Zhou Yuwen poured out the foot wash and found Wang Zijie talking on the phone in the corridor.

Wang Zijie saw that Zhou Yuwen deliberately avoided him, but Zhou Yuwen did not greet him and entered the room alone.

In fact, during the meal just now, Zhou Yuwen recorded several phone calls to sell the house to see if he could buy a house. Even if it was only a small room of 30 to 40 square meters, if there was a chance in the future, he could still pay for a big house.

In fact, in addition to buying a house, Zhou Yuwen may also buy stocks or speculate in the currency circle, but these two investments cannot bring much to Zhou Yuwen. Buying Moutai will take ten years to be effective. Zhou Yuwen cannot say that Use all the money to sell stocks, and then live the life of an ordinary person.

The same is true for speculating in coins. Any kind of investment is based on spare money, and buying a house is a hard demand. Even if you can’t make money in the future, at least you have a place to live.

But to be honest, Zhou Yuwen has considered the currency speculation. When there is a chance, he will take out 10,000 yuan to buy coins, and do nothing and put it there for ten years. If Zhou Yuwen fails in his life Now, at least you can be a rich man safely, right?

Wang Zijie was still on the phone with Qiao Linlin outside, and was scolded by Qiao Linlin.

Wang Zijie said to Qiao Linlin, "Lao Zhou has a girlfriend. It's not good for you to get too close."

"I want you to care? Who the hell are you? Why do you care about me! I'll tell you Wang Zijie, Zhou Yuwen and I are ordinary friends! Don't think about it, don't say that I have nothing to do with Zhou Yuwen, even if it is me and Zhou Yuwen. What's up with Zhou Yuwen, what's up with you? I said earlier, I don't like you." Qiao Linlin wanted to show off with Wang Zijie.

"Okay, I was wrong, it's my fault, don't say it, Lao Zhou and I apologize to the head office!"

Qiao Linlin wanted to show off with Wang Zijie, but Wang Zijie felt that she had made Qiao Linlin angry, so Qiao Linlin threatened herself by speaking, and Wang Zijie immediately apologized.

Qiao Linlin said, "I'm telling you the truth, Wang Zijie, you fucking,"

"It's okay, it's my fault, stop talking!" Wang Zijie interrupted Qiao Linlin.

Qiao Linlin was really speechless. Wang Zijie said, "Linlin, stop talking about this, what time do you plan to go home? Do you want me to help you book tickets?"

Qiao Linlin saw that Wang Zijie couldn't understand, so she didn't continue talking, and turned to talk about some other topics.

Qiao Linlin was not interested in these topics, she went out to see if Zhou Yuwen had replied to her, but Zhou Yuwen hadn't replied to her yet. Qiao Linlin thought too much, thinking that Zhou Yuwen must be keeping a distance from Wang Zijie?

Wang Zijie chattered over there: I contacted a few high school classmates today, and they are all waiting for us to go back to the party.

"What is Zhou Yuwen doing?" Qiao Linlin suddenly interrupted and asked.

Wang Zijie glanced at the dormitory, Zhou Yuwen was writing and drawing in the notebook, and said, "I don't know, it should be writing a novel."

Qiao Linlin was playing with her nails over there, thinking that Zhou Yuwen might not be looking at her phone, not ignoring herself.

After chatting with Wang Zijie for a while, Qiao Linlin yawned and said, "Okay, it's getting late, I'm going to sleep."

"Oh, then you rest early."

Zhou Yuwen sorted out a bunch of real estate information, looked at the local forum on the Internet, and found a bunch of real estate information.

There is no way of saying how much per square meter of real estate in this era. Most of them are quoted at one price, 500,000, 600,000, and you can take it directly if you like it.

Zhou Yuwen sorted out all the good houses.

At this time, Wang Zijie came in after calling. Seeing that Zhou Yu was ignoring him, he felt a little uncomfortable for a while. He thought that he might have gone too far, so he took the initiative to strike up a conversation: "Old Zhou, what are you doing?"

Zhou Yuwen said: "Organize some information."

"For writing novels?"

"almost."

"Lao Zhou, how much money did you make writing novels?"

At this time, Liu Zhu stuck his head out: "Yes, Brother Zhou, I heard Brother Jie say that you have already bought a car, so you can make money by writing novels? Can you take me with you?"

"I can't make much money. I bought the car with a loan. Now I have no money, and I have to pay back 5,000 a month." Zhou Yuwen said.

"Fuck me, 5,000! That much? Can you afford it?" Liu Zhu couldn't help but be stunned. At this time, the per capita income was only 3,000.

Zhou Yuwen said: "So writing novels now is like selling one's body. I have to write them. The money I earn from writing novels is not enough to repay the loan."

"Then you buy a car?" Liu Zhu laughed, a little gloating.

Zhou Yuwen said: "I was impulsive at the time, but I actually regret it. If I can't make money from writing novels later, the car will be taken back."

Liu Zhu was even happier. He said, "It's okay, Brother Zhou, you are so good, you must be okay, Brother Zhou, take me for a ride tomorrow?"

"we'll see."

Wang Zijie really thought about Zhou Yuwen, he gave Zhou Yuwen a splendid door, and he said, "Old Zhou, I also think you are too impulsive. In fact, it is good to have a car that can travel a little. There is no need to buy a car."

"I bought everything, that's all, let's see if there is any other way to make money." Zhou Yuwen said.

Liu Zhu said, "Brother Zhou, why don't you go home on National Day? I took a part-time job of handing out flyers in the alumni group. It's fifteen a day."

"Crazy, do you think Lao Zhou looks like a flyer?" Wang Zijie sprayed directly.

There is no big hatred between roommates, just talk a few words, Wang Zijie is indeed open-minded and open-minded, if Zhou Yuwen is eighteen years old, he may be very willing to be friends with Wang Zijie, and even willing to smoke and fight with Wang Zijie.

But Zhou Yuwen is thirty, Zhou Yuwen knows that it is true that Wang Zijie is a good friend, but it is also true that he likes to cause trouble, and what Zhou Yuwen hates most is trouble.

So he was not willing to approach Wang Zijie.

Wang Zijie and Zhou Yuwen chatted for a while. Seeing that Zhou Yuwen was not angry with him, he breathed a sigh of relief, went back to bed, and asked Qiao Linlin if she slept.

Qiao Linlin said, "It's coming soon."

"I chatted with Lao Zhou just now, and I found out that Lao Zhou bought the car with a loan, and he has to pay back five or six thousand a month. Do you think Lao Zhou is too embarrassing?" Wang Zijie said.

"It's none of your business?" Qiao Linlin replied directly, and then said, "Even if they take out the loan, they can pay it back. If I look at you again, the borrowed car breaks down? Wang Zijie, do you know how fucking pissed I am today? ?"

"Blame me, blame me, I'll invite you and your best friend to dinner and watch a movie when I go home on 11. (baring teeth)" Wang Zijie was not afraid of Qiao Linlin scolding him, he was afraid that Qiao Linlin would ignore him.

Qiao Linlin was also accustomed to Wang Zijie's way of chatting, so she said perfunctorily, "I'm really going to sleep."

"Then you rest early." Wang Zijie said.

Before I knew it, it was already eleven o'clock. Wang Zijie played on the phone for a while. After seeing that it was almost time, he was ready to go to bed. It turned out that Zhou Yuwen was still writing and drawing under the bed with a small light on. Wang Zijie asked: " Lao Zhou, aren't you going to sleep?"

Zhou Yuwen replied, "Go to sleep first."