Chapter 232

If you lose this kind of thing once, there will be no psychological pressure if you lose it again.

Red boy found Zheng Feiyue again, said he needed a job, and said he wanted to make money to buy skin - the baby King disdained to lie.

Zheng Feiyue: "

To tell the truth, he felt that he might have ruined the baby.

Maybe the moment Wang Zihao took out his mobile phone and opened the king's pesticide, everything could not be recovered.

"Arrange me a job, preferably at night, because I want to play games during the day." red boy said again when he saw that Zheng Feiyue had been speechless for a long time.

Play games during the day and work at night to buy skin.

Zheng Feiyue felt unable to make complaints about it. He held up for a long time and said, "if you move bricks, you will have all the mechanized operations at night and less manpower needs."

The red child said, "I'll go to practice with you. Although the salary is lower, at least I can buy a set of skin first to deal with emergencies."

"The martial arts school also has a rest in the evening. Besides, people have recruited senior companions. In other words, didn't you mean to insult the style of the door?" Zheng Feiyue said with a strong smile.

How could the red boy not hear the irony? He got angry immediately and snorted angrily: "I don't need you. I'll find a way by myself!"

With that, the little guy left and showed Zheng Feiyue's white ass eggs.

night.

Red boy turned off the computer, turned to Wang Zihao and said, "do you have money? Borrow some."

Naturally, Wang Zihao was rich, but his uncle told him not to borrow money from red boy, so he shook his head and said, "I don't have money either."

"Where did you get those game equipment?" asked the red boy.

Wang Zihao turned his eyes and said, "I also earned it from working."

"Can you make money?" the red boy looked contemptuous.

Wang Zihao raised his chest and said, "of course, why can't I make money!"

"What would you do?"

"I... I..."

After thinking for a long time, Wang Zihao found that he didn't seem to be able to do anything except spend money, but the good man's self-esteem made him say, "don't worry, anyway, I can make money!"

The red boy's eyes were slightly bright and said, "do you have a way to make money? Introduce one to me."

"Well..."

Wang Zihao thought that I know a fart way to make money, but there are a lot of ways to spend money.

He thought for a moment, took out his mobile phone, pulled several hosts other than Zheng Feiyue into a group, and sent a message inside: "red boy wants to make money. Who has a way?"

Xu Mu replied, "No."

Tong Yan replied: "not at the moment. Tomorrow I'll ask my father if the martial arts school still recruits sparring practitioners?"

Zheng Xinyue replied: "no... wait, if red boy wants to make money, I have a way."

Wang Zihao poked the mobile phone screen in front of red boy and said proudly, "look, you've found a way to make money."

Red boy took his mobile phone in surprise, directly used Wang Zihao's account @ to Zheng Xinyue, typed and said, "what way? Is it fast to get the money?"

Zheng Xinyue: "my current experiment lacks an experimental object. If you are willing to come, I will give you 5000 yuan a day!"

The huge sum of 5000 yuan made the red child's eyes close. His head automatically ignored the words "experimental object" and asked, "is it OK at night? I only have time at night."

"Time is free."

"OK, I did it."

"Come to my lab at eight tomorrow evening."

Red boy returns his mobile phone to Wang Zihao and continues to match excitedly.

Wang Zihao looked at the chat content in the group and looked at the back of red boy, full of admiration.

To be a mouse for Zheng Xinyue?

Hang!

……

8 p.m.

Someone's exclusive laboratory.

Zheng Xinyue pointed to the red boy's belly pocket and said, "take this off!"

The red boy was silly and said, "why take off his clothes?"

"Wearing clothes affects the test effect."

Zheng Xinyue said and forced the red boy's belly pocket down.

The red boy covered little Dingding and was very ashamed and angry. He said, "great humiliation! Great humiliation!"

"Do you still do it?" Zheng Xinyue asked.

The red boy gritted his teeth and said, "do it! I'll fight for the skin of a hero."

"Good. Come in with me."

The door of the laboratory closed slowly.

Then fall into darkness.

Three hours later.

The red boy covered his stomach and walked out of the laboratory with a tired face.

He was holding his red belly pocket with 5000 yuan in it.

"I have money, I want to buy skin, I want to buy skin!" the red boy put on his belly pocket and ran home excitedly with a lot of money.

On this day, the holy Baby King in three circles made great contributions to the progress of human science and technology, making human research on the species of immortals progress by leaps and bounds.

……

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Red boy comes to Zheng Xinyue's laboratory again.

"I need more money," said the red boy.

Zheng Xinyue readily agrees.

……

Three days and three days.

The red boy appears again.

Zheng Xinyue looked at him up and down, like selecting goods. Finally, he said, "this is the last time. You have no research value."

Red boy doesn't understand the value of research, but he needs money.

Recently, he became addicted to a game called "Jedi survival".

But there are too many people hanging in that game. No matter how sharp he operates or how bad his shooting is, he can't do that group of hanging people.

So he needs to buy a plug-in!

……

……

It's dinner time again.

Zheng Feiyue was eating and suddenly said, "I haven't seen the red boy for several days. What is he doing?"

As the No. 1 spy, Prince Hao like replied, "playing chicken in the room, this guy recently got an automatic aiming hook. He is addicted to killing all day and can't extricate himself!"

Zheng Feiyue: "

Is it really good to hang up?

Aren't you afraid to become an orphan?

He wanted to dissuade him, but he thought that red boy had been playing games here for more than 20 days and there were few games left in January, so he let him go.

As for giving up internet addiction and so on, let the ox demon king and Guanyin have a headache. I don't know which Buddhist teaching is better than the lightning Dharma King's electric shock therapy?!

"That's right."

Zheng Feiyue suddenly remembered something and said, "where did the boy get the money to buy plug-ins?"

Zheng Xinyue said, "he has been a white mouse for me several times, 5000 yuan each time. Now I don't want to see him. I pester me all day and ask me if I want to study him. I'm so tired!"

Zheng Feiyue was silent. The old sister still couldn't help but aim at the immortal.

The next second, he said, "what's new?"

"Don't mention it." Zheng Xinyue waved his hand and looked unlucky. "Immortals are no different from us. It's just that they have strong physical quality. Our hosts can achieve it - they blinded me by tens of thousands of yuan."

People: "

Too old fellow iron.

I'm an immortal. I've made you a mouse. You're not satisfied!