Additional content! After his own persuasion, Lao Gu decided to postpone it! It will not affect the sales of the game!

The somatosensory cabin market! Xunteng and Yiyou are already sure to win! There will be no more big announcements!

Everything is ready!

Now just wait and lose money!

1.3 billion!

It feels good just thinking about it!

Shen Miaomiao was in high spirits!

Shen Miao was overjoyed!

Shen Miaomiao is sure to win!

"To express my apology! This president has decided to treat you to a feast today! As long as you can name it, it doesn't matter whether it's flying in the sky, swimming in the water, or walking on the ground!"

Shen Miaomiao waved her little hand with great courage!

"Tell me! What are you eating today!"

…

"...You ate an electric cannon, Brother Sheng?"

Monday morning!

Office of the Vice President of Golden Wind.

Dajiang looked at Gu Sheng carefully (half panda version):

"Who beat you? Why don't you call me and Lao Lu, and we can help you out?"

"I don't want to cause any more casualties,"

Gu Sheng took a mouthful of noodles and said:

"The enemy is too strong, you two can't defeat him."

Lu Bian is such a smart person. He kept his mouth shut and ate the buns without saying a word. He could guess who gave the electric cannon by blind guessing.

Dajiang is not happy anymore!

"Who is it? So arrogant?"

The five big and three thick rivers have never been afraid of anyone:

"Brother Sheng, give me a name and I will put him in the newspaper tomorrow!"

Hearing this, Gu Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Shen Miaomiao."

Ojiang was filled with indignation and was interrupted from casting a spell.

After a moment of silence, I took out the eggs I bought in the morning:

"Brother Sheng, why don't you roll an egg in your eye socket? It is said that if there is any swelling, rolling it in an egg can reduce the swelling."

Gu Sheng looked at Da Jiang and opened his mouth: "Then you can't get rid of the tea eggs, right?"

puff--

Lu Bian, who was drinking porridge next to him, didn't hold back and squirted out. He hurriedly found a tissue to wipe it: "Ahem...cough...what the hell are you nagging about every day..."

The three of them laughed for a long time, and Gu Sheng also told them the cause and effect of the panda eyes.

"What a desperate move,"

Gu Sheng touched his eye socket and grinned in pain:

"I was in a daze while sleeping, and it just hit me."

Hearing this, Lu Bian gave him a teasing look: "Does it smell good?"

Gu Sheng frowned slightly and thought for a moment: "Yeah!"

"You can't fucking save you..."

Lu Bianfu said that he often seemed incompatible with the company because he was not perverted enough.

"By the way, speaking of this,"

After being speechless for a moment, Lu Bian took a sip of porridge and asked:

"What are you going to do next?"

"What should I do?" Gu Sheng took a sip of noodle soup: "What do you mean?"

"Shared renting," Lu Bian said, "Aren't you going to buy a house soon?"

Yes.

Gu Sheng has indeed planned to buy a house recently, and has already taken a fancy to a mid- to high-end property that has just been delivered.

From the bottom of his heart, Gu Sheng is still a relatively traditional person.

Although many people on the Internet have settled accounts and said that based on today's housing prices, buying a house is not even as cost-effective as renting.

After all, people only live for a few decades, and their living requirements are only for a few decades.

But Gu Sheng still felt that having a house in this world would give him roots and peace of mind.

Keeping renting makes him feel like a rootless weed.

Moreover, based on his current salary and remuneration, with an annual salary of 1.5 million plus dividends, it would not be a problem to take out a loan to buy a large flat of more than 200 square meters.

The stay was also comfortable.

But the problem is, in this case...

"What did you tell Mr. Ou?"

Lu Bian asked:

"If you buy a house now, including decoration and air conditioning, you can move to a new home in about half a year."

"What will happen then? Will your shared tenancy end here? Or will you really become the landlord?"

Lu Bian's problem made Gu Sheng a bit at a loss.

There seems to be something wrong with either of these two options.

Is this the end of shared housing?

In fact, theoretically speaking, if either he or Xiao Nezha no longer wants to share the apartment, the shared apartment could have been terminated long ago.

Because little Nezha was short of money for just one or two months.

This can be seen from the fact that she spent tens of thousands to buy gifts for herself.

Can he really become a landlord and continue to share the house with little Nezha?

Has the taste of shared housing changed? What will Xiao Nezha think? Will he just stop there because of this change?

Gu Sheng didn't know how to deal with this matter.

"What's so difficult about this,"

Seeing Gu Sheng's hesitation, Dajiang stuffed the tea eggs into his mouth, took out a tissue and wiped his hands:

"Isn't it okay if you two are together? It's reasonable for boyfriend and girlfriend to live together. If you are willing, you can also write Mr. Ou's name on the real estate certificate."

Classmate Xu Dajiang is always like this.

Simple, crude, straightforward, and shocking.

Moreover, Lu Bian surprisingly did not complain this time, but moved his buttocks and leaned closer to Ojiang, showing that he and Ojiang were on the same side.

"Old Mr. Shen regards you as his godson. Little Mr. Shen has been living with you for almost a year."

Lu Bian smacked his lips, even hating that iron could not become steel:

"If you were to replace me, I would not say that the baby is one month old now, but I would also have to announce the good news,"

"Lao Gu, you picked Starlight and Guangyao, you picked Guangyao and Xundeng, and you didn't show any fear in the decisive battle at the top of Asia. Now you've even beaten Comella to the ground."

"Why are you so hesitant about this?"

"I..." Gu Sheng opened his mouth.

why?

He doesn't know it himself.

In fact, there were many times when he wanted to pierce the hazy veil.

It's like a hospital in the middle of the night, like a farewell hug, like a hug after returning, like the touch of [SamGu & Miia Shen], like the morning when they cuddle up to sleep.

He mustered up the courage again and again, but restrained himself again and again.

The huge pressure brought by his responsibilities made him even more difficult to walk on thin ice.

The closer you want to get, the less you dare to touch.
To be continued...