"Ahhh … Wanqing, did you see that? That security guard was so cocky! "
Wan Xiaolou grabbed her best friend's hand excitedly. "Although I'm a rich second generation, I also want to be like him and live as I please …"
"Yeah …"
Wen Wanqing rolled her eyes and went to the second floor with her best friend.
They saw teams of black-uniformed bodyguards all over the place, completely sealing off the entire floor. Their expressions changed again.
Wan Xiaolou ran over and asked a few customers. When she came back, her expression was strange. "That person is really a big shot … the third floor has been cleared … Did you see the person who left? He's a municipal councilor …"
"Ah, I suddenly feel like I have no motivation to fight anymore."
She entered the private room on the second floor with her best friend and suddenly laughed. "How about it? Wanqing … If you can catch up to him, you won't have to fight for the rest of your life. He looks so young … "
"Do you want to die? Who knows how many mistresses such a big shot has …"
Wen Wanqing and Wan Xiaolou laughed together and enjoyed the special dishes contentedly.
After eating and drinking, she and Wan Xiaolou walked out of Purple Cloud Pavilion and prepared to take the bus.
Although Wan Xiaolou was a rich second generation, Wen Wanqing was not.
Moreover, it was normal for students to take the bus.
In order to please her best friend, Wan Xiaolou also followed. The two chatted and laughed as they waited at the bus stop.
Suddenly, Wen Wanqing's eyes froze as if she saw something unbelievable.
Wan Xiaolou's laughter also stopped.
They saw … the big shot who liked to put on a security guard uniform. He looked like an ordinary young man sitting on a bench at the bus stop with a big black umbrella in his hand. He seemed to be waiting for the bus.
"This is a good chance!"
"What a great fate this is!"
Wan Xiaolou bit her best friend's ear and teased.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Wen Wanqing was very self-aware and knew that her best friend was just joking. "I think we could make a good couple, but why did you bring an umbrella?"
She raised her head and saw a cloudless sky. It was dusk. The golden afterglow covered the ground and extended to the end of the road like a golden road.
"The big shot is the big shot. Don't guess what he's thinking!"
Wan Xiaolou was a rich second generation after all. She still had some confidence and went up to greet him. "Handsome, we just met at Purple Cloud Pavilion!"
"Oh!"
Chung Shen-soo raised his head, glanced at it, and then lowered his head to focus on his phone.
The foundation had just sent him a document, and some of the incidents in it were very interesting.
He planned to go back and plan his route, and then he could go on a trip.
Of course, the foundation only provided a portion of the information.
Moreover, some Specters could be cursed just by knowing a name or seeing a picture.
These were the top secrets of the foundation, and they would not be handed over to him easily.
'Sly, big sly … From the looks of it, the delivery company's missions may be related to the sly?'
"Hmm, let's settle it after the Annual Gala …"
He took a few glances and saw two young girls walking over. Although their voices were low, he could still hear them clearly.
He had no interest in two ordinary people.
"Let's get to know each other. My name is Wan Xiaolou. What about you, handsome?"
Wan Xiao Lou casually sat beside Chung Shen-soo.
She had thought it through very clearly. Even if she couldn't promote her best friend, she could get to know someone with a very powerful background and expand her network. It would be very beneficial for her future business.
This was the instinct of a merchant's family!
"Puppet Mutant!"
Chung Shen-soo replied casually and continued to play on his phone.
At this time, Wen Wanqing also walked over and pulled Wan Xiao Lou.
Wan Xiao Lou was very thick-skinned and asked with a cheeky smile, "Handsome … Why did you bring an umbrella?"
"Of course it's to prevent rain!"
Chung Shen-soo looked at Wan Xiao Lou with a surprised expression, "Isn't that common sense?"
Wan Xiao Lou wanted to roll her eyes, but she didn't dare to.
She smiled awkwardly and was about to say something when she suddenly felt a dark cloud above her head.
It was … a dark cloud!
The rain came quickly.
After a muffled thunder, the pitter-patter of raindrops fell one after another.
The people outside the platform quickly stood under the canopy, and many sighed because they didn't bring an umbrella.
"That's strange, the weather forecast didn't say anything about this …"
Wan Xiao Lou looked at the suddenly changed sky and praised, "Puppet bro, you're so awesome, knowing to bring an umbrella …"
"No, there's demonic energy!"
Chung Shen-soo looked up at the sky, his expression very serious.
"Demonic energy?"
Wan Xiao Lou laughed, "Puppet bro, you're so funny, are you going to say that there are two little demons here?"
The rain came quickly, and there was even a mist.
In just a few minutes, the world had become hazy.
Beep beep!
A horn sounded.
In the rain and fog, two orange headlights shone over.
Amidst the roar of the engine and the screeching of the tires, a bus slowly drove into the platform.
"Number 9 is here."
Wan Xiao Lou pulled Wen Wanqing over, "Goodbye Puppet bro, let's have a meal together next time!"
"Sure, but I'm used to freeloading!"
Chung Shen-soo nodded seriously and agreed. He suddenly pulled a little girl beside him, "Little girl … Can you lend me your umbrella?"
The little girl who was called was startled. What she was holding was actually a parasol.
Moreover, this person already had a big black umbrella in his hand.
"Big brother, you already have an umbrella …"
She pointed at the black umbrella in Chung Shen-soo's hand.
"No … That's not how you use the umbrella."
Chung Shen-soo's expression was solemn.
At this time, the people at the bus stop had already lined up, and half had left.
It seemed like everyone was waiting for this bus, causing Wen Wanqing and Wan Xiao Lou to line up gloomily to the end.
Looking at this scene, they felt even more disdainful, 'This person … Is there something wrong with his brain? What if he really snatches the little girl's umbrella, what should we do? '
"Then … Alright, Xiaomo will be home soon anyway."
The little girl handed the parasol to Chung Shen-soo and smiled sweetly, "Remember to return it to me!"
Looking at this scene, everyone's expression was full of disdain.
"Too shameless!"
"The moral degeneration of the world, the moral degeneration!"
"How can a young man be so shameless …"
"Most importantly, he already has an umbrella …"
A large group of people pointed at Chung Shen-soo, but no one got off the bus to stop him.
Chung Shen-soo's smile did not change. He took the parasol and pulled the little girl back, "Little girl, don't leave first. How can I return the umbrella to you if you leave?"
"No, I'll give you the umbrella … If you miss Route 13, Xiaomo will have to wait for a long time."
The little girl's mouth pouted as if she was about to cry.
"Ahh, I can't watch anymore."
Wan Xiao Lou was about to get on the bus, but he jumped off. "Brother Puppet, why don't I go to the convenience store to buy you another umbrella? Don't bully the little girl."
Wen Wanqing also got off, but for some reason, her hands were trembling.
Beep beep!
The bus driver honked twice more before swiftly closing the door. The bus sped away in the rain …
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