Chapter 38: Who do you like best among the three of us?
"How are you going to win me over?"

After eating and drinking, Zhuo collapsed on the sofa, looking just like the comfortable expression of the old smokers in the opium dens in the late Qing Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty when they were smoking Fulu paste.

He found that being straightforward was the most effective way to talk to Zero. Although some of her words were quite hurtful, they were basically the truth... probably.

So I just asked directly.

After waiting for three seconds without hearing any answer, Zhuo turned his head and saw Ling staring at him silently with his eyes wide open.

"What, what, what...what's wrong? Have you never seen a useless person?"

"Oh, I see. You don't know what to do, right?"

Although it was a question, Zhuo used an affirmative tone.

Ling hesitated and said, "I can meet any of your requests." This was a bit arrogant, so she added, "As long as I can do it."

Upon hearing this, Zhuo smiled, blinked, and looked away.

It was already late at this time, and the light in the room seemed a little dim.

Zhuo stood up and walked to the wall to turn on the light. The halo of the incandescent lamp radiated the entire living room. He turned around and saw that Ling's gaze was indeed following him.

Under the light of the room, Ling's skin looked even whiter, so white that it seemed almost unable to cover the blood vessels on the surface of his body.

She just sat there quietly, as if she was saying something that was a matter of course, as delicate as a princess from a Grimm's fairy tale.

The two looked at each other for more than ten seconds, or even half a minute.

"Not including me," Zero added coldly.

Zhuo almost fell down on the spot.

"I haven't thought about it that way." Zhuo smiled bitterly and sat back on the other side of the sofa.

"I know." Zero said.

You know nothing! Zhuo muttered in his heart.

Zero said seriously, "I'm not the type to be liked by others, and you don't look like you're interested in me... You just like looking at legs and feet."

"The last sentence is redundant." Zhuo complained, "How do you know I'm not interested? I'm very interested!"

That being said, what Zero said was true.

She was indeed very beautiful. Zhuo had never seen a girl more beautiful and delicate than Ling.

But being beautiful does not mean being liked.

Of course, you won’t be disliked, because having good looks is an advantage.

"That's why I said, it doesn't include me." Zero said lightly.

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Zhuo felt that he could not continue discussing this topic with Ling. In just a short while, the cement in his heart had become three layers thicker.

"Would you like some water?" Thinking that Zhuo had not fulfilled his duties as a host since he entered the door, he asked as a last resort.

Zero shook his head, indicating that it was not necessary.

So Zhuo just poured himself a cup, drank it slowly, and made a decision in his heart.

"How about this? It's no use wasting time like this. Let's make an agreement, propose our own conditions to each other, and then we can each rely on our own abilities. What do you think?"

Zhuo was still aware that he was being targeted, and he also knew that he couldn't speak too absolutely.

Don't think that the little devil and Odin are trying to be nice and try to win him over with goodwill.

But if Zhuo said it outright, would these two old bastards just leave him alone and let him watch the show in a corner?

It's impossible no matter how you think about it.

Didn't we learn a lesson from World War II about this kind of situation where others are fighting to the death but some people choose to stand by and watch, and end up reaping the benefits?

The best way at this time is to work together to get rid of those who are watching the show first.

Zhuo didn't want to be eliminated, so he could only take a step back.

Zero looked at him with a questioning look, waiting for him to continue.

Zhuo didn't keep anyone in suspense: "I've already said what I think. I don't want to get involved in your affairs, but I also know it's inappropriate to say this... so!"

Zhuo raised his index finger: "As long as you can successfully win me over without disturbing my daily life, I can work for Lu Mingze." Although Ling's ability to express himself is a bit nonsensical, his ability to understand is good.

When I heard these words, I immediately understood their meaning.
Then he widened his eyes.
Looking at Zhuo speechlessly.

"This is not an agreement at all. You just put forward a condition for me, that I don't disturb your life." Ling said.

His little thoughts were exposed in an instant, and even Zhuo felt a little embarrassed.

He rubbed his nose and turned his face away, "You haven't put forward any conditions yet, so you can also put forward some, right! You put forward some too!"

Ling looked at the naive boy speechlessly. As he spoke, he actually believed his own nonsense and acted as if he was righteous.

However, Ling knew very well that he was the one who disturbed other people's lives, so he didn't want to delve into it further.

As for what conditions to propose, Lingyi had no idea at the moment. She was not a person who liked to use her brain. Her style was to just go all in when something happened.

She thought about it seriously and said, "Can I make a phone call?"

Zhuo knew what she was going to do, which was to ask for external help.

"Please do as you please." Zhuo extended a hand generously, indicating that she could do as she pleased.

Ling didn't hesitate and took out a silver nine-key mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

beep - beep -

drop!
"Sorry, the user you dialed is out of service area, please..."

"I have something to discuss with you." Ling interrupted the customer service voice coldly.

The worst thing is that the customer service was actually quiet.

Zero continued: "I..."

Ling spent half a minute recounting the agreement she and Utsunomiya Shuo had made, her tone flat and without ups and downs.

Another three seconds passed before a faint sigh came from the other end of the phone: "Sanwu, you are truly a negotiation expert. There is no place for you in the Russian Ministry of Foreign Affairs. That is a dereliction of duty on the part of the Minister of Foreign Affairs!"

Ling remained calm and did not refute.

The woman on the other end of the phone was not surprised by this, and she gave up the conversation with Ling and shouted in a louder and sweeter voice: "Kou Ni Ji Wa - Is the handsome boy there?"

It seems that he wants to negotiate directly with Zhuo.

Ling also cooperated by holding up the phone horizontally and facing Zhuo.

Of course I won’t do it!
Who would want to negotiate with a capitalist who is full of schemes!

Even if one hundred Zhuos were put together, they would not be enough to torture Su Enxi alone.

He shook his head and waved his hands frantically to express his refusal.

Ling Zhen immediately put down his phone and said calmly: "He doesn't want to talk to you."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then a slightly quieter and muffled voice came from the other end, as if someone was covering the phone with his hand and then talking to someone else.

'Does my voice sound bad?'

'It's hard to say, the dead clamp is indeed a bit disgusting.'

'I beat you to death!'

'...'

Ling waited as if it was normal, and looked up to explain to Zhuo: "They always do this."

Zhuo said nothing, but nodded to indicate that he understood.

After more than ten seconds, someone finally spoke on the other end of the phone.

"Let's put it this way, Sanwu. Our condition is to ask him a question and he just needs to answer it truthfully."

Zero said nothing and raised his phone again.

The person on the other end of the phone continued, "Handsome boy, which of the three of us do you like best?"

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(End of this chapter)