The guest room is ready-made, and you can move in after tidying up. It is not troublesome to settle this person.

The only trouble is that Guanghan's origin is unknown, and he doesn't even have an ID card, so he can't find a serious job at all.

Guanghan himself enjoys it very much. After staying here with He Shu, he still takes the bus to a small restaurant every day to wash dishes and work as a handyman. He Shu once passed by the restaurant once, and the other party was wearing an apron, water shoes and plastic gloves to wash carefully at the back door. The appearance of the bowl was quite ridiculous, and He Shu almost couldn't resist going up to take a photo.

The most touching thing is that this house is no longer like a kennel for single dogs. Wherever Guanghan went, the quilts were folded like military training, and the cups were brushed to reflect light. When He Shu returned home, he looked at the neat and new house , almost shed tears.

Although they only charge 1,000 yuan and also include food and lodging, the cleaning aunts with this level of service now cost thousands of dollars a month, which equals to He Shu's earnings when rounded up.

It’s just that Guanghan is so weird, he wakes up earlier than chickens, sleeps later than dogs, works more seriously than anyone else, and never goes out to hang out during rest time. He either watches TV or sleeps, regardless of the content of watching TV. From children's animation to news broadcasts, you can watch everything with gusto.

At first, He Shu thought that he was distracted and dozed off while watching the show, but later found that the other party was actually watching it seriously, and sometimes he took a notebook to write and draw there.

He couldn't help being curious, so he leaned over to look at it, and there were a lot of densely written words on it.

Guanghan: "You came just in time, I have something to ask you, what does 'IQ tax' mean?"

He Shu:?

Guanghan: "You don't understand either?"

He Shu: "You spent a lot of money wrongly, or did a stupid thing. This kind of behavior is paying IQ tax, which is derogatory."

Guanghan was thoughtful, but he didn't know if he understood: "What about 'Gili'?"

He Shu: "Good work, good job."

Guang Han nodded, bowed his head and wrote a few more strokes.

He Shu: "Have you never been on the Internet?"

Guanghan: "My family is poor, and I have never had any contact with him."

He Shu tentatively asked, "Where is your home?"

Guanghan: "Dashanli. Do you want to donate money?"

He Shu sighed: "Your vigilance is too high, it's a pity not to be a national security officer."

Guanghan glanced at him, then silently lowered his head to take notes.

The word "Guoan" soon appeared on it.

"Is that how it's written?"

"..."

He Shu thought, when he saw Guanghan for the first time, why did he feel that this man was unpredictable and indistinguishable from good to evil?

This new roommate has an unknown origin, acts strangely, and seems to hide more secrets than He Shu.

But He Shu doesn't care, he himself may look weird to outsiders, not to mention that the threat to his life has not yet been lifted, Guanghan's timely appearance is like a life-saving straw, even if this straw grows colorful, it can save lives at critical moments .

As for the strange bird, which claims to be a descendant of the phoenix, it doesn't want to fly away like other parrots all day long. It stays at He Shu's house and enjoys it, except for changing things to eat, it just clings to the TV.

Later, watching He Shu turn on the computer to play games, Fengfeng felt as if he had discovered a new world, and insisted on using the computer. If it weren't for his wings and unable to press the keyboard, he might even be able to play League of Legends now.

Even so, it also quickly learned to use the computer to watch dramas on the Internet. Every night, one person and one bird occupy the TV and computer respectively, and each has its own enjoyment. He Shu is left——

He Shu had no choice but to turn on the phone sadly, enter the game matching skillfully, choose a hero, and then...

Then the phone call came in.

An unfamiliar phone number.

He Shu originally thought it was advertising and marketing, and hung up several times, but the other party was persistent. He Shu finally picked up the phone with the mentality that I would argue with you if I didn’t report it, but found that the voice on the other end was still familiar, as if Where did I hear it.

"Master He, do you remember me? I'm Little Gu, the little Gu who took your car to the airport with Sister Ququ that day!"

As soon as she mentioned Qu Jie and the airport, He Shu remembered it.

Of course remember.

This was an extremely common list, even though Qu Jie was a popular artist and He Shu didn't follow stars, it became special because the three of them bumped into a wall halfway.

The woman with a vague face had never been seen since she woke up from the dream that day, but He Shu had a deeper impression of her than Qu Jie's appearance.

Because that woman obviously appeared with Qu Jie at the beginning, and she obviously had something to do with Qu Jie, but she seemed to want to convey some message to him.

But then Cheng Yaojin came out on the way, and the woman also slipped away, never to be seen again.

Was she captured? What do you want to tell yourself?

He Shu's thoughts turned, and Little Gu was already satisfied.

It turned out that Qu Jie had accepted a new film and was about to join the crew. The shooting location of the crew happened to be in the film and television base in the suburbs of this city. Little Gu said that after the incident last time, Qu Jie had a very good impression of him, and he was short of a pick-up. As a driver, I asked He Shu if he was interested, and the salary was negotiable. Basically, the job content was to pick up and drop off Qu Jie to and from work, and help carry bags and things by the way.

It sounds relatively easy, and the other party's offer is also very generous, but——

"The brokerage company should send a special car, why did Miss Qu take a fancy to me?"

He Shu wouldn't be so narcissistic that he felt that Qu Jie fell in love with him at first sight, most likely it had something to do with that woman.

Sure enough, Little Gu hesitated for a moment.

"Master He, are you free? How about we meet and talk about it?"

"Can."

Little Gu made an appointment in a teahouse and asked for a small private room.

To He Shu's surprise, Qu Jie was also there.

The other party didn't have any sunglasses, hat and mask, and she was tightly wrapped indoors, as if she was about to get up and leave at any time, but when she saw He Shu coming in, she took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of bright and beautiful eyes.

Qu Jie seemed to be very worried about being photographed. After all, for a person in the limelight like her, a negative news could be hyped up by all kinds of interested people for a long time, let alone the topic of a private meeting with a strange man.

"Master He, I heard that you used to open a studio to help people solve some problems." She cut to the chase without talking nonsense.

"Miss Qu looking for someone to investigate me?" He Shu didn't have a smile on his face, but now his expression became even duller.

Qu Jie hurriedly said: "Master He, don't get me wrong, I have no malicious intentions! You also saw that woman that day, right? After I went back, I saw her following me from time to time. No one else could see her except Little Gu, so I also looked for her." It's useless to have a few masters."

Originally, it was impossible for Qu Jie to find someone like He Shu who met by chance, and she didn't know the basics, otherwise it would be exposed in the future, and any news about a ghost haunting would be enough to make Qu Jie trouble.

But she has been so entangled these days that she has no other choice, her work efficiency has dropped sharply, and even her spirit has begun to slump. If this continues, it will only seriously affect her career.

It's not that Qu Jie hasn't found someone to deal with it before, and this matter is not publicized. The agent found her a few masters who are said to be capable and tight-lipped, but no one has seen the woman. If it wasn't after the last ghost hit the wall, Little Gu could also see it, and Qu Jie almost thought he was hallucinating.

The woman was not always there, nor bothered Qu Jie, she was just adorned from a distance, sometimes when Qu Jie turned around, or out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the figure standing there, looking at her rather than resentfully, but that was enough. Scary.

Now that Qu Jie is going to Hecheng to film again, she feels a little apprehensive, but it won't work if she doesn't come, because this movie was signed earlier, and the breach of contract will cost you a lot of money. After thinking about it, Qu Jie thought about it. He Shu.

She was very cautious, and she also asked someone to investigate, and confirmed that He Shu was indeed capable and had no background.

The other party's emotional and sincere remarks didn't make He Shu feel much moved, but the price Qu Jie offered was enough to make him change his mind. It was estimated that He Shu opened the money that he could make from online car-hailing last year.

The most important thing is that with this money, he can live at home for at least half a year, and he doesn't have to worry about repaying the house for the time being.

Qu Jie's condition is very simple. During her filming in Hecheng, He Shu has to pick him up for the whole journey. If something happens that cannot be explained scientifically, he will try his best to help solve it. As for other things, there is no need for He Shu to worry about it.

But He Shu didn't rashly agree. He thought about it for a long time and said slowly: "Miss Qu, I want to know, who is the woman who is pestering you?"

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Small theater unrelated to the text:

He Shu: Is your name a place name, or just the surname Guang?

Guanghan: My surname is Guang.

He Shu: Do you know Guangchengzi?

Guanghan: know.

He Shu: You really are not human!

Guang Han silently picked up the "Fengshen Romance" at hand: Isn't this written? Twelve Golden Immortals Guangchengzi.

He Shu: Huh.