After Zheng Yun relieved Wang Qiu, he was about to leave, but for some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable sitting with Wang Qiu today.

"Then it's nothing, I'll go first..."

Zheng Yun's face froze, quite funny.

Seeing that Zheng Yun's expression was not right, Wang Qiu asked with concern: "What's the matter?"

Zheng Yun's tone was rather gnashed: "Qian Qian took all my car keys and wallet away just now."

Fuck stuff.

Wang Qiu felt that Qianqian's bonus was dangerous, so he thought for a while and suggested, "Then why don't you call him and ask him to send it back?"

Zheng Yun wanted to curse, but he couldn't take his anger out on Wang Qiu. He let out a breath, his face stinky.

"I put my phone in the car."

And his car has been driven away by Qian Qian, and he doesn't know where he went.

"Then I'll call him for you." Wang Qiu said as he took out the mobile phone from his small bag, and then watched it count down for ten seconds and shut down.

Ah, embarrassing.

"what happened?"

"My phone is out of battery." Wang Qiu took out the phone and shook it in front of Zheng Yun, "I'll give you the cash, you take a taxi..."

Wang Qiu stopped turning over the bag.

He went out with his mother today. Apart from lipstick and powder, there was only a pack of napkins and house keys in his bag.

He didn't bring any money either.

"I don't have cash either."

He and Zheng Yun looked at each other.

One of them didn't have a piece of paper on his body, while the other had paper but no money. The atmosphere was very awkward for a while.

"Mr. Zheng, why don't you go brush your face?"

"fart."

In modern society, without money or mobile phone, the big boss can hardly do anything.

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Zheng Yun started to have a headache. He lived [-] kilometers away from here, and walking back might break his leg.

Naturally, Wang Qiu also knew that it was unrealistic for Zheng Yun to walk home, so they all spoke in unison.

"otherwise……"

"otherwise……"

Wang Qiuqian said: "Boss Zheng, you go first."

Zheng Yun's expression was as if he had eaten a fly: "Otherwise, after I walk home today, I will open the money."

"Hahahaha..." Wang Qiu felt that he still had to do something for Qian Hanhan, so he said, "Why don't we go back to my house together first."

"what?"

Seeing Zheng Yun's surprise, Wang Qiu explained: "My house is closer to here."

In fact, Wang Qiu also felt anxious. He originally wanted to take a taxi home, but who knows that his mobile phone is out of battery and he has no money with him. Fortunately, his home is only two or three kilometers away from here, so he can still walk back.

"Let's go, please Mr. Zheng go to my house to get the money."

When Wang Qiu stood up, he found Zheng Yun staring at him motionlessly.

"how?"

Wang Qiu was a little embarrassed to be stared at like this.

Zheng Yun smiled and said to him, "I am not as tall as I am wearing such high heels."

Sure enough, the cuteness of the big devil was only temporary.

Qiuqiu was angry.

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When the sun is shining, walking is tiring, especially if you have been walking all day in stilettos.

Wang Qiu's feet were a little sore from the wear. You must know that no matter how expensive the shoes are, they will always wear the feet. No matter how soft sheepskin is, it is not as soft as human skin.

In addition, he walked for too long today, his feet were more swollen than usual, and he was sweating, which made it more painful when rubbed.

The heel is already feeling hot, but the little toe will hurt badly when the foot is forward.

Wang Qiu frowned, trying to tuck his feet in his shoes, and prepared to grit his teeth and insist on walking back.

Zheng Yun, who had been walking without saying a word, suddenly stopped.

"Why didn't you leave all of a sudden?"

Zheng Yun looked at him with disgust: "Your limp is like a cripple, can you do it?"

He doesn't look like a cripple, he has obviously been pretending to be dignified.

"A little bit, I can."

"It's okay." Zheng Yun dragged Wang Qiu to a stool on the street and sat down. He squatted down and forced him to take off his shoes. There were five or six blisters on his feet, and the heels were all torn.

"Are you going to dye your white leather shoes red with blood?" Zheng Yun laughed, and then turned his back, "Come on, I'll carry you."

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The big devil teased me!

Wang Qiu couldn't hold back all of a sudden, stood up abruptly, blushing and stammering.

"No...it's too convenient."

Zheng Yun looked back at him strangely, thought for a while, took off his coat, and tied it around Wang Qiu's waist.

"Hold down a bit, you can't see the big brother under your skirt."

Seeing that Wang Qiu didn't speak, he said impatiently.

"Stop moaning, if you keep procrastinating, you won't be able to go back after dark."

"Oh."

Wang Qiu obediently gave way, feeling his face was a little hot.

"Am I too heavy?"

Zheng Yun was disgusted: "Do you know how I earned my high school tuition back?"

"How to earn?"

"I do odd jobs at the construction site, carrying cement, a bag of one hundred catties, and I carry thirty or forty tons a day. You're only going anywhere."

Wang Qiu was a little worried when he heard that, although Old Dog Zheng was a dog, it was not easy. When he was a teenager, he even struggled to carry fifty catties of rice, let alone cement.

And working on the construction site, the environment is so poor that it is difficult for adults to go there. Zheng Yun was still a child at that time.

Zheng Yun didn't know what he was thinking, so he asked suddenly behind his back.

"What kind of silicone are you wearing in this skirt?" He paused, as if trying to understand, "It's quite soft."

Ah!

Qiuqiu was furious.

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