Shen Pengfei was exhausted after making the furniture.
He brewed a large pot of tea and drank it leisurely while lying on the rattan chair.
If he wanted to make the whole house fresh, tidy, and beautiful, just having a new set of furniture was not enough.
He also needed some flowers and grass, and even a few birds to add vitality.
He didn't need to go to the flower, bird, fish, and insect market to buy these.
There was nothing else in the system store, but there were a lot of these things.
When Shen Pengfei had extra virtual coins, he could buy them from the system.
There were so few virtual coins that it was simply not enough to spend.
The mission of " teaching a lesson to a meme " issued by the system still existed.
As long as the meme didn't die, this mission could be completed indefinitely.
The more he taught this uneducated little thing a lesson, the higher the reward.
He wanted everyone in the quad to know that the stick had stolen Xu Damao's chicken.
This matter was even brought to the school, making the stick unable to raise his head. It was indeed a lesson.
But the degree was too light.
Shen Pengfei was ready to carry out the second step of his plan.
Not only could she take care of him, but she could also use virtual coins from him to decorate her house and build a space.
Kill two birds with one stone!
At night.
When Yu Haitang returned home and saw the courtyard full of fresh, exquisite, and beautiful new furniture, she was extremely excited.
Everyone loves beauty.
He was used to using shabby furniture.
A new set suddenly appeared, and it was so exquisite.
Which girl would be unhappy?
It was like living in a broken brick house.
It was as if they had suddenly moved into a big mansion like the director's. They must be very excited.
"Brother Pengfei, you're amazing. Did you do all this yourself?”
"What else?" Shen Pengfei nodded. The paint is not dry yet! We can use it in a few days."
"Look at this stool and table, how sturdy they are! It smells so good sitting down to eat."
"Look at this bed. Is the bed board thick enough? Even if the two of us use all our strength, this bed won't move.”
Yu Haitang covered her face.
It was obvious that Shen Pengfei's speeding had provoked her again, and she was extremely embarrassed.
As expected of Factory Manager Yang's driver.
Every word was related to racing!
"Oh right, you're a broadcaster. It shouldn't be difficult for you to get some pens, ink, and paper, right?”
"I'll give you 10 yuan. Help me buy some from the factory tomorrow.”Shen Pengfei suddenly said.
"Brother Pengfei, what do you want these for? To write a diary?”
Yu Haitang was puzzled.
Shen Pengfei stroked her ponytail.
"What do you think? Manuscript paper, manuscript paper, of course.”
Previously, Shen Pengfei had integrated the skills of a world-class writer.
Not only did he have unparalleled literary talent.
In the system store, there were a large number of classic literary works that did not exist in this world.
Shen Pengfei could have written them out and handed them over to the publishing house for distribution, receiving the royalties.
Shen Pengfei had been worried that some of the books he published would be criticized by others in the next ten years.
Now that he thought about it, what was there to be afraid of with the system?
As long as Shen Pengfei didn't shout any random slogans.
There was no serious negative inclination in his thoughts, so there was a high chance that there would be no problem.
He wasn't afraid even if he was screwed.
It was just nice to hide in the System Space and enjoy some leisure time.
You can't even find my people!
Shen Pengfei could not be a chauffeur forever.
According to the plot of the drama.
Factory Manager Yang was tortured badly during the ten years and was directly sent to sweep the floor.
If he followed Manager Yang, there would be no future and he would starve nine times a day.
This job would be lost very soon.
Even if he did not lose his job, Shen Pengfei would not be a chauffeur forever.
Writers were intellectual.
Not only was he famous, but he also had a very high status.
Especially the royalties, the numbers were too scary!
In his previous life, when he was watching the "Birds of a Whale".
Shen Pengfei had searched for some relevant information on the Internet.
Some of the more popular authors in this era, such as Ba Jin and contradiction.
Some of them could earn hundreds of thousands of yuan from publishing a book!
Shen Pengfei, the driver that everyone envied, only made about 40 yuan a month.
The difference between heaven and earth!
Don't ask for hundreds of thousands.
Even if the remuneration was only tens of thousands.
Shen Pengfei could buy a big mansion in the capital.
He could also convert money in the real world into virtual currency to build a space.
Through the construction space, he could obtain more virtual coins and exchange them for more money.
A virtuous cycle.
"Writing a book? Is Brother Pengfei going to write a book? It was too amazing. But…are you confident?"
"If it's not well written, the publishing house, magazine company, and newspaper company won't accept it.”
Shen Pengfei smiled faintly.
"The problem you should consider is not whether you will accept my manuscript or not. Instead, after receiving a large sum of money, where should I go to buy a house and give birth to a few children?”
"Give birth to a few more. I can afford it."
Yu Haitang chuckled and said nothing.
In the middle of the night, Shen Pengfei wanted to push the tower.
Yu Haitang was still a little shy.
Besides, she hadn't showered yet, so he could only reject her.
"One month…One month later, I'll agree with Brother Pengfei, okay?”
Shen Pengfei decisively removed his hand from the headlights and nodded in agreement.
If it was too easy to get, Shen Pengfei would find it boring.
If he couldn't get it for a long time, it would make him feel disgusted.
A month of waiting was neither too long nor too short.
It would bring Shen Pengfei a great sense of anticipation.
With every day that was approaching the one-month deadline, the sense of anticipation would increase infinitely!
When she woke up in the morning, Yu Haitang was already gone.
Shen Pengfei stretched his back and prepared to drive to the rolling mill to pick up Manager Yang.
The factory was organizing a movie viewing tomorrow.
Xu Damao was a projectionist.
After the movie, the factory leaders still had a dinner party.
Shen Pengfei had to pick them up.
There were many cars in the rolling mill.
Factory Manager Yang had two of them.
Apart from the red flag sedan, there was also a jeep.
This was because the infrastructure was too outdated these days.
It was still fine in the capital.
Once they reached the suburbs or even the countryside.
The car couldn't go on that broken road at all.
Shen Pengfei was the only driver in the two cars.
After all, there was only one Manager Yang.
The two cars would not be driving at the same time. Shen Pengfei was enough as the driver.
Before leaving the house.
Shen Pengfei took out the mousetrap from the box under the bed and covered it with a red cloth.
He placed it under his money box.
The money box was open, and there was more than 200 yuan inside.
Next to the money box was the leftover meat of Shen Pengfei.
The trap had been set, and they were just waiting for the stick to come.
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