not good, immortal

Chapter 40
"Gululu, Gululu"

There were bursts of voices, and Feng He shook his head helplessly.

Well, it was Qiao Zhenzhen's stomach growling.

But she didn't seem to feel anything, she was still muttering, "You don't have to eat rice, you don't have to buy shirts", and happily poked open the phone.

It is said that this is a symptom called "idol burden". Feng He thinks that if he goes out, he should be able to take her to Xishu Fourth Courtyard to have a look.

Presumably it is similar to my "Idol Worship Syndrome"?
Qiao Zhenzhen has already mobilized her aesthetic cells, entered a fighting state, and began to look for certain treasures and such things in all apps.

I muttered in my heart: Thanks to human beings, thanks to technology, and thanks to online shopping!
Then it was not found.

"Hey, could it be that my assistant deleted all the shopping apps while I wasn't paying attention? Doesn't make sense?" Qiao Zhenzhen reacted for two seconds before remembering, oh, this is the phone given by Qi An.

!!!

It's over. It's over.

My mobile phone, card, and ID card are all still in Xinhai, and the emergency contacts are all from the company. In this situation, it is estimated that the new device will not be able to pass the verification.

Seeing Qiao Zhenzhen raise her head impressively, she thought of what she said just now to show herself the power of technology and the speed of China.

Feng He was surprised: "Is this sold out? So soon?"

Qiao Zhenzhen had a mournful face: "Well, I bought a hammer."

ha?what's the situation?Hammer... what new costume?

Feng He was at a loss for words, and was a little confused for a while.

Qiao Zhenzhen turned her head to look at Feng He: "Are you rich?"

"Yes, I have."

"Where is where?"

"At the police station."

"..."

Looking into Feng He's serious eyes, Qiao Zhenzhen scratched her hair, thinking, how could I ask a cat such a question?Or an ancient cat?
She said to herself: "Why don't you borrow some from Qi An?"

"Who is Qi An?"

"The god of Xinhai City, you don't know a young man in his [-]s."

"Oh (extended end)"

"It's not what you think!"

At first, Qiao Zhenzhen wanted to explain, but Qiao Zhenzhen felt that she might have led Fenghe astray, and said: "Forget it, forget it, it's more important to borrow money, and I will take you to Xinhai to introduce you to me in the future. In short, I am a big carrot."

After all, she poked open WeChat.

Sure enough, there was only one person's name hanging in the contacts, not even news and subscription numbers.

The face on the avatar is grinning, um, I didn't send myself a message, I must be picking up girls again!

Feng He lay on the window sill, watching Qiao Zhenzhen's face change, she didn't know what she was thinking, but only saw her pale fingers dexterously dancing on the screen.

Suddenly a little envious, really want to change back to human form.

Qiao Zhenzhen typed and deleted, deleted and typed, after much deliberation, she still cleared the word "duck", and finally sent out a message:
【Ah, by the way, that, can you lend me some money. 】

By the way, edit the next one: I will pay you back when I go back.

Before the word "I" was finished, the other side actually replied in seconds: [What are you borrowing, arrange it immediately! 】

Then there are three consecutive: [Please collect the payment: Huaxia currency 200000 yuan]

Qiao Zhenzhen: ...

It was several times more than the pay for one episode, she was so dazed by the huge sum of money that she didn't react at all.

Qi An said again: [You ran out of money so soon? 】

Qiao Zhenzhen: [What do you mean? 】

Qi An: [Uh, you didn't check the balance? 】

Qiao Zhenzhen opened the WeChat balance in a daze, then counted the "0" on it with a dazed expression, and recalled Qi An's calmness when he casually handed her the phone.

Dare to love this guy who usually picks up girls like this?Throw money?
For some reason, she was flustered and felt a little angry, so she replied indiscriminately: [I saw the balance, it's not used yet, anyway, I will pay you back when I go back]

I have money, but suddenly I don't have the good mood to buy clothes.

Forget it, once I accepted this setting, I suddenly felt that the clothes on my body were not bad.

Well, mainly because I don't want to spend the scumbag's money.

"What's wrong meow?"

Seeing an inexplicable trace of displeasure on his friend's eyebrows, Feng He hurriedly jumped back on the bed, "Who made you angry?"

Qiao Zhenzhen: "Scumbag!"

Feng He: "Yeah! Scumbag!"

Seeing the cat nodding in righteous indignation, Qiao Zhenzhen smiled: "Do you know what a scumbag means?"

Feng He shook his head.

Qiao Zhenzhen said: "This scumbag is..."

Lu Gui knocked on the door outside: "It's time to eat."

Probably only after hearing the word "rice", Qiao Zhenzhen realized that she was already hungry, and hurriedly ran to open the door, took the takeaway box, and said pleasantly:

"Hey, I actually have my share? Thank you."

It seems that this Lu... Although the surname Lu is cold, he is still a good person.

"Well, Yue Yue ordered for you."

Oh, scumbag.

……

The food is not bad.

Cantonese cuisine is said to be a semicolon opened by a restaurant that once won a Michelin star.

How true or false the level of the cook is, I don't know.

However, the squab is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the char siew is fat but not greasy, the shrimp dumpling is thin and full of filling, and it is served with poplar nectar and purple rice dew with taro and coconut milk. I have to say that this meal is exquisite enough.

One person and one cat are delicious.

"Hi...you think this Yue Yue is so holy." No one cared, Qiao Zhenzhen completely let herself go, feeling that her stomach was full, she took out a wet towel to wipe her mouth.

"I don't know meow." Feng He shook her head, but she obviously also experienced the beauty of appetite, her eyes sparkled.

"Looking at the packaging alone, it's not cheap."

Qiao Zhenzhen rubbed her stomach and sighed, she had a good impression of this "boss" whom she had never met before, and the most important thing was that she didn't need to spend Qi An's money, so she felt comfortable.

Feng He nodded, not quite understanding her complex emotions, just imitating her rubbing her stomach.

yeah?The pads on my paws are quite comfortable?
People will get dizzy if they eat too much, and the same goes for goblins.

Qiao Zhenzhen was paralyzed on the bed, drowsy: "I feel that I have lost the self-cultivation of an artist."

Feng He was still studying her meat pads, poking and poking her two little paws together, without raising her head, and asked, "What is the self-cultivation of an artist?"

"I want to be beautiful at any time, eat less and exercise more, keep the heat, produce more works, while maintaining a sense of mystery, occasionally show my presence in front of the public, such as wearing a scarf, appearing on variety shows..."

Qiao Zhenzhen lay on the bed and broke her fingers.

Feng He lowered her paws, she had had enough for the time being: "Is it like appearing on TV?"

"That's right, but I haven't been interviewed or on a variety show for a long time, except for dramas on TV."

Qiao Zhenzhen proudly said, "I'm a serious actor, not a variety show guy."

"Uh...but I saw you on TV yesterday?"

"Huh?" Qiao Zhenzhen was a little confused, "But when "The Son of Song" was broadcast last night, we seemed to be chatting, right?"

"It's afternoon, what news is it?" Fenghe recalled.

news?What news?
Qiao Zhenzhen performed a carp jerk, which scared Feng He under the bed.

"What's the matter?" Maomao was puzzled.

"I think... I might have to check the scarf first." Qiao Zhenzhen silently picked up the phone, feeling that she had a bad premonition, and tried to comfort herself in her heart.

It seems that there are not many people in the VIP building of the airport in Xinhai, okay?
Then in the afternoon at the hospital, I met a few media, and I don't know where I got the news... I didn't expect there to be a TV station in it?

After all, I didn't bring my mobile phone, I didn't contact the company, and the company couldn't contact me.Then I chatted with Feng He until midnight, and I completely forgot about other things...

Fork out the few conversations sent by Qi An, I don't want to read them.

Qiao Zhenzhen quickly posted a Weibo, and registered a small account with her phone number.

Then, she was so frightened that she spoke human words again.

"Fuck!"

(End of this chapter)