I Just Want to Copy Books in Peace

Du Caige immediately refused: A child, why do you want so much money? You have asked me for money several times these days.

Du Ruoqi didn't type, but she could see that her face was full of unhappiness, and it was clearly written in her eyes, People are not children.

You really don't want to eat?

Du Yanqi shook his head vigorously, very determined.

Okay, I'll pack a copy and bring it back to you.

Du Caige just turned around and walked a few steps when the phone in his pocket vibrated.

When I took it out, it was a message from Du Rongqi: It's not impossible for me to accompany you to dinner.

Du Caige turned back and looked at the girl's slightly sly smile through the crack of the door: What are the conditions?

Du Qiqi hurriedly typed and held it up for Du Caige to see.

Write a song? A song suitable for girls to sing? Du Caige read it over, then looked at the girl, Do you want to sing?

Du Yanqi shook his head, pushed the door open, and came to the living room to sit on the sofa.

Du Caige sat down next to her and saw her controlling the phone, looking for a file, and then clicked to play.

A very young female voice with a beautiful tone sounded, singing a song that Du Caige had never heard before.

After listening for a while, Du Caige commented: The sound is good.

Du Yanqi immediately typed: According to her voice, write a song and give it to her.

Du Caige smiled and asked, Is that your friend?

Du Yanqi nodded vigorously, her big eyes full of longing, she was very cute.

Du Caige was so heartbroken by her daughter's cuteness that she smiled and said, Okay, let's have one.

He went back to the room and took off the guitar, playing and singing: I'm afraid it's too late, I want to hold you. Until I feel your wrinkles, there are traces of time...

As soon as she sang a few words, Du Ranqi stood up with an ugly face, rushed into her bedroom, and slammed the door shut.

No, even if you don't like it, you don't need such a big reaction! Du Caige was a little confused.

He quickly ran after him and knocked on the door: Du Qiqi, Qiqi, open the door!

After knocking for a long time, Du Yanqi didn't answer at all.

The phone vibrated again.

Du Caige looked down, and it was indeed Du Qiqi who sent it: Don't be so disgusting! Our relationship is not so close!

It was followed by another: Since you're not sincere, don't talk to me! It's fun to play with me, isn't it?!

Du Caige scratched his head, really not knowing what he did wrong.

He typed a few words: I didn't tease you. If you don't like this song, I'll change it.

The finger hovered over the send key for a long time, and finally chose to delete.

For such an arrogant girl, sometimes you can't be too accommodating to her.

Maybe it would be much better if she was left to dry.

For the next two days, Du Caige did not speak to the girl.

His books are still very popular. After the top score, the collection has grown by three or four thousand every day, and readers' book reviews and rewards of varying amounts are also in an endless stream.

On the fan list, in addition to one silver big alliance Wait for you to forget who I am, there are also six alliance leaders, and there are countless rudder leaders and below.

This day is already January 24th in the Gregorian calendar, December 29th in the lunar calendar, and tomorrow will be New Year's Eve.

It has been more than 20 days since Du Caige came to this world.

Human adaptability is super strong.

Now he rarely misses the days on earth. He can't say that he is very satisfied with his current life, but he still feels good.

There is a whole world of fresh movies, TV shows, books for him to watch, and countless new music to listen to.

Never get bored.

That is, the relationship with his daughter has never improved.

This morning, Du Caige finished watering the flowers,

After playing with the fitness equipment for a while, I worked very hard to copy 20,000 words.

Now he has more than 400,000 manuscripts, almost 500,000 words.

Enough for an outbreak.

He plans to rest for the next few days and give himself a good vacation, after all, it's Chinese New Year.

When it was almost 12 o'clock, Du Caige came to the living room, and Du Qiqi was still in her own bedroom.

Du Caige didn't plan to talk to the girl, but as usual, he was going to go out to eat, and by the way, he would call her daughter back.

Just as he was about to go out, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Clap clap, clap clap.

The voice seemed very arrogant, and even had a rather unreasonable taste.

Du Caige could see from the cat's eyes that there were three people standing at the door, two of whom he knew: the duo who came to collect the debt last time.

There was also an unfamiliar face, in his twenties, plain-looking, with burnt scars extending from the corners of his mouth to the roots of his ears. He is not particularly tall and strong, but his eyes are sullen and his expression is fierce. He almost has the words I'm not easy to mess with written on his forehead.

If such a person walked on the street, he would definitely be able to disperse the crowd just as Moses parted the Red Sea, and no one would want to conflict with him.

Clap clap clap clap clap clap, the sound of knocking on the door kept coming.

The other party seemed to be very sure that he was at home.

Du Caige thought for a while, then took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Du Rongqi: You stay in the house and don't come out no matter what happens outside.

Then open the door.

The door just opened a crack, the strange face raised his leg, kicked the door violently, and the wooden door slammed into it quickly.

Du Caige was caught off guard, and was hit on his forehead and cheek by the edge of the door. He staggered back a few steps, tears coming out of pain.

He covered his face and looked at each other coldly, but he didn't say anything harsh.

When he was filming before, he had come into contact with some ruthless people in this society.

This kind of person is often desperate to save face. If he picks up some nice words and gives some benefits, he may be able to easily get rid of them.

But if a few harsh words are thrown, the other party will likely escalate the situation for the sake of face.

Du Caige suffered a loss, and of course he couldn't pull himself down to say good things and benefit the other party.

But I don't want to intensify the conflict.

So I just watched it coldly and didn't say anything.

At this time, Liu Zhefu, who claimed to be the business manager of Yongsheng Brothers Credit Company, took a step forward, his neck was crooked, he made a click joint capsule sound, and his hands and feet were shaking as if suffering from Parkinson's disease. With an exaggerated smile: Yo, Brother Du, we are greeting you in the New Year!

Looking at your posture, you don't seem to welcome us?

Du Caige squeezed two words out of his teeth: Welcome.

It's good to welcome, after all, you owe us so much money. What the hell, it's the uncle who owes the debt, we can only accompany you carefully and pray that you pay back the money as soon as possible. If you are not welcome, we have to pay Be low and be small, lest you drive us out. Liu Zhefu seemed very relaxed and at ease as if he had returned to his own home, he walked over to the sofa and sat down, crossed Erlang's legs, and took out a bag from his trouser pocket. Cigarettes, a metal lighter.

Jiang, the unfamiliar face walked in quickly, took the lighter in Liu Zhefu's hand, and bent over to light a cigarette for him. At first glance, he looked like a very caring horse boy.

As for another familiar face, an ugly young man with single eyelids called Xiao Chen, after closing the door, he stood at the door with his hands crossed, as if to prevent Du Caige from escaping.