"No." Jiang Kuo took a bite of Shaomai.

"Are you arguing?" asked Dapao.

"Where are so many questions?" Jiang Kuo tskated. Considering that if he didn't say anything, Dapao might have been asking questions, he briefly added, "I'll discuss it and calm down for a while."

This answer failed to block the cannon's mouth, and he made a breakthrough from another perspective: "...Why do you suddenly have to calm down?"

"Ah..." Jiang Kuo looked out the window, "Why are you so annoyed? You just feel that I'm pushing him too hard, so let go and everyone relax."

"Will you be together in the future?" asked Dapao.

Jiang Kuo turned around and looked at him: "Why are you worried that we will not be together?"

"I think if you really want to find it," Dadou knocked his finger on the steering wheel. "The others are pretty good, so there is no such thing."

"Yo." Jiang Kuo raised his eyebrows, "Old Hu is quite good at remembering people."

"I didn't just say he was good because of the last time he helped," Dapao said, "it's just a feeling."

"Yes," Jiang Kuo smiled, "Then you feel quite right."

"That's right," said Fan Jiabao, "Did I say that I'd just take it if I see it's useful? You fucking emptied me!"

"Yes," Duan Feifan said, "all can be used. You can go to my store to see it, and you have a home."

"Back..." Fan Jiabao laughed, but immediately changed back to his previous tone, "Are you still in San03?"

"Here is here." Duan Feifan said.

"Wait," said Fan Jiabao, "I'm going up now."

After hanging up the phone, Duan Feifan walked into the bedroom and looked at it, thinking about which position to place the bed.

The rent for this house in Fan Jiabao is quite cheap. One is the price given to an acquaintance, and the other is that the rent in this area is not high. Although it is just a street from the market, this street is a major road out of the city. There are a lot of trucks at night, which is a bit noisy.

Overall, it's OK. Turn on the air conditioner at night. The sound outside is not obvious. There were more suitable ones before, but it is not cost-effective to rent them in advance. It's not enough to rent them until now. Fan Jiabao's set is the most suitable one.

Within two minutes, Fan Jiabao called and entered the door, and it seemed that he was nearby.

As soon as he entered the door, Duan Feifan was waiting for him to seek punishment, but Fan Jiabao looked at him and asked, "Do you play cards?"

"...No fight." Duan Feifan said.

"It's late," Fan Jiabao said to his phone, "I can't get anyone out of here now, it's at noon."

After hanging up the phone, he raised his hand and said, "Come on, let me tell you."

Duan Feifan took a look around and saw what else to say in this room?

"Don't decorate yourself, please know," said Fan Jiabao. "The kitchen and bathroom items were replaced only last year. Don't move. If you move, you will restore them to me."

"Yes." Duan Feifan responded.

"You have to take the garbage downstairs by yourself. The property management will not help you get the garbage upstairs now," Fan Jiabao walked around the house, "There is nothing else."

"I understand." Duan Feifan said.

"There aren't any of them available in the warehouse?" Fan Jiabao said, "I remember there are water dispensers or purifiers, and I didn't bring any of them here? You can't use them in the store, right?"

"...Let's take it in the future." Duan Feifan said, "You can't just put it here in front of you."

"Oh," Fan Jiabao sighed, "Take it, it's okay to get it empty. I can rent it out if it's empty. When will you come in to live in this house?"

"July is almost the same," Duan Feifan said, "My dad will come out at that time."

Fan Jiabao glanced at him and reacted quickly: "The one they said Niu Sandao was your father in jail?"

"Yes." Duan Feifan nodded.

"Awesome," Fan Jiabao slapped his face, "Let's go, please have coffee."

"No," Duan Feifan said, "I have to go back to have dinner later."

"What does it mean?" Fan Jiabao looked at him, "Did you ask me to treat you to a meal?"

"Drink coffee," Duan Feifan said, "Let's go."

Fan Jiabao has many houses and shops, but the magical thing is that he seems to have an obsession with opening a coffee shop. In addition to the coffee shop opposite Brother Song’s house and the one he met that day, he also has a coffee shop near the market here.

"Do you open all the coffee shops?" Duan Feifan sat next to the bar and watched Fan Jiabao work hard.

"Well," Fan Jiabao put all the coffee-making guys, "but the location is not good, the business is not good."

"It's okay to do something else," Duan Feifan said.

"It doesn't matter," said Fan Jiabao. "I just like to make coffee and sell coffee. I make all the beans myself."

"I can't see it." Duan Feifan said honestly.

"Yes, don't say you can't see it, my parents can't see it," Fan Jiabao pushed a wine glass-like thing in front of him, "Look, I'm pretty good at doing hand rushing."

Duan Feifan watched him holding a kettle and poured the water into the coffee powder, poured it down, turned it around, and looked at the middle, and he couldn't see what was going on.

Fan Jiabao's performance was in vain. If Jiang Kuo was sitting here, he would probably be able to give him some response.

I sat here and looked through it, and I could only say one sentence: "It's quite interesting."

Fan Jiabao put down the pot and looked at him and sighed: "I guess I'm wrong."

"Hmm?" Duan Feifan smiled.

"I think you seem to know how to drink," said Fan Jiabao. "I thought you could understand a little while with him."

Duan Feifan looked at him and asked after a while: "Who?"

"Jiang Kuo, it's called Jiang Kuo," Fan Jiabao tsk, "Don't pretend to me, you can tell."

Duan Feifan took the coffee and took a sip. It was much more difficult than the tea made by Jiang Kuo.

"It's better than I thought." He praised against his will.

"Then you two have the same taste," Fan Jiabao started making coffee for himself, "The same style he drank last time."

"You have a good memory." Duan Feifan smiled.

To be precise, your memory is quite unique. I can't remember what Jiang Kuo's name is, but I remember what coffee he drank.

Is the business so sluggish? I have sold a cup of coffee to Jiang Kuo in the past six months.

"I usually come here in love," said Fan Jiabao. "I can't remember anyone else. I can remember you because you are two men, so it's rare."

"Well," Duan Feifan looked at the store, "Do you have no employees in this store?"

"There's still there in the morning, but it's gone now," said Fan Jiabao. "I'll let me scold you and run away. I have to scold you and run away in a month."

"I have a bad temper." Duan Feifan said.

"We rich second generation have this temper," said Fan Jiabao.

Duan Feifan looked at him without saying anything.

This is not very true. Jiang Kuo has no such temper. It is true that he doesn't keep his emotions in check, but he doesn't even bother to open a store and he probably doesn't want to scold people.

"That's different from Jiang Kuo," said Fan Jiabao. "I, the second generation of nouveau riche, have a bad temper. His family should be really rich and look down on us."

"No," Duan Feifan said, "he is not that kind of person."

"If you have time, ask him to come and have fun," said Fan Jiabao. "You two don't have money to come and have me not here. You can do it yourself."

"Okay," Duan Feifan nodded, "If you want to eat beef, go to the store to get it."

Fan Jiabao took a sip of coffee and looked at him and smiled: "Did Jiang Kuo go home during holiday?"

Yo, do you know this?

"Yes." Duan Feifan nodded.

"I guess that's it," Fan Jiabao sighed, "It seems that you are not energetic, you have a dying eyebrow."

Duan Feifan twitched.

"You go with him to play with him," said Fan Jiabao.

"I have a lot of things here, I can't get out of it." Duan Feifan said.

"Then let him not go back," said Fan Jiabao. "It's hard, it's obvious that he has just been in talks for a few days."

"Hmm?" Duan Feifan smiled, "He is determined to go back."

"How funny, will you go back after you have decided to go back?" Fan Jiabao's voice became louder and he looked at him with disgust, "Just say don't go back, stay! Stay with me!"

Duan Feifan didn't say anything, feeling that he was about to sing the next second.

"Yes," Fan Jiabao knocked on the bar, "If he is fine, he will definitely not leave."

"Then he has something to do." Duan Feifan smiled.

"If you have something, he will tell you if you have something, then leave!" Fan Jiabao said, "Then it's not too late for you to die here."

"Fuck." Duan Feifan smiled and took a sip of coffee.

Fan Jiabao expressed it a little exaggeratedly, but it seemed that it was not completely unreasonable. It was considered special to look at this situation. He did not have any requirements for Jiang Kuo.

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