Mr.Li, how are you?

At that moment, Jia Yufeng really wanted to quit immediately. However, looking at the boundless darkness outside, he had to frown and harden his scalp and sit down on the fitness bed picked up by Fang Ziqiang.

Seeing Jia Yufeng's uncomfortable expression, Fang Ziqiang knew that he didn't like his dog house, but did he like it himself? But what can be done? In order to live, he has to live here?

As soon as he opens his eyes in this city, he has to spend money. He has to stand and sit. If he doesn't live here, even if he rents a bed in the basement here, it will cost several hundred yuan a month. He might as well live here comfortably!

In short, as long as he doesn't want money, Fang Ziqiang feels that even living under the bridge is good. He knows that many workers have lived in bridge holes. With the help of others, it's good for him to find such a place that doesn't cost money and can shade from the sun and rain.

So, he looked at Jia Yufeng and said, "if you're not used to it here, go out immediately and follow the road I stepped out of the weeds. In less than ten minutes, it's the main road."

Jia Yufeng wanted to go, but he thought about his legs. As soon as he took a step, his legs hurt. He said, "forget it, I'd better wait until dawn. Last night, I was beaten by those thieves brought by Linxi. I don't think there is a good place all over. As soon as I walk, my whole body hurts and my leg is like breaking. I'm afraid I'll go out from you in the dark. The road conditions are unfamiliar. If I fall again, I'll be in trouble. "

After hearing this, Fang Ziqiang said nothing, but fell on the bed and went to sleep. Before long, the honest two lengzi fell asleep. The snoring was earth shaking, just like thunder.

Jia Yufeng is in such an environment. Where can he sleep. Although his eyes, upper eyelids and lower eyelids fought in the middle of the night, he just sat there and took a nap. He couldn't sleep in Fang Ziqiang's bed.

It was not easy to stay up until dawn. Jia Yufeng saw that Fang Ziqiang was still sleeping. He couldn't help admiring this simple man. He could sleep so steadily whenever and wherever. He thought of so many nights when he couldn't sleep. He couldn't help feeling that sometimes people are stupid.

However, when he assumed that he would live like Fang Ziqiang, he immediately refused. He thought, what's the meaning of living like this all his life, seeing his head at a glance, and only earning two living money for his mouth all his life?

Thinking of the hardships he had suffered and the white eyes he had encountered, he immediately rejected his envy of Fang Ziqiang. No, he can't live like Fang Ziqiang. He wants to live like a master. He is Li Fangming's son. He must take back his share of the property. The Li family owes him. He wants it all back.

Thinking of this, Jia Yufeng took a look at Fang Ziqiang, who was still sleeping, and turned and walked out.

As soon as he walked out of Fang Ziqiang's door, he took a deep breath of fresh air, and then limped to the road.

He thought for a moment and still wanted Fang zirou to take care of her, even if he applied some potions for him at home, so he took out his phone and called Fang zirou.