A simple search of the information can only satisfy curiosity and cannot bring about any changes.

Zhao Hao took a few minutes to repair Xiuman's car, and when he saw that it had faded, he kindly put a new painting on it!

Tornado Charges Tornado! Hahahaha~~~

As a result, just as he was preparing lunch, Gouquan's phone call came again.

"Oh, my Buddha! I heard that Heidegger was dead? Brother, what happened?" Gou Quan's exaggerated voice sounded, and Zhao Hao seemed to see his wide-eyed expression.

"You're quite well-informed..."

"So, this guy called us to open a part but didn't have a good intention! The other three people died, so I survived. In the end, the police shot him dead. I can't say more about it, don't ask me!"

Gou Quan is worthy of being a free city bag, and the news is flying!

Colt had already said that the Mysterious Bureau would try to suppress this matter. Without announcements or newspapers, this guy could even find out that Heidegger was dead.

Finally, Zhao Hao said that he had found a job working in an antique shop, and he would be there before school starts.

The two agreed to meet tomorrow.

After lunch, Zhao Hao started to worry. No matter what, a penny would stump the hero!

Daily food, drinking, defecation and urination are already a burden, and it can only be maintained by the part-time job in mechanical processing introduced by Mr. Adams.

Now that I am going to go to an antique shop for training, the source of income has become a problem!

Besides, the university loan has just been signed, and it will take twenty years to pay it back! This is all up to the housing prices!

Amei’s lending trend has just begun, and consumerism is prevalent among young people, and it is all driven by capitalists!

In Free City, the bottom line of the middle class's annual income is about 30,000 yuan, and the bottom-level poor class is even less than 10,000 yuan.

If the normal trend is followed, Zhao Hao will have to struggle at the bottom poverty line before paying off his student loan!

You can’t make money without making money! You owe a loan, the pressure is too great!

Zhao Hao felt that compared to the extraordinary, the most important thing about the world is to find some source of income, otherwise they would be interrupted!

But what are you doing?

It is impossible to work! Stealing electric cars lacks skills. The main reason is that there is no such thing yet!

After thinking about it, I finally decided to start my old career!

Write a novel!

Of course there is no computer or online novel, but Amei's publishing industry and various publications are very developed.

What's more, Zhao Hao didn't plan to write those more serious ones.

To make money, you have to do something unreasonable!

What should I write? "Rebirth: I am your brother, I am hugging you from the heavens"?

Zhao Hao thought about it, found paper and pen, and wrote down the first line.

"Robin's high school grades are not ideal..."

Oriental dialect and Western classics can be called a combination of both the East and the West, and it has a good idea! It has a good idea!

I don’t know if it’s because of the high spiritual attributes that are good for typing. In short, Zhao Hao is like a spiritual thought, and writing is like a god!

I don’t know that time passes by, just over 10,000 words!

Zhao Hao nodded with satisfaction. Since Gou Quan got on the street, he had a wider area of ​​contact.

Tomorrow, ask him if he knows an underground publisher...

Zhao Hao, who was writing quickly, was a little worried about eating and sleeping, and suddenly woke up by a knock on the door. He realized that he had written for three or four hours in one breath!

What a good guy, if I was so devoted in my previous life, why would I have traveled through time!

Zhao Hao didn't think much about it, and got up and went to open the door.

Standing outside the door was Elena, who was holding a plate with a very beautiful pattern in her hand.

"Zhao Hao, didn't you bother you? Mom made delicious pudding and asked me to give you some." Her pretty face was full of smiles.

Zhao Hao quickly flashed and said, "Please come in quickly! Thank you Aunt Sarah for me."

Elena walked into the familiar house, but found that it was much cleaner.

After all, my original body is just a 19-year-old young man living alone, and he is usually quite sloppy. But now Zhao Hao is almost 30 years old, so he is naturally different. He simply cleaned up the room after supper last year, so now he is much cleaner.

Elena put down the pudding in her hand and suddenly saw a spread out note on the table. As soon as she read the first sentence, Robin and something... Zhao Hao suddenly snatched it!

"Cough cough!" Zhao Hao coughed twice and put the notebook behind him, "I almost forgot about Xiuman's car. I'll get it for you..."

It’s more embarrassing than acquaintances who find you to see the emperor’s uncle. It’s probably because acquaintances who find you to write about the emperor’s uncle!

It almost became a small community death scene!

However, Elena Bingxue is smart. Even if she doesn't see any key information, she knows from Zhao Hao's actions that it is probably something strange.

Zhao Hao went to get Xiuman's car and took it for five minutes. He only came back after he felt that the embarrassment period was over.

After chatting for about five or six minutes, Zhao Hao almost lost all his slippers on his toes.

Alas~The face is still too thin.

However, Elena is smart and saw that it was not a good time to chat, so she took Human's car and said goodbye.

Thinking of the sweet smile that seemed to be there and not be there before Elena turned around, Zhao Hao leaned against the door and let out a silent cry~

Zhao Hao: It's a sin~~~

He would rather carry the Dragon Slaying Sword and chop another Heidegger than this happens!

Practice boxing! Only by practicing boxing can you focus on your mind!

Zhao Hao kept practicing the inexplicable Wanxiang boxing until he was exhausted at night, and then fell asleep.

Tonight's diary is simpler:

"Today I was discovered by the girl next door Elena who wrote a little yellow book! She was discovered! She was discovered! She was discovered!"

Looking at the inappropriate diary, Zhao Hao pulled the quilt and covered his head.

The next day was Sunday, and the sign-in was doubled, but the result was a draw of 2 o'clock, and the doubled was only 4 o'clock, just like yesterday!

Zhao Hao wrote Liu Xuande, who had written tens of thousands of words, and then he rushed to meet with Gou Quan at noon.

The economy has declined in recent years, and the lives of the lower class people have not been very easy.

And the more this happens, cheaper, faster and high-calorie fast food will become more popular.

The place where Zhao Hao and the other met was such a fast food restaurant, where they made some simple fast food in standard.

This is a Song Dynasty restaurant, so I don’t care much about my skin color. If it is a white restaurant, I might encounter trouble.

As I said before, although on the legal and moral level, black people cannot be discriminated against.

But in Amei, there are too many people who do not abide by the law and have no morality.

In recent years, many black people have been treated unfairly in some states where the Klan Party has caused a particularly fierce attack in recent years, and have even been beaten or shot in the street!

When Zhao Hao arrived, Gou Quan had already arrived and was ordering food.

It is all Song-style fast food, such as Kung Pao chicken rice bowl, cold dish platter, fried eggs with scallions, etc.

Because Zhao Hao's appetite increased greatly, he ordered two more dishes...

Gou Quan was hang out among small gangs on the streets, and he had no great development. He usually had few opportunities to go to restaurants, and it was called a wind and clouds at this time.

The two of them started chatting after having enough food and food.

It was mainly Heidegger's affairs. Zhao Hao revealed that he had signed the document and could not say a single word.

Gou Quan doesn’t ask any more!

This kid is so good, he is enough to be frugal! He knows the right position! Otherwise, he would be unscathed in so many street fights and replacements of bosses?

"By the way!" Gou Quan suddenly said, "Have I told you that I'm changing the boss again?"

Zhao Hao asked while picking his teeth with a toothpick: "Which unlucky guy is this time?"

Gou Quan's dog watched from side to side and whispered: "It's the wild boar Iverson! Iverson is the famous boss in that neighborhood, and he is strong enough!"

Zhao Hao didn't care, "Your boss said you were so lucky, but you were hacked to death in more than a month."

Gou Quan was speechless and muttered, "How can the fate of a gangster be destined to be considered a victory!"

Seeing this, Zhao Hao got to the point and took out Liu Xuande, whom he had worked hard for two days.

"Hey, Quan'er, didn't you ask if you knew the underground black publisher before? I want to publish this book!"

Gou Quan saw that Zhao Hao's expression was even more despicable than me, and he also recognized the boss again?

"You are really here? Are you writing a book? Stop kidding!"

Zhao Hao pointed to his face: "Do you think I'm joking?"

Gou Quan had to say, "Okay... I don't know, but I can find it. After all, genuine books are too expensive, and the pirated industry is still very profitable. It's just your book..."
To be continued...