Chapter 109 How do I know that what you say is true?
At night, this floor became their exclusive territory, and Jiang Zhiyue could also live in the room next to Gu Zhaoye as his study companion.
Of course, this was not Gu Zhaoye’s deliberate arrangement, but Mrs. Gu’s idea.
Lin Xian'er tried to kick Jiang Zhiyue out through voting, but unfortunately the young masters on this floor did not want to participate in such a boring game.
"You should go to bed early." Chu Junche was wearing cartoon pajamas, his mouth full of foam, and he was holding a toothbrush in his hand. He was standing on the deck brushing his teeth with a grin on his face, as if he was mocking someone.
He gulped down a few mouthfuls of water and pretended to spit it on Lin Xian'er.
"Ah! You're so disgusting!" Lin Xian'er screamed and jumped away in panic.
Jiang Zhiyue stayed in the room, looking at the information on the Internet.
She posted an anonymous bounty a while ago, trying to find some clues about Lin Sheng's family. There are several specific sections on the Internet in Monterey that are protected by the region, where you can post bounties anonymously and inquire about the information you want, and the IP addresses will also be encrypted and protected.
Otherwise, Jiang Zhiyue really wouldn't dare to rashly inquire about these things on the Internet.
She looked around and found that only one person responded.
On the comment page of the question, there is a pure gray avatar and the nickname is a string of garbled numbers and symbols.
[It has been a long time since anyone dared to ask about these things. What? Are you Lin Jun's enemy? Do you want revenge?]
Jiang Zhiyue felt creepy.
Whether you inquire about the secrets of these powerful people online or offline, it feels like being pierced by those sharp and deep eyes through the screen.
She was just curious about what happened in Lin Sheng's two families, but she didn't want to get nothing and get herself into trouble.
Jiang Zhiyue was just about to click to exit when a new message appeared on her phone.
It was still the same person who made another comment: [Transfer me 5 million and I will tell you a piece of news. I know the inside story.]
Five million. Jiang Zhiyue forced herself not to curse. Why didn't this man just rob? To her, this world was like a slave society. Every penny was hard-earned money. Jiang Wanrou needed money for her medical treatment, and she would need money to go abroad in the future.
Her bottom line was 300,000, which was the compensation she earned from helping Xiao Jingrun as a translator twice.
Jiang Zhiyue decided to quit the website. Her eyes fell on the last few words. She clicked the reply button again, [How do I know that what you said is true? Transactions require inspection.]
The other party did not reply. Jiang Zhiyue waited for a long time, but no message appeared. At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Jiang Zhiyue quickly turned off the screen.
It’s Chu Junche.
Jiang Zhiyue looked through the peephole and saw him touching his stomach in the corridor and asked her if she could make him a midnight snack.
There is no chef on the cruise ship, so everyone has to prepare their own dinner. There are ten kitchens on several floors, which is enough for everyone to prepare their own dinner.
Jiang Zhiyue didn’t know how the others ate, so she prepared dinner for herself and Gu Zhaoye, and of course, for Xiao Jingrun, as a thank you for helping her out.
Although Gu Zhaoye disagreed and wanted to add something to Xiao Jingrun's dinner, she stopped him and said, "If there was no president and I was beaten, you would be even angrier than you are now, right?"
Gu Zhaoye nodded.
Jiang Zhiyue, "So, just thank the president for not making you so angry now."
Gu Zhaoye felt that there was something wrong with what he said, but the logic seemed to be correct, so he asked Jiang Zhiyue to send a meal over. However, he still warned her fiercely that from now on, she was not allowed to care about other people's lives and just had to take care of him.
Everyone knows that Jiang Zhiyue has good grades, but no one expected that her cooking skills are also so good. She can make simple ingredients into something different, with good color, aroma and taste. Even without five-star chefs and high-quality ingredients, and with servants serving her, even ordinary dishes can make people salivate.
Gu Zhaoye liked to show off in such situations. He took a photo of his dinner and posted it in the chat room. He also sent one to Mrs. Gu, saying that everyone on the cruise was hungry and he was the only one who had eaten. He asked Mrs. Gu to give Jiang Wanrou some bonus.
Jiang Zhiyue checked the time and opened the door. "You haven't eaten yet?"
She thought that he was with Chu Junyue, and Chu Junyue looked like a very reliable person. What's more, he and Lin Xian'er could be considered relatives in the future, so the young lady would not let herself suffer.
"Zhiyue, there is also a special student from the music department on board this time. Lin Xian'er ordered that girl to prepare food, but it was very unpalatable. She got angry in the kitchen." Chu Junche said slowly, "I don't know where my brother went. I don't know if he ate or not. No one cares about me."
"I'm so hungry."
It was already very late at this time. If it were any other time, Gu Zhaoye would definitely not have slept yet. However, as it seemed that everyone had not yet adapted to the nightlife on the ship on the first day, they were all in low spirits. Even Gu Zhaoye had fallen asleep after dinner.
Jiang Zhiyue didn't hear the noise from the next room. She looked at him and sighed softly, "Then wait for me for a while."
She locked the suitcase in the room and went out with her cell phone.
Chu Junche stared at her blankly for a while. Perhaps he didn't expect the girl to agree so readily. The light in the depths of his bright eyes couldn't help but change.
"Zhiyue, you are so nice..." His voice was sticky.
Jiang Zhiyue felt that he was like an abandoned stray dog, which reminded her of the time before the exam when Chu Junche discovered that milk had been thrown into her locker and helped her find the evildoers and threw the milk back into her cupboard.
He said, "Our world is only suitable for fighting violence with violence."
Jiang Zhiyue agreed with this statement. Besides, she had already made a decision in her heart that she would have to deal with Chu Junche in the future.
She took him to the kitchen and told him not to let Gu Zhaoye know.
Chu Junche followed her like a good dog. If he had a tail, it would probably be wagging wildly at this moment.
But they had not walked far before the door of the room opposite suddenly opened. A man in black pajamas with an expressionless face, like a demon god, stood there for a long time and then followed them.
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The food that Jiang Zhiyue can cook are all Gu Zhaoye’s favorites.
Chu Junche felt uncomfortable when he heard about Gu Zhaoye. He said obediently, "Make me whatever Zhiyue likes to eat."
The cruise ship was equipped with fast food and some fresh frozen meat. Jiang Zhiyue helped him fry a black truffle steak and made a glass of fresh juice.
She stood by the stove, lit the fire, and used the food processor with nimble hands.
Chu Junche noticed that she had probably just finished taking a shower and had her hair casually tied up in a bun, but the hair by her ears was slightly wet and there were water droplets on her pink earlobes.
The air was filled with that faint fragrance again.
Chu Junche couldn't help but move closer to her, his Adam's apple rolled and his breathing became heavy.
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