Gu Cheng couldn't listen anymore. His head was filled with black threads, so he interrupted Shang Yan's continued questioning.

"You're almost done. Why do you make it look like yours?"

"Isn't your home my home? Besides, when my junior sister comes, we senior brothers must take good care of her,"

Shang Yan spoke righteously, but Gu Cheng, who knew him well, knew that he must have been confused by the junior sister's compliments again. You must know that fame in the school is what Shang Yan is most proud of, no matter what

Whenever I mention it, it always seems to be reminiscing about the past.

Zhang Li was sitting in her seat, watching the two people arguing, covering her mouth and smiling. She knew that this was the way the two got along, but what she didn't expect was that after so many years of graduation, the relationship between the two was still the same.

Such closeness is not the same as for her. Since I went abroad, I have lost contact with my classmates, and the paths we have taken are getting farther and farther. When we meet occasionally, it seems that we no longer know what to talk about.

"Brother, I came here this time just to deliver books. Now that the application has been completed, it's time to go back. We all have each other's contact information. We will contact you at any time if there is anything in the future. At the same time, I will also follow up with the publisher.

Regarding the shipment status, we will inform you as soon as possible if there is any information.”

Zhang Li said, stood up and was about to leave, picking up his handbag as well.

"Leave now? Stay and have a meal. Why are you so polite when you come to Senior Brother?"

Gu Cheng was a little stunned, then stood up and spoke to persuade him to stay.

"That's right, let's have a meal and then leave. You see, it's a bit inappropriate for you to leave as soon as I come back. You also said that I am your idol, but now I look more like a negative fan."

Shang Yan on the other side also started teasing. This way of retaining Zhang Li made Zhang Li smile bitterly.

"No need, brother, I have something to do when I go back at noon. It may not be convenient this time. Next time, I will come over in advance. I have to go to the printing factory to keep an eye on the subsequent distribution and publicity.

The plans have to be carried out simultaneously, and time is not that sufficient.”

Although he was very shaken in his heart, Zhang Li knew that this was not a good time to stay. Although we were alumni and talked very close to each other, it was still the first time we met, so it was not appropriate to stay rashly.

,

"Well, that's okay, then:

Seeing Zhang Li's resolute attitude, Gu Cheng had no choice but to give up. He followed Zhang Li and walked forward, preparing to send him downstairs to fulfill his basic responsibilities as a master.

"There's no need to send it off, senior brother. I'm already familiar with this area. The car is downstairs. You can stay here and we'll contact you by phone later."

Gu Cheng, who wanted to continue following, was stopped by Zhang Li. He said hello to Xiao Youyou again, and then pressed the elevator button.

After watching the elevator descend, Gu Chengcai returned home with his daughter in his arms. He said hello to Sun Ya who was busy in the kitchen. The people eating today were the same as yesterday. Nothing had changed, and then he came to the living room.

"Chengzi, she said I am her idol,"

Shang Yan obviously hadn't recovered from Zhang Li's flattery yet and happily showed off to Gu Cheng. This kind of showing off did not stimulate Gu Cheng's mood at all. His face was calm and he spoke very perfunctorily.

"Yes, yes, you are an idol, you are a heartthrob, where are the things I asked you to buy?"

Seeing Gu Cheng's attitude, Shang Yan just assumed that he was jealous of his popularity. Although he was the lead singer when he formed a band at school, it was his guitarist who attracted the most attention from girls.

"Here, this is it, butter. I told the store to put it on the door."

Shang Yan pointed to the small bucket he had just placed on the ground, spoke, and then fell down on the sofa. Running around to buy things was very tiring, and now it was his rest time.

"Are you a pig?"

Gu Cheng was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. He looked at the bright words 10 liters on the barrel and sighed helplessly.

"What's wrong? Did you buy the wrong one?"

Shang Yan turned his head and looked at Gu Cheng, waiting for his next words.

"I only need one door. You just bought me ten liters. I won't be able to use it until I die. A little bit for one door is enough."

Gu Cheng looked at the big bucket in front of him and felt like crying, but it was because he didn't explain it clearly. If he asked a young man to run errands for him, wouldn't this be the result?

"You're right. Just buy more. There's a small bucket in his store. I was afraid it wouldn't be enough, so I just bought a big bucket. Besides, just use it slowly if you can't finish it. You'll always use it."

Finished."

Shang Yan didn't seem to care. He waved his hand and comforted Gu Cheng. It seemed that he didn't take the other person's complaints to his heart at all.

"But I'm quite surprised. With your IQ, you can actually buy lubricant instead of buying butter as I said. Otherwise, we would all be eating buttered bread at night."

Gu Cheng looked at Shang Yan, his words were full of sarcasm, but Mr. Shang didn't hear it at all and thought he was praising himself.

"That's not true. I really thought I wanted butter at first, so I was planning to go to the supermarket, but when I passed by a store that repairs doors and sells hardware, someone told me to just buy this one. Am I smart?"

Looking at Shang Yan who was still triumphant, Gu Cheng no longer wanted to continue scolding him. There are always people in this world who can put away your anger with just a few words. It doesn't matter if they make you cry, laugh.

Neither.

The butter in Gu Cheng's mouth is naturally not the kind of butter that is spread on bread. That kind of butter is a product of milk processing and its main function is as a condiment. The butter he wants is entirely calcium-based grease and has a yellow appearance.

Like lard, people vividly call it butter.

The main function of this lubricating oil is to lubricate, which can just solve the problem of rusty doors and increased pushing and pulling noises.

Looking at the large bucket in front of him, Gu Cheng had no other choice. He handed his daughter to Shang Yan on the side, then lifted the bucket himself and came to the bedroom door.

Putting on the disposable gloves left over from the last time I ate roast duck, I scooped up a piece of yellow grease and carefully applied it to the connection between the door and the frame. After doing this, I continued to push and pull it a few times to allow the grease to fully coat the door.

The top is lubricated and the original noise becomes inaudible.

"Look, that's all I need."

Gu Cheng carried the bucket and showed the other party how much lubricant was left. He just used not even one-fiftieth of it, which shows how much Shang Yan bought.

The final destination of this bucket of lubricating oil was to be placed in the clutter corner aside. I thought that the new house might also face this kind of problem in the future. I would just use this when the time comes. If not, I would ask Sun Nan to come and pick it up another day. She took over it.
Chapter completed!