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"Why does it seem to me that someone has the desire but not the courage to do it?"

Yan Rouwan suddenly jumped onto his back and poked his face playfully: "Are you really not afraid to do it because you are simply shy and inexperienced?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I have nothing to be ashamed of..."

"Would you like me to give you some advice as a girl~"

"If you let go, you won't be able to feed the cat..."

Sang Zhe and Yan Rouwan were still struggling beside the cat's bed when suddenly a loud noise came from the kitchen, scaring them both.

After a moment, Zhang Xiaoying's calm voice came:

"Excuse me."

"I didn't control the strength when cutting the vegetables."

Sang Zhe looked at the several-centimeter-thick chopping board being split in half, and instantly felt a chill run down his spine.

Yan Rouwan also let go of Sang Zhe's hand with a wry smile.

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The meal was much calmer than expected.

There was a table full of food, and the three of them sat opposite each other and ate in silence.

There were two cats next to them, also enjoying their food.

"correct."

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While Sang Zhe was eating, he suddenly said, "Xiaoying, if you have nothing to do in the next two days, go to the company and bring me lunch at noon."

Zhang Xiaoying paused for a moment, and a hint of joy flashed across her beautiful eyes for a short while.

But in the end, he nodded calmly: "Yeah."

"Eh? Didn't you go home for lunch before?"

"First, it's troublesome to go up and down the mountain. Second, the company has a cafeteria, so every meal we can save is a good one." Sang Zhe sighed, "Anyway, the cafeteria is free, so it's a waste not to eat."

There was a hint of weirdness in the look Yan Rouwan gave Sang Zhe.

"what happened?"

"You are... unexpectedly stingy."

"I call this thrifty housekeeping! You don't know how expensive oil and salt are if you don't manage the household!"

Zhang Xiaoying no longer cared too much about the quarrel between the two.

She had already started thinking about what to prepare for Sang Zhe at noon tomorrow.

Go to the company to deliver lunch to the man you love...

Hate.

Isn't this just like a wife?

Sang Zhe and Yan Rouwan were arguing when they turned their heads at the same time to look at Zhang Xiaoying, who had red bubbles on her head and a sweet and happy face.

...Does your maidservant often do this?

...Well, occasionally.

24. The true meaning of slacking off

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Early the next morning, Sang Zhe took Yan Rouwan up the mountain.

When Tang Yubing saw Yan Rouwan who had been completely trained, she couldn't stop smiling. When she looked at Sang Zhe, her beautiful eyes were filled with ripples.

"Brother Sang Zhe, you are quite capable. You have already subdued her just one night after bringing her home."

"My brother really has no interest...Would you like to let me see what my brother is capable of?"

Every time Sang Zhe answered this kind of question, he would smile innocently.

Hello sister.

We don't make appointments.

After spending a whole morning on registration, Yan Rouwan finally became a member of the Mo Dao staff.

But unfortunately, she was not assigned to the prison department.

Instead, he went to the most powerful and most important department of the magic sect.

Tianxingsi.

To put it bluntly, he is a thug.

Go out to gain experience and fight, fighting between the evil and righteous monks.

Although the risk factor is high, the treatment and remuneration are also the best.

Especially when Sang Zhe heard that Yan Rouwan, a newly-entered magic cultivator, could earn as much in one month as he did in half a year, his face turned purple.

People are more infuriating than people.

Damn, I have to find an opportunity to let this rich woman support me.

When Tang Yubing took Yan Rouwan down the mountain to see the house assigned to her, a rare hint of hesitation and indecision flashed across Yan Rouwan's face.

There was also a hint of loneliness. I wonder if it was Sang Zhe's illusion.

"Is Fairy Yan dissatisfied with the house?"

"No." Yan Rouwan blinked, and suddenly turned to look at Sang Zhe, "I can't cook. Can I go to your house for dinner?"

Sang Zhe thought about it.

"Just reimburse the food expenses."

"...You are such a miser."

Although Yan Rouwan's lips were slightly pursed, her eyes were full of smiles and her voice was a little lighter.

"Then it's settled."

"By the way." Before leaving, Yan Rouwan said, "Jiaojiao and Heixia will be left with you."

Sang Zhe: "? Why? Isn't it your cat? Don't you want it?"

"secret."

Yan Rouwan didn't explain much, just smiled playfully, then turned around and followed Tang Yubing down the mountain.

Only Sang Zhe was left with a confused look on his face, thinking about his life.

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But none of that matters.

The important thing is that I have finally completed the largest project since I joined the company.

The remuneration and commission were also more generous than expected, which made Sang Zhe more motivated to continue working.

Next job.

Those are Shi Qingyan and Si Jingzhu.

Sitting in Si Jingzhu's cell at this moment, Sang Zhe's mind was full of imagination about reaching the peak of his life after completing this job.

This is in stark contrast to Sang Zhe's relaxed and comfortable mood.

On the other side, Si Jingzhu, who was chained, was still trying his best to anger Sang Zhe.

"Hey... Hey! Sang Zhe!"

"Sang~Zhe~Are you listening?"

"Are you dead? You don't understand what people are saying?"

No matter how Si Jingzhu provoked him, or how harshly he used words to bully him.

Sang Zhe seemed to be unaware of it.

Si Jingzhu didn't shout until his throat was dry before he finally gave up in despair.

These days, Si Jingzhu has been feeling a little out of his mind.

This demonic prison is very different from what I imagined.

The prison in my imagination should be dark, dirty and damp, with the smell of decay and stench everywhere.

The torturer in my imagination should be a vicious and psychopathic person who can always imagine all kinds of inhumane ways to torture prisoners.

然而现实是.

Three meals a day, soft bed and soft pillows.

The entire prison is clean. Every day there is a sweeping lady who comes to clean the prison. When she mops the floor past you, she will ask you to lift your legs.

The windows are spacious and breathable, and when it is windy or rainy, someone will come and close the windows considerately.

Si Jingzhu even had the illusion that this place seemed more comfortable than home.

And this interrogator made himself even more anxious.

It cannot be said that he did nothing, but at least he did nothing.

When it’s time to go to work every day, clock in on time.

But as soon as he entered the door, he sat down on the chair.

Then start fishing.

When you are sleepy, take a nap; when you are not sleepy, play the communication device.

Sometimes, in order to cope with the work, I repeatedly ask myself those two meaningless questions:

"Do you want to confess or not? If you don't, we will punish you severely."

Of course Si Jingzhu refused.

But she waited eagerly for a long time, but still did not receive her punishment.

Every time he asked this question, Sang Zhe would carefully and responsibly record his answer and not admit it.

Then after recording, just throw the file aside.

Continue to fish.

Si Jingzhu was about to collapse.

She just couldn't understand why some people would take money and do nothing but just sit there idly by.

Don't you feel guilty about sucking your boss' money and fleecing him like this?

"Sang Zhe, I won't scold you anymore. Can you please answer me a question honestly?"

Si Jingzhu's voice suddenly sounded aggrieved and weak, and she blinked pitifully at Sang Zhe:

"You go to work, with no intention of working at all?"

"Ahem, don't talk nonsense. I'm a hard-working and diligent employee."

Sang Zhe said righteously: "But as the saying goes."

"The salary you get when you are working is what you deserve. Only the salary you earn when you are slacking off is considered earned by you."

"So, don't think I'm slacking off every day. I'm working every minute to make money."

Si Jingzhu looked at him dully with her beautiful eyes.

She suddenly understood.

This person's brain circuit is different from that of normal people.