Living in an apartment: Only children make choices.

Lin Yun hung the suit on the coat rack.

"That's absolutely right."

"It's a secure job, and you'll be even better off if you don't plan on getting promoted."

"It is said that the job comfort of civil servants is inversely proportional to their ambition."

Lin Miaomiao suddenly realized.

"That makes sense."

"By the way, is there anyone in our apartment building who is a civil servant?"

Hu Yifei thought about it carefully and said.

"It seems so, there isn't one on 567."

Lin Yun spoke up.

"Who said there isn't?"

Hu Yifei asked curiously.

"Who?"

Lin Yun said with a smile.

"This person is both far away and right before my eyes!"

Hu Yifei paused for a moment before speaking.

"Miaomiao, when did you become a civil servant?"

Lin Yun rolled his eyes.

"Hey Hey hey."

"You've pushed yourself too far!"

Hu Yifei turned her head and said in a puzzled tone.

"The key point is, no matter how you look at it, you don't seem like a civil servant at all."

Lin Yun rolled his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"Do I have to get the words 'civil servant' tattooed on my forehead?"

Lin Miaomiao asked in confusion.

"Honey, which department do you work in?"

"Did the government give you a job that you can do without doing any work because they see you pay a lot of taxes?"

"Like the Grand Scholars of ancient times, who had the title but no real power?"

Lin Yun said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"I thank you for not mentioning the Grand Secretary of the White-Haired Pavilion."

"My position and job title are confidential and cannot be disclosed to anyone."

"But you should know that I am also a government employee."

Hu Yifei suddenly realized.

"Oh, so this is the official who receives a government salary."

What are we having for dinner tonight?

Lin Yun said in a very serious tone.

"It doesn't matter what I eat, the most important thing is that you don't cook."

Chapter 1359 Not a Simple Plot to End It All (Please Subscribe!)

The Zhuge family.

Zhuge Ke asked with a serious expression.

"Great Sage, are you saying that sports car downstairs is a perk the Beasts gave to the agency for this collaboration?"

Zhuge Dasheng nodded and said.

"That's right, that's how it is."

Zhuge Ke stroked his chin and said.

"There's something I'm curious about."

"What are the details of your collaboration?"

Zhuge Dasheng said with a smile.

"Ah, it's really nothing serious."

"It's just some trivial matters."

Zhuge Ke frowned as he spoke.

"For something so trivial, you're giving us a sports car?"

"And this car is your favorite red?"

Faced with his father's questioning, Zhuge Dasheng hurriedly replied.

"With a sports car, wouldn't it be more convenient if you're in a hurry?"

"As for the color, it was just a coincidence."

Seeing the old man's still skeptical look, Zhuge Dasheng took the initiative and spoke.

"Dad, what else do you think it could be?"

"Could it be a token of love that Lin Yun gave me?"

Zhuge Ke waved his hand and said.

"I know that, it's definitely not."

Upon hearing his father say this, Zhuge Dasheng's curiosity was aroused.

Why do you think that?

Zhuge Ke spoke with reason and evidence.

"You two have known each other for so long."

"Given my brother's personality, if he wanted to, he would have done it already."

"How could we possibly wait until today?"

"I was just worried..."

Zhuge Dasheng pursed his lips and continued speaking.

"Then what are you worried about?"

Zhuge Ke said in a very serious tone.

"I'm afraid he's playing the long game, trying to catch a big fish!"

Zhuge Dasheng said, bewildered.

"What do you mean?"

Zhuge Ke did not answer, but murmured.

"I'm not afraid of hooligans who are uncultured, I'm afraid of hooligans who are rich, handsome, and patient."

[System: The old gentleman has already considered things carefully, but he still didn't guess that the person he was looking for intended to become inhuman.]

Looking at his father, who was acting as the riddle solver, Zhuge Dasheng shrugged and said.

"Dad, if you don't tell me..."

"I'm going back to my room to put on a face mask."

Zhuge Ke pressed for an answer.

"So what are we having for lunch today?"

Zhuge Dasheng spoke.

"You can order takeout yourself; I've already eaten outside."

Zhuge Ke continued, "I'll keep you in mind."

"It seems that the firm still has a lot of things to finish."

Zhuge Dasheng paused for a moment, then smiled and said.

"That's perfect!"

"Please help me with this while you're eating."

"Anyway, I'm just idling around."

"Lin Yun said that at your age, you are in the prime of your life."

"We need to keep you busy; if you're idle, you're more likely to develop dementia!"

Zhuge Ke paused for a moment before speaking.

"This kid is already setting a trap for me."

Zhuge Liang offered his advice.

"Dad, Lin Yun is doing this for your own good."

"What they said makes so much sense."

Zhuge Ke glanced at his daughter, who was siding with outsiders, and sighed.

"Okay, I'll go downstairs then."