In Chengdu, apart from Wen Ying and his colleagues, the person Xiao Niu is most familiar with is Zheng Zhihe.
"Lawyer Zheng, are you free now? I'll treat you to a midnight snack!"
Zheng Zhihe was confused when he received the news.
Having a midnight snack?
Is his relationship with the little salamander close enough that they can have midnight snacks together?
If a man and a woman eat supper alone at this late hour, I'm afraid something bad will happen!
——How can I, an upright and just lawyer, accept an appointment with a female client?
——What if the woman wants to seduce me, how should I resist?
Zheng Zhihe touched his face.
The night will make him more handsome and also more ambiguous.
Although he had a lot of thoughts in his mind, he was not slow to reply. His hands were more honest than his brain, and he had already replied to the little salamander.
"Where is it?"
"I'm sorry to have you spend so much money, why don't I treat you?"
While Zheng Zhihe was happily replying to the message, he convinced himself: I am just worried about the safety of the female party. If a young girl can't ask me out for supper, her safety will not be guaranteed if she asks someone else out.
Harmony is the most important thing and do one good deed every day.
Zheng Zhihe feels that he is awesome!
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It was not until the next morning that Chen Ru learned about the sales figures for the first three months of "Teenage Idol".
“So many sold!”
Wen Ying wanted to use a calculator to calculate the royalties, but Chen Ru figured it out mentally.
More than 2.5 million before tax, this is really a lot of money.
After tax...it's still a lot of money!
Chen Ru had just ordered Wen Dongrong not to use the royalties last night, but now she couldn't help but ask Wen Ying, "How are you going to spend this money?"
This is a trap question, and any answer will be wrong.
Fortunately, Wen Ying already had the correct answer.
"I don't plan to spend it. I don't have any money to spend."
The money just passed through Wen Ying's hands once, how could she have the chance to spend it?
Wen Ying was very confident in this answer. Chen Ru looked at Wen Ying's expression carefully and found that what Wen Ying said was actually the truth. She was a little surprised, but more satisfied.
Wen Dongrong glared.
——This must be a lie!
Wen Ying rolled her eyes secretly. This is the fucking truth, even truer than real gold!
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