People in Tokyo, the world is clear

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He didn't even pull his hand out, but just moved left, right, back, back, and forward.

He swayed his body slightly like this and led the way at a trot.

Faced with such a terrible threat, Lin Sen had no choice but to quicken his pace and follow the aimless wandering of the financier.

It's really like wandering around like a headless fly.

An hour ago, I bought a few handmade cakes at a bakery. After taking them out, I handed one to him. Then, standing by the trash can, I opened the plastic wrapping and scooped it out with a few spoons. I casually stuffed the trash and the bag in my hand into the bin.

An hour later, he brought them to the door of the bookstore, swept through the shelves, took most of the items, and then filled the backpack behind Lin Sen.

"Is it full?"

"Not even close. Get ten more copies of 'The Last Kiss'!"

"Greedy-kun is actually still concerned about sales at this time."

"must."

After a while, he was taken to the mall again and pushed Lin Sen into the clothing store.

"Which one do you like?"

"I don't like it either."

"Then take whatever you want."

So the female editor casually picked up a few pieces of clothing with price tags equivalent to half a month's salary at Longhuwu, stuffed them into her arms, and then forcefully pushed them into the fitting room.

“Try them all.”

After confirming the fit, all the products turned into packaging bags in front of the checkout counter.

The male employee in charge lowered his voice and opened his eyes wide.

"Brother, this is your girlfriend?"

"No."

The denial has absolutely no credibility.

All I got in return was a thumbs-up from the clerk wearing a hat.

"That's awesome. These days, I've only ever seen men buy clothes for women. Yours is a first. It's really Xiaodao who pulled our ass and opened our eyes."

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"Brother, you must have some extraordinary strengths."

This comment was later repeated by employees of many stores.

By the time the clock hand moved forward one more hour, Lin Sen was already piled high with bags of all sizes.

Feeling hopeless, he just followed a female editor who was on a shopping spree.

"Editor Sasakawa spends enough in one day to pay off my debt twice."

The woman leading the way in front of him covered her mouth and yawned slightly. Her every gesture showed the dullness of a rich person.

She pulled her hand out of her pocket, raised it, and waved it casually twice.

"A little money. Something for you."

"I can't afford it. I mean, can you return them all and give me some cash?"

"That's a nice thought, Daydream-kun."

Sasagawa Rimei turned around.

"You can use these gifts yourself, but you must keep them safe for me. If I find out you're secretly selling them, you should know the consequences."

"Understand."

Lin Sen sighed.

"So, this is what Editor Sasakawa meant by having nothing but money?"

I just felt envy, jealousy and hatred.

He lowered his head and was about to continue expressing his feelings, but he heard the woman in front of him speaking in a negative voice.

"no."

"Then why do you take your buddies around?"

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After not getting a response for a long time, Lin Sen raised his head to seek an answer.

But he found that the scene around him suddenly changed.

It is also located in the mall, just in a safe passage with no one around.

There were more than ten men in black around him.

He has a sturdy build.

He surrounded the woman in front of him and himself.

In confusion, Lin Sen heard a voice.

He is no longer as carefree, casual and willful as before.

And there is a feeling of deep, deep pressure, a calmness that strips away all emotions:

"You'll find out soon."

"About everything."

Chapter 68: Self-cultivation of Commodities

Something seems to be wrong.

There is no one around, and it is located at the corner of a safe passage, an area that few people pay attention to.

Also trapped in an encirclement.

The surroundings were filled with the kind of burly men in black suits you see in movies. They all stood in a neat line, blocking any possibility of a breakout.

If you encounter this situation on a normal day, you will definitely be panicked and alert.

but--

Lin Sen looked at the woman in front of him.

Today she wore a pair of loose white ankle-length trousers. Paired with a light-colored long trench coat of the same color, she looked slender and neat.

It's an outfit that suits her personality very well.

Currently, no expression can be seen from behind.

But her hands were still in her upper pockets, and her body didn't waver at all.

Apparently, Ms. Sasagawa had brought herself here deliberately. In other words, the current situation was within her expectations.

I suppressed my confusion and waited for further developments.

Then Lin Sen saw a man in black step forward.

I felt vaguely familiar with it, and then I remembered that it was one of the two stone lions guarding the door of an editor's house.

The one with the little finger missing.

"Miss."

The man in black addressed him, "You didn't go to work as usual today, nor did you rest at home."

jiu liu ling yi er liu er qi ling

"I know."

“And walking with the opposite sex.”

"is my friend."

"The boss is very unhappy and needs your explanation."

"Give me your father's phone number."

The man in black took the Motorola phone and wet wipes from his colleague behind him, wiped the body of the phone clean, and then bent down to hand it over.

Then, when the female editor put the receiver to her ear, the people in black approached and formed a circle with their backs to her.

While isolating the sound, uncomfortable scrutiny is cast upon you.

Lin Sen has never been moved by it.

Just put down the bags you were carrying and stand there waiting.

About five minutes passed.

The encirclement was finally dissipated.

The man in black, who had a calm expression just now, used a respectful tone when he took the mobile phone back.

"Yes."

"understood."

Then, they turned around and whispered, completed the formation, and left.

During this time, they ignored Lin Sen who always ignored them and just passed by.

Sasagawa was left standing there, with a faint smile of unknown meaning on his face.

There are few smiles and more ridicule.

It was the kind of forced smile where the eyes weren't even curved.

"Do you feel like you're gradually understanding everything, Idiot-kun?"

"I think I understand a little bit."

A certain female editor who seems to have no worries about food and clothing, a leisurely job and no shortage of money, seems to have her personal freedom restricted to a certain extent.

To the extent that any slight deviation from the so-called "fixed track" will result in questioning and scrutiny and an explanation.

Lin Sen's speculation was further confirmed in the following period.

"What makes many people envious is that I have enough money to enjoy life. I even have certain privileges at work. If I were in your shoes, most people would definitely be very satisfied."

On the way back to the editorial office with Lin Sen, Sasagawa Riya walked very slowly.

The lively and active feeling during the trip is gone, leaving only indifference.

The inexhaustible physical strength from two hours ago was completely gone.

I even found a bench to sit down and rest halfway, gently hammering my thighs to relieve the pain.

She just said it casually.

"But, how should I put it? Let me explain it with a phrase I like very much."

"Mr. Zweig once said that all gifts bestowed by fate are secretly marked with a price. Everything I enjoy now has a price."

"I can see it a little bit."

The female editor pulled Lin Sen to sit down.

He took off a large package hanging on his arm, took out one of the cloth dolls, and pulled its face hard.

"I want this."

“You bought it originally.”