

It was getting late, Qiao Linlin put down her phone, looked at the ceiling, and wanted to sleep, but couldn't.

She thought of Zhou Yuwen's driving with her today, how his face didn't change when he accelerated, and when the car hit him immediately, her heart would jump out.

At that time, it was really scary, but it was also really exciting. Qiao Linlin liked this kind of stimulation. To be honest, at that time, Qiao Linlin felt that she almost peed out.

Thinking of this, Qiao Linlin blushed, it was so embarrassing.

This Zhou Yuwen, if he really urinated at that time, wouldn't he be unable to hold his head up in front of him for the rest of his life?

Really too bad!

But why do I think of this bad guy so much!

As soon as she closed her eyes, Qiao Linlin's mind was full of Zhou Yuwen. She looked at the phone next to her, but Zhou Yuwen still didn't reply.

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