Chapter 39 Are you ready?
At noon, the sun penetrates the gauze curtains and shines indoors.
Tang Muqing had just finished washing up, and took over the job of life assistant unskillfully. He ran into the kitchen to grind himself a cup of coffee, and took out a sandwich from the refrigerator to bite.
After the call was connected, the cell phone was placed on the island table, and there seemed to be the sound of a match coming from inside.
Tang Muqing couldn't believe it, "Empty?"
"Yeah." The man's deep and hoarse voice came from the receiver, teasing other people's eardrums as if he had swallowed one hundred and eighty subwoofers alive.
Tang Muqing shook his head slightly and asked again, "All empty?"
"Well, it's all empty." The man continued, seemingly in a good mood and extraordinarily patient.
Tang Muqing was silent for a moment, stuffed the last bite of the sandwich into his mouth, turned on the computer, and looked at the form he sent to Gin in a daze.
After being quiet for a long time, Tang Muqing finally couldn't help but say, "I put more than thirty lockers, and you emptied them all for me?"
So short of money?
Then why are you still staring at him every day?
Go and urge his regent to work to replenish the treasury! ! !
"Is there a problem?" Gin lit a cigarette with a satisfied smile in his eyes, but the smell of crazy criticism on his body still hadn't dissipated at all.
Tang Muqing:...
"Is it okay?" Tang Muqing asked in disbelief. For a moment, he felt that the sugar-free and milk-free coffee was a bit hard to swallow. "That's the pocket money I have saved for a long time. If you have time to plunder my pocket money, why not blackmail me?" Tang Mu and Cheng’s small treasury.”
"You have a lot of dividends in your hands, and you have made a lot of money recently." Gin sneered and squinted his eyes to look at the tall buildings outside the car window.
He was a little happy, and the workload of paying money in the next month was suddenly reduced. His Ginjiu was now in an extremely comfortable mood, and he could even suppress the naked men running around in his mind to chat with Tang Muqing.
but……
Gin lowered his eyes and glanced at the phone in his hand, frowning slightly.
I don't know what's strange about Tang Muqing, but I seem to be a little tolerant of him even though I've only met him once.
If it were a new member with stronger abilities than Tang Muqing, Ginjiu might not have the patience to call him to inform him after taking the money.
"It won't work if I don't make money..." Tang Muqing sighed softly, threw his mobile phone on the bedside table and started to make the bed, his voice was steady and gentle, "Others who don't make money from eating bran-thick vegetables will still eat bran-thick vegetables. I, a pampered person like me, can't make money if I don't make money." I really want to eat branyan vegetables..."
There is no harm without comparison.
After all, he is here to retire and provide for himself. What should he lack for his retirement?
Of course it’s money!
Gin sneered, bit his cigarette and said coldly: "Do you have any industries and resources that can generate cash flow?"
"Hello, Zilaisu..." Tang Muqing couldn't help but say something. He shook the quilt and spread it on the bed. He sat on the carpet beside the bed and drank coffee slowly, "Circulating funds..."
Tang Muqing thought for a moment and said honestly, "No, but there will be one tomorrow."
"Huh?" Gin raised his eyebrows, with a little doubt in his voice.
Tang Muqing leaned on the bed, stretched out his long legs on the carpet, and said with a smile, "When I buy a piece of land and organize an auction, just let whoever you want to take the money sell the things."
Don't ask him where his legal consciousness went. Japan in the second dimension doesn't need this.
Tang Muqing squinted his eyes and looked at the ceiling, with a gentle smile in his voice and a hint of embarrassment, "The second generation of rich people are stupid and have a lot of money. They are keen on collecting antiques but they have bad taste and always buy fake ones. What do you think of this news?"
Gin was silent for a moment, not wanting to comment at the moment, so he could only say coldly, "Don't pretend."
You can imagine what Tang Muqing's expression looks like now without looking at that face.
He smiled softly but also smiled softly. His eyes were full of innocence and innocence, but they were filled with black water, so dark that there was no limit to it.
"Ah... I'll listen to you." Tang Muqing smiled, chatted for a few words and then hung up the phone.
It’s really not easy. I’ve stabbed myself in the winery several times before, but Gin has never been so patient with me. He was often shot dead as soon as he met me, and there were even cases where I was shot by someone who didn’t even meet me. The ground sniper collapsed, and he, Tang Muqing, couldn't even get the medicine to make him bigger or smaller. Unexpectedly...
I didn’t expect that my status and this face are really useful.
Thinking of this, Tang Muqing secretly took revenge on the crazy administrator of the legendary Traveler Administration Bureau.
The more times he kills himself and the more times he is reborn, the more prominent his identity is and the closer his appearance is to his original appearance. The administrator really deserves a beating, but it may also be due to a curse.
Tang Muqing closed his eyes, stood up, slowly found the cleaning tools from the utility room, and tidied up the apartment slowly, his thoughts gradually became clearer.
This time I didn’t hit the winery myself, the winery came to me. As for joining the winery...
The main plot will not be completed until the winery is destroyed. As long as Conan continues to become a small winery and continues to exist, then for him, a time traveler, it will be no different from eternal life.
As for whether he would go crazy if he was happy with eternal life... It's okay. Ke Xue's world is not lacking in excitement. If he has lived enough, he can even threaten the administrator with his own knife.
His goal, Tang Muqing, was to eat, drink, have fun, and support himself in his old age. He had no other big pursuits.
As for the position...
He will try his best to pretend that he has forgotten the original plot and be a qualified passerby like a member of the winery without God's perspective.
I don’t have a deep relationship with the protagonist group, so I won’t help Conan patch up his vest, but I won’t reveal the relationship between Kudo Shinichi and Conan to the winery either.
All in all, I just sit on the sidelines and occasionally donate some money to work part-time so that the winery will not be destroyed by Conan and ruin his little plan of temporary immortality.
Tang Muqing clarified his thoughts and quietly cleaned the wooden floor in the living room.
"Click——"
With a soft sound, the security door was opened from the outside with a key. A tall man with long legs stood at the door and took off his hat. He looked at Tang Muqing with a cold face. His long hair hung down in front of him and swayed in the breeze.
Tang Muqing turned his head and saw a gin wearing shiny leather shoes stepping on the floor he had just mopped.
"Gold, I'm here to get it." Ginjiu raised his chin, looked directly at Tang Muqing with a pair of green eyes, and spoke in a calm voice.
Well, with this gold, I can have two more days of leisure.
As for whether it's dangerous or not...
To be honest, this building is surrounded by wineries.
Tang Muqing:...
"Bedroom, mattress." Tang Muqing couldn't help but lower his eyes and chuckle, put the mop aside, leaned on the corner of the table and took off the gloves on his hands.
Ginjiu glanced at Tang Muqing coldly, then turned and walked towards the bedroom.
Just as he pushed open the bedroom door, a gentle voice sounded behind him, and his fast and close breath forced Gin to hold down the gun in his pocket.
One hand was holding the gun through the trench coat, and the other hand was on Gin's shoulder.
Gin tilted his head slightly, and the fierceness and coldness in his eyes were not concealed at all, as if he was warning the other party that he had crossed the line and entered the dangerous range.
Tang Muqing raised a gentle smile and said softly: "I think you should know that everyone who has entered my bedroom seems to have some bad scandals, right?"
"Are you ready? Gin-senpai."