"Clever." Wen Ci praised without hesitation.

The car passed smoothly through the intersection and came to the Xiongwen Imperial Capital.

Fang Bingqing turned his head and looked at the window on Wen Ci's side.

"Golden Dart Pawnshop." Fang Bingqing read the name and said curiously, "This shop looks quite interesting, what are they selling?" ”

Wen Ci followed Fang Bingqing's gaze and glanced at the plaque of the Golden Dart Pawnshop.

"This one?"

"Hmm."

"Sell your life."

"Sell what?" Fang Bingqing thought he had misheard.

"You heard it right." Wen Ci said leisurely, "The Golden Dart Pawnshop is a security company, you give money, and they send people to work for you." ”

"That's ......," Fang Bing said clearly.

At the end, while observing Wen Ci's expression, he quipped: "Looking at you like this, you must be very familiar with the owner of the pawnshop?" ”

"You seem to be interested in the Golden Dart Pawnshop?" Wen Zi asked rhetorically.

I originally wanted to use a cliché from Wen Ci's mouth, but I didn't expect to be reversed.

Fang Bingqing spread his hands and said seriously: "Isn't it okay?" ”

"Life is in the world, but seek stability. One day, I'll need to pay for a few bodyguards to protect me. ”

When Wen Ci heard this, he immediately laughed.

"According to your skills, it's someone else who should hire a bodyguard."

"Besides, the Golden Dart Pawnshop doesn't just take any dart."

What's the dart?

To put it bluntly, the poor can't afford their little money.

Thinking about it this way, the owner behind the golden dart pawnshop must not have clean hands and feet.

Fang Bingqing secretly sneered, but still pretended not to care on his face.

"Hmm, I see."

Wen Ci was very curious about what Fang Bingqing understood, obviously he didn't say anything.

But seeing that Fang Bingqing turned his head to look out the window again, he didn't seem to be in much interest in continuing the topic below, so he also fell silent.

*

After hurriedly eating dinner, Fang Bingqing went back to the dormitory.

Unfortunately, roommate Chen Yuyu is also there.

"Bingqing, you're back~" Chen Yuyu was eating with a pack of tomato-flavored potato chips.

"Hmm." Fang Bingqing put the computer bag on the table, "Are you staying in the dormitory tonight?" ”

"Not only tonight, but I'm going to live in the dormitory for the next half month."

Chen Yuyu frowned, looking unhappy.

"What's wrong? Isn't your home close to the school? ”

"It's not because of my mother, I have to ask my dad to take her on a trip, saying that it is to celebrate the 20th anniversary of their marriage."

"When they leave, I'm the only one left at home, so I have to go back to school to live~"

Chen Yuyu was very helpless.

"It's good to live in the school, and it's convenient to go to class." Fang Bingqing could only comfort him like this.

"It's also eh~" Chen Yuyu's deer eyes were shining.

"Bingqing, I don't have any friends at school, can I go to class with you in the future?"

"Yes." Fang Bing readily agreed.

Although she and Wen Shi are in the same major, they are not in the same class.

It just so happens that most of the courses this semester are basic courses, and many times they are taken with students from other majors, or in small classes alone.

Just like tomorrow afternoon's Daying ("College English I"), it is their Chinese 3 classes alone. In Wen Shi's Chinese 1 class, this class was scheduled for Tuesday morning.

Although Chen Yuyu is not deeply contacted, he feels very simple and can make friends with confidence.

The two of them are in the same class, and they will take care of them when they go to class together in the future.

"You've just come back and you're going out again?" Chen Yuyu saw Fang Bingqing and lifted the computer bag again.

"It's still early, go to the library and write something."

Fang Bingqing said casually, and his front foot had already stepped out of the dormitory door.

"Then you come back early, I'm bored in the dormitory alone."

"Okay."