second benefactor

After returning home, Ye Ziyou went on strike and didn’t cook. Tan Sheng was hungry until [-] o’clock in the night and finally got up and found a bag of instant noodles and stuffed it into his mouth. It's so fucking sad, where did Young Master Tan suffer such grievances before.

When Tan Sheng was in the middle of gnawing, the light in the living room suddenly turned on, Ye Ziyou jumped out of the room like a wandering spirit, eyes half-closed.

Tan Sheng thought that the other party was sleepwalking, so when Ye Ziyou swam to his side, he carefully gave way to avoid waking the other party up, who knew that Ye Ziyou crouched down decisively after standing beside him, and quickly Stare at him with wide eyes.

Tan Sheng was so frightened that he almost choked to death on the instant noodle seasoning.

Ye Ziyou blinked, and asked in confusion, "What movie were you going to make before?"

Tan Sheng knew that the other party was probably still thinking about Wei Yutian, so he rolled his eyes in displeasure: "None of your business."

Ye Ziyou suddenly took out a small notebook from behind her, and began to write something on it.

Looking at the cover of the notebook, Tan Sheng knew that Ye Ziyou was probably keeping accounts, so he glanced out of the corner of his eye while gnawing on the instant noodles, and as expected, he found that Ye Ziyou had written several large characters on it.

I ate a pack of instant noodles for [-] yuan.

Lunch at noon costs 20 yuan.

The parking fee for taking Tansheng to the commercial street is 20 yuan.

……

And so on.

Young master Tan has never been so wronged, his name has been recorded in the debt book by others!

Tan Sheng stood up abruptly and pointed at him.

Ye Ziyou looked up at him expressionlessly, even though she looked down on others, she was not afraid at all.

Tan Sheng's mouth trembled for a long time, and he said, "You are too picky!"

"Of course you have to write down the money used." Ye Ziyou said in a very puzzled manner, "Don't you have any record keeping?"

"Isn't it okay to pay you back?" Tan Sheng angrily took out his pocket and touched two steel coins, which were given to him by his sister today. The two steel coins threw it on the sofa, aggressively, "Give it back to you!"

With a sound of "ding", the steel hammer was bounced by the steel bars on the sofa and shot to other places, rolled a few times on the ground, and suddenly rolled in two directions.

Ye Ziyou stood up expressionlessly, picked up one of the steel coins, and wrote down the account: Tan Sheng repaid one yuan today.

"I returned you two steel coins!" Tan Sheng objected.

"I can't find the other one." Ye Ziyou said and went to the room, and locked the door along the way.

So in the middle of the night, Tan Sheng instant noodles can't be bothered to eat, wishing to kill the self-willed self a minute ago, why can't you put the steel 镚er in the other party's palm?As a result, he is now braving the sweltering heat of more than 1 degrees, lying on the floor of Ye Ziyou's living room, looking for... steel... 镚... children...

Tan Sheng with his butt pouting made a painful decision, he really has to make money!

So the next morning, Tan Sheng borrowed a car from Ye Ziyou: "Can I borrow your car and your money?"

"How much?" Ye Ziyou asked.

"How much does it cost to buy a porn disc?" Tan Sheng asked.

On July 25, XXX, Tan Sheng, who was held in the palm of his hand since he was a child and grew up as a bright gold in his palm, stepped into the industry of selling pornographic discs regardless of his own life, becoming one of the most shining stars in the porn disc industry.

Ye Ziyou sent him to the black underground market in the commercial street to find a yellow disc worth about 1000 yuan. Tan Sheng's heart trembled when he spent the money, but Ye Ziyou was very generous. The money has to be kept in the account, and after spending it, he asked: "Is there anything else I need to buy?"

Tan Sheng shook his head: "No more."

"You don't have to give me back the money." Ye Ziyou said generously, "I have a lot of money, and I can't spend it all."

Tan Sheng's expression froze.

You are so generous, why do you keep accounts?

The answer to this question was not understood until Tan Sheng and Ye Ziyou were together for a long time. Of course, now he only thinks that Ye Ziyou is not a normal person.

The two of them didn't go to the place they saw yesterday to sell pornographic discs, but found a place with a little more people - of course, it was also very secluded.

But not long after the two of them had set up their stalls, when Tan Sheng was about to show off and sell, there was a sudden rush of footsteps.

Before Tan Sheng could react, he suddenly saw a pair of hands suddenly stretched out, holding Ye Ziyou's wrist.

Ye Ziyou raised his head to look at the person coming, his expression changed drastically, the yellow disc didn't bother to ask for it, and he ran away, the man who was pulling him frowned, twisted Ye Ziyou's wrist and hugged him violently, playing a hooligan The meaning is very obvious.

Tan Sheng flicked the yellow disc and stood up: "What are you doing in broad daylight!"