Quick Wear: Please, the host is really dedicated

"Hey, why haven't you left yet?"

Zhou Zhi took another bite of the steamed bun and looked at the boy in the black work hat. He was a little surprised that he hadn't left yet. Then he punched his little airport and complained, "No wonder I was able to knock that fat guy unconscious. It's so hard."

"Forget it, after all, I bought it at half price, so the price-performance ratio is not bad."

The boy stood opposite her, finally took off his hat silently and continued to stare at her.

"You're going back just for this steamed bun?"

For some reason his voice was so dry that it made him sound like someone who had no worries about food and clothing thanks to a rich woman, but it sounded a little too familiar.

"Of course, what else do you think? However, I went back and took a look, and there were no cameras around. I added another kick. Hey, that's a broken piece - Little Red Tea?"

Zhou Zhi was choked to the point of being unconscious, and he didn't say a word against Mantou. He was somewhat excited when he recalled the scene just now. However, when he looked up and saw Xiao Hongcha, whom he had met this morning, and remembered the wonderful and righteous performance he had given in front of the teacher, Zhou Zhi immediately wilted.

Wen Ling didn't react much to her address, but when he was silent, the deep meaning in his eyes was like thick ink that could not be erased.

Under the stern gaze of the dean, Zhou Zhi felt so embarrassed that he began to twist his hands behind his back.

She asked tentatively: "You won't turn your kindness into enmity and call the police, right?"

Wen Ling stared at her in silence for a while. That silence was enough to scare Zhou Zhi, who was originally full of confidence, into committing suicide on the spot. She was going to make a lot of money in the future, so how could she have such a stain on her life!

When Zhou Zhi had rolled his eyes eight hundred times and even wanted to deal with him to completely silence him, Wen Ling finally answered.

"Most likely not."

Zhou Zhi felt relieved a little.

"It's highly unlikely, that's probably not the case."

Zhou Zhi smiled, and his expression was extremely warm, as if the murderous intent that Wen Ling had just felt was just his illusion.

"Well, bye then!"

Zhou Zhi turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

“There is a small chance that it will happen.”

As we all know: ???

Can you say that again?

He really roars when he sees injustice, and all his passion is wasted.

“Have you ever thought that you’re screwing up my job?”

Zhou Zhi's eyes wandered: "Ah - it seems so."

"Then let's just get him in!"

Wen Ling was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect her to say that. Before he could ask the question in his mind, he heard Zhou Zhi continue to say, "By the way, your workplace is a decent place, right?"

There was no disdain in her eyes, only pure curiosity and anticipation.

Expectation? Seeing this emotion in her eyes, Wen Ling was a little confused.

What to expect?

Are you expecting his affirmative answer?

But why?

What does it have to do with her whether he is good or bad?

Wen Ling's Adam's apple rolled slowly unconsciously, and he answered dully: "It's a serious place."

“I do a serious job.”

For some reason, after deciding not to speak anymore, he still couldn't help but speak out the second half of his explanation.

Zhou Zhi certainly knew that he was doing an honest job, but someone wanted to lead him astray and he just hadn't agreed yet.

"I know you do a decent job, that's what, can you introduce me to someone?"

Wen Ling stood there for a while, without any reaction.

"Uh... is it inconvenient? I just asked you to take me there, I didn't mean to use your back door."

Besides, how could he, a poor little thing coveted by others, help her get in through the back door?

Wen Ling still didn't speak.

"I saw the ad just now, but I don't believe that it would be a decent place to post it in a corner. But since you said so, I will definitely believe you. Besides, if we want to send that thing in, we must find some evidence. I will go with you to find it."

Wen Ling pursed his lips and turned his eyes away awkwardly, not looking into her shining eyes.

That passionate gaze was too dazzling.