In the morning, he was running around outside. In the afternoon, Zheng Baozhu was lying in bed and resting until Meng Yaxin sent a message in the evening to call her down for dinner.
Meng Yaxin had a great time at Xingguang Farm in the past two days. In the morning, he went to the strawberry farm to pick strawberries, and in the afternoon, he went to the pasture with a group of children to watch the cows. She also rented a small piece of land on the farm, and said that she would come to take care of it once a week in the future.
Because it is impossible for office workers to come to the farm to take care of their own vegetables every day, Xingguang Farm also provides hosting services, so as long as you spend a little money, you can ask someone to take care of it for you during normal times. Zheng Baozhu thought this was an IQ tax, because what was the difference between farmers growing vegetables and then you go to the market to buy them? But I didn't expect that there were quite a lot of people rushing to pay taxes.
"You don't understand, this is something engraved in the DNA of the Chinese people." Meng Yaxin pouted, not admitting that he was paying the IQ tax.
"Oh." Zheng Baozhu didn't talk to her either, and it wasn't her money anyway. The two were chatting when Zheng Baozhu's mobile phone alarm suddenly rang. Meng Yaxin was startled, bit her chopsticks and looked at her: "What alarm clock do you set at this time? Do you want to remind you to have dinner?"
Isn't Zheng Baozhu so sleepless for work?
Zheng Baozhu pressed the alarm clock and quickly entered the foreground announcement group: "It's almost time to send announcements in the group. I didn't grab it yesterday, and I can't miss it again today!"
"...Oh." Meng Yaxin didn't expect that a group performance's announcement would be as exciting as a certain treasure rush to kill, "Is the group performance competition so big?"
Zheng Baozhu said: "There are only one or two announcements in the group a day, but there are hundreds of people waiting to be fed. Do you think the competition is big?"
Meng Yaxin: "..."
She didn't understand, wouldn't it be good to go to the factory to find a class with this skill?
"Come here." The group manager's pre-registration information was sent out, and Zheng Baozhu quickly pasted the copied content, "Yeah! I'm number one today!"
"...Then congratulations."
When Zheng Baozhu and Meng Yaxin were sitting here for dinner, Tan Yao was singing with his brothers on ktv.
On the sofa was the plush doll that Zheng Baozhu gave him today.
"I can't see that Young Master Tan is quite childlike." Someone picked up the doll Tan Yao put on the sofa and pinched it, "It's so cute."
"Tsk, don't get me dirty." Tan Yao took the doll back, put it on the other side, and let it sit upright. The brother couldn't help laughing: "What's the situation? This won't be given to you by your girlfriend, right? No, when did you have a girlfriend, why don't I know?"
Someone nearby told him popular science: "Didn't Tan Shao take his little cousin to Xingguang Farm to play today? He competed with a beautiful boss there to catch dolls, and he lost 0-4. He hasn't recovered yet."
"Hahaha, can you tell me about it?"
"Don't mention it, he lost face today because he lost a lot of money. I hate us for not being there at the time hahahaha."
Tan Yao: "..."
What kind of friends has he made? 🙂
"Stop laughing!" Tan Yao stood up from the sofa, took the microphone in his hand, and announced, "I've already thought about it. Sooner or later, I will let that Zheng Baozhu be convinced by my charm!"
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Romancefor offline reading purpose only!! All credit goes to the author✓ Zheng Baozhu and Qu Zhi grew up together, but they didn't become the enviable childhood sweethearts; instead, they grew up to be arch-enemies. Zheng Baozhu thought Qu Zhi was hypocrit...