Chapter 88： (1/2)

Dai Xiao's face turned dark immediately: "Go to the Quality Supervision Bureau of Zhendong. Near the end of the year, I started to fleece the wool to generate income. I have nothing to do all day long and want to grab money from my pocket. I have to say something."

"What punishment again this time?"

"Noise pollution." Dai Xiao was even more angry, and his face was so foul that he could attract flies. "Who made the noise in our house and can they count it?"

Noise problem has always been a chronic illness of Qingguo Inn.

There is a bar across the river in front of the gate, dancing every day until late at night, and it is not carnival until the day of closing on holidays. The inn industry in the town has regulations that no noise source can be found within 20 meters of a guest room. In principle, the bars that make noise should be rectified and decontaminated. The bars are safe and sound, but a row of inns facing the river are punished every year.

The Qingguo Inn is closest to the bar, and of course the punishment is the most. ??

"Regardless of the source, staring at the victim punishment all day, the underworld does not bring such an upside down to black and white."

Dai Xiaomin read aloud and said something again, said a little, the tone softened: "He An, do you have something to talk about? I can stay with you, and go to the QA later Row."

"I'm okay, you go." He An told him, "Get there and talk well, don't quarrel like the last time. Money is a small matter, and our inn will drive in the town."

"I didn't mean to make a noise, but I really didn't want to. I worked hard for a year and didn't make much money in total. For them, I might as well buy more skirts for Suzuran."

Dai Xiaoting was not convinced, he took the bicycle out of the door, and rode to Zhendong.

Ugh.

After he left, He An sighed softly.

The town of Luojiu is all right, but it still retains a kind of dysentery in a remote small town-it talks about people and clans, but it doesn't talk about rules.

Dai Xiao, like most idealistic photographers, was attracted by the "view" of Luoyang Town, but was not ready to deal with "people". After the inn was opened, all kinds of tossings followed one after another, and it was considered that they had learned the real lessons from the scorched head.

He An pushed the door into the room. Lily of the valley was sleeping on the bed with a woolen blanket.

The child was just terribly frightened. Although he was asleep right now, tears were still on the tip of his eyelashes, and his facial features were twisted in aggrief.

He An was so distressed that she stood by the side and held her little hand for a long time.

In the past, when he was a normal Omega, the child cried, and he could immediately calm her with strong pheromone. Now, he can only spend dozens of times, waiting for a constant concentration of pheromone to drift out, and slowly bathe the child.