Chapter 39, Agreement Established

"Handsome boy, which of the three of us do you like best?"

The person who asked this question on the phone was undoubtedly Su Enxi.

Zhuo was silent on the phone, his mind flashing with the image of Su Enxi in "Dragon Clan": a capitalist, a Wall Street tycoon, with hundreds of billions of dollars in liquid funds, and she had never been in a relationship, etc...

This question is also very technical, giving you an ambiguous illusion that "tell who you like and that person will be yours."

But in fact, others are just asking.

Zhuoneng found it hard to imagine that this question came from Su Enxi, who had no experience in love. This question should have been asked by Jiude Mai.

Please forgive me for not being able to take on this move because his rank is not high enough.

Zhuo looked at Ling desperately, asking her for help.

He did this action without thinking, just like when he is daydreaming or thinking, he always likes to look around, but actually has nothing in his mind.

Ling, who was holding the phone, blinked his eyes and put the phone away expressionlessly.

"He said he likes me the most." Ling said to the phone in a tone of minus two hundred degrees.

"..."

"..."

"..."

There was silence for three or four seconds without anyone speaking.

Then Su Enxi's voice came from the phone.

"Understood. Goodbye."

Beep—the phone was hung up.

After the call was suddenly hung up, Zero put down the phone calmly, put it back into his pocket slowly, and then looked at Utsunomiya Shuo again.

"Then... the agreement is established."

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"Good morning."

"Uh... good morning." Zhuo opened the door and looked dazedly at the girl standing in front of the door, who was a head shorter than him.

It was already Sunday morning, 7:31 AM to be exact. Zhuo heard the doorbell and got up, and saw the scene behind him when he opened the door.

"Mr. Romanov, what is this..." Zhuo looked at the sandwich and the paper cup of hot milk in Ling's hand and asked puzzledly.

"Breakfast." Lingyong said as a matter of course, and then lifted them up in front of Zhuo.

Of course, you can tell it’s breakfast, but the question is why?
Didn’t we make an appointment last night? Why are you here today?

He blinked in confusion.

Ling held up a sandwich and a paper cup of hot milk. "Did this disturb your daily life?"

This should have been a question, but Ling's tone was too cold, and she always had a stern face, so it always made Zhuo feel that if he answered "sorry for disturbing you", Ling would break his waist.

"No, thank you very much." Zhuo reached out to take it and looked down. Both the sandwich and the milk were steaming hot. It seemed that they were just made and delivered.

I guess this is Zero's "winning over strategy"—delivering food.

This direct and old-fashioned way of increasing favorability may seem childish even to elementary school students, but it is just right for Zhuo.

Should we say: Sincerity is always the ultimate skill?

For women, emotional and material needs vary. Some love romance, some look at strength, and some look at looks...

It's very simple for men. A simple meal can make them flattered.

And the time of the knock on the door is also very clever, 7:30 AM sharp! This time is almost the unified wake-up time for students, not too early or too late.

Zhuo even suspected that Ling ran over immediately after buying breakfast, then waited in front of the door while looking at the time, and then rang the doorbell at 7:30 AM.

Oh~~It’s really distressing.

Although he looks like a piece of ice, he is so warm when doing things!
Don’t use this to test cadres!
"Would you like to come in and have a drink of water?"

"no need."

"Then...thank you?"

"Um."…

...

Afterwards, Zhuo returned home with the breakfast brought by Ling and sat down at the dining table with mixed feelings.

Looking at the carefully selected sandwiches and hot milk in front of him, he always felt that the development of things was a bit dreamy... How did things turn out like this?
To be honest, Zhuo felt a little guilty for accepting this breakfast.

Because Zhuo had no intention of working for Lu Mingze, not at all.

Lu Mingze has his own ideas, and he has his own ideas. Both of them have nothing to lose, and only Ling, who is caught in the middle, has a hard time.

It is said that people who can achieve great things are cruel.

Zhuo felt that he would never achieve anything great in his life.

Sandwiches and milk are a great combination for breakfast, nutritionally balanced and taste great.

Zhuo ate everything absentmindedly, and then sat there in a daze.

He is waiting.

Waiting for people from Pompeii.

Zero's frequent visits to the apartment building would definitely not be hidden from anyone's eyes. If Pompey really wanted to win him over, it would be his turn to make a move.

Although Zhuo didn't like these things, he had to cheer up and deal with them.

result,

Pompey did not come.

...

...

"this is for you."

It was noon, Zhuo opened the door again and saw the "Three-No" Lolita waiting at the door. The latter was still holding a lunch box in her hand. Judging from the packaging, it was bought from the "Mo" curry shop.

"Thanks?"

Although Zhuo didn't want to trouble Ling, he thought that if he refused, Ling would probably have even more headaches, so he had no choice but to accept it.

At this point, there is no need to maintain the previous vigilance. As long as I don't explicitly express my intention to "work for Lu Mingze", my peaceful life can continue like this.

I just feel a little sorry for this girl.

However, this situation will not last too long. In another two and a half years, Lu Mingfei will make his debut. By then, Ling will go to Kassel Academy and he will no longer have to waste time with a mediocre person like himself.

Zhuo tried his best to smile and no longer distanced himself from her.

If we were just friends, Zero would really be a perfect friend.

Of course, Zhuo will remember all these favors. If there is a chance, he doesn't mind giving up a piece of [Nothing] to repay Ling's kindness.

For example, five years later at the Akademi River, Zhuo could make a wish and make everyone in the Kanto branch have diarrhea, so that Zero wouldn't have to destroy his own knees to stop them.

For example, when escorting Lu Mingfei to northern Siberia six years later, he could also risk his life to accompany the gentleman...

It's just that he's a bit clumsy and full of shortcomings, and he might become a burden.

"What's wrong?" Zhuo asked puzzledly.

Zero, who was a head shorter than him and had to look up to look him in the face, looked dazed.

"...Nothing." Ling, startled by the voice, lowered his head, and the golden hair on his forehead blocked Zhuo's view.

"Oh."

"That's it, I'll take my leave now." Ling bowed slightly and turned to walk towards the elevator.

The outside of the lunch box that the other party handed to him was slightly warm, and the warmth was transmitted to the palm of his hand. Zhuo couldn't tell whether it was the body temperature of Ling's palm or the temperature of the food itself.

He sighed and returned to his home.

By the way, the dinner that day was also delivered by Ling, which was pork chop curry, and Zhuo ate it all up.

　Thanks to brother AinsorpAur for the four monthly tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)