Global Elite Center, Ghost King Dashuo Store.

He Jinyin just made a call and got through. Not only that, Zhou Xiaoxing agreed to come over without saying a few words. It is roughly estimated that he will arrive in about an hour.

He Jinyin was very satisfied with this honor, which was not a high-profile one. Zhou Xiaoxing still valued his affairs very much. He just asked that he had no time to spare and asked for help. The latter immediately agreed and said so.

This little thing can make the ghost king Da stand in awe for several days.

However, he did not leave immediately, but continued to stay by the window. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Gui Wangda, who was eating instant noodles and flipping through some magazine. The latter's face was rosy, sweat was dripping from his forehead, and he seemed to be very hot.

He Jinyin was too lazy to pay attention to him and continued to dial the phone, not to Zhou Xiaoxing, but to Ali.

I had nothing in particular to say, so I instinctively put my finger on the phone and called Ali.

No one answered.

As expected, He Jinyin raised his head slightly, with the phone hanging on his right shoulder and his left hand scratching back and forth on the paper with dozens of Zhou Xiaoxing's phone numbers written on it.

At this point in time, Ali should have gone to a concert. Who is she with? Is it the fat girl who always follows her? Or is it some lucky handsome guy from the elite center?

Unknown to He Jinyin, he put away the phone paper, hung up the phone, and walked over listlessly.

Gui Wangda didn't get 10,000 yuan by cheating, and even the cooked duck flew away. He was not very depressed. There is no need to rush when it comes to finding money.

While he was making bubble noodles, he turned off the recorder, took out the tape, and put it back under the bed where there were countless treasures. The room was instantly quiet, and even his own breathing could be heard.

Very good, if you don’t have money to charge, that’s how it should be.

When the noodles were almost soaked, he took the ham sausage that He Jinyin took a bite of, cut off a small piece with the plastic fork that came with the instant noodle bucket, and cut the remaining pieces into pieces and threw them into the instant noodle soup.
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Just as he reached out to the Garfield mask that He Jinyin brought over, he stopped. It wasn't his thing, and he wouldn't need it in the future, so he simply didn't take it.

We’ve all seen it. Gui Wangda is quite a good person. When he sees other people’s things, he won’t take them even if he says he won’t take them.

While returning to his seat, he slowly leaned back, squinted his eyes and pulled out a well-collected magazine from under the bed, patted the dust, and gently placed it on the table.

Opening the lid, the smell of seasoning packets filled Gui Wangda's nostrils. He picked up a fork and pressed down the pieces of ham sausage that were not completely soaked in the soup, trying his best to let each piece of ham sausage fully absorb the rich and mellow flavor of the instant noodles.

Soup.

Fanning it with his hand, the smell of MSG and spiciness hit his face. The Ghost King swung his fork downwards like a harpoon, rotated it in a clockwise direction, picked up the instant noodles with the thickness of two fingers, and fed it into his mouth.
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I can’t say it’s too fragrant, but it’s okay to eat.

Turning over the magazine, a model wearing a three-point bikini came into view. Gui Wangda ate noodles faster. At the same time, his body began to heat up and sweat dripped from his forehead.

This noodle was so spicy that it made him sweat.

That's for sure.

When I was enjoying the view and eating happily, my vision went dark. It was obvious that He Jinyin was back.

Without even raising his head, Gui Wangda continued to flip through the magazine. More than ten pages in a row showed swimsuit photos of Miss Hong Kong candidates in 1990. He had no time to waste.

"Ah Yin, please give me a few calls. It's like this. Now that Zhou Xiaoxing is in charge, a lot of people are looking for him. If you don't make more than ten or twenty phone calls, you can't even hope to find him. You'll get used to it later.

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Gui Wangda has never made those calls. Every time he has something to do, he goes directly to his third uncle. This method is the most effective for him.

He originally wanted He Jinyin to use this method, but then he thought about it, what if he doesn't come back after he has passed?

Seeing He Jinyin sitting down with his head hanging down, from the corner of his eye he could only see the former's lifeless hair in a depressed mood. Ghost King Da didn't need to doubt that he was frustrated.

"No, I just made a phone call. Zhou Sheng will come as soon as he leaves."

Ah?!

A phone call, is it a different phone call?

Gui Wangda lowered his head to eat the noodles and suddenly raised his head. The speed was too fast, causing part of the noodles to come out directly from the nostrils, bouncing one after another, like canes falling from a big tree.

He Jinyin was still immersed in the scene of Ali and him wearing a Garfield mask talking at the bottom of the slope stairs. He suddenly noticed a movement on the table, thinking that Ghost King Da was using Baa Kung Fu again, and subconsciously stepped back.

The moment he looked up anxiously, he saw...

Uh, is this something you can watch for free?

"Master, Master, the way you eat noodles is so special. Others use their mouths, but you use your mouth and nose together. It's amazing..."

As long as the table was fine, everything else was fine. He Jinyin moved his chair back little by little, put his hand on the table, and habitually reached for the ham he had not finished eating first, and threw it away.

"Hey, this is surprising. If you practice well in ancient Chinese boxing, it's not unusual to eat noodles with your feet, not to mention using your nose."

After being reminded by He Jinyin, Ghost King Da realized that something was wrong with him. No wonder, after he raised his head, his breathing slowed down. I thought it was because his movements were too large and affected his nerves. Only now did he realize that part of his face came out of his nose.

Come out.

It's a small scene and can be passed with a casual explanation. What he is more concerned about now is the phone call He Jinyin made. Now that his legs and feet are better, he wants to go to places he has never been before, so that he will not run to his third uncle all the time.

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Science and technology in Xiangjiang is so advanced that it can be solved with just one phone call, so there is no need to waste any time.

Cars and horses used to be slow, but now communications are fast. It’s time to keep up with the times.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Just tell me quickly. You can contact Xiaoxing with just one phone call and mark it for me."

When He Jinyin was picking up the ham sausage, he looked around and quickly put his head into the steaming instant noodles in front of Gui Wangda.

Bian Zhi, Ghost King Da did not immediately close the lid, but...

Close the magazine on his right.

He Jinyin moved his eyes, but he didn't see anything. Gui Wangda had already thrown the magazine to the ground, swept his foot, and only heard a "swish" sound, and there was a muffled sound under the dark bed.

There is a situation!

Pulling back his neck, He Jinyin sat up straight, tapped the outside of his thigh with one hand, and made circles on the table with the other hand.

"Hehe" smiled, and there was no embarrassment on Gui Wangda's face. He spread his hands and pretended to curse, "Rat on the street, come here if you smell it."

"Master, don't worry about the phone number in advance. Where is my ham sausage, where is the music, and where is the confidence-in-love package?"

To put it bluntly, He Jinyin knocked on the countertop and looked friendly. Just by listening to the sound, it was impossible to tell that he was angry.

This bad boy always challenges him over trivial matters, but the key is really effective.

That’s outrageous!

"You heard it all first. There are some uninvited neighbors coming to my house every now and then. Your ham was probably bitten by them, but no, it was taken away."

Even if you don’t say that he got it, you won’t give any money, and you still want a package of confidence in love. Shao Zai’s idea is quite beautiful.

He pretended not to have heard about the music.

"If you like it, I'll give you this bowl. I only took one bite."

After finishing speaking, Gui Wangda picked up the fork and licked it back and forth three or four times in an exaggerated manner, making sure that every part of the fork was covered with his saliva.

Then, inadvertently, he dropped the fork. While picking it up, Ghost King Da opened his mouth slightly, and the heat of the soup mixed with his saliva...

He Jinyin couldn't help feeling nauseous and wanted to vomit. He covered his mouth and held it back. The instant noodles he had just eaten couldn't be wasted like this.

"Uh, Master, forget it, you can only eat this bowl of instant noodles. I'll go to the window to get another ham sausage."

This time it's Ghost King Da's turn to take charge. Let's eat the ham first. Okay, give me the money.

"Ham sausage, the small one is ten yuan, the big one is fifty yuan, the money is paid, and the child is innocent."

After speaking with a smile, Gui Wangda just watched He Jinyin freeze in front of him, took half a step forward with one foot, his jaw almost dropped, and his hands bent back and forth.

At first glance, it looks like a standard starting position for long-distance running.

What I fear most is the sudden silence in the air.

Fight with me, he is not good enough.

His eyelids drooped and the corners of his mouth twitched, Gui Wangda ate the noodles proudly. This time, there was no sweat on his forehead.

No, the two masters and disciples should remember so clearly that he only paid 10,000 yuan in tuition, not to mention food and accommodation, and a ham sausage, which is not too much.

The price Gui Wangda asked was worse than the Rongji Bingshu where he worked. He Jinyin was very unconvinced and wanted to leave, but couldn't. Zhou Xiaoxing came over after a while. He still had something to do and asked for his help.

He just left like this, how will he contact Ali again in the future?

I don’t know if he’s being careless, but he always feels that if he doesn’t reveal himself this time, he is the masked Garfield, and a lot of things will happen later.

So, he slowly retracted his hands, put his legs back, and sat down with a smile on his face.

"Actually, I'm already full. I want another piece of ham. I can't finish it. I'll have some free time the next day and eat eight of them."

While talking, I was thinking about exchanging Zhou Xiaoxing’s phone number for Gui Wangda’s?

I definitely don’t want to choose ham sausage. They are sold in all the streets. It’s not cost-effective.

Just when I was worried, I remembered the magazine that Ghost King Da threw away like a treasure? Or was it the martial arts secret book wrapped in a magazine?

No matter which one is fine, just change it.
To be continued...