I asked you to write a book, not to disclose your criminal record!

Chapter 7 Is his second uncle really a con man?

Xiao Zhang’s full name is Zhang Xinxin. He is one year younger than Lin Chuan. He is currently a senior and is working on his graduation project at home.

At this moment, she was standing outside Lin Chuan's rental house, wearing a cartoon sweatshirt on the upper body and gray cotton casual sports pants on the lower body. Although her outfit seemed ordinary, it could not hide the plump outline of her figure.

Her skin is also very white and so moist that it seems like water could be squeezed out of it.

Lin Chuan sighed, this is what youth is.

There is just one bad thing about her: she likes to watch short videos. Lin Chuan has caught her watching short videos more than once.

Weird.

Zhang Xinxin's face looked a little strange: "Lin Chuan, I want to..."

Lin Chuan took a step back: "Xiao Zhang, I know Lao Zhang was arrested. You are in a bad mood now and urgently need to do something pleasant, but I am not a casual person."

Zhang Xinxin frowned and looked at Lin Chuan unhappily: "What are you thinking about!"

"Then why are you looking for me?" Lin Chuan asked.

"Your rental contract will expire next month, will you renew it?"

Lin Chuan nodded.

Zhang Xinxin took out the rental contract from the pocket of her sweatshirt and handed it to Lin Chuan: "See if there are any problems. If there are no problems, sign it."

Lin Chuan glanced at the young landlady and then turned his attention to the contract.

Oh my god, the rent has increased by 200 yuan.

Zhang Xinxin pursed her lips and said, "In this area, our rent is the lowest. It has increased by 200 yuan, but it is still the lowest."

Lin Chuan's face darkened.

The original rent was 800 yuan per month, but now it has risen to 1000 yuan, and all the money I earned from writing the book for a month is gone.

The already difficult life became even more difficult.

Lin Chuan thought for a moment and asked, "Xiao Zhang, are you interested in starting a game?"

Zhang Xinxin frowned and asked doubtfully, "Start a game?"

dudu protects you throughout the whole process and goes all out for love.

Start a game!

Lin Chuan smiled and said, "Well, I mean, playing poker?"

Zhang Xinxin frowned even deeper: "You are talking jargon, are you playing poker seriously?"

"Serious!" Lin Chuan smiled awkwardly.

"No fight." Zhang Xinxin refused directly.

"Uh……"

Lin Chuan frowned. Why was the plot development not right?
If she plays poker, I'll just let her lose all her rent.

But she simply doesn’t play poker?

Impeccable!

Is she going to play some shady poker?
Before Lin Chuan had time to think about it, he heard Zhang Xinxin say, "Old Zhang was imprisoned for playing cards. I don't want to repeat the same mistake."

"Okay, why the sudden rent increase?"

Lin Chuan asked doubtfully.

The last time they met, Lin Chuan heard Lao Zhang say that he had never thought about raising the rent. At that time, he thought that he was a very conscientious landlord.

As a result, the price went up as it was said to.

Zhang Xinxin bit her lip and said, "Mr. Zhang lost 600,000 last night, so he decided to raise the rent."

Lin Chuan's eyes widened and his face twitched: "How much did you say!?"

"Six hundred thousand."

Zhang Xinxin pursed her lips.

Mom!
Six hundred thousand!
Lin Chuan was surprised.

He experienced the life of a con man last night and saw a lot of money. Six hundred thousand was not a lot of money in Lin's eyes.

But that is a virtual life after all.

In reality, Lin Chuan is not even considered a "leek". He belongs to the group of people who drag down the GDP. He has not made much money and does not have strong consumption power.

But what about the landlord, Mr. Zhang?
Six hundred thousand is lost at any time.

Gambling is harmful!
Lao Zhang lost money, which caused my rent to increase by 200 yuan, and I was always the one who got hurt.

"By the way, do you want to renew the lease?" Zhang Xinxin blinked and asked.

"Continue."

Lin Chuan nodded.

In this neighborhood, the rent that Lao Zhang charges is more than 300 yuan lower than that of others. Indeed, no one else charges lower rent than him.

Until I make money, I have to stay here.

"Wait for my water and electricity bills this month." Lin Chuan said, "In exchange, I can provide you with a legitimate website that contains what you want to see."

Zhang Xinxin looked up at Lin Chuan: "What website?"

Lin Chuan smiled, sent the real website address to Zhang Xinxin, and then watched the landlady leave.

Back in front of the computer, Lin Chuan got down to business and flipped through the beginning of "The Swindler".

'I am a con man.'

'I am the king of the gambling table.'

'Once upon a time, I became rich overnight.'

'Once upon a time, my wife and children were separated.'

'I want to use my life as a con man to tell you the simplest truth.'

'The moment you sit down at the gambling table, your life is lost.'

'Nine out of ten gambling cases are frauds!'

'Ten times you gamble, you lose!'

'The one who doesn't gamble is the ultimate winner.'

'...'

Lin Chuan reviewed it very carefully.

Then, I opened Youyou's chat box, sent the file and attached a message: "Youyou, this is the first 20,000 words of my new book, please review it."

All that remains is to wait for Youyou to review and respond.

"No, I still have to eat!"

Lin Chuan then remembered that he hadn't even had breakfast and was ravenous.

I really can’t eat instant noodles anymore.

Let’s go out and eat something.

……

At noon, the sun is shining brightly.

Youyou made a cup of instant coffee and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the company's office building.

Outside the window, the skyscrapers of the Magic City are lined up one after another, sparkling with silver light in the bright sunshine, like stars falling to the earth.

I took a sip of coffee, it tasted slightly bitter.

She refreshed herself and returned to her work.

It was supposed to be lunch time, but she had to "voluntarily" work overtime.

All walks of life are very competitive.

When it comes to editing, Qihang Novel Network implements a last-in-first-out system.

Her performance in the past two years has always been ranked in the lower middle level.

If her performance remains the same this year, she will be eliminated by the end of the year.

Ding-ding-ding!
A message pops up on the computer.

Youyou took a look.

Source: Lin Chuan.

Youyou still has a deep impression of Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan has been following her. Although the results are not always ideal, he always persists and keeps improving.

"A con man?"

Youyou glanced at the document sent by Lin Chuan and muttered, "Is it really written out?"

Youyou originally thought that Lin Chuan was just writing on impulse, but when he actually started writing, he would find himself hitting a wall everywhere and wouldn't know where to start, so he would give up.

Unexpectedly, Lin Chuan wrote a 20,000-word introduction in a very eloquent manner.

"Let's see if you are a real con man or just a toothpick."

Youyou joked to herself and opened Lin Chuan's "Life of a Con Man" with great interest.

"I am a con man... I am the one who does not gamble, and I am the ultimate winner."

When Youyou first read the beginning, she couldn't help but put away some of her contempt: "These opening paragraphs have a bit of the flavor of a gambler's confession. It's worth his years of failure."

Look down again.

'My last name is Lin, and I have no given name. Let's just call me Lin.'

'My father is a gambler.'

'When I was seven years old, he was hacked to death in the street without leaving a last word.'

'I was hiding in the alley and witnessed it all.'

'.'

Youyou’s brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Only after she finished reading 20,000 words did she take a deep breath.

It's totally a scam!
Without decades of experience as a con man, it would be impossible to write such an opening.

Editor Yoyo couldn't help but mutter, "Could it be that his second uncle is really a con man?"

(End of this chapter)