Chapter 262

Because of his busy work and curtily personality, Xiao Zhenheng is very strange to his neighbors. He never thought that the landlord lived on the second floor. The girl he secretly watched every day was the landlord's daughter.

Well, here comes the group. Is this the rhythm of group fighting?

"Xiao, have you rented a house with me for more than two years?" Yu Yibo didn't question Xiao Zhenheng, but began to talk about his family.

This was completely unexpected to the latter. He subconsciously replied, "three years will be completed in another month."

It's April 19. He has been renting here since he graduated in May of 16 years and found a job. The rent here is too cheap. It's very rare in the whole xiakong City, so even if he got a raise, he didn't want to change to a better place.

Of course, it is also one of the reasons to see Yu Xiaoting practicing yoga.

Yu Yibo nodded: "how's your work?"

"Well," Xiao Zhenheng nodded, "the company is working on a big project recently. I'm the leader of the design team and won a lot of bonuses."

The big project he said is naturally the mobile game of Tianlong Babu. This is big IP in itself. Once it is launched, it is highly praised and the profit is very considerable.

Xie Feiyan is not a stingy person. Everyone got a big bonus. For example, Xiao Zhenheng received 18 months' salary.

"That's very good," Yu Yibo praised.

The people who can be chosen as tenants by him are very talented, but whether they can succeed or not depends on polishing in the society. Those who have not experienced the wind and rain are fake. In recent years, more than a dozen tenants have come and gone. They can count the success with one hand.

Of course, success is measured by Yu Yibo's standard. Very simple standard, the annual salary is 50W before the age of 30. If you have it, you will be successful.

The appearance has been screened when he selects tenants, so he doesn't have to consider it anymore.

Xiao Zhenheng didn't know what he meant. He stood there foolishly and didn't know how to answer.

Yu Yibo smiled like an old father: "is my daughter beautiful?"

"Hmm, ah?" Xiao Zhenheng said subconsciously, and then he looked confused, "no, no, that... I don't mean she's not beautiful, just, that, I..."

This embarrassed look is like a quail that fails to mate.

Krishna came over with a box of yogurt and asked Simon Qing, "what's going on?"

"Oh, I really want to know how you feel now," Simon gloated. "You treat him as a brother, but he wants to fuck you, tut tut......"

Krishna thought about it, and it seemed that it was really the case. However, he was not as autistic as Simon thought. He just said, "it's just one body. I've changed countless. It doesn't matter to make my brother refreshing."

"Sleeping trough! And this kind of operation?" Simon was shocked.

Qin Yuyao was also terrified, and wanted to make complaints about it.

Are the eight murderers destined to derail common sense? Qin Yuyao seemed to see himself in the future.

No, I don't want to be like that

On the other side, Yu Xiaoting looked at Xiao Zhenheng curiously.

The man who can rent a house in her house is certainly not ugly. Xiao Zhenheng is not very handsome, but he looks pleasing to the eye. She felt strange when she thought that this was the husband candidate her father had found for her.

Yu Yibo just looked at Xiao Zhenheng and saw that the latter wanted to find a hole to drill in.

However, there was no hole. He finally gritted his teeth and nodded hard.

Yu Yibo was satisfied and said, "that's right. My daughter is so beautiful. There is no second answer to this question. Is there a problem that a normal man likes to see beautiful women? No problem!"

Xiao Zhenheng was stunned. In the end, she didn't understand what the landlord meant.

At this time, Yu Yibo also got up: "Xiao Xiao, come to the second floor for dinner when you are free. I think you live alone. Cooking is so troublesome. Your aunt is very good."

"Oh......" Xiao Zhenheng nodded vaguely.

Then Yu Yibo took Yu Xiaoting downstairs. Before leaving, Yu Xiaoting also looked back at Xiao Zhenheng. This happened to be opposite his four eyes. Both of them quickly lowered their heads and flushed their cheeks.

"Tut Tut, what a pure feeling." Simon sighed with emotion.

This is what she has lost and can no longer get.

Once people mature, they become coquettish.

Qin Yuyao could not help but Tucao: "is Yu teacher only 30? Is it not that son-in-law make complaints about six years old?"

"What's the matter? Sons in law are older than their father-in-law." Simon disapproved.

Qin Yuyao was speechless, thought and said, "let's go down too. At this time, Mr. Huang is almost ready."

"OK," Simon said to the two people, "then you two go on with the foundation. Let's go."

"I'm not a fag," said Xiao Zhenheng, suddenly looking at Ximen Qing suspiciously, "eh, teacher Qing, how can I feel your voice so familiar?"

He is the designer of the mobile game of Tianlong Babu. I don't know how many times it has been cycled. He also listened to legendsneverdie, which was the first to enter the pit, so he was particularly familiar with the sound of yeast Tsing Yi.

Although singing is different from speaking, it still sounds familiar when you listen carefully.

Xiao Zhenheng is now wandering on the edge of "familiar", and he can almost think of the key.

Simon Qing didn't expect him to say so. He didn't know he was his own fan. He just said casually, "illusion."

It's difficult to recognize such things as voice. When she first entered the house, she couldn't tell who was who between Baishi Liangzi and Zecheng Meixue.

"Really?" Xiao Zhenheng didn't think too much when he heard the speech.

Ximen Qing and Qin Yuyao went downstairs. He stayed at home to entertain Krishna.

Xiao Zhenheng asked Krishna, "just now I thought the landlord was going to scold me. As a result, I left after asking a few words and asked me to have dinner. What do you mean? Can you understand?"

Krishna blinked. What did he say? To be honest, the fat man wants you to have sex with his daughter?

But he and Yu Xiaoting are essentially the same person, which has become the object that the fat man wants Xiao Zhenheng and Krishna to engage in.

What can I say? Who can stand it?

He finally said with a strong crooked nut accent: "you understand that I am crooked nut. The flower language is big and deep. I don't understand it very much."

"Make complaints about it!" Xiao Zhenheng Tucao, "you speak in the Northeast more clearly than I do."

But what exactly does Mr. landlord mean? Xiao Zhenheng was lost in thought.