Zhao Wenbo, who was confused by the anger, took cigarettes from his pocket and held them in his mouth. Because of the heavy rain, a cigarette that had not been lit was broken from the filter.

Zhao Wenbo threw it hard on the ground.

He took out his phone and called Zhou Yu.

After answering, Zhou Yu asked on the phone in a relaxed tone, "Director Zhao?"

Zhao Wenbo hadn't thought about what to say to Zhou Yu at first, but after holding it in for a long time, he suddenly shouted, "Would Wang Yu give me an explanation?"

This is a bit interesting.

Zhao Wenbo asked for an explanation, and he just called Wang Yu himself.

Isn't it funny to say that I have to come to Zhou Yu?

However, Zhou Yu had no intention of laughing at all, but instead felt a little bit of secret joy.

Regardless of whether Zhao Wenbo accepted this fact or not, at least in his actions, he accepted the fact that Zhou Yu was Wang Yu's man.

Zhou Yu said, "When you have dinner tomorrow night, Wang Yu will definitely give you a way to eat."

"Tomorrow night?" Did Zhao Wenbo miss any key information?

Zhou Yu said, "With your relationship with Wang Yu, he wants to have a meal with you, so he won't ask you one day or three or five days in advance."

Zhao Wenbo heard a lot of information from these words.

The most important one: compensation!

What compensation? Could it be that Mr. Qu was present in person?

Thinking of this, Zhao Wenbo suddenly felt less uncomfortable again.

Zhou Yu suddenly asked on the phone, "Director Zhao, you have been wet underneath for so long, should you come up and sit down?"

Zhao Wenbo was quite happy at first.

But it’s not right to think about it. Do you know that I’m getting wet from the rain below? I’m waiting for me to call you before asking this hypocritical question?

"Not coming!"

"Go away!"

Zhao Wenbo hung up the phone and disappeared into the night in the rain.

Zhou Yu pouted and threw his phone into the pile of underwear on the bed.

She fell down in a hurry, lay in a pile of underwear, grabbed one and held it high, and said, "Old Zhao is still smart."

If Zhao Wenbo comes up to attack the enemy tonight, Wang Yu may give him something he wants.

I'm afraid it won't be his turn to those good things that come afterwards.

Zhou Yu asked Zhao Wenbo just now, but it sounded a bit redundant, but it was actually a warning:

I know you are getting wet from the rain, but I won't ask you to come up.

Not because I want to joke with you.

Instead, I tell you, stop thinking about the good things of taking up parking spaces.

There are so many colorful beds, but I can’t find one that suits me.

It was mainly because I thought it was good when I bought it.

I tried a few pieces in the mirror, and the gathering effect was really good.

However, it will always be uncomfortable after touching the embroidered style.

Anthracene...it feels bad.

So would it be better if you don't wear it?

Still not possible, if you don't wear it in summer, it's too obvious...

To prove this, she untied it and directly put a chiffon suspender.

It was not gathered together, it was too obvious. I took a handful of it and even got goosebumps when I picked it up by the snake plum.
Chapter completed!