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If Quan Wei was a head taller than him, it would be just right to wrap his neck around him, but right now, the one or two centimeters that are almost negligible make Yang Zhen unable to straighten his back at all.

The cobblestone road was uneven, and he was dragged staggeringly, but because the slow motion of Quan Wei's just speaking was still playing in his mind, he didn't even bother to stand up.

Ordinary people hear such a thriller with a sense of sight, they can pretend that nothing happened on their face is insane, and their body and mind will be avoided because of taboos, but Quan Wei not only uses his hands and feet, but also says that he will enshrine him at home, The translation of these words will not sweep him out.

When Yang Zhen was surprised, although his hands and feet were in a hurry, he gradually felt a sense of enlightenment in his heart. It turned out that his worries were mediocrity.

But if he hadn't come to this point tonight, he would never have expected such a result. Perhaps this is what the wise man calls luck and love, and the brave will always be with him.

There is no balance at all when walking like this, but the more Yang Zhen walks, the more at ease he feels. The reality is warmer than he imagined, and there is no more stable balance in this world than peace of mind. After walking for a while, Yang Zhen suddenly laughed sullenly, emphasizing: : "Are you really not afraid? I will resurrect my soul..."

The word "eh" was still on his lips, but Quan Wei interrupted it mercilessly: "It's amazing to resurrect a dead body, what do you want to do to me? You want me to be afraid of you."

"I didn't want to do anything," Yang Zhen denied halfway, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

I don't think about bad things or bad things at all, but occasionally I think about some indescribable things.

"So you don't want to talk about this anymore," Quan Wei didn't like to hear that sentence, what kind of corpse or soul, he is clearly a living person, "It's up to me, understand?"

"Don't worry, I won't tell others," he had no one to say, Yang Zhen looked up at him, "You are the person with the best relationship with me, you don't even believe it."

Quan Wei felt that he was seen right away, how could he believe it?His Three Views are based on materialism. If Yang Zhen's few words can turn his world into the Classic of Mountains and Seas, then he probably won't be far from nerves.

"I..." Quan Wei paused for a second, stroked the hair on his head twice, and comforted him, "I will believe it in the future."

Yang Zhen walked really hard, thinking in his heart that he hoped so, and began to struggle: "Can you raise your hand and let me get up?"

"Okay," Quan Wei said in a negotiable tone, "but you have to answer my question first."

The biggest secret has been fully revealed, and other questions are not called problems, Yang Zhen is very straightforward: "Okay."

Quan Wei said in the background sound of someone screaming: "Your name, haven't you told me yet?"

Yang Zhen's fingers holding his vest to maintain balance suddenly tightened. He never knew that self-introduction would make people nervous.

"Zhang Shuyu, Lizao Zhang, Shu from Shuhua, Yushu from Yushu," he said softly, "My name is Zhang Shuyu."

The names of the people before Grandpa’s generation are very connotative. This name belongs to that wave. Quan Wei feels that this name has a scholarly temperament, and at the same time it feels vaguely familiar. He should have seen it somewhere, but I didn't get distracted when I looked at it, and I didn't think about it for a moment, it was on the piece of paper beside Yang Zhen's bed.

"Zhang Shuyu," Quan Wei read it together, and then commented, "It sounds better than Yang Zhen."

Zhang Shuyu, who bears Yang Zhen's name, felt goosebumps popping up all over his body when he called his name, as if it was not a cry but a recognition, and he said with a sore nose, "Thank you for the compliment."

"No thanks," said Quan Wei, and released the arm that locked his neck, "The rain seems to be getting heavier, let's go."

The shower was fierce, and when the two of them jumped back into the car, their coats were almost drenched. Quan Wei took off his coat after turning on the heater, and dragged a shopping bag from the back seat to start tearing off the small rubber. Yang Zhen had no clothes to change. So I just sat there and didn't move.

However, within a few seconds, Quan pulled out the padded clothes from the paper bag with a slight "crash", and threw Yang Zhen a black cloud cover first.

When Yang Zhen uncovered the clothes covering his face, he found that Quan Wei still had the same one in his hand. He was stunned for a moment, a little confused and said, "Didn't you buy a coat and trousers? Why?" Two tops?"

"You remember wrongly," Quan Wei put on his sleeves with a determined expression on his face, "I just bought two tops."

Yang Zhen couldn't understand: "Why do you buy the same one? Aren't those four pieces all good?"

Quan Weixin said, do you know what a couple outfit is?This is.

But at this stage, Yang Zhen would not want to give it away, so he could only talk nonsense: "Buy one, throw one away, and experience what it feels like to be a rich man."

Yang Zhen wouldn't believe his nonsense, the moisture had penetrated the sweater on the back, and he quickly changed into this "to be thrown away" sensibly.

Soon the windshield was crackling with heavy raindrops, and the camphor trees on the side of the road were blown apart by the strong wind. The road conditions were so bad that Quan Wei didn't dare to drive distractedly, and the two of them didn't speak for the rest of the road. .

It was too late when they got home, the two hurriedly took a shower one by one, and went straight back to the room to bake pancakes.

Time brings a buffer of energy, and the mind that was numb due to loneliness or shock before begins to stir.

Quan Wei has never thought of being rich like an enemy in his life, so the words that Yang Zhen should be kept at home are a lot of water.

In his narrow cognition, Yang Zhen should have some mental problems, maybe it is the sequelae of the injury, maybe it is too much pressure to repay the loan without selling the house, which has created a certain degree of illusion.

Nowadays, many people are mentally ill. Quan Wei didn't think it was a scourge, and Yang Zhen didn't have an anti-social personality.Taking a step back, this person used to have a bad character and gambled, but now he has become a polite and hardworking young man. If the after-effects are so active, in fact, it would be no problem to have a dozen.

It's Yang Zhen, the hysterical man who resurrected his soul from a dead body. It sounds quite infiltrating.

Quan Wei didn't intend to disturb him, but he always felt that he should see a doctor. He was startled by his roommate's shocking remarks, and couldn't sleep over and over again. He got up early in the morning to pee, turned off the light and walked to Yang Zhen's door to see this person Is it the same tossing and turning, who knows that people in the dark breathe deeply and long, and sleep soundly.

At that time, Quan Wei felt that Yang Zhen was indeed a lack of heart, because he didn't care who he was, so he should eat and sleep, and he felt particularly disadvantaged when he thought about it.

Yang Zhen emptied out the secret in his heart, fell asleep and fell asleep until dawn.

Quan Wei didn't say he believed him, but it made Yang Zhen feel more at ease. Although this man is a bit thorny, he has a bit of a gentleman's legacy. It will not be alienated by it.

Yang Zhen is not in a hurry, he is not in a hurry to pay off his debts, and he is not in a hurry to prove himself. He has always believed that precious or timeless things need a lot of time.

Quan Wei beat Xiao Jiujiu at night, and deservedly couldn't get up during the day. When Yang Zhen closed the door, he was still unable to extricate himself from Duke Zhou's invitation.

However, Yang Zhen, who was at work, also had an appointment. He "leaved early" for two consecutive days. As soon as he entered the store this morning, he was immediately chased and intercepted by the team leader.

The team leader, surnamed Liu, is a short man who has just passed his forties. He has a natural smile, but if you think he won’t get angry, you’d be wrong. The first sentence of the conversation is not very polite: “Xiao Yang, You don't seem to be very enthusiastic about work recently."

The automatic overtime work in front of Yang Zhen seems to have passed away, but he couldn't bear to talk to the leader. He didn't refute, and went down the slope: "There is something at home these two days, I'm sorry."

The team leader was angry not because he left early, so his attitude was useless. Team leader Liu said sternly: "It's hard to read anyone's family scriptures, and the family affairs must be handled well, but work must not be delayed. Professionalism at work, do you understand? Look at your performance this month, it is worse than last month."

As he spoke, he tapped the small blackboard fiercely with a marker pen, on which a form was drawn with chalk, on which were written the names of the members in the group and the score of the month, the highest was 16 points, Yang Zhen was 5 points, he frowned Said: "You have been in the store for so long, and you haven't even opened a rental order. This is not like your strength, Xiao Yang. Your grades on your resume are very beautiful, and your appearance and eloquence are excellent. I don't understand you very well. How did you fall to the bottom?"

Yang Zhenxin said that I don't really understand that people nowadays almost rely on cheating to match buyers and sellers.

The existence of real estate agencies is very necessary. Without the listings they inquired about and the platforms they provided, it would be three to five times more troublesome to buy or sell, but the reputation really stinks everywhere, and many salesmen resigned The reasons are all conscience.

Once on a whim, Yang Zhen typed a line in the search box: Have you ever met a reliable real estate agency?

However, the searched pages are unbelievable, there is not a single positive comment, all of them are unreliable, unscrupulous, risky, hurting money, etc.

There must be honest intermediaries, but Yang Zhen has never encountered one, because the first training he received since he joined the job was taught some crooked ways.

Persuading people to fake divorce to obtain down payment with low interest rates, teaching methods to obtain large amounts of personal information, showing secrets in the order of house inspections, how to "fish", how to skillfully conceal the shortcomings of the house, maliciously smearing the opponent's house, Look for the entrustment to raise the price, bargain and so on.

Since you were a salesman, you have been instilled with the concept that the world is square, so every step after that is set to be farther and farther away from the origin.

It's not that Yang Zhen doesn't know how to cheat, but this kind of suicidal trading style is not the way he thinks he can make money.

Xiao Luoluo who was being scolded was fine if he didn't gnaw his voice. Yang Zhen was scolded in an alarmist manner. When a colleague came to knock on the door and said that there was an incoming call from his mobile phone, the team leader let him go without hesitation.

Yang Zhen returned to his work station and found that the call was from Qin Ruxu. The woman said over there that she signed a house purchase contract with Wang Li this afternoon and reminded Yang Zhen not to contribute any more.

Yang Zhen thought of the 2 that was lifted easily, and congratulated Qin Ruxu while sighing. After hanging up the phone, he tore off the post-it note stuck under the computer.

This was the only memo he was following. After tearing it off, the computer would be cleaner than a bachelor's. However, nothing is certain. Within a few minutes, the beautiful woman at the front desk suddenly yelled at the door.

"Yang Zhen, someone is looking for you."

After yelling, she immediately switched from work mode to paparazzi, clenched her fist in her heart, and said to her little sister in the office in a low-pitched voice: "Handsome guys come and go."

There are only a handful of handsome guys that Yang Zhen knows, and they are either his landlord or the landlord's veteran.

The author has something to say: Quan Wei: No suspense, it's me, here to show affection.