I am not a thief

"I'll go! I can do things in this dress! " After buying a computer and a printer in the afternoon, Qiu Biao took his work clothes at home and put on his security clothes. He has a lot of spirit and can do a lot of things that others don't pay attention to under the cover of his clothes.

"Well, I think so." Hu Dafa looked at it and nodded, "you take the printed photos and I'll have a look again!" Hu Dafa took a few pieces of printing paper and examined them from top to bottom.

"You say, how about we add such a sentence? Just say: we still have your home video in hand, be careful, don't make mistakes! " Hu Dafa raised his eyes and looked at the two brothers.

"Almost. Can the director's little heart bear it?" Qiu Biao looked at Hu Dafa and made a mistake.

"Who said that? Tolerance towards the enemy is cruelty to oneself! Right! And who also said that for such a person, he should be beaten to death. He must remember, don't stretch out your hand. If you stretch out your hand, you will be caught and beaten! " Hu Da spoke aggressively, as if he had done nothing but watch the news and make comments.

"Well, it's up to you. Write it!" Qiu Biao has nothing to refute. If you want to write, just write! You have to write that note stroke by stroke, otherwise people may not know!

"Oh Hu Dafa pondered for a long time, and returned the pieces of paper to Qiu Biao, "forget it, I will not be timid. I will write cursive script for fear that he will not recognize it!"

"I'll go. Do you still have cursive script? Don't be so insincere. The old man graduated from university! Write your regular script well Qiu Dalong finally found the opportunity and directly damaged Hu Dafa.

Hu Dafa listened happily, hoping that Qiu Dalong could use some new words to stimulate his imagination“ Come on, let's go Under the command of Hu Dafa, Qiu Biao rushed into the community like a soldier.

At noon, after Hu Dafa's words, deeds and careful guidance, Qiu Biao has matured a lot. At least his psychological pressure has been relieved. Although he can't do it, he can still walk into the community with his head held high and his eyes fixed.

The security guard in the community doesn't care when they see the similar clothes and the similar back signs. There's every reason to think that it's not their own business to go in and chat with the villagers. Why do they care so much? It's not a high-end, closed community. More is better than less.

When passing by the guard, Qiu Biao specially lowered the brim of his hat, and the expert said: be careful, you'll be a boat for ten thousand years! Into the door, looking at the elevator and stairs, began their choice. Think about it, the stairs are safer! Don't be photographed by the camera again. The hottest time at noon is coming. It's evening. Climb the stairs!

After the letter box, conveniently to the lower floor of the mailbox inside a few printed photos, most of them are old people live, love to chat, then look at it, save you have nothing to do after dinner, chat every day, it is better to care about the people around you.

The remaining two were left for the factory director. Qiu Biao quickly went up the stairs, which was not high. As soon as I got to the second floor, I didn't look at the road carefully, but I was blocked by an old lady who was cleaning up the rags in the corridor.

"Well, be careful, don't touch it!" The old lady looked up and saw that it was a small security guard, and the complaint came immediately, "ouch, you don't care. I'm going to sell the things I've packed. Tell me about it, and the people who stole these things from me! Is there any lack of morality! Why don't you pick it up by yourself With that, he splashed the ground with his feet to make way for Qiu Biao.

"Oh, I'll go and scare me!" Qiu Biao looked at a place behind the stairs, which had been occupied by the old lady's rags. He was strapping paper boxes, old newspapers and a sack of drink bottles“ Ma'am, you are selling rags

Since I'm passing by, it's no big deal to say a word!

"It's not true. You said you had to check it again! Hurry to clean up, sell clean! I don't have to make trouble for you. " The old lady recognized the wrong person. She only thought that there was one security company in the world. "When are you going to check? Are these two pieces of paper in your hand useful? If not, give them to me. Sell them for money! "

"What? Waste paper! You are so funny, old lady. It cost 20000 yuan to print out the weapon! With it, we will be safe. Without it, nothing will happen! " Qiu Biao thought, his mouth is a bit unskillful, "no, this is evidence!"

Just finished, my heart thumped, evidence, what evidence, nothing to talk about with the old lady? Get down to business!

"What evidence is this?" What empty nesters want most is to have someone to chat with them for a while. If their children are not around, they will either put the rest of their energy on square dancing, picking up rags and looking after their grandchildren. If a young man is willing to say a few words to himself, he will find a treasure.

"Yes! Little advertisement After sweating, Qiu Biao's brain sobered up a little, and the little lie came smart and timely, "who are you looking for to send it to?" Said, no longer stay, directly across the hill like rags, on a layer. After a long walk, you can still hear the old lady talking to herself on that floor.

"Hey, it's time to take care of it. Look at the wall. It's full of water pipes, air conditioners, range hoods, and decorations. What else is Miss Bao's surname? Or what? Is it the offspring of Bao Gong? Miss Huan, you look so naked... "

When he climbed to the sixth floor, he could not hear the old lady's talk. Qiu Biao stretched his neck and looked into the corridor. At this time, every family was cooking, but the corridor was quiet.

"Fast, we must be fast. Even if we meet someone who goes out, we are not afraid of our clothes! Take it as if you are really focusing on the distribution of small advertisements! " Qiu Biao thought. He raised his heel and walked quickly to the factory director's door. His ears were standing up, listening to the voices from all over the world.

Two pieces of printed paper were folded and inserted from the iron railings of the security door. They fell directly between the security door and the wooden door. As soon as he opened the door, he would be able to see them. After finishing this, Qiu Biao quickly turns around and rushes down the stairs to get out of the community.

"Ah, I'm sweating all over this!" Qiu Biao got into the golden cup car and just took a breath. He complained about the old lady's nagging and told the whole process over.

The success of the event, drinking and eating is inevitable. Hu Dafa and the Qiu brothers found a small restaurant and sat in the only private room. Everyone's heart was put into their stomach.