Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 1060 Fireman vs Cartoonist 3
Wei Chengze frowned and said in a disdainful tone: "Isn't it just a broken company? Why don't you just quit and come to work in my company?"

His voice paused for a moment, and he smiled slightly, "How about being my assistant? The starting salary is 50,000 yuan a month. Isn't it more than what you make when you work hard and stay up late every day to draw comics?"

"No." Lin Zhi'an whispered, hanging her furry head and pinching the habit with her thin fingertips, "I'm not good at dealing with people."

There is something wrong with Lin Zhi'an.

I blush and become nervous when I talk to strangers.

It took Wei Chengze a long time to get to know her. If it hadn't been for the heavy snowfall last year, he would have hurriedly drove the feverish Lin Zhi'an to the hospital, paid the bills and administered an intravenous drip, and stayed with her all the time. It will take a long time to pry open the strong turtle shell outside Lin Zhi'an.

The golden crow slowly hangs to the west, and there is a lot of traffic.

A traffic light intersection.

Wei Chengze braked to a stop, lowered the window, looked at the SUV next to him, and took the initiative to speak: "Uncle."

The sound of wind came in, and at the same time there was a man's muffled hum.

It was like a light overflowing from the chest, very vague.

Lin Zhi'an sat in the back, her eyelashes trembling.

"What a coincidence. Where are you going?" Wei Chengze greeted him familiarly, holding half of his arm on the car window, "I'm taking my girlfriend out to eat together, brother and uncle, are you coming?"

The voice came in along the wind, a very textured voice, mellow yet clear.

Passing through the heart.

The tone is casual and ordinary.

"From last time?"

Lin Zhi'an suddenly clenched her fingertips and raised her eyes.

Wei Chengze's expression didn't change: "I managed to catch him. How about a favor from uncle? I'm treating you."

The other party choked and refused: "I have something to do today, let's wait for another day."

"Okay." Wei Chengze agreed readily. The two of them only spoke a few words on the road, and drove away as soon as the traffic light passed.

"Was that your uncle just now?" Lin Zhi'an's voice was a little soft, and her fingertips were clenched and turned white.

"Ah."

"What does your uncle... do?"

"Board games." Wei Chengze laughed, "Do you know how to play board games? My uncle has opened a board game store. If you want to play, I will take you to play."

My heart, which had been suspended just now, was beating loudly.

Suddenly fell to the bottom again.

I actually broke out in sweat.

"No need." Lin Zhi'an whispered, "I don't want to meet strangers."

It was just a somewhat familiar, even vague, voice.

Has she been stuck on manuscripts lately?
The clouds in the sky gather and disperse.

SUVs and Lamborghini are polar opposites.

In the SUV, Zhou Shu was sitting in the car. He had just answered the phone and said with a calm expression: "You didn't say it was a reception banquet."

"Yang Qian is your college classmate, and you are not happy to ask you to pick someone up at the airport? Otherwise, what would you do?"

The voice on the other side of the phone was filled with anger: "I've been guarding that shabby board game store of yours all day long! Even if I introduce you to a job and make you the manager, you won't go. You're a third-year man. Zhou Shu, what are you going to do? Maybe you still want to go back to the fire department——"

"I'll go." A faintly impatient voice interrupted the stiff middle-aged male voice on the phone. Zhou Shu frowned and looked a little angry.

But the pair of eyes reflected in the car mirror were as dark and calm and sharp as still water, and all the stormy waves seemed to be extinguished in them.

Zhou Shu looked at his watch and said, "In twenty minutes, we will bring you and my mother."

The other party said: "Have a good attitude and don't show your face all day long."