Chapter 8: :Refuse

"It's a coincidence! My husband is a good guy!" Qi Yan said with a grin, then turned to look at his husband: "Right, sir?"
"Yeah." Wei Yan nodded blankly.
Zheng Quzhi twitched his mouth, and said with a smirk: "I can't see that Brother Qi Ye and Mr. Wei are quite humorous ha ha ha ha."
After finishing speaking, he licked the corner of his mouth and glanced at the room, a little hesitant: "Then my house is clean?"
Wei Yan nodded.
Seeing the big man nodded, Zheng Quzhi relaxed, and was about to ask a few more questions, Qi Yue opened his mouth carelessly: "Mr. Wei still wants to live in this house, right?"
"Otherwise?" Zheng Quzhi raised his eyebrows.
"Hey, why don't you figure it out?" Cai Yuan slapped Zheng Quzhi's shoulder impatiently, "This is a yin house. The more you live, the heavier your yin qi will become. Hurry up and roll over to our Wei house. !"
Hearing this, Qi Yao glanced at Cai Yuan with appreciation.
nice! Silly Wood has the eye to see.
Zheng Quzhi shook his head: "No, if I go to a place with strong yang, then I can find a place with strong yang. Besides, my agent is a famous yang, so I can just find him. "
Hearing this, Wei Yan's eyes were slightly cold.
"In that case, let's go first." After speaking, he turned and left without hesitation.
"Hey, sir!" Cai Qian is still holding the credit card machine and QR code in his hand: "Will we accept any money then?"
Wei Yan paused in his footsteps, and returned to normal after a while.
"Close." A word without any waves.
A smile appeared on Cai Qian's face for an instant, and he stretched out his arms to embrace Zheng Quzhi's shoulders, and the brothers shook their hearts: "Mr. Zheng, is it WeChat Alipay or credit card cash?"
Zheng Quzhi: "Can I make an IOU?"
Cai Qi's expression remained unchanged: "Oh, there is interest!"
Finally, after forcing the miserable Zheng Quzhi to hit Zhang's IOU to pay off all his debts within a month, Cai Qian contentedly took a stride to chase Wei Yan.
Qi Mo laughed and turned to Zheng Qu to know: "Mr. Zheng, we will definitely see you again."
"No, I hope I won't see you again." Zheng Quzhi wiped the sweat from his forehead. Goodbye means that he will meet ghosts again, and he hopes that he will never see these people in his life.
Zheng Quzhi breathed a sigh of relief when the three of them were gone, and leaned against the wall a little tiredly.
I always feel that it is a deadly act to refuse to go to the Wei's house, but the sky will definitely not lose the pie. Wei Yan seems to want him to go to the Wei's house. Zheng Qu knows that he is suspicious by nature and dare not agree.
Some time ago, there was an episode of the supernatural program that went viral, saying that some places like to find people with special constitutions to do experiments. In this unpredictable society, he has to take a few more thoughts.
There were still several pools of dead water in the room that exuded a nauseating smell. Zheng Quzhi cursed in a low voice, and hurried over the dead water and ran into the bedroom.
Since Wei Yan said he was clean, let him live through tonight!
Inside the black car
Cai Qi suddenly sighed and looked back at Mr.: "Sir, then Zheng Quzhi is still taken by the rotten man! Do we leave it alone?"
Wei Yan lowered his eyebrows, his eyes filled with coldness: "No matter."
"Cai Qian, you have a big head, people have an agent for everything, so no matter where we use it!" Qi Yue looked at the rearview mirror distractedly, and saw his husband's jaw tightened, and couldn't help baring his teeth. Smile.
"The house hasn't been cleaned for a long time." Wei Yan said suddenly.
Qi Yue's expression changed, and he hurriedly called out, "Sir, I was wrong! I shut up!"
Wei Yan's indifferent face: "It's late."
Qi Ning: "..." Hey, he shouldn't owe anything.
On the second day, Zheng Quzhi was awakened by the doorbell.
Lian Liankan came early, and with him was Zheng Quzhi's Corgi—Angu.
"Brother, your dog could toss me to death last night!" As soon as he entered the house, Lian Liankan began to complain.
Zheng Quzhi glanced at Angku, who was standing on the ground, his mouth twitched slightly: "What did you do to my Angku?"
As soon as the voice fell, I saw Expensive barking like a wind.
"Hey? Did you not wash your stinky socks!" Lian Liankan frowned, and hid his nose, "It's stinky!"
"You almost can't see Lao Tzu today." Zheng Quzhi sighed, and pointed his finger in the direction of the dead water: "That is the source of the odor, which deeply troubles Lao Tzu."
Lian Liankan followed Zheng Quzhi's fingers and looked over. Seeing the pile of blue-black water on the beach, he couldn't help frowning, "Could you have diarrhea and pull the corner?"
"I go to your corner!" Zheng Quzhi flew over the slippers on his feet: "Get out of here!"
Liankan laughed, avoiding the slippers and hurriedly asked again: "Well, knowing that you didn't pull the corner, please tell me what happened last night?"
After Zheng Quzhi explained what happened last night, Lian Liankan's face became serious.
"Zhier! Don't be deceived!" Lian Liankan sighed, "That kid just fell in love with you and coveted your beauty."
"Fuck me!" Zheng Quzhi rolled his eyes. Then Wei Yan looks better than him, so would he covet his beauty?
"Then what do you think Wei Yan wants to do?" Lian Liankan moved to Zheng Quzhi's side, "You have nothing but a face!"
"Lao Tzu has connotations and talents." Zheng Quzhi had a cold face.
"Hey." Mentioned this, even Lian Kan couldn't help sighing: "Now you have fewer black fans than true love fans."
"Aren't they all fans?" Zheng Quzhi Liangliang glanced at Liankan, "Don't discriminate! Everyone is equal now."
"You're so heartless!" Lian Liankan slapped over, gritted his teeth with anger. His colleagues always think of ways to comfort their artists not to pay attention to the gangster comments on the Internet, and the stupid guy in his family treats gangsters as treasure.
"Are you beating your own artist like this every day?" Zheng Quzhi avoided, and hurriedly said the business: "Then Wei Yan asked me to stay in a place where there is strong yang, and you have many friends, help me find it!"
"Just let the dirty stuff choke you to death!" Even Liankan stared at Zheng Quzhi, who hated iron and steel, "You are tired of debts, why are you still alive!"
The artists of other people's houses are cash cows, and he, who is still heavily in debt, really just lived a long time.
"Hey, it's up to you." Zheng Quzhi continued to sigh, "I owe a total of 400,000 yuan. Please give me more notices recently!"
"Is it necessary for you to say?" Lian Liankan snorted coldly, "Now hurry up and pack up and live in my house."
Zheng Quzhi is accustomed to idleness, so he is more casual. Besides, the family had just moved in, and there was not much to pack. Ten minutes later, he pulled the suitcase and left the apartment.