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Yu Yiru was thrown on the passenger seat, watching Bo Fuzhang calmly walk around from the front of the car to the driver's seat.

She quickly touched her hair first, and after touching a mess of straw-like hair, she looked towards the direction of the company without tears, and saw that everyone stood there dumbstruck, and no one came forward to ask her Case.

Yu Yiru shrank and closed the car window, sniffed and wiped away her tears.

Forget it, she doesn't want anyone who knows her to ask how she's doing now - it's too embarrassing.

The only thing she was lucky about was that she didn't wear makeup in the morning because of her haste, so she wouldn't have a more miserable end because of tears falling off her makeup.

The car started and soon drove onto the road.

Yu Yiru ran her fingers through her hair and asked, "Are there any tissues and combs?"

Bo Fuzhang took out his coat pocket, and pulled out a roll of toilet paper torn from a roll.

Yu Yiru: "..."

Bo Fuzhang said again: "If you look through the bag in the back seat, there may be a comb."

Yu Yiru looked up at Bo Fuzhang, then turned her head to look at the back seat, and she saw a large luxury bag of a certain luxury brand, and then she looked up at Bo Fuzhang again.

She wasn't envious of Bo Fuzhang's wrapping up, but felt that the other party's reaction was not normal.

Even if the two met by chance, he had encountered such a miserable thing just now, and he was still in such embarrassment now, why didn't the other party respond at all?

The so-called response, of course, refers to the most basic sympathy and concern?

Even without sympathy and concern, aren't you even curious about what happened just now?

Yu Yiru really didn't know about Bo Fuzhang, so she leaned over to grab the bag first, and glanced at Bo Fuzhang from the corner of her eye, seeing that the other party didn't respond, it seemed that she really didn't care about her flipping through the bag, so she flipped through it Bao Bian asked, "Bo Fuzhang, why are you here suddenly?"

After she finished speaking, she lost her voice for a moment in shock because of the contents of Bo Fuzhang's bag.

She saw a DSLR, four lenses, and a laptop—these were the things she could recognize, and she took a cursory look at the rest, only to see a pile of wires and wires.

At this moment, Bo Fuzhang replied: "I'll pick you up after get off work to do a part-time job."

Yu Yiru: "..."

She had forgotten about it.

Of course, after Bo Fuzhang mentioned it, she quickly remembered it, and remembered that the other party did say yesterday that he would pick her up after get off work.

Only then did Yu Yiru notice that Bo Fuzhang was also driving a good car with a very familiar logo, a luxury car brand that you can usually see.

But although it is common, it is also a luxury car.

Yu Yiru looked sideways, guessing that Bo Fuzhang might be a rich second generation who doesn't like to publicize.

And she passed through layers of wires, and finally touched a long-handled object at the bottom of the bag, and when she took it out to look, the corner of her mouth twitched again.

This is a spring/knife with a beautiful handle.

Yu Yiru felt that she was used to it, so she calmly dropped the knife and fumbled for a while. After finding out a lipstick, a mascara, a pair of sunglasses, a small round mirror and another wad of toilet paper, she finally gave up and said, "The inside There seems to be no comb."

Bo Fuzhang was not surprised, he said "Oh" and then slowly continued: "There are too many things, I forgot to take them in the morning."

Yu Yiru: "..."

Although there is no comb, at least there is a mirror.

Yu Yiru threw all the other things back into the bag, and then put them back in the back seat, holding a mirror tissue in her hand, and barely tidied up her appearance.

In the mirror, her eyes and nose were slightly red, there was still a layer of water on the eyeballs, her face was pale and her lips were bloodless, she looked extremely pitiful.

It wasn't that she was narcissistic, Yu Yiru felt that even if she saw such a girl herself, she would feel distressed and comfort her, and she couldn't understand how Bo Fuzhang could be so hard-hearted and indifferent.

She looked at Ying for a while, and sighed, "The things are still in the company, I have to go back and get them anyway."

Bo Fuzhang then said, "Well, I'll see the client first, and I'll accompany you back after the meeting."

Yu Yiru frowned and asked back: "You let me see you like this?"

She thinks she is naturally beautiful, gentle and amiable, and she can't bear to be tossed like this. Now she is in pain all over, and she just wants to lie on the bed and rest. I am afraid that even if she meets the President of the United States, she will not show any good face.

Probably because of her bad tone, Bo Fuzhang turned his head to look at her, then turned back and said, "What's the matter, it's not very good."

Yu Yiru felt that if this statement came from a certain boy, it might indeed be true, but if it came from Bo Fuzhang, she didn't really believe it.

She didn't have a problem with Bo Fuzhang, but on the contrary, she felt that Bo Fuzhang should have an appreciation for details.

Her hair is messed up now, her clothes are wrinkled, and her expression is probably worrisome. She might be able to see it after arranging it casually, but if she is a little level, she can definitely see that something is wrong with her.

Bo Fuzhang must be a person of some level, and Yu Yiru knew it from her appearance.

Yu Yiru combed her hair with her fingers, and said sullenly, "How can I see people like this."

At this time, the car stopped at the intersection because of a red light.

Bo Fuzhang let go of the steering wheel and lay down on the back of the chair, turning his head to look at Yu Yiru.

The other party's small face was gathered in the dark curly hair, and the red lips were slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

If this smile is placed in Yu Yiru's definition, it clearly means to seduce people again.

But Bo Fuzhang acted so calmly that people couldn't help but lose their minds and indulge in her eyes.

At the same time, she raised her hand and touched Yu Yiru's face.

The scorching fingertips gently swept across the skin, bringing unwarranted trembling.

She said: "It's just right now, it's just like it was before, it's too beautiful."

Yu Yiru: "..."

Unprepared, caught off guard, was praised.

Inexplicably, such a nasty and old-fashioned compliment touched Yu Yiru's facial nerves, making her want to smile.

On the one hand, she felt that "what kind of nonsense is this, I don't even know what it means", on the other hand, she also felt that Bo Fuzhang's compliment on her appearance was of great benefit to her.

Yu Yiru analyzed it in her mind for a while, and felt that it was probably because Bo Fuzhang was a beauty who gave her a sense of crisis.

People in the world say that when a beautiful woman sees a beautiful woman, they must not cherish the beauty. In Yu Yiru's view, it is pure nonsense.

Real beauties are rare, and beauties naturally cherish each other.

Because of these words, she asked, "What kind of person will I meet then?"

Bo Fuzhang started to drive again. Hearing Yu Yiru's words, he dug in his pocket for a while and took out a photo.

Yu Yiru took a look at the photo, raised her eyebrows in surprise and said, "Children."

In the photo is a short-haired girl, who seems to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, her face is full of collagen and white.

The photo was probably taken secretly, because the little girl didn't look at the camera, but the shot was very good, showing the other party's entire face clearly on the photo.

Yu Yiru first felt that the photo was taken well, then the corners of her mouth froze slightly, not daring to say anything: "Wait a minute, did you secretly take this photo?"

How could it be like this if the photos were shared on the Internet.

Bo Fuzhang nodded as a matter of course: "Of course we need to get to know the client in advance."

Yu Yiru: "..." She found herself speechless.

It didn't take long to reach the destination and the car stopped.

Yu Yiru saw the milk tea shop at the destination, and now she understood why the place was a milk tea shop.

As a little girl, she naturally chooses places she is familiar with to meet netizens.

And for a little girl, Bo Fuzhang's attire last night was probably not that good for a woman from a good family.

After Bo Fuzhang pulled over, he groped under the seat for a while and took out a stack of A4 papers.

She handed the A4 paper to Yu Yiru and said, "This is the other party's basic information, you can take a look."

Yu Yiru took it and glanced at it briefly, and couldn't help but say: "You are violating the privacy of citizens and breaking the law."

Bo Fuzhang pretended he didn't hear, took a big bag from the back seat, took the computer and a bunch of wires out, and started to fiddle with something.

Yu Yiru had no choice but to look down at the documents at hand.

She sifted through the information of the three generations of ancestors, and she probably knew that the girl was Wu Di, 13 years old, a second grader in junior high school, and the reason for placing the order was——wanting to fall in love like other students. .

Yu Yiru sipped her lips, and said with emotion: "The children nowadays are really amazing, and they want to fall in love since the second day of junior high school."

Bo Fuzhang added: "It's strange, how old were you when you talked about it?"

The other party asked naturally, and Yu Yiru replied subconsciously: "I haven't talked about it yet."

After answering, I thought, why should I answer.

She felt that she had suffered a disadvantage, so she asked Bo Fuzhang: "What about you? When was your first love?"

Bo Fuzhang didn't answer, but handed her a small rubber product and said, "Put it in your ears and try it."

Yu Yiru took it, but didn't put it in first, but asked, "What is this?"

"Ear-worn mobile communication terminal."

Yu Yiru: "... Did my expression tell you that I didn't understand?"

Bo Fuzhang lowered his head and thought for a while, and then said, "It's a remote communication device. If you put it on, I can hear your conversation and tell you what to say."

Yu Yiru suddenly realized: "Oh, a shrunken mobile phone."

Bo Fuzhang nodded approvingly: "You're right - when we meet later, you have to pretend that you don't know what she looks like, because she hasn't sent me a picture. We agreed that she will bring a A pink hat."

Yu Yiru no longer wanted to emphasize that the other party was stepping on the red line of the law, so she nodded speechlessly.

There was still a while before Yu Yiru asked again: "Speaking of which, how much money can I earn as a part-time job?"

She asked this because she felt that a 13-year-old girl was unlikely to pay a considerable amount of money to purchase this service, not to mention that the other party's information was only from an ordinary family.

Bo Fuzhang replied simply: "I'll share half of the money you earn."

"How many?"

Bo Fuzhang stretched out two fingers, and spread his palm.

"Two hundred and five?"

Yu Yiru just wanted to lament that this number is not very nice, when she heard Bo Fuzhang say: "No, it's 25."

Yu Yiru: "..."

Engage in a long time, a single! 50 RMB? !

Yu Yiru's expression changed from blank to stunned, and she felt that this beautiful woman with bright eyes and beauties had a capitalized idiot written on her face.

But Bo Fuzhang suddenly looked solemn, patted Yu Yiru on the shoulder, and said seriously: "I saw her go in, let's go, the operation code is Daisy, start."