What is the purpose of learning God to be a network administrator?

Chapter 14

Fan Zhe'an is no stranger to Xu Zhencheng's yellow waste from time to time.

"Then you haven't met someone you like, how can you talk?" Fan Zhe'an took out another test paper.

"If you don't meet someone you like, then settle for the next best thing. If you have a liking, you can give it a try. Only when you take the initiative will you have a story." Xu Zhencheng leaned over and whispered, "People like you have a strong desire to conquer, right? I really want to see how you chase others, it is probably very exciting."

Fan Zhe'an looked at Xu Zhencheng's cheap look, and said helplessly: "I admit this, if I have a good impression, I will definitely try it, the key is that my heart is as calm as water now, and the only thing that can arouse my competitive spirit at this stage is that One hundred thousand."

Xu Zhenzhen, who is self-defeating, put his legs on the bar, "Money is something outside of us, and we still have to find the meaning of life." After he finished speaking, he might feel that it was not philosophical enough, so he sang "How invincible is, how lonely..."

Fan Zhe'an touched the face that had been smiling too much recently, and he didn't hold back his smile again.

Xu Zhencheng often does this, the first sentence is teasing, and the next sentence is a big reason, making it difficult for people to understand his mind.

Occasionally, there will be some game activities looking for Internet cafes. Xu Zhencheng finds it troublesome and hardly picks up, but he will follow up the activities of his favorite shooting game.It is a joint activity with Internet cafes. You can get limited skins by playing as many games as you want in the designated Internet cafes.

For this skin, Xu Zhenzhen has been playing games more diligently recently, spending a lot more time in Internet cafes than usual.

He was playing happily that day, when he heard someone looking for trouble at the bar, he was shot in the head because he was distracted.

Boss Xu was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was holding a 50 yuan bill, and aggressively asked Xiong Er, "You mentally retarded, find me a counterfeit bill?" After tapping the surface of the banknote twice, the fallen dark green was printed on the man's finger.

Xiong Er is very serious in his work, he can't break sentences and he can't pick the key points. He said from beginning to end: "You come in and give me 100 yuan, and you need to charge 50 yuan for the Internet fee. I will ask you for [-] yuan. One, Hour.com, just came to find it, and yours is □□.”

The monkey-cheeked man looked down on Xiong Er, who spoke like cotton in his mouth, and simply said to Xu Chengxin, who had a bad face, "Are you the boss? Tell me what to do, looking for counterfeit banknotes is a big deal. , you don't want to lose face, do you?"

Xu Chengxin looked at Xiong Er, Xiong Er's face was flushed, and he wanted to explain to Xu Zhenxin, but Xu Zhenxin said, "I'll handle it."

Then Xiong Er stopped talking, he walked to the rest area, pulled Fan Zhean who was doing homework to earn extra money, and asked him to help adjust the monitoring from the host.

Xu Chengcheng handed the monkey-cheeked man a cigarette, and the monkey-cheeked man took it, stuffed it into his mouth and lit it, and said in a cloud of smoke, "Boss, don't you understand the principle of paying ten for a fake one? Five hundred is fine." Yes, give me four hundred, and I will not pursue this matter."

Xu Zhenzhen stuffed the cigarette case into his trouser pocket, and when he took it out, there was an extra cigarette between his fingers, and he put the cigarette in his mouth, "Brother, you have to pay attention to evidence when you encounter something, wait, I'll go Look at the monitoring and give you an answer."

Fan Zhe'an has already tuned out the surveillance, and watched the video of this time period at double speed. After the monkey-cheeked man stuffed the dark green banknote into his trouser pocket, he went to the low-end area to surf the Internet. I came out to have a look, and then went to the bar to make trouble.

Just looking at the monitor can't see the problem.

Fan Zhe'an said: "The acting is quite similar."

The monkey-cheeked man exploded, "Who do you think played it? Your store gives customers change for money. In this case, I can call the police directly."

Xu Chengxin pointed to the zippo in Fan Zhean's hand, Fan Zhean understood immediately, picked up the zippo and lifted the lid, Xu Zhenzhen lowered his head, and tapped his finger on the back of Fan Zhean's hand three times.

Xu Zhencheng took a puff of cigarette and said to the monkey-cheeked man, "Brother, look at the brand of the cigarette in your hand."

The monkey-cheeked man glanced at the pipe, and the old smoker recognized it immediately, "Soft."

Xu Zhenzhen stretched out the hand holding the cigarette, "Then what about this one in my hand?"

The monkey-cheeked man had a problem. He didn't recognize the thin cigarette in Xu Zhencheng's hand, "You are a big man smoking women's cigarettes? Is the flavor enough?"

"Enough," Xu Zhenzhen took a puff of his cigarette and continued, "You saw it just now, I handed you a cigarette and took one for myself, but why are there two types in the same cigarette case?"

Fan Zhean leaned back and watched Xu Chengxin playing psychological warfare.

The monkey-cheeked man didn't understand at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that there was something in Xu Zhenzhen's words.

"Because I have a trouser pocket," Xu Zhenzhen patted his trouser pocket and said, "It's not difficult. I usually carry two kinds of cigarettes, one for others and one for myself. Do you think I'm smart? But others can see it at a glance. The difference between the two types of smoke comes out."

The monkey-cheeked man's expression changed drastically, due to psychological effects, he subconsciously covered his trouser pocket, because there was money that Xiong Er was really looking for him in.

"It's too clear to say nothing," Xu Zhengzheng flicked the cigarette ash, "The deception must keep pace with the times. Not everyone wants to spend money to save trouble. Those who can blackmail me are still wearing crotch pants, you? Practice again practice."

The monkey-cheeked man has used this trick many times, because the amount of fraud is not much, most people choose to spend money to save trouble, and he is rarely exposed in person.

The monkey-cheeked man yelled loudly, "Since you say that, I'll call the police directly!"

Xu Chengcheng looked at the uneducated monkey-cheeked man a little speechlessly.

Fan Zhe'an responded lightly: "Using counterfeit banknotes without committing a crime will be punished by detention for no more than [-] days. But knowingly committing fraud, even if the amount of money is not large, is a fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years."

The monkey-cheeked man looked at the expressionless Fan Zhe'an, trembling with fright, and looked at Xu Chengxin resentfully, seeing that he couldn't get any good, he turned and left.

Xu Chengcheng waited for the monkey-cheeked man to leave before he started cursing passionately. By the way, he gave Xiong Er a scolding, so that Xiong Er would not have to reason with this kind of person in the future. He could either call him or beat him up directly, and he was to blame for the accident.

On the way back, Fan Zhe'an asked him: "Boss Xu, have you never been deceived by someone as shrewd as you?"

Xu Zhencheng was folding a little frog out of a cigarette case, "I've been cheated by someone before, it's a terrible scam, it's the kind of person who loses money and has snot and tears."

With his casual look, he obviously didn't take this topic seriously.

Fan Zhe'an put on the earphones, and from time to time, he would check if Xu Zhenzhen, who was focusing on stacking things, had strayed.

Xu Zhenzhen folded the frogs, got interested in chatting, and pulled off one of Fan Zhean's earphones and said, "I have not only been lied to, but also blackmailed."

Verzheian came back from his own world and uttered a confused monosyllable.

"It's you, kid, who's blackmailing me now," Xu Zhencheng pretended to be vicious, "Let me take care of my food, wear my clothes and pants, go to work and do other things all the time, and you've taken advantage of it all. "

Fan Zhe'an said embarrassingly: "Boss Xu's lesson is that I do too little for you. It's fine if I get deducted from three-digit wages every day. If I cook and wash your clothes every day, even if I don't go to the Internet cafe, I have to make a special trip to take you there, and you despise it as a two-wheeled bicycle, which is not elegant enough..."

Xu Zhenzhen put his index finger in front of his lips, and said with a distorted expression: "Stop talking, it makes me feel sorry for you."

Fan Zhe'an put the earphones back into his ears again, showing Xu Zhencheng's most unbearable grievance expression.

This trick worked very well. When Fan Zhe'an asked Xu Chengxin to wash the dishes at night with an aggrieved expression, Xu Chengxin just cursed and took the dishes away for washing.

In the evening, Xu Zhenzhen packed up early, lay down on the bed, and read the little bedtime book that he read halfway last time again.

The writing is good and the meat is delicious, but the plot is pretty silly.Attacking those overbearing quotations is oily enough to cook, but Shou is so cowardly that he dare not even say a hard word.

Xu Zhencheng scolded while watching, wishing to snatch the author's keyboard and write it himself.After insisting on watching for a while, I lost the desire to continue watching.

Still some interesting little movies.Xu Zhencheng purposely dug out a treasured movie, the kind with the two male protagonists.He doesn't like to wear headphones, and usually listens outside.

Now Fan Zhe'an is in the living room.The soundproofing of the individual rooms was good, but he wasn't sure if it was good enough to completely block out the sound.

So Xu Zhencheng took out the earphones that he hadn't used for a long time from the bedside table, and covered himself with a thick quilt.

perfect.

Fan Zhe'an in the living room used his mobile phone to give online lessons to junior high school students, and remembered that there were still things he hadn't discussed with Xu Zhencheng.Looking at the time, it was only nine o'clock, the night owl Xu Zhenzhen must have not slept.

Fan Zhe'an knocked on the door symbolically, "Boss Xu, I have something to ask you."

"I'm in."

Fan Zhe'an unscrewed the door, the lights in the bedroom were dim, only the LED light that came with the bedside table was shining.He was connected to the quilt through the data cable, and he judged that the bulging quilt was Xu Zhencheng.

The quilt is moving like a caterpillar, and it seems that it is not sleeping.Fan Zhean turned on the headlight.

The quilt suddenly stopped moving, and then the person lying on the corpse suddenly lifted his coffin board, and looked at Fan Zhean who was standing upright in shock.

Xu Zhenzhen's neckline was slung across his shoulders, a large area of ​​white skin, an earphone that fell from his ear fell into the socket of his collarbone, his hair was a little messy, as if he had run 3000 meters, and his breathing was very uneven.

There was still a lot of movement on the screen of his mobile phone, and the camera was aimed at the key parts.

Fan Zhe'an's face was not yet red, but Xu Zhenzhen's face turned an abnormal pink color. This kind of blush would not be visible on other people's faces, but Xu Zhenxin's complexion is fair, and with a little color, he can be seen by others Be clear.

This was the first time Fan Zhe'an saw Xu Chengxin blushing, and felt very fresh, "Boss Xu, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were addressing your physical needs."

Xu Zhencheng turned off the phone, calmed down and said, "Xiao Faner, how many times have you interrupted my good deeds?"

Fan Zhe'an walked over and sat down on the bed, "Not before?"

Xu Zhencheng put the phone and earphones aside, pulled up his collar, "It's only three things, there will be a next time..."

He spoke halfway and didn't continue, but looked at Fan Zhe'an with a look of deep meaning.

Fan Zhe'an was still thinking about what kind of small movie Xu Zhencheng watched just now, judging from the one or two scenes where the faces could not be seen clearly, it felt that the actions of the two were quite intense.

"There will be another time..." Xu Zhencheng tugged on Fan Zhe'an's collar, pulled him closer, and whispered in his ear, "You can solve it for me."

Fan Zhe'an leaned on the bed to stabilize his center of gravity and moved his hands.