At noon, the maids at the Lake Villa finished their morning cleaning. The new maid looked at the closed door of the master bedroom on the second floor and asked curiously: "Sister Fei, don't you need to clean the master bedroom?"

Sister Fei's expression changed, and she hurriedly dragged the new and ignorant maid away from the master bedroom on the second floor. When she reached a secluded place, she warned: "Don't you want your life? Don't go there. Don't you see that we usually go around there?"

Let's go."

The new maid nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, but she became even more curious. She had been working in this house for three days, and she had never seen the curtains of the master bedroom on the second floor open.

It's like a man-made dark place where the sun doesn't shine, and everyone keeps it secret.

"Such a beautiful sun..." the little maid muttered, feeling a little pity: "What can be more sterilizing than the sun? If the house is not exposed to the sun often, it will be very uncomfortable for people to stay there."

In the end, the little maid didn't dare to touch the door, so she tiptoed and ran away with the rag in hand.

Her figure disappeared into the corridor, and the pair of green eyes in the room suddenly closed. With this movement, the originally dark space lost the last trace of light, and it became invisible.

The cell phone rang, and there was a rustling sound on the ground. There seemed to be something crawling on the ground in the darkness. The ringing sound followed the rustling sound and came to the window.

The weak light from the mobile phone revealed a white and slender hand. The bones and flesh of the hand were evenly proportioned, and the skin was delicate. The hands of the best hand models were just like this. It made people daydream about what a charming woman the owner of this hand was.

He took the phone, made a gentle gesture with his hand, and lit up three rows of faint green light against the wall. The light was like the dancing fire of the underworld, contained among countless skulls.

"Hello, Gui Si." The phone picked up.

Although his voice is gentle, he is undoubtedly a man.

On the other end of the phone, Huo Zhaoxian's hoarse voice kept shouting, complaining repeatedly about how ruthless and ruthless his boss was.

Gui Si just listened calmly. It wasn't until Huo Zhaoxian stopped complaining and begged in a low voice that he said casually: "I know."

Gui Si's voice is very special. It is too soft due to the mixture of a lot of breath sounds. He has a habit of dragging out the last sound of his speech, which always gives people the feeling of hissing like a snake.

The sun was low. Huo Zhaoxian shivered and put away his phone. He rubbed his arms and cursed in a low voice. It was not the first time he had dealt with ghosts, but he still felt that ghost priests, no, all ghost family members, were like this.

The surname is very ghostly.

But who cares? As long as he can rescue his son and successfully receive the huge wealth of the Huo Group, he is willing to sell his soul to the devil——

When the time comes, he must make that stinky girl look good! And the father and son named Bao. Oh, and the young man who overestimates his abilities today!

He Yu, a young man who was overestimating his abilities, was taking Bao Guoping's car back to the city. After the first consultation and treatment, Bao Guoping's respect for him increased to a higher level, and he took the initiative to invite him to the back seat and put himself in the back seat.

Completely regarded as a driver.

But He Yu refused. What's there to sit in the back row? He liked the front passenger's wide view.

Thinking about the information collected before, Bao Guoping said: "The winter and summer vacations in college are long, and many college students take advantage of the winter and summer vacations to take the driver's license test. However, there are many people in driving schools and few cars, which is a waste of time. If the young gentleman also has this plan, the Huo family can help you

Arrange special coaches and venues.”

He Yu's heart moved.

This is not bad, riding in a car is much more comfortable than wielding a sword. Moreover, he has not built a Mingtai yet, and his body is mortal, so he cannot truly "control a sword".

However, he has not made up his mind, at least for now, he is not considering learning to drive.

As the car drove into the city, He Yu asked Bao Guoping to stop near the shopping mall. Today he received a 200,000 deposit from the Huo family, and he wanted to pick out two pieces of clothing for his parents.

His family has never been rich, especially his parents who have been saving money for him all these years. They always say, "If the family doesn't buy an apartment for boys nowadays, it will be difficult for them to make friends in the future." The couple has not bought new clothes for several years.

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He was not used to swiping credit cards, so he went to the bank below the mall to withdraw some money. There were not many people doing business at noon. He Yu held the account number in his hand and sat next to a young man.

At the window in front of her was a plainly dressed aunt. She was wrapped in a silk scarf and carrying a shabby cloth bag. From head to toe, she didn't look like a wealthy person.

However, the bank has received many such customers, and it is clear that these people are either really poor and don't have a few cents, or they have been engaged in "small business" such as agriculture, sideline products and aquatic products all their lives, and a casual deposit and withdrawal can cost six or seven figures.

The lady in front is obviously the latter. The bank teller patiently received me with a sweet smile, and a process sometimes had to be explained several times.

The young people queuing up at the back obviously didn’t have much patience. The peaked hat came close to him, pushed the aunt, and said: "You can do whatever others say. If you ask questions, can you tell me the flowers? Momo chirp.

Are you annoyed?"

The aunt was a little embarrassed and clutched the cloth bag in her hand.

The teller quickly stopped and said: "Please wait in the waiting area, we will call the number in order."

The young man reluctantly slapped the number strip on the glass and clicked on the latest fruit phone in his hand. On it was a direct shot of the enchanting idol of the girl group, with a large window of time covering the idol's face.

"I was right behind her. How long have you been waiting here and there? I asked you to hurry up!"

The teller rolled his eyes. The aunt smiled awkwardly and said: "I am old and I don't understand how to withdraw money. Just wait a little longer and it will be fine soon."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the security guard walking towards this side. The young man pouted and stood a few steps away. The teller quickly took out a large pile of banknotes and put them into the money counting machine. He counted them three times before wrapping them in brown paper.

The young man stared straight at the pile of red bills: "Damn it! I really can't see it."

After taking the banknote, the aunt went to fill out the form and handle other business with the help of the lobby manager. The young man kept his eyes on the inconspicuous cloth bag until the teller called his number twice in displeasure and then looked away.

"You still can't do it?" the teller complained.

The young man was playing with the fruit mobile phone in his hand happily, and suddenly felt that this new machine was not so dazzling.

Hearing the teller's urging, he threw away the number in his hand and said: "I won't do it anymore, I won't do it any more. What the hell are you calling me?"

Even so, the young man did not leave immediately, and still took advantage of the opportunity to seize his mobile phone. The security guard hesitated to speak, but thought that there was no rule not allowing people to stay, so he stood back in the corner with his baton in hand.

"No. a47, No. a47, please go to counter 1."

He Yu raised the number in his hand: "Here. I withdraw money. The password is six zeros."

Teller:[?ヘ??]

The teller girl raised her head and took a deep look at him. Well, he was a young and handsome little wolfdog. But she still took the bank card very professionally and asked: "Is this your own card?"

"Yes." He Yu did not understand the teller's meaning and replied confidently. What was given to him is his. Is there any problem?

"Please show me your ID card." The teller lowered his head and put his hands under the table.

He Yu frowned: "I didn't bring it with me. Just take 2w. Do you need an ID card?"

Not taking them all out at once? The young lady breathed a sigh of relief and returned her hands from under the table to the keyboard.

[It seems that the card was not stolen, otherwise the entire card would have been transferred at once. 】

"You are still a student."

Seeing He Yu nodding, the young lady warned enthusiastically: "Don't set such a simple password, it's not safe."

He Yu:(-,-) Okay.

After wasting this short moment, He Yu put the envelope away and walked out of the bank with his aunt and the inexplicable young man.

The street is crowded with people, and four-wheeled cars regardless of price are all blocked on the road. On the contrary, all kinds of two-wheeled cars are moving freely through the traffic like fish.

He Yu began to think about whether he should learn to get a four-wheel driving license, and then he was stuck on the road.

After walking for a while, I heard the roar of an engine not far away. A black motorcycle jumped out like lightning and flew past the aunt.

The aunt was so frightened that she almost fell down, and the satchel on her arm was raised in an arc.

The rider stretched out his long arms and grabbed the bag. Then there was another roar, and the motorcycle left behind a group of people who were screaming and was about to disappear into the traffic.

In the blink of an eye, the lady's bag had changed hands, and she was thrown to the ground by the force of inertia. The old man cried out in pain and fell in front of He Yu. Blood oozed from two scrapes on his knees, and he could hardly get up.

"Fuck..." Robbing the old and the weak in the street is unbearable!

He Yu was furious. After helping the old man up, he activated his Qi machine without hesitation. Qi filled his legs, and He Yu chased after him like a flash of lightning.

The air flow brought about messed up the girl's forehead. Hu Yunjin, the new "face" with a "Sports Channel" work badge on his chest, slightly opened his lips and put the microphone to his mouth dully:

"...It seems like I saw new hope for the national sprint event..."


Chapter completed!