The daily life of a full-level boss (MTL)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5 Local Tyrant?

    Qu Zhong lived in the east wing when he was a child, but when he got older, Duan Weiguo asked him to move to the inner courtyard at the back.

    So the four of them put down their boxes and entered the inner courtyard through the second door next to the guest room. The structure is similar to the previous one. Qu Zhong lives in the main room of the second entrance. Although he has not come back for several years, the room is still cleaned. clean.

    Pushing the door open is a simple small living room. Qu Zhong's bedroom is in the room on the right. As soon as you push the door in, you can see a large carved bed in the middle. All around, including the wardrobe and some cabinets, are all glowing with a light yellow sheen. .

    Xia Zhou swallowed his saliva sharply, and followed Qu Zhong and the others in without squinting.

    This house looks extremely simple from the outside, and even the black tiles outside the courtyard walls are gray, but the more he goes inside, the more surprised he becomes. It can be seen that these things are all made of huanghuali.

    What is even more surprising is that the furnishings inside are obviously not old-fashioned, the huge TV hanging at the end of the bed is not obtrusive at all, and the tiles on the floor are also very new.

    Could this be the legend... Low-key luxury has connotations!

    "No wonder my grandfather said that Grandpa Duan is a low-key person. I now... completely agree."

    Xia Zhou turned his head and gave Qu Zhong a thumbs up. When he first saw Duan Weiguo and his wife, who would have thought that the plainly dressed two would actually Live in such a house.

    Qu Zhong smiled lightly, and led him into the living room to lead him: "I always thought my family was poor when I was a child, and my grandmother said that if you don't grow vegetables, you can't eat."

    "That's the old people's habit of saving, I'm afraid you'll waste it."

    "Maybe it is."

    Zhang Chaohong has not rested since he stepped into the house. He and Duan Weiguo were each making beds and cleaning in their rooms. Qu Zhong asked several times to help but was pressed down. In desperation, he had to continue to sit down and talk to each other. Xiazhou chatting.

    The two chatted and talked about self-media entrepreneurship.

    Xia Zhou suddenly had an idea in his heart, turned his head and watched Qu Zhong over and over again, until everyone was stunned, so he tried to ask: "Do you want to try to become a farming UP master?"

    "Me?" Qu Zhong was surprised. After thinking about it for two seconds, he shook his head: "I don't have much interest."

    "If you think about it, the two of us can work together. I will shoot the video and you will leave the country. You can leave the rest alone." Xia Zhou try to lobby.

    Qu Zhong knew that it was useless for him to refuse no matter what, so he simply nodded and promised to consider it carefully, which stopped Xia Zhou's persuasion.

    ***

    When he slept on this large carved bed again, Qu Zhong always felt like a world apart, as if his body had been floating in the air for a long time, and finally he felt like he had landed on the ground.

    The front and back of his room are covered with large glass, and there is a small stream outside the window near the mountain. Every summer, he sleeps with the sound of frogs.