That night, Zhou Dalin came back in the middle of the night and saw the little girl with yellow hair on her head.

Wearing a grass-green coat, a small bag cross-body, and a large tote bag in his hand, he sat at the door of his house, leaning his head against the security door of his house, and was already asleep.

He stood beside her for a while and kicked her in the calf.

The girl was awakened by him and quickly opened her eyes and saw the middle-aged man looking at her with a condescending face.

She hurriedly got up and said to him with a smile on her face: "Hello uncle! I came to pay back the clothes I wore that day."

As he said that, he handed the tote bag to Zhou Dalin.

Zhou Dalin took it expressionlessly.

"I originally wanted to wash it, but when I saw that it was all good clothes, I didn't dare to wash it. But I put it all in the morning and changed it in the afternoon. I took a shower before wearing it, so it shouldn't be dirty."

Zhou Dalin really didn't want to listen to her longing, so he interrupted her and said, "Okay, I understand, you go back."

The girl looked disappointed and asked him, "Where am I going back? Oh, uncle, it's so late, I haven't eaten yet!"

"Walking right after leaving the community, there is a ramen restaurant about 150 meters. Maybe there is a door open," Zhou Dalin said while opening the door.

"Hey, no, I don't have a place to live yet. If you don't care about me, I will have to live on the street tonight."

Zhou Dalin turned around and looked at her coldly.

"The clothes you wear are not new. It means you have a place to store clothes, that is, you have a place to live." He said slowly.

Hey, this guy has a strong observation ability.

"My clothes are placed at my friend's house. Her house is very small and cannot be kept at all." She argued.

"It's better to squeeze into a bed for two people than sleeping on the street," he said calmly.

After saying that, he opened the door and entered the room, Huang Xiaohui immediately followed him, thinking about rushing in.

He turned around in the room, blocked her way, and looked at her coldly.

"No, uncle, just take me in for another night. I can't stay with my friend forever. I'm embarrassed, we are actually not familiar with each other." She begged him pitifully.

“We are even less familiar with each other.”

"But uncle, are you a good person?"

"I'm not a good person. I want to stay and say it's easy to accompany me tonight. If you dare, come in. This time it's true." He said with a serious look on his face.

She hesitated for a moment and then asked him: "Can you pay for the housework?"

He looked at her again and asked, "What do you do?"

"I can do anything, wipe the floor, clean the house and cook."

"Plus sleep with you," he interrupted, "otherwise, you won't talk."

The girl gritted her teeth and squeezed in.

"Go to cook, I didn't eat either." He couldn't stop her and had to say.

She was as if she had been amnesty and hurried to the kitchen.

After a while, he came out of the kitchen again and looked at Zhou Dalin sitting on the sofa and said, "You have nothing in the refrigerator except four eggs and a handful of leeks. I see that there are still a few handfuls of noodles in the closet. Otherwise, I will put two bowls of noodles, and we will each have a bowl?"

She discussed with him.

"Yeah." Zhou Dalin agreed, took out the notebook in his bag and placed it on the coffee table without raising his head.

"Heat a pot of water and make a cup of tea first." He looked at the notebook and said again.

Huang Xiaohui was very diligent and took action immediately. Twenty minutes later, a cup of flower tea was placed in front of Zhou Dalin.

"How did you know I want flower tea?"

This time it was his turn to be surprised.

"You have three jars on the antique shelf, only half of the jar of flower tea." She replied, "The rest are rose tea and oolong tea. Rose tea is ladies' tea. Now the hostess is not at home, so you definitely don't want it. Oolong tea is full and you haven't drunk it at all."

Zhou Dalin said "hmm" again and ignored her.

She stood beside him and asked after a while: "Where is your wife? Why are you always alone at home?"

Zhou Dalin raised his head and looked at her with a blame.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't. Don't you say you want to go downstairs, where's the face?"

She straightened up and went to the kitchen.

Why did this little girl come back to pester him again?

It wouldn't be anyone's conspiracy designed against him.

The picking of the corpse that night was real, and it was impossible for anyone to know that he would pass there at that moment.

He also made a temporary decision when he walked through that alley. Most of the time, he was walking on the main road outside.

Then, when she comes back and stays away, she has only one purpose: money.

After a while, two bowls of steaming noodles were placed on the dining table.

"It's time to eat!" she shouted in the restaurant, with a southern accent.

The noodles were salty and light, which was better than Cheng Xiao’s made. There was a poached egg in a bowl.

The two of them sat opposite each other at the dining table and Huang Xiaohui's mouth was not idle either.

"What are you doing? Why do you come back so late every day?"

Zhou Dalin didn't want to answer her, but because she made a bowl of noodles for herself, she still answered her.

"It's a factory," he said. "I've been busy building a new factory recently."

"Are you the boss who opened a factory?"

"It's almost the same."

Huang Xiaohui was a little disappointed. How much energy can a factory boss have? Will he be more powerful than a real estate boss like Qiu Guojun? But her second uncle is also a figure in the city. It is not that he has seen the world. It is impossible to regard a factory boss as high as he is for no reason.

"Your factory is big, right?"

“Not small.”

"Then are you very rich?"

“Some.”

Huang Xiaohui was unhappy.

"Hey, can you chat and talk to you, why is it so awkward?"

Zhou Dalin was a little confused when he said this. Zhou Dafu was not able to chat anymore. But you are a little brat, what are I talking about with you?

"How is your online drama going on?" He finally remembered a topic.

"It's yellow." She said with a look of disappointment, "It doesn't matter if we want money. If we don't have money, why should people like us?"

Zhou Dalin Dandan said: "If things fail, it is best to first find your own reasons, and not always find objective reasons."

"What does it mean to find an objective reason?" she complained, "Just like my appearance and figure, there is nothing first-class. Why don't he use me? The two old ladies who left behind are all over thirty years old and film online dramas, which makes people disgusting! Do you know who to watch online dramas? They are all for young people around 20 years old. If you make two old ladies play, who would want to watch? It seems that this Kuala Media is just that, it's just a false reputation!"

This generation of young people seems to be more confident than Cheng Xiao's generation. If it were Cheng Xiao, she would not dare to praise herself like this.

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"I'm an old lady in my thirties?" he asked, and then said, "Maybe they have good acting skills? Acting requires talent, do you know?"

"Don't disgust me!" She said even more dissatisfied, "With their acting skills, they are not good at speaking, and they are also acting? Don't forget, I make a living by acting. They are just rich people, and someone pays them. If they don't agree, if I can take out 50,000 yuan to hit the director's face, the female lead will be mine!"

"Just brag, who will believe it?" Zhou Dalin sneered her.

"Believe it or not." She didn't refute, "Anyway, no one paid for me, and no one believed anything I said."

At this time, Zhou Dalin was thinking, is this little girl’s words true? Zhou Qi told him many times, Director Huang and Editor Liu set up some things around, and it cost too much money.

Are these two guys thinking about making money from him? Or are they not understanding management and indulging their subordinates, turning the department he wanted to do on a whim into a tool for others to make a fuss?

At this time, Huang Xiaohui was testing him.

"Hey, uncle, you are very rich, right? Can you sponsor me 50,000 yuan and help me get this female lead? As long as I become popular on Kuaishou Entertainment, it will be easy to earn it back in the future. Can't I pay you twice as much?"

He snorted and said, "No need. Accompany me tonight, and according to our original agreement, earn 50,000 yuan per night, you will earn 50,000 yuan of your own."

Huang Xiaohui said twice: "Actually, as long as I agree to the director and accompany him all night, the female lead is mine. If I promise you, wouldn't I pay a lot of compensation?"

Zhou Dalin nodded.

"Well, that's the case. Then you don't have to be with me tonight, just look for that director."

"I won't go. Who is Huang Xiaohui? I would rather break my jade than be a complete one!"

"Then why did you promise me?"

She just laughed.

"I know I don't dare?"

"Hehe, it's not that you dare not, it's that you can't bear it."
To be continued...