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This is the scene where reporters secretly visited. I believe consumers already have the answer in their minds.

That high-value credit card codenamed 688, without thinking, must be the masterpiece of Shi Er's fool! Lian Cheng was puzzled at first, who would give himself such a valuable thing by express mail?

And I also use green SME express delivery.

The possibility of successful mailing of this express delivery is probably similar to that of ssr. It pays attention to a probability and surprise, and is very entertaining.

Chen Li said on the phone again: "I won't say that it's useless. Liancheng, I know you are not an ordinary person. And when you are in the crew, you are the only one who stands out for me. When others don't know my identity, they will only laugh and watch the fun. A crying man was scolded for crying again. Everyone says this, only you are different."

Sister, when will I stand up for you?

Lian Cheng believed in his memory, and he couldn't explain: "Is there any misunderstanding?"

"The only misunderstanding is that you are too close to Shi Erbai!" Chen Li said with a slight anger: "I can give you more than him. No matter what the price is, I promise it will be twice his."

Lian Cheng smiled and said, "I'm not interested in getting involved in the conflict between you. And I won't stand for anyone. I have a weird personality and hate others' intervention and help. The results I have made are interesting, right?"

Chen Li's voice gradually rose: "The relationships, connections and background I have can bring you unimaginable great help. I have always considered it from your perspective, and there is no reason to reject my kindness."

"But I'm afraid of trouble." Lian Cheng coughed gently, changed the subject and prepared to hang up the phone.

Chen Li suppressed the anger of being rejected and tried her best to stay rational: "Okay, Liancheng, I won't force you, but I will always pay attention to your every move. I really want to see what 'big moves' you want to make with your hands. It's better to surprise me and not let people laugh at it."

Before Liancheng could hang up, he heard the beeping on the other end of the phone.

"Does women think so self-righteous?" Lian Cheng suddenly asked Wang Qianyi.

Wang Qianyi put her hips on her hips and said angrily: "Who knows what you said when you are in love with you! You are a straight man who is cancer!"

Lian Cheng touched his chin: "I almost forgot. You are not a woman or a girl."

"You bastard, go to die!!" Wang Qianyi had enough of this merciless bastard, stomped her feet on the spot, looked at Liancheng angrily and slowly took a car, then waved her hands and disappeared from her sight with a comfortable and relaxed smile.

Every move is so annoying!

Wang Qianyi no longer thinks about Lian Cheng, and what she cares more about is the upcoming drama competition. This represents her achievements.

...

Liancheng arrived at the largest digital street in Zhaoping City in the afternoon.

He found a friend he knew and asked for three cost-effective desktop computers. He had no cash on hand, so this time he used a card to pay, and it cost less than 20,000 yuan in total. But he used his own Zhongx credit card, not a black card from Zhaox Bank.

Although this black card is called Liancheng, the card number is also the card number he used in the past. Its meaning is completely different from the actual value used.

Lian Cheng, as he said to Chen Li, did not like trouble. This black card is a huge trouble. It would be fine to take it out and bluff people. If he was asked to use it, he would feel uncomfortable all over. Because this would owe a lot of unexplained favor.

Human favors are something more terrible than usury. Ultimate profits have an end, and human favors will only increase more and more. Anyone who wants to be respected often has to owe a lifetime of favor debts.

Payment for goods is cleared.

A friend introduced a driver to Liancheng and said, "Master Zheng, opposite the street in Nantou Road, is the most convenient way to pick up goods. The whole street is his fast and stable moving things. This person has made many profits by arm wrestling."

Lian Cheng said yes, he found Master Zheng, pulled the host and monitor, and rushed back to the third floor.

When he arrived at the entrance of the building, Master Zheng sighed while smoking: "Wow, this small building is a good layout. It would be a pity not to build a store house on the first floor. Even if you rent it out, you can make a lot of money. You have bought a lot of this thing, and it will not be easy to move in a while. You are strong, but ordinary people can't do it."

He held a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the foam container close to one person's height, and then looked at Liancheng. The meaning was obvious. He wanted to take on this job and earn more money.

"Shopping a few days to decorate the store house."

Lian Cheng didn't notice Master Zheng's diligent expectation. He thought about things, pinched the edge of the container with one hand, and used a little force, and stuck his fingers in the shell. In a posture that was least effective, he easily grabbed the container and walked towards the door of the building.

Master Zheng is a hard worker to eat. He knows very well. Just holding the corner of the box like this, how terrifying finger grip is required to lift it up. He suddenly doesn't know because he has never seen anyone do this before.

Until now, no one has quantified this force into kilograms and kilograms, telling him how strong the hand is, it is like facing a formula that has never appeared in books, and it is impossible for an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences to create a number out of thin air.

This is beyond his experience and common sense.

It's also a bit beyond logic.

Because the foam container uses 3mm plastic steel plates, which are anti-broken and shock-proof, a small hole can be dug out by swinging a hammer, Lian Cheng digs out five holes with his fingers.

Master Zheng fell to the ground and didn't pick it up. He got into the car and kicked the accelerator and left.

The second floor of Zhang Youwei's house is closed, and the shoe rack outside the door doesn't look like someone has come back.

Liancheng went straight to the third floor, put the container aside, half-squatted down, and took out a toothpick from the keyhole. Only then did he feel relieved that he opened the iron corridor door and his own security door one after another, and carried his things into the house.

In the utility room, the fluorescent screen made the fool's face look gloomy. He still maintained a dementia expression, staring at the display screen with a blank look, his hands flying up and down, and his movements were skillful and accurate.

Liancheng asked the fool to stop, he took over the computer and checked the income of each game character in turn. It took a few minutes to summarize, and then converted the props and game coins into RMB according to the price.

10 hours, 900 yuan net profit.

Lian Cheng secretly compared his royalties, and his chest suddenly felt a little painful. More than two thousand a day, a fool alone could get him a net profit of more than 60,000 yuan per month.

He looked at the night walking pictures of hundreds of ghosts on the flat desk.

This is not a novice magic outfit of 80,000 yuan, it is clearly a money printing machine!

Lian Cheng wanted to train a few more fools, uncle, and foolish guys to help him play games to make money, but the next few ghosts he caught from the scroll proved their superior IQ with a ghost urine.

The degree of limb incompleteness and brain destruction are in a positive proportional relationship!

The only way to repair these evil ghosts is the black gas in the Night Walking Map of Hundred Ghosts. But Liancheng could not call these black gas. The Qi-Ten Qi Collection was clearly stated. With luck, there was no qi in his body except farts.

If you want to produce qi, it is not possible to eat sweet potatoes. It is urgent to mix qi-induced dispersion.

Lian Cheng planned to urge the pharmacy doctor named Li to urge him. At this moment, he suddenly heard a familiar song.

"I heard that Snow White is running away..."

This is not his cell phone ringtone.
Chapter completed!