"What time does work start tomorrow?" After a while, Yi Lin asked again.

"Eight o'clock, isn't it written in the contract?" Meng Xin pointed to the contract that Yi Lin had signed not long ago, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, "You shouldn't sign it without even looking at it, right?" ”

"Yes." Yi Lin didn't refute either.

"Then I'll be there tomorrow at eight o'clock—" Ilin continued, and with a sudden thought of something, he paused, "goodbye." ”

"Huh!" Meng Xin's eyes widened, "Are you going out for dinner?" ”

"It's not." Yi Lin shook his head, then added, "The main purpose is not. ”

"Okay." Meng Xin shrugged his shoulders, "No wonder I said before that I didn't have dinner, and you didn't want to treat me to dinner." ”

Yi Lin froze for a moment, and then patted his pocket casually: "Don't I look like a poor man that much?" ”

"Forget it, goodbye." Meng Xin couldn't refute anything, just waved his hand at Yi Lin, "Don't forget to go to work on time." ”

Yi Lin nodded slightly, walked out of the studio, and closed the door by Shun.

When he walked to the entrance of the building, Yi Lin suddenly stopped again.

Reaching into his pocket, he took out a card between his fingers - it was the business card that Xian Cheng had given him earlier.

"Maybe I'm really glad I bought a small flashlight that emits ultraviolet light when I bought the battery earlier? ......" Yi Lin muttered quietly, took out a small flashlight from his blue satchel, turned on the switch, and shone it on the business card.

"Xian Cheng: Wushuang Company Technology Department"

"Contact: XXXXXXXXXXX"

Under the purple light, the black background is white, and there is no change in the slightest.

Yi Lin turned the card over, only to show faint fluorescent text:

"The Second World Qingming Town Mayor's Mansion is open to the public from 18:00 to 19:30."

Yi Lin narrowed his eyes and realized that things were not simple.

[But you don't know what it's about.] Blue Frost seems to have a mind-reading technique.

- Zn, old Fe......

- Six to seven o'clock...... I had to wait more than an hour to go online to ask about the situation......

- Hey, why is it such an unfortunate time every time, it's really painful......

[You don't have neurons, so your brain doesn't hurt.] 〕

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Meng Xin's studio......

"Knock knock!" There was a knock on the door.

"Who?" Meng Xin got up from the desk suspiciously, walked to the door, and looked out from the cat's eye, but there was no one.

"Me." Yi Lin's voice was a little muffled.

"Oh, no wonder you can't see it in the cat's eye." Meng Xin breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door, and saw that Yi Lin was standing at the door, so he stopped thinking about those supernatural events.

"............" Yi Lin, who was once again injured by a critical blow in his heart, was powerless to complain.

"Anyway, why did you come back again?" Meng Xin asked curiously.

"I've changed my mind." Yi Lin shrugged.

"Oh?" Meng Xin raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Takeout or going out?" Yi Lin asked cautiously.

"Go out to eat," Meng Xin finished speaking, seeing Yi Lin's distressed look, he reluctantly added, "For the sake of you as a child, I'll invite you." ”

"............" Yi Lin looked at his height that was only up to Meng Xin's chest, "Forget it, I'm not going to change my mind......"

"It doesn't matter." Meng Xin spread his hands.

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In a small restaurant.

"Aren't you still coming along?" Meng Xin looked at Yi Lin, who was sitting opposite him, without the slightest idea of opening the disposable tableware, and asked a little funny.

"But I'm not here to eat." Yi Lin shrugged, "Just wanted to ask you something." ”

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