Mecha S*ave Contract

Luo Xiaolou finally made do with it all night in the guest room, thinking of the contract, he did not fall asleep after tossing for a long time. The next day, Luo Xiaolou decisively raised his eyes against the two pandas.

The door of the master bedroom was still closed. Luo Xiaolou had been at the door for a long time, and he didn't dare to break in and pinch the guy's neck to get out of my house. In any case, for Luo Xiaolou, living is more important than dignity.

It's just because he is not strong enough. If he becomes stronger in the future, it may not be impossible to get rid of this demon.

Luo Xiaolou ate the unpalatable lunch box, and finally decided to prepare breakfast for the original. In any case, he now has no capital to resist that demon—he would never call him his master. If he deliberately goes against Yuanxi and angers Yuanxi, the one who is embarrassed in the end must be himself, which will only make him less dignified and more painful.

Before there was no way to get rid of this contract, Luo Xiaolou decided to try his best to kill the possibility and excuses of that guy being angry with him in advance, and then strive for the utmost dignity and freedom for himself.

Anyway, when he used to get along with Qiaosha, he was also cooking. Oh-no! Why would he compare Qiaosha and this **** together?

Yes, he can treat him as if he has adopted a stray dog, and he also has to prepare food for him (it), take care of the room, etc.-for the benefit, walking the dog can be omitted.

Thinking of being picky yesterday, Luo Xiaolou took out another potato and said bitterly: a noble breed of stray dog ​​who knows how to picky eaters.

Fortunately, it’s worth the money. Potatoes are very big.

Luo Xiaolou made half of potato shreds and half braised. Yes, there are no braised potatoes with meat. Needless to say, some vegetables are not worth mentioning. Meat is more expensive than pork in 2012. I don’t know how many times.

After Luo Xiaolou finished cooking, he took out a box of lunch as rice and put it in the incubator. Looking at the fragrant potato shreds and braised potato pieces, Luo Xiaolou swallowed and left.

He still has to work. If he can't go to school, he must always live at the bottom of society, never become stronger, and cannot get rid of the demon and **** identity inside.

As soon as he arrived at the factory, Luo Xiaolou was stopped by Mr. Yang who was waiting by the door. In surprise, Luo Xiaolou was pulled into Mr. Yang's office.

"Xiaolou!" Mr. Yang held Luo Xiaolou's hand excitedly.

"Yang, Mr. Yang, what's the matter with you?" Luo Xiaolou was taken aback by the enthusiasm of the people in front of him, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and stammered asking.

"Xiaolou, you are a good boy. I contacted the above yesterday. The above means the same thing as me. I want to sign a long-term contract with you. After becoming a full-time employee, the company will pay you an extra 5,000 federal currency per month. If you If we are not satisfied, we can discuss it again." Mr. Yang looked at Luo Xiaolou and said eagerly.

Luo Xiaolou's eyes lit up, and then dimmed again. He stretched out his left hand, flicked on the communicator, called up the personal information section, and said: "Mr. Yang, I want to sign, but I'm still a student. You sign the contract. Not only that, after the summer vacation, I can only come here during the break."

Mr. Yang was also stunned. He always thought that Luo Xiaolou was a poor young man in his family. He did not expect that this child was a student who came to do summer jobs.

Strong regrets flooded into my heart, but Mr. Yang was happy for Luo Xiaolou again. For this young man, there is no doubt that there is a better way out for school.

While thinking about it, Mr. Yang glanced at the Luo Xiaolou communication device, and then immediately rounded his eyes, "San Miro College?! Are you kidding me?" It’s a student, it’s a student, it’s nothing, But San Miro College? The students of that famous military academy are all piled up with money!

San Miro Academy can be regarded as the premier institution on the planet Ansai, and it is also a military academy. In order to cultivate talents, the alliance allocates special subsidies. The tuition is quite low, but the treatment is very good.

The students who can graduate from that school are all young talents, so students from all over the world have sharpened their heads and want to enter San Miro College.

The homes of the students admitted there are either powerful or very rich. If these are not available, they must be geniuses among geniuses. Not only do they do not charge tuition fees, but the school will also pay high scholarships.

Yes, Luo Xiaolou is probably the last category. Thinking in his heart, Mr. Yang's eyes looked at Luo Xiaolou also slowly changed. He patted Luo Xiaolou on the shoulder more kindly, and exclaimed: "It turns out that our Xiaolou is so great, come on, you Uncle Yang is waiting to see your name on the Ansai Celebrity List in the future."

Luo Xiaolou's face blushed, but he didn't say a word. He didn't pass the exam himself. And now, even though he has been making up for his previous knowledge, he has only finished reading the elementary school textbooks. The waitress of the mall and Mr. Yang both looked at him so highly. He felt guilty and guilty, so he made up his mind to study hard.

"Well, even though I can’t sign a contract with you, you Uncle Yang, I’m a little bit reluctant, but there is no regret. Xiaolou will be someone who will do big things in the future. But your efficiency is too high. Such efficiency will be in special occasions. It has brought unexpected benefits to our factory, so at the end of this month, I will still pay you a bonus of 3,000 federal currency. When you start school, you can come to the factory for part-time work on weekends, or during winter and summer vacations."

Mr. Yang's real name is Yang Yi, and he is a savvy person. He liked Luo Xiaolou in the first place. When he saw that Luo Xiaolou was a student of San Miro College, he had the idea of ​​a good relationship.

He firmly believes that a genius boy like Luo Xiaolou will become a celebrity in the future, a person who fawns on everyone, and it will be too late to wait until then to act.

The chance of encountering a student of San Miro College who is in a state of failure is actually lower than that of five million students. A branch factory like them cannot recruit students from such a high-level institution, even if their main factory does not have one.

Now I have a good relationship with Luo Xiaolou. In the future, in case something happens, Luo Xiaolou can read the old feelings and stretch out his hand a little. That is the benefit that is hard to find.

Hearing that there was a bonus, Luo Xiaolou was pleasantly surprised, but also very moved. This Mr. Yang has been taking good care of him. Now he can complete at least three sets a day, plus Mr. Yang's bonus, this month, he can get a salary of almost 20,000 federal currency. Although not enough tuition fees, it also gave Luo Xiaolou great confidence that he could not support himself.

As for the tuition fees, Luo Xiaolou had long seen that he couldn't make up enough with one month's time, and he already had an idea. If it doesn't work, then think of other ways.

Today, bonuses from the sky continued to fly in Luo Xiaolou's mind with little wings. The corners of his mouth were curved, and the new steps were slowly becoming proficient. He completed three sets before leaving get off work. When I was busy, I even forgot the demon at home.

When Mr. Yang sent the money to his communication device account and was about to go home for dinner, Luo Xiaolou remembered what he had to face when he returned home.

Luo Xiaolou frowned, and walked home dejectedly.

When Luo Xiaolou entered the room, Yuan Xi was leaning back on the sofa in his nightgown to watch TV. On the coffee table next to him, Yang Xiaolou's admission materials and several notebooks belonging to the original owner he brought out from Luo's house were thrown messily.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Yuan Xi turned his head and was about to explain to Luo Xiaolou, but suddenly frowned, and said with disgust, "What is your body? It's so stinking! Clean yourself immediately and do it. Fan, I'm starving to death!"

Luo Xiaolou had been busy for a day in the workplace, and he was half tired. He wanted to do more, and he did sweat a little. But seeing the appearance of Yuan Xi's natural instructor, I couldn't help trembling with anger.

Yuan once did not get a satisfactory answer and sincerely apologized, squinted his eyes and started to move his wrists, staring at Luo Xiaolou and slowly asking: "Why, do you have an opinion?"

Luo Xiaolou bit his lip, trying desperately to persuade himself to calm down. He couldn't beat Yuan Xie, and he had to be patient even when Yuan Xie controlled his life and death. After looking at Yuan Xi for a long time, Luo Xiaolou turned his face away and whispered, "Of course I have no objection. My life is in your hands."

This spineless remark made Yuan Xi a little satisfied. He looked at Luo Xiaolou even more contemptuously, and ordered: "Then hurry in and don't let me say it a second time."

Luo Xiaolou walked to his room, and when he was about to enter the house, he realized that the room had been occupied by that guy. Luo Xiaolou quietly glanced back at him, but Yuan Xi was staring at him, ready to continue to get angry. I had to explain: "Me, my clothes are all inside."

Yuan Yi snorted impatiently, "Then what are you waiting for, move your garbage out of my room immediately, do you want me to tolerate you in and out of my room all the time? It's stupid enough..."

This is my bedroom! Of course, my clothes will be placed in the closet of the master bedroom. Who knew I would meet you such a pervert! Luo Xiaolou retorted angrily in his heart, forced to hold back and yelled without turning his head, and pushed the door into the room.

Seeing the situation in the house, Luo Xiao was stunned.

The master bedroom, which was neat and tidy yesterday, is now in a mess.

The clothes I wore yesterday, including underwear, were thrown scattered on the carpet, the quilt half dragged under the bed, and the frog alarm clock that was originally on the bedside table was now lying pitifully at his feet, seeing Luo Xiaolou still struggling. He jumped twice, and dutifully reminded: "Master, you should get up at 7 o'clock this morning! Get up!"

Luo Xiaolou rubbed his eyebrows, he couldn't tolerate this mess, especially this is his house—his new house!

After taking a few deep breaths, Luo Xiaolou calmed himself down, then took out his few clothes, and paid special attention to his underwear. No less, Luo Xiaolou could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. The only thing left was the big loose bathrobe, and Luo Xiaolou thought weirdly: Is there nothing under that bathrobe...

Luo Xiaolou shuddered suddenly. This person was too abnormal to think anymore. He quickly picked up his clothes and picked up the frog alarm clock. Before going out, he also made the bed and took out the clothes he had left behind. He neither planned to buy him new ones nor contributed his own clothes, and the clothes of the two were not of the same model at all.

Luo Xiaolou puts his clothes in the closet of the guest room. The guest room is actually not much smaller than the master bedroom, which makes Luo Xiaolou feel much better. Luo Xiaolou took his home clothes into the bathroom, and threw the old clothes into the wall-type dry cleaning machine.

After he comes out of the shower, put his clean clothes on the master bed. Yuanzheng's expression was already very impatient, and Luo Xiaolou's eyes were rolled when he was watching TV, and it seemed that he didn't even bother to say something satirizing him.

Luo Xiaolou entered the kitchen with two dishes to be washed in the sink.

Luo Xiaolou glanced in disgust and threw it into the automatic dishwasher. Then I started to worry again, do I need another potato? But even with such a monotonous food, it is still too extravagant for him. He now has more than 700 federal coins a day, which is indeed a lot for him, but if it used to be two potatoes a day, it would not speed up at all. The speed is about the same.

Luo Xiaolou is about to cry, this bastard, knows how much trouble it has caused others!

At this moment, the kitchen door was kicked twice, and then an impatient voice came from the door: "When are you going to linger? You still think you are not useful enough?! Are you really waiting for me to personally train you?"

Luo Xiaolou grabbed the refrigerator door and shook his hand, trying to ignore the beast at the door, then took out a potato and began to peel it.

Qiaosha actually said this when joking, but at that time only felt sweet, and Qiaosha is his fiancee, who is the man outside?

Luo Xiaolou forcefully chopped the potatoes into two pieces, as if the potatoes had the same old face, even if he was a woman, Luo Xiaolou would not want such a woman to be his fiancé—God, what is he thinking about? what? !

Finally, Luo Xiaolou came out carrying two plates, one spicy potato shreds, one mashed potato, and two boxed lunches.

After putting everything on the dining table, Luo Xiaolou took a box of lunch and prepared to go to the guest room. He really didn't want to look at Yuan Xi's face to eat.

"Sit down, I don't want to eat alone." A lazy voice said behind him.

How annoying it can be to be alone, Luo Xiaolou returned angrily and sat on the chair opposite to the original.

"I didn't expect that an idiot like you is actually a student of San Miro College." Yuan Xi said slowly while picking up potato shreds.

You are an idiot, your whole family are idiots! Luo Xiaolou greedily glanced at the potato shreds, swallowed his saliva, lowered his head and continued to pick up the box lunch.

"Then, we will be in the same school in the future. Well, if you are in, some things that require errands will be much more convenient." Yuan Xie added another sentence.

Luo Xiaolou was choked and raised his head suddenly, God, dare you not to play with him like this?