Annoying Zhao Gongzi

I once had an immature elopement with Mr. Zhao, but it failed.Later, I planned several mature elopements with him, but they were also unsuccessful.I suspect that the reason is not due to maturity or not. It must be considered in detail. Maybe it is because I shouldn't resign first every time, maybe it's because he shouldn't take a large sum of money from the foreign firm every time, maybe it's because Zhao Fourth Master shouldn't be so keenly monitoring the place where I work and where Mr. Zhao saves money.

In order to paralyze Fourth Master Zhao, Mr. Zhao and I had to stop for the time being and wait for the opportunity.

In order to escape successfully next time, I told Mr. Zhao: "I won't resign, and you don't want to withdraw money, we can't attract the master's attention."

Mr. Zhao stared at the newspaper and said, "Oh."

In fact, he has no money to withdraw, and Mr. Zhao does not allow others to lend him money.

Originally, few people were willing to lend money to Mr. Zhao.

The fourth master of Zhao is mainly not to allow the thirteenth concubine to give Mr. Zhao money too much.

Thirteenth Aunt's money was also used to buy things for her daughter.

Mr. Zhao was very miserable. When we went to the department store with me, we frowned for a long time with the new leather shoes, but gave up because I said we didn't have the money, and kept staring at me.

Those leather shoes are very ugly.

Actually, I could afford to buy that leather shoe for him.

Those leather shoes are very ugly.

I won't buy it.

Those leather shoes are very ugly.

After a while, the phone rang, and I was busy, so I asked him to answer the phone.

Mr. Zhao was not in a hurry to answer the phone, he put down the newspaper and asked, "Then what do I eat?"

I said, "It's good that I have enough money. When I get there, I will work to make money. There must be a lot of work in Beijing. It's easier to make money than here. You answer the phone first."

Mr. Zhao answered the phone: "I don't have any money for you, and my father won't give me any money."

Mr. Zhao hung up the phone and said to me: "The third brother said that the place where he worked had deducted wages and starved the workers to death. He led the protest. Now he has been arrested and needs money for bail. Do you have 600 yuan in cash?"

I said, "No."

Mr. Zhao continued to read the newspaper: "Oh."

I said, "Talk to the master."

Mr. Zhao said, "Oh."

Mr. Zhao said: "Let him stay locked up, at least he is alive."

Of course we want to talk to Mr. Zhao about this matter.

No matter how traumatic the third brother's successful defection was to Zhao Siye, and no matter how unexpected obstacles the third brother's successful pursuit of freedom was to Mr. Zhao and me, we have to give it a try, after all Fourth Master Zhao and Third Brother are father and son.

Fourth Master Zhao said coldly, "Oh, you're not dead yet?"

Fourth Master Zhao said coldly: "If I have no money, I will find Lao Tzu. Doesn't he want to be free and have a new life? Reincarnate, little bastard! You two go! Go with him! Go! Go go to jail with him! "

Times have changed, and Mr. Zhao, who had the breeze blowing his face back then, no longer needs the breeze blowing my face and Mr. Zhao's face.

Mr. Zhao turned around and left without stopping a step.He walked and walked, and he kept talking: "Whatever you want, it's none of my business, it's not my cub."

Fourth Master Zhao yelled at him: "You are my son!"

Mr. Zhao yelled at him: "Zhao Jiu is your son!"

Fourth Master Zhao yelled at him: "Your mother, don't be ashamed, you are in your twenties and jealous of your sister!"

Mr. Zhao yelled at him: "You are still a baby at sixty!"

I sincerely hope that the two of them will stop arguing. Uncle Dali has been shooting at me with condemning eyes.

Uncle Dali thinks everything is my fault.

Maybe he should think in a better direction, because I, his nephew, are now sitting in Mr. Zhao's office.

At least before his nephew was frightened to death by Mr. Zhao's wink, Uncle Dali should think more about the good.

Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhao broke up unhappy, sat in the apartment depressed and lost his temper, threw the good pillow on the ground, picked it up, picked it up and threw it on the ground, threw it on the ground Pick it up from the ground.

He also scolded me: "Damn it, it's all your fault! I can't even smash a bowl!"

I think it's good, at least he knows how to be thrifty.

Mr. Zhao yelled at me: "Sooner or later, I won't even be able to afford a house!"

I asked him, "So?"

He yelled at me: "So you are not allowed to flirt with that Ding in the city hall, or I will beat you to death!"

I said, "I don't."

Master Zhao yelled at me: "Yes!"

I don't want to talk to this vexatious person, so I can only say perfunctorily: "I promise you."

He scolded me: "Damn it, you really flirt with him, and you still say no?!"

I've had enough, pick up the pillow and throw it on the floor, throw it on the floor pick it up, pick it up and throw it on the floor, throw it on the floor

Mr. Zhao yelled at me: "That's my pillow!"

I calm down.This is Mr. Zhao's pillow, and the only pillow I have with him.When sending Ham away, in case Ham felt homesick, we sent another pillow to make a nest for Ham.It is also because of this that Ham still remembers the smell of me and Mr. Zhao at least now.Hamm has gone and never returned, at least with some memories.

Mr. Zhao has been well-clothed and well-fed since he was a child, and he is full of requirements for the quality of life. His pillow is a goose feather pillow, and the goose is a foreign goose, which costs ten oceans.

I'd rather use the ten oceans to bribe the police to shut down that liar's pillow shop.

Unable to buy such a pillow, Mr. Zhao would rather not buy it than allow me to buy it, so I was forced to use Mr. Zhao’s arm or other parts as a pillow in the first half of the night, and take Mr. Zhao’s pillow for myself in the second half of the night. .

I was really worried about Mr. Zhao, especially when I accidentally pushed him under the bed in the middle of the night when I took the pillow and woke up and believed me that he was just having a nightmare. I was really worried about him.

He, who was spoiled and raised by a rich family like him, could easily be targeted by those who were born in poverty but had deep scheming intentions, cheating money and sex, and perhaps even cheating people away.

Well.

Maybe I should think carefully about how Uncle Dali treats me.

I feel sorrow, like a prince in distress, a beauty in shame, like a poor couple mourning everything.

I can't let Mr. Zhao fall like this, I saw him lick the lid when he ate yogurt last week.

I can't let Uncle Dali's prejudice come true, at least I want Mr. Zhao to have new hopes for his life.

I sent an invitation to Mr. Zhao: "Why don't we go to the ball."

Mr. Zhao frowned: "What dance?"

I said, "The dance held by Jin Xian'er."

Mr. Zhao scolded me: "I haven't seen you for a week, so I have to go see him!"

I asked: "Zhao Long, are you going? Don't regret it if you don't."

Mr. Zhao yelled at me: "Give me the clothes! Waiting for me to get them myself? What's the use of you!"

Mr. Zhao and I changed our clothes, combed our hair, and prepared to go out.

Before going out, I stuffed a small piece of cloth into his hand and told him to put it away, and maybe I would beg him when I needed it.

Mr. Zhao unfolded it and scolded me: "You are sick!"

I flirted with him and he scolded me.Not only that, but he also dragged me back home, forcing me to re-dress from the inside out to make sure there was nothing missing before going out again.

How should I spend the next 50 years with him?He is so incomprehensible, and I am so romantic.

Mr. Zhao scolded me: "Sigh your mother's anger!"

Many people were invited to Jin Xian'er's birthday party, and everyone was holding a dog or a cat. I even suspected that this was a special sacrificial scene of some kind of evil medieval religion.

In fact, Jin Xian'er didn't invite me and Mr. Zhao, he only invited Hao Da—Mr.

Hao Da has no friends other than me, and I seem to have understood why he has no friends. I can know all the itineraries of Mr. Zhao Jin Xian'er and even Uncle Dali from his mouth.

Jin Xian'er was chatting with someone.

The man said: "The last time I pretended to fall to the ground, my darling went to scratch the door to find someone, much better than my husband who went out to buy groceries for four years."

Jin Xian'er smiled and said, "Yes."

Another person said: "My Beibei is fine, my girlfriend only spends my money, but Beibei will catch snakes by herself and bring them back to me to eat, oh my cute Beibei, it treats me as if I have no money to eat Woolen cloth."

Jin Xian'er smiled and said, "Yes."

Jin Xian'er said: "My Ham will never run away with anyone, no matter how enthusiastic he is, and just follow me."

Mr. Zhao said, "That's my dog."

Thank you both, that is the dog I picked up.

Jin Xian'er turned around and greeted with a smile: "Mr. Qiu, Mr. Zhao, why are you here?"

Mr. Zhao said: "I came in a big car."

Jin Xian'er glanced at Hao Da with a smile: "Are you on the way?"

Mr. Zhao said, "Call him to come pick us up."

Jin Xian'er glanced at Hao Da with a smile.

Hao Da lowered his head and opened his eyelids, put the dust in, and then pretended to get in the dust.

I owe Jin Xian'er, not only his love, but also his rich man.Mr. Zhao used to be his rich man, but now he not only has no money, but also has more time to squeeze Jin Xian'er away from me.

Fortunately, there is Harm. I picked up Hamm and saved its life. It should atone for me.

But no matter what, I still admire Jin Xian'er, he is not only my confidant, but also Mr. Zhao's friend.It is difficult for Mr. Zhao to have friends, because he always treats people in a complicated way, and always thinks that they are here to cheat him of money.

Mr. Zhao said: "Jin Xian'er is not my friend, he wants to lie to me."

Well.

I don't know how to explain it. Other people really want to cheat Mr. Zhao, but Jin Xian'er really only wants to cheat Mr. Zhao's money.

Mr. Zhao stared at me and said, "He wants to lie to my people."

Ok.

Jin Xian'er really wanted to do this.

I asked Mr. Zhao: "Do you eat yogurt?"

Mr. Zhao scolded me: "I'm so reduced that I want to eat yogurt at the dance party?"

This is of course not my purpose.

I said he was hungry and wanted to eat yogurt, he said he was not hungry and wanted to eat yogurt, I said no, you are just hungry and wanted to eat yogurt, he said he was not hungry and wanted to eat yogurt, I said you were hungry and wanted to eat Yogurt or I will help you. I am hungry and want to eat yogurt. He said that he thought about it and felt that he was a little hungry and wanted to eat yogurt.

He went to eat yogurt.

I came to Mr. Zhao who was eating yogurt in the corner, and asked him, "Are you Mr. Zhao?"

Mr. Zhao was holding a yogurt and a spoon, looking at me warily.

I asked him, "Can I sit next to you?"

Mr. Zhao scolded me: "You must be sick."

I sat down next to him and kicked him with my toe under the table.

Mr. Zhao scolded me: "Qiu Yixin, you must be sick."

I said, "Don't mention my brother at this time."

Mr. Zhao scolded me: "You are sick."

I still have 50 years, I can quickly replace people.

I ignored Mr. Zhao and went to talk to Jin Xianer about Ham.

Jin Xian'er said that he never forces the other party in a relationship, he only puts in effort to let the other party understand who is more suitable. Most of the time the other party is obsessed with obsession, but there is always a big realization.

After speaking, he put Hamm on the ground, and Hamm wagged his tail at me, then turned around and grabbed Jin Xianer's trouser legs without letting go of his claws.

I fed and clothed Ham, and Ham was fascinated by the men outside.

Jin Xian'er picked up Ham and smiled at me: "You can visit Ham often, even though he is with me now, you are still his father, don't care too much about my feelings, although I still have some incompetence Don't worry, but at least you left Hamm with me."

I couldn't help but say, "Maybe I should pay some child support every month."

Well.

Jin Xian'er said, "No need, I can afford to raise it by myself."

Is it my illusion, or is there really something wrong with this conversation?

Jin Xian'er said: "I hope you won't be reluctant to visit Ham because of Mr. Zhao. Ham also misses you very much. You and Mr. Zhao should explain clearly that you are here to see Ham, not me. , he should understand."

Okay, it's getting late, I'm going home.

Mr. Zhao and I went back to the apartment. I was still immersed in the guilt of abandoning my friends and dogs. I was exhausted physically and mentally. , asked: "Do you live alone?"

I:"……"

Mr. Zhao scolded me: "Damn, I'll kill you if you don't speak!"

I:"……"

Mr. Zhao scolded me: "Let you live alone! You deserve it!"

I:"……"

Mr. Zhao carried out burglary on me who lived alone.

I need to seriously recall where the key to Jin Xian'er's house is, and whether there is any possibility of reconciliation between him and me, for Ham's sake.

Zhao Gongzi's diary:

Qiu Yixin went crazy because he couldn't afford the new leather shoes.

I want to get money to buy it for him.

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