Weird Rules: My Deskmate and I Go Through the Pass

Chapter 500 Deadly Game (47)

The knock on the door came again.

Neither Chen Zhijun nor Xiong Qingqing spoke, nor did An Xiaoyan and Qin Yibin respond.

"Is anyone home?" A man's voice came from outside the door.

"Who are you?" Xiong Qingqing asked.

"Hi, I'm here to deliver milk, please open the door."

Chen Zhijun took a bite of the sausage in his hand, and said, "Just leave the milk at the door."

"Sorry, you need to sign for this, can you open the door?"

Chen Zhijun quickly ate the last ham sausage, threw the sausage casing into the trash can, looked at the gap under the door and said, "You can slip the form in through the gap, and I'll hand it out to you after I sign it for you."

"Sorry, we need to confirm in person if we sign for it."

Chen Zhijun was a little impatient, "Did you make a mistake? We are at home, and we need to confirm the receipt of a box of broken milk? Confirm what? We don't want it anymore, you can take it away."

There was silence outside the door for a few seconds before speaking again: "Excuse me, would you please support our work?"

"What if we don't support it?" Xiong Qingqing asked back.

"Excuse me, please support our work, please."

Chen Zhijun simply sat down, and said to Xiong Qingqing: "If you want us to open the door so much, it proves that it can't get in, so let's not make extra trouble."

"Ah."

Xiong Qingqing responded, sat down too, and leaned against the back of the chair.

"Excuse me, are you the only two at home? Can you support our work? If I move the milk back, I have to go a long way." The voice outside the door softened, with the intention of praying.

"I'm sorry, our adults are not here, so it's useless for us to sign for receipt." Xiong Qingqing sighed after finishing speaking, and asked angrily: "By the way, did you bring a delivery recorder? If not, why did you Do you have to sign in person? If you can't see us, who will know?"

"Of course... I have to report the situation too." The voice outside the door hurriedly explained.

"Wouldn't it be good if you just make it up?" Xiong Qingqing said.

"I...I won't lie." The voice outside the door felt aggrieved.

"Qingqing, you care about what it does and what it likes, it has nothing to do with us." Chen Zhijun said.

Xiong Qingqing chuckled, "Haven't you heard? This guy can't lie!"

Chen Zhijun's facial features were twisted together, and there seemed to be seven words written on his face, "You can believe this kind of nonsense..."

"Okay, then let me ask you, what's your name, how old are you this year, and where do you live at home?" Xiong Qingqing asked.

The thing outside the door was silent for a long time before speaking: "My name is Guan Juncheng, I am 21 years old, and I live in Beihuan South Road."

"Guan Juncheng, Beihuan South Road? It's just such a small place, and there's Beihuan?" Xiong Qingqing muttered in a low voice.

"What Beihuan South Road? Is there a Beihuan South Road here?" Chen Zhijun asked.

"It's Beihuan South Road in the development zone!" The outsider replied.

Xiong Qingqing clenched his fists, hurried up to the second floor, and glanced down from the upstairs window.

There was nothing outside the main entrance on the first floor, and the voices talking to them came out of nowhere.

Seeing this scene and thinking of what the outsider said, Xiong Qingqing's pupils shrank slightly, and he hurried downstairs again.

Seeing her flustered expression, Chen Zhijun asked, "Qingqing, what's wrong? What did you see?"

Xiong Qingqing took a deep breath, looked at him and said very seriously: "Zhijun, there is nothing outside the door."

"I guessed it." Chen Zhijun said.

"However, there is no development zone in Chenfa City, let alone Beihuan South Road. The guy outside is talking about his nose and eyes, and it doesn't seem like he is lying. I suspect that this milkman is not a strange story. His voice comes from another Space." Xiong Qingqing analyzed.

Chen Zhijun frowned, thinking about what she said, and whispered: "You want... to open the door and see what's going on?"

"I don't know either, so I need to discuss it with you." Xiong Qingqing said.

Listening to the conversation inside the door, the people outside couldn't help panicking.

What are these two talking about?What strange talk?What another space?
Are they crazy?

Thinking of this, he felt a little flustered, and hurriedly said, "If it's inconvenient for you, then I...then I'll come back another day."

"Wait!" Xiong Qingqing stopped him, and said, "Little brother, can I ask you another question?"

"You...you ask."

Guan Juncheng was stunned, he was just delivering milk on a part-time job, he didn't expect to meet a middle school boy!If these two people are not crazy, then they have watched too many novels and movies!

"Which city is the Beihuan South Road in the development zone you mentioned? Is it Chenfa City?" Xiong Qingqing asked.

"Chenfa City?" Guan Juncheng was puzzled, "Where is Chenfa City? Why haven't I heard of it? Didn't I say, are you two sick? Can't you open the door and sign for it? Are you two drinking high at noon?" Are you awake yet?"

Chen Zhijun looked at Xiong Qingqing, the two looked at each other, and Xiong Qingqing spoke again to appease the emotions of the people outside the door.

"Brother, don't worry, I still have something to ask you, can you answer me a few more questions? Please!"

"Quickly ask!" The people outside the door were obviously impatient.

"Can you tell me what time is it? Where does our family live?" Xiong Qingqing asked.

"Your home is on Beihuan South Road! It's 25: in the afternoon. Can you do it? If you don't open the door, I really have to leave. There are still several houses that haven't delivered their milk!" Guan Juncheng said.

"Qingqing, open the door." Chen Zhijun whispered.

"it is good."

Xiong Qingqing nodded, then gripped the doorknob tightly and opened the door.

Seeing the person outside the door, the two were instantly relieved, because the person in front of them was obviously a normal "human being", and it was not a strange talk.

"Hurry up and sign!"

Guan Juncheng said, and handed over the receipt in his hand.

Chen Zhijun took the list and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get the pen."

Xiong Qingqing let out a long sigh of relief, smiled, and began to make friends with Guan Jun.

"Brother, are you still coming to deliver the milk tomorrow?" Xiong Qingqing asked.

Guan Juncheng raised his eyebrows, "How can I deliver if you don't order?"

"I'll order it! How much is it?" Xiong Qingqing asked.

"45 pieces." Guan Juncheng replied.

Xiong Qingqing turned to look at Chen Zhijun, and shouted: "Brother, bring me the money, I want to order milk!"

"it is good."

After Chen Zhijun signed the form, he found several hundred-yuan bills from the space and handed them to Xiong Qingqing.

"Brother, all the money here is for milk, you just send it here every day." Xiong Qingqing said, and handed the money to Guan Juncheng.

Guan Juncheng reluctantly took the money. In fact, he didn't really want to give it to them. The two guys seemed to be mentally abnormal.

"Brother, please! Thank you." Xiong Qingqing said.

(End of this chapter)