Chapter 278

Sure enough, you get what you pay for. Jiang You finished picking up the goods and pushed his bicycle forward. Before he was even halfway home, the bicycle came to a complete breakdown.

She stared blankly at the scattered bicycles.

"Pfft~".

An uncontrollable laugh came from behind Jiang You.

Jiang You subconsciously turned his head, his gaze lingering on the person who had laughed out loud under the banyan tree.

With a roguish buzz cut, he leaned half his body against a tree trunk, wearing a black vest and dark cargo pants, casually smoking a cigarette.

The man has high, sharp brow bones and naturally sunken eye sockets with shadows.

Seeing Jiang You looking at him, he merely raised an eyebrow slightly, appearing lazy and nonchalant, neither dodging nor avoiding the gaze.

The person, whose gender was unclear, glanced at him and then turned away, pulling the broken bicycle aside to avoid inconveniencing passersby.

Lu Moshu watched as the man picked up his phone, seemingly trying to figure out how to transport the bicycle and the half-person-high sack back.

He slowly finished his cigarette, but the other party still couldn't come up with a solution.

He tossed the cigarette butt into the nearby trash can and asked the person, whose gender he couldn't tell, "Need any help?"

The man seemed to freeze suddenly, squatting there without moving.

Lu Moshu took a few steps forward, looked at the broken bicycle on the ground, and squatted down.

The dense tattoos on his back spread from his shoulder blades to his waist, with rough and unrestrained lines.

Lu Moshu reached out, his fingertips brushing against the screws on the bicycle, and said slowly, "The screws weren't tightened properly, and the end was broken off..."

As he spoke, his gaze remained fixed on the bicycle. Only after he had said a lot and received no response did he look at the person, whose gender he could not discern.

The man had already stood up, and when he saw him looking over, he unconsciously took a few steps back.

What a strange person, he doesn't say a word, is he mute? Would he come over if he wasn't bored? Oh well, since he's already here, I might as well help him out.

Lu Moshu thought to himself.

"Do you have a solution?" Lu Moshu pointed to the car repair shop not far away. "If you don't have a solution, there are places to repair cars there."

The person, whose gender was unclear, seemed very uneasy, with their head bowed low, neither nodding nor shaking their head. It seemed as if they would have run away immediately if they could take the things on the ground with them.

“If you don’t say anything, I’ll take that as your agreement,” Lu Moshu said, picking up the bicycle from the ground.

"No, I..."

Lu Moshu was somewhat surprised to hear a sound as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

No matter how soft the voice was, you could still tell it was a woman's voice.

He still thought the person behind the mask and sunglasses was most likely a boy.

At this moment, Jiang You was flustered, his eyes darting around. He was unaccustomed to talking to strangers, and unaccustomed to being alone with strangers in the same place. He was afraid of being alone with a strange man and talking to him.

Lu Moshu wasn't the type to meddle in other people's business. Seeing that the girl was unwilling, he lifted his thin eyelids slightly and said, "Oh, okay then."

Just as he was about to leave, he remembered that he might be seen as a delinquent or hoodlum by outsiders, so he explained, "I'm not a bad person."

The girl didn't say anything, and Lu Moshu really left.

Repairing the factory.

Apprentice Wang Fei saw his boss return and exclaimed, "Brother Lu!"

Lu Moshu responded with a casual laugh, then slumped into his chair, opened his phone, and absentmindedly scrolled through messages. He tapped the screen occasionally, engaging in light, casual conversation with someone.

After a short while, he put away his phone and asked, "Where are Li Jie and the others?"

Wang Fei put down the wrench and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "They went to a customer's home to maintain their car."

"When I get back, I'll tell them to finish the orders they have on hand and not take any more. A rich guy wants a custom-made item."

Wang Fei nodded: "Brother Lu, I'll tell them when they get back."