C6

Sitting on the chair, Chen Fei had the urge to smash the computer.

How was this a computer? It was clearly a bottomless pit.

Originally, he thought that Desire Number One could only steal money from the bank card and that he still had the capital to take a breather. However, he never expected that this guy could actually transfer a few real money to the universe through a keyboard. This function was too terrifying, did it mean that if Desire Number One was willing, he could even eat the house through the computer? What a retard. Why didn't I think about it before? Since a card could appear out of thin air on the screen, why couldn't the keyboard swallow money?

Now, after going through all the pockets, Chen Fei could only find fifty-four yuan.

Even if he wrote off his bank card in the morning, he would still not be able to gather a hundred dollars.

It was the first time since arriving in this city that Chen Fei had fallen into extreme poverty.

So, poverty could really become a huge mountain in one's heart. It was so heavy that even breathing became difficult.

Today's gambling had been settled, but tomorrow? The day after tomorrow?

Most importantly, how would he earn the money to eat?

With several dozen yuan worth of assets, he could only eat instant noodles and was reluctant to buy the three packets of ingredients.

Due to worry, Chen Fei didn't sleep well the whole night. Before dawn, he washed his face and went out drowsily.

He had to resolve the issue of survival as soon as possible. Otherwise, the terrifying scene that the Desire Number One had described would be played out in three days. Now it was different from the past. A full day's worth of food was already over, but now there was still a life threatening bet waiting for them. One hundred yuan per day had to be raised.

Even though he didn't have a mortgage to buy a house, it wasn't much different from being a house slave. Every day, when he opened his eyes, he would be left with a hundred assets.

Chen Fei made a rough calculation, and realized that there was no lack of Desire Number One s who lived 100 days of the day, as there were three thousand Desire Number One s every month. Even if one were lucky enough to occasionally win one round, it would still cost 1500 to 600 yuan. Adding in the meal, transportation, rent, and communication fees, he needed at least four thousand yuan a month to survive.

Looking for a job now was definitely out of the question. Because no matter how good the unit was, it would still take a month for the salary to be paid. By that time, Chen Fei would probably have already become a filling material in the bone ash urns.

Thus, Chen Fei's plan was to collect debts and borrow money.

These two things were very embarrassing for a man, but in order to survive, Chen Fei had no choice but to give it his all.

First of all, the original unit of Chen, he was sick last week borrowed a thousand yuan, agreed to the end of the month pay. I wonder if he's done with his illness. If he's discharged, then he's going to brazenly come out.

The second candidate was Jiang Bo. Jiang Bo and Chen Fei grew up in the same village. They had both attended elementary school and high school together, so there was no need to talk about their relationship. Although Chen Fei knew that Jiang Bo had not been doing well lately, and his salary was not even half of the job he had just quit. Adding on to that, a girlfriend who could torment others, he was also struggling hard. However, Chen Fei believed that with his twenty years of friendship with Jiang Bo, he wouldn't decline even if they exchanged a thousand yuan.

Other than that, Chen Fei had a third candidate. However, he would never look for this person unless he had no other choice, because he was her former girlfriend, Huang Juan. Huang Juan was a man with an average appearance, an open and straightforward personality. However, just because Chen Fei did not have a house that was only fifty square meters in the city, Huang Juan threw herself into the arms of another half a year ago. It was said that she was anxiously preparing for her wedding right now.

Regarding Huang Juan's departure, Chen Fei did not have any complaints. After all, he had no money.

How many girls nowadays didn't marry into a house?

Since it was only 6 o'clock, the streets of the district were deserted. Besides a few people who worked early in the morning, only those who set up their breakfast were busy. Chen Fei bought two youtiao sticks and then stared at the big pot with tofu brains as he took a deep breath of the fragrance and sorrowfully left.

Don't underestimate the bowl of tofu brain, that was equivalent to 2% of Chen Fei's total assets!

"Halt!" He had not even taken two steps when he heard a shout from behind him, and then he felt someone grabbing onto his shoulder and tugging on it, causing him to turn around 180 degrees, and immediately saw the angry Sun Xiaomei: "You brat, you didn't even greet your second sister, do you want to die?"

"Two …" Second Sister, I didn't see it! " Chen Fei swallowed a mouthful of fried dough sticks with difficulty.

"Bullshit, can you not see a living person like me standing in front of you?" Sun Xiaomei cut off Chen Fei's youtiao and pulled him towards his own stall: "Didn't you say it's ok? From now on, you can eat at second sister's place. "I don't dare to eat these kinds of useless fried sticks. These fried sticks people are heartless, they only use ditch fried oil, be careful not to get cancer."

The fried dough sticks were right beside them. Wasn't this scolding the bald man in front of the monk?

Chen Fei noticed that the youth with the fried dough sticks was looking over, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

However, the moment the eyes of the fried dough stick met Sun Xiaomei's gaze, it turned sharp and fierce into panic, as she immediately lowered her head, and accidentally burned her hand.

It truly was the shadow of a famous tree. When Sun Xiaomei displayed her divine might yesterday, she had already been listed on the list of people that could not be provoked in the eyes of the surrounding vendors.

Sun Xiaomei forcefully pulled Chen Fei to sit on a wooden bench, then quickly carried a bowl of noodles to him.

Chen Fei noticed that Sun Xiaomei was indeed made for Chen Fei alone. The noodles were taken from a small basin, the broth was placed in a bottle, and the vegetables turned from rotten spinach into leafy rape. It was a big bowl full of dishes. Not only were there two soy eggs, but there was also a palm-sized pork chop.

Chen Fei was suspicious, did Sun Xiaomei know that he helped her yesterday?

Regardless of what motive Sun Xiaomei had for doing this, Chen Fei's heart was filled with warmth.

I'm so poor that I don't even dare to eat bean curd. There's actually someone who would give me a big dish for free. Just based on this piece of pork chop, I'll accept this second elder sister.

"Hoodlum, why are you out so early?" Because it was still early and there were no customers in the noodle store, Sun Xiaomei sat in front of Chen Fei and smiled merrily as she watched Chen Fei eat his noodles. He was indeed like a considerate big sister taking care of her little brother.

"Nothing, I just want to go for a walk on the street." Chen Fei was not used to being called Hoodlum. It felt like the name of a street hoodlum.

"Aren't you going to work?" Seeing that Chen Fei was engrossed with his food, Sun Xiaomei added another piece of ribs.

"I'm out of work. I don't have to go to work." Chen Fei smiled awkwardly.

"It's great that you don't have to go to work." The expression on Sun Xiaomei's face suddenly became very vivid, she stood up and took off the apron hanging around her waist and threw it on the table: "It's just nice, big sis also wants to go shopping, buy some clothes, and you will go with me."

Ah!" Chen Fei almost got stuck on the ribs.

"Ah what? Then it's settled." Sun Xiaomei did not allow Chen Fei to hesitate, she immediately went to turn off the stove, found a washbasin and poured half a basin of water, while washing her hands, she said: "Ever since that damn brother-in-law of yours went to see the King of Hell, it's been over a year since I last went shopping, today I'm happy, and will definitely go shopping."

"But …" Your noodle stall? " Chen Fei wasn't in the mood to shop at the moment, so he hurriedly raised his life saving money.

"They won't die if they don't open their doors for a day. They're all a pile of junk, and no one steals them." Although she said that, Sun Xiaomei was still a little reluctant. She said to the middle-aged woman who sold buns next door: "Sister-in-law Chen, I'm going out to help me watch over it. If I'm late, help me clean up. "

"Relax, go and play. After 9 o'clock, I'll get that guy to drive three horses over. First, drag your things back." The steamed bun seller had once occupied quite a few places of Sun Xiaomei's. He had seen Sun Xiaomei's bravery yesterday and took the initiative to leave early today.

Accompanying a little widow to go shopping made it difficult for Chen Fei.

But seeing Sun Xiaomei's unquestionable attitude, then looking at the oily and fragrant noodles and ribs in the bowl, Chen Fei did not persist anymore.

In any case, he had plenty of time, so it would be unlucky for him to ask someone for money too early.

After Sun Xiaomei finished washing up, she said to Chen Fei: "Hoodlum, wait for me, sister will drive there."

"Drive? You... There's a car? " Sun Xiaomei had once again surprised Chen Fei. There were private cars selling board noodles, and he had to eat a meal after graduating from university. It was not the same realm.

"Are you looking down on me?" Sun Xiaomei was very proud, she turned around and walked into a nearby alley.

Not long after, the sound of a motor could be heard. Chen Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

How was this a private car? It was clearly a modified tricycle, without even a shed. It was obvious that it was installed with pots and pans when Sun Xiaomei went out of the stall.

"Second sister, let's go on the bus." Chen Fei was in a difficult situation. It was hard for him to imagine himself sitting in such a flashy car and walking through the bustling streets of the city center. What if he met someone he knew, how would he explain it? Had he changed his occupation to a veneer?

There are a lot of places to go, but the bus has to wait. Trouble." Sun Xiaomei didn't care about it at all. She grabbed a piece of plastic cloth and threw it under the coach, then moved it onto a small stool. This was the special seat that had been prepared for Chen Fei.

Sun Xiaomei signalled for Chen Fei to get on the carriage seat, and she actually picked up the two cutting knives and drew a few lines at her waist, obviously wanting to place them there. However, the blade was too big, and it had to be left or right, so Sun Xiaomei could only find a newspaper to roll up the knife and put it under the driver's seat.

"Second sister, you don't need to bring this with you, right?" Chen Fei was frightened out of his wits.

Sun Xiaomei looked at Chen Fei, then at the motorcycle seat, her expression changing instantly, and after a few seconds she laughed awkwardly: "Hoodlum, I also feel that it's strange, since yesterday's fight, I have suddenly become particularly interested in these two blades, as though they are a part of my life, and I feel at ease with only them by my side. I'm not afraid of your jokes. When I went to sleep last night, I slept with my arms around these two sabers. "

Chen Fei thought to himself, you were a blade-wielding female ancestor in your previous life, so of course you couldn't leave the blade.

Seeing that Chen Fei did not say anything, Sun Xiaomei said unhappily: "It's true. When I flipped at night, I even accidentally cut my left rib and stuck three Band-Aid on it to cover it. If you don't believe me, I'll push it aside for you to see. " As she said that, Sun Xiaomei actually wanted to take off her clothes.

It was truly worthy of the reincarnation of the Sun Erniang, daring to do such a thing in public.

Chen Fei was abnormally embarrassed and quickly said, "Second sister, I believe you." Hurry up and drive. If you're late, you'll be at the peak of your working life. There will be a traffic jam. "

"You're right!" Sun Xiaomei lowered her hand and jumped onto the motorcycle. With the sound of the engine, Chen Fei left while being watched by a group of people.

The early morning in October was already very cold. Chen Fei sat in the motorcycle box in a half-squat, his hands tightly grasping the iron bars in front of him, facing the biting cold wind. Looking at Sun Xiaomei who seemed like an ancient female general standing half a meter in front of him, her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

What the heck, what the heck!?