After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Zhang Bo'er's neighbors threatened Zhang Bo'er with long-term interests.

In the earphones, Feng Yin's voice sounded: Tell him, you can, you can always call the police.

"I can! If you dare to decorate beyond the time limit, I can always call the police! Call the police every day. Anyway, I have no job, I am unemployed, and there is nothing else. It's all time."

Following Feng Yin's voice control guidance, Zhang Bo'er outputted a steady wave.

The man doing the decoration didn't expect Zhang Bo'er's toughness. Why does it feel different from yesterday?
At this time, Zhang Boer was holding his mobile phone and pretending to make a call.

"If you make too much noise, you can be fined."

"No, no, no - I'm just on a deadline, and my partner is urging me to get married. I didn't mean to do this. Brother, don't be like this. Do you want to smoke?"

The man changed his routine, crossed his arms and took out cigarettes from his pocket, intending to light one for Zhang Bo'er.

"I'm less than 25."

Zhang Bo'er said that the man couldn't hand out the cigarette.

Under 25, you have a house?
"Brother, you bought a house very early. How much did you pay for it?"

On the one hand, the man was getting closer, but on the other hand, his inconspicuous jealousy made him want to find some sense of superiority in Zhang Bo'er.

A 25-year-old unemployed young man actually bought the same house as him, which made him feel unbalanced and a little sour.

No one wants you to be good, no one wants you to be better than him, this is the nature of the world.

"It's none of your business! Stop decorating for a while and don't try to fool me. I'm your neighbor on the left now, but I can still be upstairs or downstairs."

Zhang Bo'er held up a finger very pretentiously, pointing up and down, and said in the man's confused eyes: "The upstairs and downstairs are mine."

"I can move easily without your influence, but your house is not easy to move, right?"

"I drive screws 24 hours a day upstairs and drive an electric drill 360 days a day downstairs. It will definitely be fun."

The man didn't know if Zhang Bo'er was bluffing. His eyes were calm and his posture was too relaxed, as if it was an ordinary thing.

In fact, in Zhang Bo'er's earphones, Feng Yin shouted rhythmically: Huh--breathe--huh--breathe--

"Okay, okay, I'll stop now, I'll stop now, we will be neighbors from now on." The man did not continue to be tough. He went in and shouted, "That's it for today." The noise of the decoration finally stopped.

Zhang Bo'er nodded slightly to the man, and returned to his house with a calm demeanor as if the mountain was about to collapse before his eyes.

Enter the house, close the door, and slump to the floor, all in one go.

Zhang Bo'er leaned against the door panel, feeling his beating heart, breathing heavily, and looked up at Feng Yin.

"Boss, being the boss is not easy!"

"If it were simple, wouldn't anyone be able to do it?"

Feng Yin gave Li Sanyi a look, and Li Sanyi quickly stepped forward to help Zhang Bo'er up. Lin Yu also stepped forward, and the two of them helped Zhang Bo'er sit down on the sofa.

"Lack of practice."

Feng Yin, who left two words behind, entered the kitchen and started making the midnight snack.

There is no complicated dish, just a pot of rice and a pot of spicy hot pot to eat.

After the supper, it was already 10:30 pm.

Feng Yin told the trio that they would live broadcast the day after tomorrow and rest tomorrow.

Li Sanyi asked in surprise: "Why?"

Feng Yin looked at Li Sanyi with the same surprise.

"Do you remember that you are an agent? You don't even know about such hot news on the Internet!"

After Feng Yin finished speaking, he left. Li Sanyi quickly opened his phone and saw all kinds of hot searches.

Billionaire? grandmother? The wind sings?

What do you mean! He is the only poor person in the group of four!