Peng Wenchao chased Chuzheng out: "What you said just now is true."
"What good is it for me to lie to you?"
Peng Wenchao's mind was in chaos, and he didn't know who to believe.
"How do you prove that what you say is true?"
"Mr. Peng, I don't need to prove it to you. Believe it if you believe it, or pull it down if you don't believe it. There's no loss for me."
After Chuzheng finished speaking, he left, as if he really didn't care whether he believed it or not.
Peng Wenchao: "… "
Peng Wenchao stood there, hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and dialed the number stored in the mobile phone.
But there was only a cold reminder on the phone—the number you dialed was empty.
No matter how many times he dials, he gets the same tone.
Peng Wenchao looked towards Chuzheng, Chuzheng was already reversing and was about to leave.
Peng Wenchao pulled the phone into his pocket and ran to Chuzheng to stop her.
"Is there anything you can do to help me?"
The girl in the car casually spit out a word: "Yes."
Peng Wenchao: "… "
-
Sitting in the car, Peng Wenchao kept asking Chuzheng the same question: "I have reached an agreement with him, so will I still have time?"
"The deal is not done, he can't take your time."
Peng Wenchao could be quiet for a while after listening, and then continued to ask.
Chuzheng couldn't bear it any longer: "If you can't finish it, then get out of here."
Peng Wenchao: "… "
Chuzheng threw Peng Wenchao not far from his company, told him what he needed to exchange, and asked him to quickly bring it to her.
Peng Wenchao was skeptical and left with an uneasy mood, thinking that he didn't have ten years...
He's going to be dead in ten years... no, maybe not ten years.
Peng Wenchao returned to the company in a daze. As soon as he entered the company, he saw his assistant running over in a hurry: "Mr. Peng, I just got the latest news, and they won't terminate the contract with us."
"what?"
Peng Wenchao's mind was in a mess, and he didn't know what the assistant was talking about.
It took him a while to react: "Really?"
"Really." The assistant's face was full of excitement: "Just now they called and said, I don't know why they suddenly changed their minds."
Peng Wenchao was faintly excited: "That's great..."
His company is still alive.
Does this mean it's really useful
"Go and do something for me." Peng Wenchao grabbed his assistant and explained with a serious face: "You must do it yourself, and no one can know."
The assistant was made nervous by Peng Wenchao: "Mr. Peng, what's the matter?"
Peng Wenchao asked his assistant to listen to him and whispered a few words to him.
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Outside the company, Chu Zheng was sitting in the car, looking over there with a telescope.
The phone was connected, and the voice over there came: "Miss Chuzheng, we have explained it as you said."
"Ok."
Chuzheng hung up the phone, rubbing her chin and thinking.
She wasn't sure if this task would eventually count as her own.
Now she and Wei Yi are participating in this transaction. Whether the transaction is successful or not depends on the judgment of the Time and Space Exchange.
If not, she can only wait quietly for death... No, rewind.
Now I will wait for Peng Wenchao to give her the things, and finally see how to judge.
The original owner's broken system is different from the King. It cannot communicate, and only shows tasks and results indifferently.
Chuzheng planned to follow Peng Wenchao the whole time, lest Wei Yi would run out and grab the head.
Chuzheng touched the position of his chest, and the red scarf on his chest became bright again!
-
Peng Wenchao has been staying in the company. There are so many things in the company that he doesn't even have time to rest.
Chuzheng was bored waiting below, and sent a message to her little guy, asking him to go back by himself at night.
The little guy came back in seconds.
[Xi Jing: Do you have something important to do? ]
[Chuzheng: Hmm. ]
[seat path: oh]
Chuzheng seemed to see the loss in a word, thinking about the pitiful appearance of the little guy in his mind, Chuzheng wanted to pick him up...
Business matters!
Something unexpected happened, and she finally explained that it was her here.
[Xi Jing: Then when are you coming back? ]
[Chuzheng: Later, don't wait for me, close the door. ]
[Xi Jing: Well, I'll wait for you. ]
[Xi Jing: I'm going to clean up and get off work. ]
[Chuzheng: Hmm. ]
Xi Jing probably got off work and called Chu Zheng directly.
"I'm going home now."
Chu Zheng could hear the sound of Xi Jing walking. Occasionally someone passed by. Xi Jing was talking to her in a low voice, and his voice was a little pitiful across the phone.
Chuzheng patiently didn't hang up, listening to him ramble about the trivial matters of work.
Xi Jing suddenly asked, "Isn't it annoying to hear me say this?"
Chuzheng nodded wildly in the car.
If it weren't for the fact that you are a good person, I would have hung up.
"No." Chu Zheng said against his heart very smoothly: "You say it, I will listen."
"Won't you bother me?"
"..." Oh, ancestor, how dare I bother you! "Will not."
Xi Jing likes to be happy: "Can I make you breakfast tomorrow?"
"You don't work?"
"Well, the boss said to let me take a day off." Xi Jing said obediently, "Is it okay?"
"Can."
Xi Jing's voice was a little excited: "Then what do you like to eat?"
"You know everything?"
"… "
Chuzheng hit the nail on the head, and Xi Jing was speechless.
Xi Jing can do just a few things, of course it is impossible to do everything.
"Then... what do you want to eat, I will learn, I will learn very quickly." Xi Jing and Chuzheng promised: "I won't let you down."
"You can do whatever you want, I like it." Chu Zheng paused: "As long as you do it." The good guy doesn't dare not like it.
Xi Jing suddenly became quiet, and there was no sound for a while.
"Xi Jing?"
"Sit Trail!"
Chuzheng sat upright and wondered if there was something wrong with Xi Jing, Xi Jing's voice sounded again, vaguely: "Well... I'm sorry, I was thinking about what to do for you just now."
"Don't be silent all of a sudden." Scared people to death!
I worry about you bumping and bumping every day, but my old mother doesn't worry as much as I do.
"Oh, I see."
Chuzheng heard the sound of going upstairs, and it was estimated that she was almost home.
"his..."
There was a sudden gasp on the other end of the phone. .
Chu Zheng's brows twitched: "What's wrong?"
"It's okay... I slipped." Xi Jing quickly replied, "I'm home."
"Are you injured?"
"No." Xi Jing's voice was normal, and there was the sound of the door opening, followed by the sound of closing the door.
Chuzheng asked him, "Do you want to hang up?"
Xi Jing murmured, "I don't want to."
"Then you drive and do your own thing."
"Ok."
Xi Jing reported everything to Chuzheng over there, Chuzheng found a bluetooth headset and put it on, occasionally responding to him.
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[By the way, the title of the book has been changed, and the current title is "This Big Guy's Painting Style Is Wrong"]