After that, Chen Tinghan pointed at two more people and described their work, background, etc. one by one.
Zhu Wenjing was quite patient and did not rush Chen Tinghan. He just listened as he spoke.
"You don't need courage to do this. I don't even need the ability." Chen Tinghan said, "The key is the talents I know. Don't you emphasize mutual assistance? Without people, there's no mutual assistance."
Zhu Wenjing looked at Chen Tinghan deeply, a gleam in his eyes, but he concealed it and denied it, "What's the use of a milk tea girl and a brick-moving worker?"
"What's the use of a prince or princess who has everything and knows everything?" Chen Tinghan said with a half-smile, "Do they understand the sufferings of the world?"
After he finished speaking, without giving Zhu Wenjing time to refute, he said, "For example, there was a kidnapping case in Wanghai recently, which caused a lot of uproar. Until the whereabouts of the victim, the little girl, were accidentally discovered, no one knew where she was kidnapped."
Chen Tinghan said: "According to the official report, the person who found her was a motorcycle taxi driver, a nobody."
This was the "deduction process" that Chen Tinghan prepared for Zhou Jinwei. During this process, Zhou Jinwei determined the approximate area where the girl was imprisoned through clues, and found a fictional motorcycle driver in this area.
The fictional driver became the key to finding her, and also became a hero recognized by everyone in the legend, although he was only heard of but not seen.
Just in case, if someone comes to track him down, let Lao Lu put on the vest of this heroic driver.
After saying that, Chen Tinghan waited for his response. He had guessed a few things Zhu Wenjing might say in advance and prepared corresponding words, but strangely, Zhu Wenjing suddenly fell silent and stared at Chen Tinghan.
Chen Tinghan was a little puzzled: "Is there something wrong?"
After a while, Zhu Wenjing rubbed his eyes and said, "It's okay, I'm thinking about my own things."
Zhu Wenjing then stood up and said with a smile, "You're such a talker, and you're so inflammatory. You're still young, but you'll be a big deal in a few years."
Chen Tinghan was not one to be flattered. He asked, "So, can it be accomplished or not?"
"Then I don't have the final say," Zhu Wenjing waved his hand and said, "I'm just a messenger, but he usually listens to what I say. If I'm in a good mood, I'll say a few good words for you."
Chen Tinghan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the matter was almost done: "I'll pay for this cup of coffee."
Zhu Wenjing glared and asked, "You were planning to let me pay?"
The two smiled at each other, stood up and shook hands.
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