The moment she closed the door, Jack's eyes flashed with a hurt light again. Even his incomparably pale and handsome face had a faint hint of hurt-like dark color, and he stood blankly in front of her door.

After standing for a while, he turned around and walked away, walking into the elevator alone.

…

At eight o'clock, it was already dark, not very dark, but dark with an indescribable ambiguity.

At this time, a dazzling silver BMW parked downstairs in the apartment at No. 88 xx Street. Soon, Mo Huakui got out of the car elegantly and handsomely. He raised his head and looked at the modern high-end apartment in front of him.

With her pretty lips raised, she walked into the apartment gracefully with a little excitement.

He remembered that in the elevator that day, Qiu Xiaojun told him that if he was sexually interested in her, he would come to her on time at nine o'clock. However, his sexual interest in her was much stronger than she thought, so he came earlier.

.

He was looking forward to this night of sexual intercourse with her. Before going out, he had already taken a shower, wearing a translucent red shirt, a new black suit, and a pair of tight black leather pants.

I dress myself more handsome than ever.

By coincidence, when he walked to the first elevator door, the elevator door happened to open, and Jack, his equal, walked out of the elevator.

When Jack saw him with an extraordinary appearance, he immediately thought of Qiu Xiaojun who said he had something to do tonight. He looked at him deeply, turned around and walked out. Unexpectedly, Mo Huakui stopped him as soon as he took a step.

"Hi, do you know which room on which floor Bai Zhuyue lives?" Mo Huakui looked at his back and asked politely with his hands in his pockets.

Jack's face darkened, he stopped and turned to look at him, and said coldly: "I don't know the person named Bai Zhuyue, and I don't know which floor or room she lives in." After saying that, he walked out of the apartment quickly.

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"Uh 7e" Mo Huakui sighed. Bai Zhuyue didn't explain it clearly to him at the time. He only knew that she lived in this ten-story apartment, and he didn't know her phone number. For a moment, he

I really didn't know how to find her. After thinking about it, I took out my mobile phone and dialed Ahu's number, and said, "Check Bai Zhuyue's phone number and her specific address immediately."

"Mr. Mo, A-Bao and I are in the West District right now. We have to wait at least half an hour to get to the company to check her information." A-Hu said apologetically on the other end of the phone.

"I got it. In short, you have to find out as quickly as possible. If you find it, call me immediately and tell me." He said very seriously, hung up the phone, waited at the elevator entrance for a while, then walked out of the apartment and sat down.

In the car, I lit a cigarette and waited patiently for Ahu to call.

Just when he had just finished smoking a cigarette, a middle-aged man who collected waste cardboard rode a tricycle passing by on the road in front of him. He looked up and accidentally saw a big speaker on the tricycle, and suddenly he had an idea.

As soon as he moved, he opened the door and got out of the car. He quickly stepped forward and called to the man, "Cardboard collector, come here."

"What's going on? Do you have scrap cardboard to sell?" The middle-aged man stopped the tricycle and asked with some surprise as he looked at the rich man.

"I don't have scrap cardboard to sell you, but I have a business to discuss with you?" He glanced at the apartment building next to him, raised one corner of his mouth and said with deep meaning.

"Business? What business?"

He pointed to the apartment building next to him and said with a slight smile: "You see this apartment? You use your loudspeaker to shout Bai Zhuyue's name to this apartment building, and I will give you one hundred yuan."

"Really?" Hearing this, the middle-aged man was overjoyed.

"Of course it is."

"Okay, I'll shout." This business is a good deal. The middle-aged man immediately got off the tricycle, picked up the horn, and shouted towards the apartment building, "Bai Zhuyue."

Mo Huakui kept his word. He shouted, took out his wallet and gave him a hundred yuan. He looked at the apartment building and asked him to speak louder, "Speak louder."

The middle-aged man received the money, not to mention how happy he was. At the first moment, he shouted again, much louder, "Bai Zhuyue."

"Shout again, louder." This time, Mo Huakui gave him ten hundred-dollar bills at once. "Shout ten times in a row, don't stop."

The middle-aged man collected the money and nodded repeatedly with a smile on his face, "Haha, good, good, good." Then, he shouted at the top of his voice, "White month after month, white month after month, white month after month, white month after month, white month after month..."

‘Pfft’

The middle-aged man never expected that as soon as he shouted for the eighth time, a basin of water fell from the sky and poured on him, turning him into a drowned rat. The ten large bills that were not yet warm in his trouser pocket were also wet.

That’s the answer.

"Who the hell is so wicked? With ghosts screaming in the middle of the night, why should anyone sleep?" A woman then stuck her head out of the window on a certain floor, carrying a basin to the floor.

Mo Huakui, who was standing down, cursed like a shrew to a middle-aged man, "If you yell again, I will pour boiling water on you and burn you two into pigs." After saying that, he closed the window angrily.

Everyone knows that it is a great tragedy to have money to make but no life to spend it.

Hearing what the shrew said, the middle-aged man was afraid, wiped the water on his face, and said apologetically: "Sir, I won't shout anymore. You just gave me a thousand, and I only shouted eight times. I

I’ll give you two hundred back.”

Mo Huakui stood two meters away from him. Although he was not splashed with water, his trousers were a little wet from the water. He looked at the apartment building and said: "You don't need to return the two hundred, just put your

Just leave the speaker to me."

"Okay, okay." The horn was only worth a few dozen yuan. Now I sold it to him for two hundred yuan. Of course, the middle-aged man was willing. After giving him the horn, he immediately got on the tricycle and left quickly.

Mo Huakui was also afraid that the shrew would throw hot water, but he didn't want to give up. He thought for a while with the speaker, then walked quickly to his car, sat in the car, pressed the window, and his heart skipped a beat.

, gritted his teeth, and immediately shouted to the apartment building, "Bai Zhuyue, Bai Zhuyue... Which floor do you live on? I'm right below you... Bai Zhuyue, you heard me

Is there a voice? Bai Zhuyue..."

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Qiu Xiaojun lived on the highest floor of the apartment building. He stood up from the sofa in the lobby and walked to the balcony before he heard some vague sounds.

Hey, is someone calling me?

What she heard was not true. She supported the railing with both hands and looked down carefully several times. She could only vaguely see a car parked downstairs.

After looking at the time and thinking for a few seconds, she walked into the bedroom and took out a telescope and looked down carefully. Then she saw clearly that the car was silver-white, and she also saw clearly that she was holding a horn and shouting at the apartment building.

What kind of Mo Huakui.

Hey, Mo Huakui, are you here?

After seeing this scene clearly, she smiled, a bit ghostly, put down the telescope, and walked out of the door quickly.

"Bai Zhuyue, Bai Zhuyue, Bai Zhuyue, did you hear my voice? If you hear it, come down and see me...Bai Zhuyue, Bai Zhuyue..."

Mo Huakui was still shouting with the trumpet, and his voice was almost hoarse.

‘Puff 7e Puff 7e’

His loud shouting made it impossible for those who wanted to sleep. Of course, it undoubtedly aroused the anger of many people living in this apartment. Except for the shrew, many people opened their windows or left.

He went to the balcony and poured water on his car.

That shrew was really cruel. The water she poured was actually boiling water. When she poured a basin of water, white smoke came out from the roof of Mo Huakui's car. Fortunately, Mo Huakui was prepared and rolled up the window.

He drank more than half of it, otherwise, the boiling water would definitely splash on him.

"Bai Zhuyue, Bai Zhuyue...Bai Zhuyue..." After escaping a disaster, he raised the trumpet and continued shouting without giving up. He had the style of an infatuated man, but not the heroic qualities of Huang He.

Walking out of the apartment, Qiu Xiaojun saw his BMW, which had been splashed with boiling water and was smoking. He also saw him sitting in the car with a loudspeaker shouting his name in a hoarse voice. Somehow, his heart suddenly felt...

Once warmed up, a smile appeared on his face, and even his eyes were filled with smiles.

Her smile this time was not mixed with any scheming. It was an uncontrollable and joyful smile with a touch of emotion. It looked extremely beautiful.

Mo Huakui turned his head slightly and accidentally saw her standing not far away with a beautiful smile on her face.

He had never seen such a smile on her. His heart suddenly flashed with excitement. He stopped shouting and just looked at her with such obsession, like a fool who fell into the whirlpool of love for the first time.
Chapter completed!