Future Phone – Part One

Being someone who disliked suffering losses, despite his curiosity itching like a cat’s scratch, he said nothing and acted as if everything was normal.

After hiding in the room for a few days, on October 24th, Hao Yunyang finally wore a pair of canvas shoes and appeared in front of Liu Ming, who was preparing to eat lunch. Seeing Hao Yunyang’s outfit, Liu Ming rolled his eyes: “After watching AV in the room for days, you’re finally willing to go find a job?”

“Cough cough…” Hao Yunyang’s face turned red, and he coughed heavily to cover his embarrassment, then actively changed the subject: “By the way, Old Liu, are there any self-service banks nearby?”

“What are you up to?” Liu Ming looked Hao Yunyang up and down and said something that almost made Hao Yunyang collapse: “Running out of money from sitting around? Thinking of grabbing a kitchen knife to rob the ATM?

I’ll translate the text into English, following the specified requirements:

I want to go withdraw some money and buy a few sets of clothes. Hao Yunyang shrugged his shoulders, looking helplessly at Liu Ming, and said, “Haven’t you noticed that I’ve been wearing the same set of clothes over and over?”

“I was just about to ask you about that,” Liu Ming frowned and asked, “I see you wearing the same outfit every day, yet it’s neither dirty nor smelly, looking like you’re wearing new clothes. How do you manage that?”

“Hehe.” Mentioning this, Hao Yunyang felt a bit embarrassed, but under Liu Ming’s pressing gaze and the landlord’s intimidating presence, he had to reveal the truth: “The air conditioning is on in the room. I’m not cold when naked, so after washing my clothes, I hang them under the air conditioner to dry, and by morning they’re completely dry…”

“You… have the air conditioning on all day?!” Liu Ming was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth, “Do you know how much electricity a 24-hour air conditioner consumes? I’ve been wondering why the electricity meter has been spinning like crazy. I’ll give you two choices!”

“What?” Hao Yunyang lightly coughed.

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