Zhong Qing walked in and instructed the people to move the robot girl onto a small cart and send her to a van in the parking lot.
A few men and women in jeans and short-sleeved shirts came down from the cart. They looked at the robot girl who was hugging her head and shouted. Then, they moved the robot girl into the van and started fiddling with her.
It looked like a maintenance team that was specially set up here.
Zhong Qing took a few glances and smiled. Then, she turned around and went upstairs.
As a very ordinary woman, she didn't like to play with Transformers since she was young. When she grew up, she was even less interested in robots. Even if it looked like an AI robot, she had no interest in it. Just like the SIRI in her phone. Most of the time, it was turned off.
Zhong Qing couldn't understand why that beautiful lady wanted to create a robot that looked like her. Moreover, most of the time, this robot was artificially retarded and not AI.
Wasn't it scary to see a robot that looked similar to her often saying stupid and creepy words that seemed like it was born with its own consciousness?
This beautiful lady had a head of dazzling golden hair, like the most dazzling luster under the sun. She would also be studying in Xiangnan University.
Why "also"? Because the Third Young Miss would also be studying in Xiangnan University. Because of this, Bao Jun Group had sponsored many projects in Xiangnan University.
Zhong Qing was sensitive enough to notice that no matter if it was the Third Young Miss or the lady who was always playing with gold coins, their coming to Xiangnan University had something to do with Liu Changan.
What was it about Liu Changan that made these people with prominent identities and backgrounds pay so much attention to him? Was it just because of his ancestors? Zhong Qing couldn't imagine it at the moment. But she wasn't stupid enough to think that Liu Changan was really ordinary. Thinking back to the time when she thought that Liu Changan was a migrant worker living in the brothel, she found it hilarious.
Zhong Qing went back upstairs. The standard price of the best suite in the hotel was only slightly more than thirty thousand excluding taxes. The long-term private room that Bao Jun Group got was, of course, more worth it. Third Madam didn't ask for much. It was just a temporary place to rest. As the assistant of Third Madam, Zhong Qing saved a lot of work. But thinking about the binoculars in the Third Young Miss's room and the binoculars in the Third Madam's room, the mother and daughter were peeping at Liu Changan in the two most eye-catching buildings in Junsha City. Zhong Qing felt that it was ridiculous.
When she entered the room, Third Madam was still by the window. She was bending down to adjust the binoculars. Looking at her from behind, this beautiful woman had mature curves that would make any woman blush. Zhong Qing walked over, bent down, and knelt in front of Third Madam. She placed the slippers by her feet. Her fingers gently untied the string on her slippers, and she pulled out her soft and fragrant feet. She pinched a few tender toes before putting them back into the slippers.
Third Madam was very satisfied with Zhong Qing's attentiveness. She asked her to pinch her toes before putting on the slippers. This was a habit that only the servants in the Zhu family's Taiwan residence knew. No one taught Zhong Qing, but she could still notice it.
"I'll give you two days off. You have a relative who passed away, and we need to hold a funeral. You can represent your family to take a look. Don't say that you and your daughter don't care about your relatives here just because you made a fortune in Taiwan," Third Madam said gently as she patted Zhong Qing's hair.
"I don't know?" Zhong Qing said doubtfully.
"I won't be afraid in the future." Third Madam hugged Zhong Qing. "Go fill the tub. I want to take a bath."
Zhong Qing was stunned, but she hugged Third Madam even harder. Her tears wet Third Madam's shoulders, and her soft arms twitched.
Third Madam didn't say anything. She only gently stroked Zhong Qing's soft hair, and calmly looked at the brightly lit city outside the window.
Zhong Qing remembered the time when she lived with her mother in Junsha when she was young. The men who smelled of alcohol accompanied her mother's screams. Countless nights of shivering young girls hugged their shoulders and curled up at the foot of the bed. Sometimes, they would even kick her off the bed, saying that she was a hindrance and a waste of money … Because of the cost of the school uniform, because she envied her cousin's candy, because of her timid eyes, because of her skinny appearance, all of these could lead to a vicious beating. If it wasn't for her mother who used her even weaker body to protect her, would she still be alive today?
"Are … are they all dead?"
"Yes, they're all clean. I heard it was drunk driving, and they died a horrible death … Heaven will deal with the bitches!"
Zhong Qing hugged "Heaven" tightly. Her body gradually softened. She lowered her head and kissed the back of her feet. She was willing to kiss this woman's toes, even if they were footprints she left behind when she walked by.
This was only a small matter, and Third Madam didn't pay much attention to it. In a city as big as Junsha, it was very common for a drunk driving tragedy to occur. Moreover, drunk driving accidents were not that tragic. They died a worthy death, right?
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Liu Changan woke up early the next morning. Apart from moving, he had to make some rice noodles, so he had to get up early to work.
The rice noodle soup that Liu Changan was selling now was based on rice noodles. The rice noodles in Qingshan Town were thin and compact, and they were very tough. They were very refreshing, unlike the soft and mushy rice noodles in other provinces and cities.
The soup was also the key. It was boiled with tube-bone and other ingredients for more than three hours. The new pork chips were all made with the thin pork hind legs, which were first stir-fried and deep-fried, and then soaked in freshly boiled chili oil. The preparation time of the rice noodle stall was actually no less than that of Zhou Shuling's breakfast stall, but the sales and profits were better.
After finishing his work, Liu Changan put the soup, rice noodles, and chips on the stall. Zhou Shuling had already been busy with the stall. He had to tidy up his old house, which Zhou Shuling and Zhou Dongdong had moved in yesterday.
The house had two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen, and one bathroom. The living room was connected to a small balcony. First, Liu Changan moved all the flowers and plants outside his original storeroom into the balcony. Then, he thought about tearing down one of the walls of the balcony, which could attract the branches and leaves of the Chinese parasol tree to create the effect of shade.
Liu Changan thought it was feasible. He raised his fist and tore down one of the walls of the balcony. As for the details, of course, he needed tools. Using his fist to smash and fingers to dig was not efficient, and it felt more like primitive barbarism. Liu Changan was a modern person who was good at using tools.
The roof of the canopy was also removed. Liu Changan felt that he could use the rest of the summer vacation to play with this small house.
The bricks that he tore down the wall fell downstairs. Liu Changan went downstairs to pick them up. He used a hammer to knock them into pieces and threw them on the balcony. He naturally did not have this kind of aesthetic hobby of inlaying tiles.
The broken bricks and stones of the balcony were wet and moist with a red color. Liu Changan then arranged the flowers and plants, and then put his recliner on the balcony. Then, he pulled a few strands of Chinese parasol tree branches with a clothes pole and tied it to the top of his head.
After doing all this, Liu Changan lay on the balcony and took a nap for a while. It was very comfortable. After lunch, he went to the Mahjong House and saw Mr. Qian and Mr. Qin quarreling. Mr. Qian probably won 20 yuan from Mr. Qin the year before last, but Mr. Qin never gave it to him. Today, Mr. Qian lost 20 yuan and wanted to use the debt from the year before last to pay it off. Mr. Qin didn't remember it and didn't allow it to count, so they quarreled.
Liu Changan watched with great interest. In the end, Mr. Qian was defeated and counted 20 yuan. After all, the debt was from the year before last.
Mr. Qian was still cursing, saying words like "f * ck", "mom don't", "matchmaking" and so on. When he saw Liu Changan, he complained angrily, "I don't care about this 20 yuan. Even if I quarrel with him, I can't win against him. This Mr. Qin has been square dancing with Mrs. Tan last year. His body is not good, and he always fights with others for territory. His voice is loud, and I can't win against him."
"You toss and turn, and you will say that I don't want to hurt your mom. What can you do?" Liu Changan shook his head, "Next time, you can change the words. He will inevitably be surprised that I called your third aunt. Why did you scold her like that? What's wrong with my third aunt? Why did you call her that? He even thought about what his third aunt looked like. He was stunned and distracted, and he was puzzled. It was inevitable that his momentum was weakened, and he was extremely depressed. Can you win? "
"That makes sense." Mr. Qian suddenly became spirited. He lifted his arms and trotted back to find Mr. Qin.
"You need someone to teach you how to scold people. You divorced your father, and you left your ancestor's blood on his grave!" Liu Changan cursed a few words in Shaanxi Qin and left. He didn't want Mr. Qian to ask him for advice when he lost. Was Liu Changan such a vulgar person?
The reason why he suddenly spoke in Shaanxi Qin was because he thought of Shangguan Dandan. Liu Changan knew that it was useless to just promise to exchange the coffin with her. Although Shangguan Dandan was young, the palace fights she had experienced were much worse than those in Qing Dynasty dramas.
Not to mention the fact that palace dramas often used "people like you won't live past three episodes" to make it seem very sinister, but the most common palace dramas were basically about the Qing Dynasty. Compared to the heroes of the previous dynasties, which outstanding person in the Qing Dynasty could be compared to them? No matter the quality or quantity, it couldn't be compared. No matter how sinister it was, it was still the smell of a stupid pig rolling around.
The level of the opponent determined her own rank.
In the era of Shangguan Dandan, although Liu Che, Huo Qubing, Wei Qing, these peerless geniuses were no longer around, the elegance left behind by these people could still influence and influence her in the slightest. Moreover, the person who had been trying to control her and could be said to directly influence her views of the palace was Huo Guang, the leader of the Qilin Pavilion, the real strong person who eliminated the hidden danger of the Xiongnu in the Han Dynasty.
Not to mention the two emperors who revived Zhaoxuan and a certain person who was abolished by her edict.
Liu Changan didn't even buy a cell phone and wanted to trick Shangguan Dandan out of his coffin, or trick her out of her coffin. That was too naive and lively.
Therefore, Liu Changan went to buy a cell phone. Just as he walked to the entrance of the residential area, he saw Zhu Juntang get out of the car, holding a pure white lace parasol and looking at Liu Changan.
"Long time no see." Liu Changan greeted Zhu Juntang as if he had seen someone he hadn't seen for a long time and then continued to walk forward.
"Wait." Zhu Juntang originally came to find Liu Changan, how could she let him run away?
"I thought I would say 'long time no see' to you in another month. Think about Eason Chan's song of the same name. Are you filled with emotional satisfaction and anticipation for us not seeing each other for a month? " Liu Changan said regretfully. Obviously, this satisfaction and anticipation could not be realized. Zhu Juntang didn't intend to find him in a month.
"We are not a couple. Who would want to see Eason Chan for a long time?" Zhu Juntang's eyes widened as she followed beside Liu Changan.
"Oh, it's my mistake." Liu Changan sincerely apologized.
"Do you know why I didn't have Zhongqing with me today?"
How would Liu Changan know? He didn't care. Moreover, Zhongqing often followed the third wife. It was normal for him not to follow Zhu Juntang.
"Because her father and uncles, the two uncles of your little white pig classmate, were drunk driving and had a car accident!" Zhu Juntang said with lingering fear.
"Who is the little white pig?"
"That's not the point!"
"Well, that's not the point. In comparison, I don't care about the two dead people."
"The little white pig is Bai Hui. Don't you think she's white and chubby?"
Liu Changan didn't think so, but he didn't have any objections. Bai Hui was just a certain part of her body that was white and plump, so it wasn't a completely baseless nickname. Zhu Juntang liked to give people nicknames, and they were all based on their physiological characteristics. It was truly low-class and lacking in quality.
"I suspect that my mother killed them." Zhu Juntang suddenly said with a slightly trembling voice, trying to influence Liu Changan and scare him.
Liu Changan nodded. Even if Zhu Juntang suspected that he killed them, he would still nod and agree with her. Because doubt and denial would give Zhu Juntang more opportunities to talk nonsense.
Seeing Liu Changan's reaction, Zhu Juntang felt bored. She only suspected, but she didn't have any evidence. Of course, her casual talk wouldn't affect the third wife.
"I suspect that my mother killed other people." Zhu Juntang's voice was really trembling.
Liu Changan glanced at her. "Nothing. Killing people, pigs, chickens, dogs. These things happen every day in this world. It's nothing special."
This time, even if Liu Changan answered, Zhu Juntang didn't continue. After looking around, she asked as if nothing had happened, "Where are you going? Together. "
"I'm going to the bathroom." Liu Changan pointed to the public restroom.
Zhu Juntang stomped her feet. Seeing Liu Changan enter the public restroom, she quickly stood a little further away. However, she was worried that the wind would blow and she would smell the stench, so she walked to the other side of the street.
Just as she walked to the other side of the street, Liu Changan had already come out. She quickly ran back and looked at Liu Changan with an envious gaze.
Boys could be so fast, but girls couldn't. She still remembered the last time they went to Miyin Temple, when Zhu Juntang regretted not bringing the limousine with them. When they went to the public restroom, there were very few men, and they came and went very quickly. The women had to wait in a long line. Fortunately, women all had this kind of experience and habit. When they really had to line up to use the restroom, they were more tolerant.
"Should I show off my superiority?" Liu Changan looked into her eyes and knew that his little fairy was thinking about the problem under her skirt.
"Pfft!" Zhu Juntang didn't expect Liu Changan to be able to see through her envy, so she quickly denied it.
Liu Changan continued walking.
"Why are you boys so fast?" Zhu Juntang still couldn't help but ask.
"I used the internet to search, thank you."
"Then do you want to use a cotton cloth to wipe it? Or put it on the sink to wash it? " Zhu Juntang often thought about this question. As for searching on the internet, it was impossible. How could a fairy search for such a vulgar question on the internet?
Liu Changan stopped in his tracks. If a zombie saw Zhu Juntang, would it take a detour?
"Forget about the cotton cloth, put it on the sink to wash it? Do you think it's as long as an apron? " Zhu Juntang's question was very picturesque. An image of the sink appeared in Liu Changan's mind. The length of the sink from the faucet to the edge of the sink was at least 40 to 50 centimeters.
"Then you don't wipe it or wash it?" Zhu Juntang looked at Liu Changan in disbelief.
"We rely on shaking."
Zhu Juntang imagined it again and looked at Liu Changan with a face of disdain. "How dirty would it be? You don't care about hygiene."
"You really are a fairy." Liu Changan sneered and couldn't be bothered to pay attention to her.
"Of course, a fairy must first be hygienic so that she doesn't get dirty." Zhu Juntang was proud of herself.
Liu Changan still went to the mobile phone market to buy a mobile phone. Twenty years ago, this place was quite prosperous. From the era when everyone had a PAGER on their waist, to the extreme prosperity during the period of counterfeit phones, and then slowly going downhill, it was only twenty years. Liu Changan shook his head. This world was developing really fast. Even Liu Changan, who had long been used to living slowly, had accelerated the pace of life.
Now was not like the past, where he could use a hundred years to absorb the results of the last hundred years of civilization. After that, there would not be any qualitative development, and he would not feel outdated. Now, he could spend a hundred years to grasp a little bit of knowledge, but the results of the explosion of knowledge in these hundred years could blow him up like a primitive man.
Liu Changan was a person who had to keep up with the times.
Zhu Juntang followed Liu Changan and looked around. She did not exaggerate, but she looked like she did not know much. Even when there was an uncle sitting by the side of the road holding a white paint board, she had to lean over to see what was written on the board and what it meant.
"This is where the poor come to." In the end, Zhu Juntang came to a conclusion. "I don't mean to be sarcastic. The poor exist objectively, and in the sense of existence, they are equal to the concept of the rich."
Liu Changan did not care about what she meant at all. He bought a low-end phone from Blue Green Factory. This phone also had an optimized front camera, and it had a beautifying effect. It also had an optimized effect on some apps commonly used by women, so it was smooth to use.
"Let me tell you, in reality, the chip industry in the mainland has a certain level of progress, and our Zhu family has also contributed to it. In some cases, we are the ones who pull the strings." Zhu Juntang said with some pride, because this phone's advertisement actually used chips as a selling point.
"This is very normal. It is the nature of capitalists to invest in politics." Liu Changan paid the money, took the phone, and walked back.
"Yes, this is the direction of my learning. I want to skillfully dance between capital and politics." Zhu Juntang tiptoed and did a ballet dance.
Liu Changan did not even smile.
"By the way, I remember why I asked you to come today." Zhu Juntang smiled slightly. "During the summer vacation, I went to the United States with Qin Yanan. During that time, she went to treat sleepwalking, and I visited a famous magic master. He was much more talkative than you, and basically told me everything he knew. I asked him a lot of questions, and he also answered my doubts. I already know all the secrets of your jumping magic."
Liu Changan looked up at the Baolong Center in the distance.
Zhu Juntang looked at Liu Changan's expression, and her heart was incomparably refreshed. Continue to pretend to be mysterious, continue to pretend, and pretend. Don't things in this world consciously move to make Zhu Juntang satisfied? So, in the end, she will make me satisfied.
"Go and perform. Jump down, and I will applaud for you." Liu Changan looked at Zhu Juntang expectantly.
"I only know how to do it in theory. I didn't say that I would perform it myself. In short, this master will soon come to Junsha to perform, and he said that he wants to compare notes with you. "Zhu Juntang looked at Liu Changan provocatively." How about it? Do you dare to agree? "
"I don't dare."
Zhu Juntang stomped her feet angrily. Originally, she wanted to use the prestige of a great magician to scare Liu Changan, but his attitude did not make Zhu Juntang feel satisfied at all.
Forget it, since Liu Changan did not have superpowers, and he could not be her personal guard, what was the point of her targeting him? Perhaps fairies and mortals should not interact. The generation gap between the two of them was destined to not be pleasant in their daily interactions.
As Zhu Juntang thought so, she saw Liu Changan suddenly stop by the side of the road in a daze. She hurriedly ran over and asked curiously, "What are you looking at? Do you want to buy crystals? Actually, these are all artificial crystals. There is no constellation force, no mysterious power at all. "
"This year's Chinese Valentine's Day is August 28th. In the past, no one said that Chinese Valentine's Day was Valentine's Day, but after all, it is not rare to change customs." Liu Changan only stopped when he saw the merchants' posters about Chinese Valentine's Day.
"I heard that in the past, people used to make dumplings to eat on Chinese Valentine's Day."
"Use your brain to make dumpling fillings?"
"Do you think I don't know about Chinese Valentine's Day? I just said that in some places and some times, there is the custom of making dumplings on Chinese Valentine's Day, not that Chinese Valentine's Day is a festival for making dumplings! "
"Which places and which times?"
"… I … Anyway … Yes, I forgot!"
Liu Changan walked back home, and Zhu Juntang was still following him. Liu Changan was not an impatient person, and he was not in a hurry to take out his phone to tempt Shanghai Dandan. He sat on the balcony upstairs, and ignored Zhu Juntang. He took out his new phone and started to get busy. For example, he set the phone's screen to the image of a little cartoon queen, used the QQ and WeChat ID "Shangguan Dandan", and the note was "Han Dynasty Empress Dowager Xiaozhao." Then, he registered for Weibo and prepared to post his first Weibo post. He typed a line: This is my selfie.
Of course, Shanghai Dandan did not take a selfie, so Liu Changan sent a picture of the coffin to upload.
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