"Is drunk driving allowed in Japan?" Mo Qiuran looked at Sakura in surprise as she was about to start the car in the driver's seat.
"Sakura didn't drink." Yuan Zhisheng said, "To ensure our trip."
"It sounds like I didn't see her at the banquet..." Mo Qiuran thought thoughtfully.
Yuan Zhisheng's heart skipped a beat. Now he had a certain understanding of Mo Qiuran. For example, words that started with "Let's talk" would be followed by some completely unexpected words that he didn't know how to answer.
"I didn't expect you to be such a capitalist who exploits the working class, Mr. Zhisheng!"
As expected, Mo Qiuran stared at him, his tone filled with four parts of indignation, three parts of hatred that iron cannot be transformed into steel, and three parts of contempt.
Yuan Zhisheng: "..."
Putting aside the content of your words, how did you come up with such a tone that was as rich as a fan chart?
"You can't exploit other girls' labor just because they like you. Of course, as a capitalist, it seems normal to exploit labor... But at least you have to give some sweetness, right? For example, hold hands from time to time, or go out for a walk. Have a meal on the street or something like that..."
Mo Qiuran spoke again in the nagging tone of his parents, very much like the kind of person who sees his son in his twenties but hangs out with a group of boys all day long and there are almost no women around him. He seems to be completely insulated from girls, so he is worried about it. Parents who have problems with their sexual orientation and are unable to hold their grandchildren in the future.
"That's enough!" Yuan Zhisheng shouted, with a hint of uncontrollable sullenness on his face, "You can make fun of me, but you can't make fun of Sakura!"
"I never joke! Well, I occasionally make a little joke," Mo Qiuran vowed at first, and then maybe he thought it was a bit too arbitrary, so he modified it slightly, "But what I said is the truth. , you see Ms. Ying didn’t even refute!”
As soon as these words came out, Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but glance at Sakura who was driving.
In fact, when Mo Qiuran first said that Yuan Zhisheng was squeezing labor and so on, Sakura was very angry and wanted to speak, but Mo Qiuran quickly went on to talk about those things... So Sakura fell into a state of confusion in an instant. , my mind was in a mess, thinking how could this be possible, I hid it so well! How could it be discovered! This is absolutely impossible!
Fortunately, she didn't say it out loud, otherwise she would be defined as the female version of Lu Mingfei by Mo Qiuran... In terms of confidence in their acting skills and actual class, the two are really evenly matched.
In short, after realizing that Yuan Zhisheng's gaze had shifted due to Mo Qiuran's words, Sakura instantly became nervous. As the young master's assistant, although she usually does the work of an assistant, her own strength is definitely strong enough. It would not be an exaggeration to say that his predecessor was a top killer, possessing the magnanimity to be able to "face a landslide without changing his composure".
Then, the killer who once killed like a tangled knot became nervous and panicked just because of a look. Even Sakura felt her blood surge up, and she felt a trace of warmth on her face, and a blush appeared on her usually cold face. On her pretty face, the coldness escaped quietly as if she felt shy.
Yuan Zhisheng was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene.
He is a fool but not a fool. He would not ask something like "You are as red as a bubble teapot" which can only be asked by a lunatic at such a time. Of course, there is also the reason why he does not know this joke...
"You're blushing like a bubble teapot!" Mo Qiuran said at this time.
This sentence instantly broke the awkward and charming atmosphere in the car. Yuan Zhisheng coughed twice and asked: "What does bubble teapot mean?"
"I don't know either." Mo Qiuran replied decisively, "I just vaguely remember seeing this joke somewhere, but I'm not sure what it means. Anyway, the meaning I understand is why you blush. Is it because? It means something like that... Then I suddenly thought of a philosophical question. If you understand the meaning of a word and use it in this way, but the original meaning of the word is actually another meaning, what should you do? How to calculate it?"
Yuan Zhisheng felt a little surprised. This neurotic person could actually think of such a profound question?
"I didn't expect you, junior fellow student, to think of such a profound question!" Fingel, who had been stroking his belly and saying nothing since he got in the car, finally spoke. He felt very happy during the whole banquet. So much so that Inuyama Ga even asked the family if there was anything inconsiderate when entertaining the commissioners of the headquarters, such as not giving food, etc...
Mo Qiuran's answer was that he had bulimia and would stuff delicious food into his mouth without hesitation, which is why he eats so ferociously. However, there was no need to worry about him starving himself to death as long as he was full, he would stop. , after all, he is a human being, not a pig. Although this metaphor does not sound very good, it is surprisingly appropriate.
"You must know that I am also a good young man who is familiar with Ma Yuan, and I have been ranked among the three best students!" Mo Qiuran said proudly.
"What are the three good students?" Fingel wondered, "I don't think I have heard of it. Are there any in Cassel College? Or is it specially set up by the principal for you because you are allowed to participate in the same way as ordinary students? What kind of psychological impact might it have on other junior students after being included in the selection process?"
"I'm not a savage beast." Mo Qiuran said, "Senior, you said that I'm going to sue you for violating my reputation and ask you to pay compensation?"
"Junior, I was wrong!" Fingel simply admitted his mistake.
Yuan Zhisheng, who was observing, chose to remain silent. Originally, he planned to obtain some useful information by observing their exchange, but now it seems...
So what’s the point of this team leader admitting his mistake to the team members? Is the atmosphere within the commissioner team so good? Is this guy who looks like a good-for-nothing foodie really able to become the leader of the commissioner group just because he is senior enough?
Although the focus is on S-class Mo Qiuran, Yuan Zhisheng and others in the commissioner team do not dare to underestimate him. Can there be only two or one loser who can be with the S-class? No one with any brain would think so, but now it seems... the other party seems to have disguised himself very well, even perfectly?
Yuan Zhisheng is a little uncertain.
At this moment, Chu Zihang, who had not spoken since getting in the car until now, spoke: "There is a car following us, it's obvious."
The car suddenly became quiet, and Yuan Zhi became serious and said, "Sakura."
Ying glanced coldly and changed direction at the intersection: "I have not received any notification about vehicle following protection for the time being. It is possible that my secret protection was not notified."
"Let me ask." Yuan Zhisheng said.
"It sounds like an enemy is coming?" Mo Qiuran's eyes lit up.
"We can ensure your safety, don't worry." Yuan Zhisheng said with a straight face.
(Cavan)
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