Orihiro is not Huaimen, and Fu Ping'an has limited resources. The only thing he is familiar with is Changong Real Estate. However, Matteo is a foreigner and needs to apply for various documents to find a serious job. It is quite cumbersome and troublesome. After thinking about it, he can only ask Mu Lan for help.

When Mu Lan received the call, she agreed readily, no matter whether it was looking for a job or staying in the room, everything was fine.

"He is a man," said Fu Ping'an.

"What you want is a man. You can take care of us and keep a gas tank and change a light bulb. If the handsome guy directly recruits his husband, it's not bad. Come on." Mu Lan was as heroic as ever.

The place where Mulan lives is called Maqiao, which is very close to Huaijiang Second Bridge. A shipbuilding dormitory is across the road. The building is a building from the 1990s. The exterior walls are gray cement. The first floor has been converted into storefront rooms. Next to the community is a night market street with snacks everywhere.

Fu Ping'an brought Matteo to find Mu Lan, and Mu Lan also brought someone with her. She introduced that the person was Pan Xiaoyang, a college classmate. Pan Xiaoyang was wearing jeans hot pants and a tight T-shirt, and his long legs were white and straight. Matteo was stunned on the spot. Fu Ping'an coughed several times to remind him, but he pretended not to hear it.

Pan Xiaoyang quietly hid his legs under the table, looked down at the menu, and Matteo Ci's eyes retracted.

"You are a friend who is kind." Mu Lan said, "Where are people?"

"International friend, from Southeast Asia." Fu Ping'an finished speaking, noticed that Pan Xiaoyang raised his head, lifted his hair, his eyes lit up, and then quickly explained, "He just wanted to go to work in a dark place. His family was too poor and he didn't want to go back."

Pan Xiaoyang continued to look at the menu.

"What can he do? Can he speak Chinese?" Mu Lan was a warm-hearted person. This is Fu Ping'an's friend and a foreign guest. She became very interested.

"Come on, speak a few Chinese words to them." Fu Ping'an patted Matteo on the shoulder.

"Oh, Madou, oh 22 years old, oh, it's a bad guy, oh, please ask you guys today..." Matteo clawed his ears and said in a word. Mu Lan and Pan Xiaoyang both looked at him and encouraged him, "Don't worry, what you said is already very good, take your time."

Fu Ping'an turned his face away, and this guy was playing tricks again.

Matteo cleared his throat and suddenly said in an authentic Beijing accent: "I invite you to eat steamed lambs, steamed bear paws, steamed deer tails, roasted flower ducks, roasted chicks, roasted gooses, braised pigs, braised ducks, sauce chickens, bacon, pine flowers, small belly, dried meat, sausages, assorted Supan, smoked chicken white belly, steamed eight-treasure pigs, glutinous rice stuffed duck..."

Mu Lan and Pan Xiaoyang were both stunned. Are they foreigners? More than 98% of the Chinese are so sarcastic.

"I want to listen to stand-up comedy, a strange case of a haunted house in the leather trouser alley." Mu Lan's eyes shone.

Fu Ping'an intervened: "He knows this part, and practices it countless times to scare you."

Matteo smiled.

Mu Lan raised her thumbs up: "Okay, it's interesting. I like it. I have such a strong language talent. Just come to our company to teach English. You must speak English, Xiaoma?"

Matteo said: "A little bit."

Fu Ping'an said: "He is a Southeast Asian, looks like a southern Chinese, can he do it?"

Mu Lan said: "It's okay. Our training institution hired a bunch of messy Brazilians, Filipinos, and Libyans. As long as it is a bad person, Xiaoma, do you have a passport? Just have a passport to prove that you are not Chinese. It doesn't matter whether you speak English well or not."

Matteo Ci said: "I have a certificate, thank you. You are so beautiful and kind. If you are not my sister-in-law, I would have wanted to pursue you."

Mu Lan blushed and said to Fu Ping'an: "Why did you make our affairs public?"

Fu Ping'an said: "What's wrong with us?"

Mu Lan said: "Did you forget? Last time you got drunk and confessed to me."

Fu Ping'an couldn't argue and said to Matteo Ci: "Don't worry Mu Lan is not your sister-in-law, she wants to follow her as she wants."

But Matteo C had already picked up Pan Xiaoyang's hand and wanted to show her the trend of the emotional line.

"I won't talk to you, the waiter orders the dishes!" Mu Lan waved and called the waiter. She was a regular here. She ordered four dishes, stir-fried chicken, roasted intestine, stinky tofu, and fried waist flowers. They were spicy and smelly, and had a strong taste. They obviously wanted to spoof foreign friends.

Matteo Chou doesn't know how to use chopsticks. He carried a pair of knife and fork with him, and he actually ate with relish, and even asked for another plate of waist flowers.

Pan Xiaoyang covered his mouth and laughed, Mu Lan was speechless for a long time, and Fu Ping'an said, "It's okay, I'll treat you."

Maqiao is home to old communities, and most of the people live in out-of-towners who rent houses. People who can eat at roadside stalls basically don’t have much money. Next to them is a boy in a white shirt and a black suit. Seeing that his outfit is either a real estate agent or an insurance salesman, he only ordered a plate of vinegar, shredded potatoes and a bowl of rice, and ate it in obscurity. After the second plate of fried dough flowers was delivered, Matteo actually delivered the dish to the boy in a black suit and said, “Brother, come on.”

The man was stunned, and Fu Ping'an, Mu Lan and Pan Xiaoyang were also stunned. Matteo's behavior was very strange, but it was understandable that he was out of kindness.

The black suit refused again and again, but still couldn't resist Matteo's kindness. Finally, he accepted the dish with a laugh and cry, but ordered four bottles of beer for the table in return. He also handed over four business cards, saying that he was an agent and could find him if he needed to rent a house to buy a house.

After dinner, Mu Lan took her old classmate back to the rental house. She and Pan Xiaoyang shared a two-bedroom and one-living house. They could sublet the living room to Matteo Ci. The rent was 500 yuan per month. The condition was that they were not allowed to smoke in the house, they could not watch TV too loudly, and they could not throw smelly socks around.

"No problem, I can do it." Matteo nodded like pounding garlic.

"The sofa can be opened as a bed. This is a towel and quilt. You can cover it first. You can buy toiletries at the supermarket downstairs." Mu Lan handed the remote control of the TV to Matteo Ci and pulled Fu Ping'an into his bedroom.

Mulan's bedroom was well-tied, and there was a samurai sword on the head of the bed. She explained: "You can also chop people by playing cosplay, by the way, is this Matteo C reliable?"

"Actually, he is quite simple." Fu Ping'an said, "I promise he won't commit crimes, but he may do some unexpected stupid things, which are caused by cultural differences."

Mu Lan nodded: "I have a look."

Fu Ping'an looked at the bedroom and couldn't find any trace of a man coming. He was a little curious: "Didn't you find a boyfriend?"

"Didn't you find a girlfriend?" Mu Lan asked him back.

"Stop messing around, I'm still in school." Fu Ping'an replied with a guilty feeling. It's not that he doesn't want to find a suitable one, but he doesn't want to settle it. If he wants, a girl can throw herself into her arms at any time. But in the future, he can't act like a scumbag. If he takes off someone's clothes, he has to give him an explanation. Besides, there is always someone in his heart.

"I don't want to find one. I'm alone in a big city. Who doesn't want to have a companion? A man can shelter me from work and pick me up after get off work." Mu Lan looked out the window with a little lonely expression. "My parents have been divorced for a long time. My father has found a second new wife and gave birth to a younger brother for me. My mother went back to her hometown. She was in poor health and couldn't live a life of leaving her hometown. She has a place to go back, but I can't go back, but I can't take root in the river. The housing prices are too expensive. I can't even afford the down payment. Why do I find a boyfriend? I'm poor together, work hard to save the down payment, and then pay 30 years of loans and have a child to let the next generation continue this kind of life. I don't want to live like this."

Mu Lan's words made Fu Ping'an think of Jiang Xiaoyang and Bai Jiahui. He didn't know what the two of them are in now. By the way, Bai Jiahui hasn't appeared in Jinjiang Haoting for a long time.

"Who do you think of?" Mu Lan suddenly laughed, "You won't be like Matteo Ci, thinking about Pan Xiaoyang. They have a high vision and are determined to find a rich man to marry."

Pan Xiaoyang is more than 1.7 meters tall. It is said that she works as an administrator in a company and works as an amateur model. She does have the capital to be proud. Now she has finished washing and going back to her room to sleep.

Suddenly the atmosphere was a little awkward, and Mu Lan said, "You go back, I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Then I'll leave." Fu Ping'an left the bedroom. Matteo was lying on the sofa and watching "Rural Love Story" and waved at him: "Let's go slowly and don't send me off."

Fu Ping'an went downstairs, and the corridor was pitch black. Mu Lan lit up the flashlight of his mobile phone to illuminate him. Suddenly, he thought of his high school years. Five years had passed without realizing it, and everyone was carrying the burden of life.

He was a little worried about throwing Matteo Ci here. If Matteo Ci and Mu Lan became a pair, he always felt something was wrong.

...

At six o'clock in the morning, Mu Lan was woken up by the alarm clock on her phone and continued to sleep in a daze for a few minutes. The alarm clock she had set rang every five minutes, and finally had to get up. Because there was only one bathroom, the girl washed her face for a long time, and now there was another man at home, which was even more in short supply. It was a mess like a wolf-beating operation. Pan Xiaoyang was dressed in a white shirt and a black hip-pack skirt. He was dressed very beautifully. He set off first with Matteo's attention, and then Mu Lan cleaned up and took Matteo to work.

Breakfast was done at the pancake and fruit stall on the roadside. She then brought a cup of soy milk and squeezed it onto the bus. She had to transfer a bus in the middle. The company that Mulan works for is a large chain training institution, including early childhood education, English, programming, college entrance examination tutoring, sports and fitness, etc. She has been doing this since college. At that time, she was still a young girl who handed out flyers, and now she is a swimming coach.

Mu Lan recommended Matteo to the manager. The manager was a smart man in his thirties. After reading Matteo's travel documents, he said that this person could be used, so he started by issuing flyers.

Distributing flyers is the lowest-level job, and all the temporary staff are hired. Mu Lan felt a little embarrassed, but Matteo didn't care at all. He took a thick stack of flyers and rushed downstairs excitedly.

In the morning, there were only a few regular guests exercising in the swimming pool. Mu Lan was responsible for teaching children to swim on weekends. She also needed to send flyers to expand customers. When sending flyers, she had to go to places with high traffic, intersections, subway entrances, etc. Mu Lan met Matteo who was having fun at the subway entrance.

Matteo took off his shirt and wrote in oil paint on his body: "Swimming will make you as fit as me." Not to mention, he has bronze muscles, eight packs of abdominal muscles, and a pair of beach pants and snow-white sneakers. From a distance, he looks like a bullfrog who is a sperm sending leaflets.
Chapter completed!