Song Yanqing showed a slight smile, and added Qiao Jin: "Okay."
Qiao Jin also noticed his name, but he didn't feel anything special.
WeChat? It’s just a channel for contact.
As for changing the name... Well, it's too much trouble.
Even the matter of moving his fingers, Qiao Jin finds it troublesome.
Qiao Jin's WeChat circle of friends is very monotonous, and most of them are friends from school.
Although Qiao Jin at school has no close friends, but she is good-looking, many people took the opportunity to join her.
She doesn't want to lose face to others, so she still has a lot of miscellaneous friends on WeChat.
Most of them are male.
Qiao Jin has set up WeChat message blocking, so there will be no notifications, and when she goes online at the moment, many people have sent her messages and left messages.
Few people knew about her suicide, and some messages were left to her by boys.
Qiao Jin used to have a kind personality, and he rarely rejected people. Although he didn't leave any ambiguous words for people to imagine, he confessed to her a lot on WeChat.
She hadn't gone to class for almost half a month, and naturally she didn't reply to the news, and some boys thought she did it on purpose, and her words were very rude.
Qiao Jin took a rough look and rolled his eyes calmly.
Then delete all WeChat friends one by one.
Song Yanqing noticed Qiao Jin's white eyes, and the corners of her lips smiled slightly: "Did it cause you trouble?"
Is it such an embarrassing thing for him to add her as a friend
When Song Su saw this, he suddenly pulled Song Siyin out calmly: "Dad, I have something to tell you."
Song Shiyin didn't doubt that she was there. After all, Song Suyu really wanted to know a lot.
Qiao Jin was deleting friends, when he heard the words: "No, there are too many strangers, and I don't know them very well."
Song Yanqing gave a "hmm".
Qiao Jin deletes quickly, everyone deletes all but Song Yanqing.
What is left now is valuable.
But Qiao Fei seems to have added herself...
Well, never mind, just add it back when the time comes.
After finishing, Qiao Jin said: "You will have nothing to do now, if there is anything unusual, please contact me."
She was about to leave after she finished speaking, but she remembered something and said: "... By the way, the remuneration is paid every half a month."
The price is clearly marked, and it will be squeezed once every half a month.
Song Yanqing sighed, and then raised the corners of his lips: "Could it be that you were getting paid for touching my finger last night?"
Qiao Jin snapped his fingers: "Smart."
Song Yanqing came up with this thought, but it was hard for others to think of it.
Although he didn't know what Qiao Jin was holding when he touched his finger.
dead air.
It doesn't sound like a good thing.
Song Yanqing said: "Okay. You can come and pick it up anytime."
That's the deal between the two of them.
After Qiao Jin left, Song Yanqing smiled slightly.
He lowered his eyes, and the starlight in his obsidian-like eyes was even brighter.
Walking through the ghost gate had some impact on him, but because he was in a coma, he didn't really feel much.
Now that he has heard some things from Qiao Jin that he has never heard of before, his curiosity can no longer be suppressed.
There is always a chance to figure it out slowly.
As for the person who changed his fate behind his back.
His face is getting colder.
As Qiao Jin said, there is always a price to pay for doing this kind of thing.