It's the weekend again, and Li Zhuo rarely slept in. After waking up at around 9 o'clock, he lay on the bed and let his reveries go wild——

I have to move and find a new place to live...

...He Xiaobai had a quarrel with his family last night.

...I fell asleep, leaning on her shoulder, ...I could smell her breath on my nose.

How much money is left on the bank card? Let me do the math...

What does that feel like...?

...very comfortable and reassuring.

I have to use the wishing incense burner today...

She is a good girl..., and she is very beautiful. What kind of fairy feeling does it feel like to hold her in your arms and bully her...?

……

After a while, Li Zhuo sent He Xiaobai a WeChat message:

"Is everything okay today? If you need help, just let me know."

After waiting for two minutes, there was no reply. She must be busy. Her work schedule is different from that of ordinary office workers.

Just as he was about to put down his phone, Zhao Ying sent a WeChat message:

"Brother, Qiqi's health has improved. Is there anything you want to buy? Do you want to go shopping together in the afternoon?"

Li Zhuo felt that it was difficult for him to refuse her, so he replied:

"Sister, what time do you plan to go in the afternoon and where are you going?"

Zhao Ying replied:

"Is it okay at 3 p.m.? Tentatively at Lakeside Yintai in77?"

"I'll try to arrive before three o'clock in the afternoon. I might be busy with something. If I don't arrive at three o'clock, you can go shopping first and I'll go find you, okay?"

"Okay, don't worry, brother. If you're busy, you don't have to come over."

"Well, let me see the situation."

Li Zhuo jumped up and hurried to the bathroom to wash up and tidy up.

By this time, roommate Wu Tao had already gone to find Deng Xinhui, probably to discuss moving.

The things in his room are almost packed and he has packed a few boxes.

Li Zhuo glanced at the situation in Wu Tao's room from afar and felt that he should find time to look at the house and move.

Ignore it for now.

The top priority is to make money.

He locked himself in the room, took out the wishing incense burner, and bowed devoutly first, hoping that this mission would be closer and would not break his legs.

Then light the incense, throw it into the white copper incense burner, and close the lid.

After waiting for a moment, a needle-like sharp smoke spurted up from the incense burner, passed directly through the ceiling, and passed through the entire building, forming a long line. This long line quickly shrank and then leaped away.

Li Zhuo shared his aerial view, overlooking the passing city scene. The distance the cigarette leaped this time was not far, and it landed just after it flew into Jianggan District.

It flew to Qianjiang New Town, a hotspot area here, and began to hover in the sky.

There are many landmark buildings in Hangzhou here, such as the Grand Theater, the International Conference Center, and Raffles City. Opposite it is the Olympic Sports Center, the Gate of Hangzhou, the Large and Small Lotus Bowls, etc. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the core area of ​​Hangzhou.

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The cigarette finally determined its target and then rushed down.

It locked onto a thin little boy walking on the sidewalk by the river and formed a circle around his head.

Li Zhuo's mind soon received a reminder message from the incense burner:

"Please host go to Qianjiang New City as soon as possible, find the little boy Wang Zihan, fulfill his wish, and get corresponding rewards."

After hearing the prompt, Li Zhuo couldn't help but secretly complained. After fulfilling the wish of the little fat man Liu Haitao last time, he said that he would no longer take over the homework assignment of the elementary school monk.

We only accept tasks that require a certain level of difficulty and height, such as waxing nuclear bombs and tiling the Great Wall.

It seems that Goldfinger thought that he was bragging about his ility, so he continued to give him tasks for the 10-year-old age group.

Also, if you give him a college calculus question, he won't know it, or a high school physics question, and it will be just as ugly.

That’s all, golden fingers are still good at judging people.

Li Zhuo stopped complaining, packed up the incense burner, put it in his backpack, and then went downstairs to find his car.

Get in the car and set off, heading straight to Qianjiang New Town.

The road conditions were good today, and Li Zhuo quickly arrived at the Qiantang River in Jianggan District.

Li Zhuo found a place to park the car, and when he got out of the car, he saw the little boy wandering by the river.

In order to facilitate communication, Li Zhuo bought chocolate and Coke at a small supermarket on the roadside, and then took them to meet the little boy.

"Your name is Wang Zihan, right?" Li Zhuo found a place to sit down on the sidewalk, "Hello, little brother."

This child is about ten years old and looks very worried.

The little boy was a little wary of this tall adult man:

"How do you know my name? Are you a human trafficker?"

Li Zhuo:......

What is this little brat thinking about?

Li Zhuo asked him with a smile:

"Do you think I look like a human trafficker? Besides, you are so old, why should I kidnap you? Find yourself someone who will blow out the lamp and pull out the wax before you die?"

Wang Zihan is still very wary:

"That's not sure, what if you are interested in human organs."

"Hey, little guy, you know a lot, but I'm not interested in you. I just came to the riverside to see the scenery and relax."

After Li Zhuo finished speaking, he opened a bottle of Coke, took a big sip, and exhaled happily.

After Wang Zihan heard what he said, he relaxed his vigilance.

Seeing Li Zhuo take another sip of Coke, tearing open the package and planning to eat chocolate, Wang Zi felt greedy and couldn't help but ask:

"Does Coke taste good?"

"It doesn't taste good, it's like drinking Chinese medicine." Li Zhuo finished speaking, took a bite of the chocolate, and chewed it.

Wang Zihan asked again:

"Is chocolate delicious?"

"It doesn't taste good, it's like chewing horse manure."

Wang Zihan expressed disbelief:

"Uncle, you are a liar. How can chocolate taste like horse manure?"

Li Zhuo said:

"This smells like horse dung. Have you heard of horse dung and sea urchin? It's the same as that. Do you dare to eat it?"

He took out another piece of chocolate and threw it to him:

"If you're a man, just try it."

Wang Zihan is a clever guy. He picked up the chocolate and looked at the ingredient list.

"Ha, I knew you were lying to me. I didn't see horse manure in the ingredient list."

He tore open the package and ate it.

Li Zhuo gave him another bottle of Coke:

"Coke, Chinese medicinal flavor, try it too."

Wang Zihan also imitated him and sat down on the ground, opened the bottle cap and started drinking.

"Uncle, you are so funny. These are all good and have no peculiar smell."

Li Zhuo smiled and said:

"I have a problem with my sense of taste. Thank you for reminding me, otherwise I would be a fool."

Wang Zihan said:

"Ah, it turns out that uncle is from Inner Mongolia."

Li Zhuo didn't even explain. He raised his Coke and toasted to him, saying:

"Boy, I have Coke, do you have a story?"

Wang Zihan nodded and said:

"Yes, what do you want to hear?"

"I want to hear why you are here and what's bothering you?"

"There are too many troubles," Wang Zihan said distressedly, "My life is not happy. I am disappointed with this family. I feel tired and don't love it."

This little brat doesn’t even know whether he is tired or not.

Li Zhuo didn't smile, fearing to cause an unexpected reaction, so he asked:

"Why is life unhappy? Tell me."

"Hey, domestic violence, I was beaten three times by my parents a week, which is outrageous." Wang Zihan looked very angry.

"You are beaten quite frequently!" Li Zhuo couldn't help laughing this time, but quickly restrained himself, "Why are you beaten? If there is a problem with your parents, I will call the police on your behalf."
Chapter completed!