"I will take a look at the construction site next to me..."

"Then can your waist work?" Beibei intentionally made excuses. Before Peng Cheng finished speaking, he said he was going to the construction site again, which was really disheartening.

The two of them walked home. This time, Beibei mentioned changing jobs first. They still remembered the construction site. The road was so extended that it could not see the end. Peng Cheng walked in front of her with Beibei's hand. In his eyes, the road was a street tree that was seen more clearly.

"I won't talk about this for now, I'm upset."

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After that, the two of them never mentioned work anymore. Beibei gradually felt that Peng Cheng was different, but she didn't care much. That was originally something she was reluctant to do, and she had to avoid it. At this time, Peng Cheng's feelings, or the unequal relationship between them, he never expressed his demands! So they didn't understand each other. Two selfish people are always extravagant to love each other. In the end, they will long for each other to understand themselves.

Beibei's mood became more and more irritable. She couldn't tell where Peng Cheng's difference was, but she felt that his love was getting farther and farther away from him. Most people were contradictory! Anyway, Beibei was yes, Beibei often felt that she was so shameless about Peng Cheng's feelings. She longed for him to love him. Every time Peng Cheng made her disgusted, she hoped that he would disappear forever, or never appeared. As for his love, she still wanted it. Humph, it was shameless and unspeakable.

Peng Cheng spent a few days in the room, eating, drinking, surfing the Internet, and calling Beibei every day for money. He didn't know what else he could do. He really didn't want to go to the scout anymore. He was already a man in his thirties and stood with his children of seventeen or eighteen. He would never do it. Beibei quarreled with him several times, all for work. He didn't understand why Beibei didn't understand him, why the person who should understand him the most was the one who shouted the most. Even the duck-dry Xiaoze could understand his difficulties, but Beibei didn't know that she almost didn't want to listen.

So Peng Cheng chose not to do anything, just stay at home, just stay at home, eat, surf the Internet, smoke, and repeat. This is the side benefit of love. If you don’t want to work, your lover will be responsible for supporting you. If he can’t support you, then he must find a way to find a job you are willing to do. A friend of Beibei has always been a business for fast-moving consumer goods. That job is different from a waiter. She thought about it for a long time, and maybe Peng Cheng would be willing to go there, so she told him a rough idea. Fortunately, he also felt that this job was the most suitable for him.

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Today's fast-moving consumer goods industry is just a little bit of goods, and it can't make a lot of money, but Peng Cheng likes this. Beibei has found a lot of recruitment information for him, and he seems extremely enthusiastic, but Peng Cheng has been distracted. It's not that he doesn't want to go, he really goes to try it, but whenever the other party asks him to come for an interview, Peng Cheng is a little angry. He can't ignore his flaws and can face it confidently. Although he really thinks he is very suitable for this job, Peng Cheng is still hesitant, so he still stays in the Internet cafe every day, playing games, playing games, and continuing to play games, like a paranoid.

Every day, Peng Cheng asked Beibei for some money, money for online money, money for meals, money for smoking, all the money, anyway. Although there are quite a lot of money, fortunately, the total amount is not large, only 30 or 50. Peng Cheng doesn't want it if he has more. He said he couldn't control himself and could spend as much as he could. But even these 30 or 50 made Beibei quickly fall into an economic crisis. Her entire salary was still not enough for Peng Cheng, and she had to borrow a little. Not long after, Beibei couldn't bear it. She was not just a problem of not spending herself, but finally the straw was pressed over and the debt collection began.

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"Sister, I'm a little bit tight recently, that's the money." Beibei responded before the other party finished speaking. She was so ashamed that she would give the money in the afternoon.

Like a turkey stripped naked, Beibei felt very bad. She put down the phone and did not borrow money first, but called Peng Cheng first. Her current dilemma was caused by him. Now he can still stay in an Internet cafe, spending his own money online and playing games every day. That is simply...it's speechless.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm having fun." Peng Cheng said calmly, perhaps all this was harmless to him.

"Why are you still playing?" The girl deliberately emphasized her tone. The book was not intentional. She just got angry inside and couldn't stand it.

"Then what am I doing?" Peng Cheng was still dull and he seemed to be slow.

"I don't know what you can do?"

Beibei suddenly lost his energy. This sentence no longer yelled, but just an unnecessary angrily word. He hummed out from his teeth, but ignited Peng Cheng's anger: "I tell you, I'm playing! Can you understand what I say? This is all human, I don't want to talk nonsense."

"Okay, you play!" Beibei's heart suddenly became cold. She was surprised that he yelled at herself, as if he had never yelled before. She didn't even understand why she had the face to be the most heartbroken for him yelling at herself. Didn't she always do this?

"What are you going to do? Tell me, let me hear what you want to do?" Peng Cheng continued to relent. He had a problem of quarreling to the end and was quite out of control.

"Okay, you play! I won't do anything." Beibei hung up the phone and felt sad and slid over, tears rolled down again, but before she could cry enough, Peng Cheng called back.

"No, I'm over worried. What do you say you're doing? What do you call?" He hugged him tightly, obviously he couldn't control himself: "Fuck, xx is dead again." As he said that, Peng Cheng tried hard to hit the keyboard, and the bell rang three times.

"I owe money! If you don't look for a job, just play there."

After all, he was angry. The young man calmed down after hearing the girl's words. He passed by quietly for a long time on the phone: "Okay, do you have anything else?"

"It's gone."

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If the argument goes like this, it should have a good result. If Peng Cheng is still a little bit arrogant, he should find a job under the accusation of this phone call? But Peng Cheng doesn't, huh, no, Beibei just got off work, and his phone came again.

"Wife, come here!" It seemed as if the quarrel in the daytime did not happen, Peng Cheng said lightly, as if he had said everything.

"What did I go over to do?"

"Okay, then you can't come!" Peng Cheng snorted, and his words were helpless mockery.

"What do you want me to go over?"

"It's okay, don't come over, I'll hang up." The young man hung up the phone, but just hung up the phone, he immediately called again.

"Baibei, you are so cruel! You don't know if I don't have money. I'm all hungry." He could hear it, he was hugging and shouting. Maybe he thought Beibei would call him to coax him immediately, but it turned out that she didn't have it at all, so he got angry.

"I don't give you enough money. Didn't you eat?"

"Just fifty, smoking, surfing the Internet, how can you still have money to eat?"

"Then why don't you eat? Isn't it enough if you don't eat online?"

"You let me stay in the small house all the time? I can't stand it."

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Chapter completed!