When Aquaman crossed over to the Otome game, the car overturned

Chapter 39

Seeing the phone call, Zhong Jiamu became sluggish all of a sudden, and couldn't help asking worriedly: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Zhong Liu waved his hands, not wanting to affect Zhong Jiamu, "It's nothing, let's drive back first."

Seeing people not talking, Zhong Jiamu couldn't help guessing secretly, "Is it because the project is not working, and someone wants to leave?"

Speaking of which, Zhong Jiamu took out the share agreement again, "This is what the hotel staff handed over to me just now, I..."

"The hotel staff?" Zhong Liu faintly recalled the person who sent Zhong Jiamu out just now, "He is a head taller than you, about 1.9 meters by my visual inspection, and he has a pretty face."

As he spoke, Zhong Liu's thoughts changed.

In this world, men with two legs are easy to find, and those with good figure, tall appearance, good temperament and quality are obviously one in a million.

The matter of the project was imminent, Zhong Liu stepped on the gas pedal again, "Mumu, I will send you back first, I want to go to the hotel."

Zhong Jiamu didn't know the reason, but he still nodded.

The hotel was still some distance away from where Zhong Jiamu lived, Zhong Liu was thinking about how to revitalize this variety show.

Party A's father kicked two people, even if the waiter agrees, it still needs another one.

Zhong Liu's mind was running rapidly, sending Zhong Jiamu back was all based on instinctive memory.

When they arrived at the location, Zhong Jiamu went downstairs with the pile of materials. Zhong Liu was crazy to catch people and make up the number. At this moment, seeing Zhong Jiamu, he felt that his features were beautiful.

"Mumu," Zhong Liu leaned on the car window and asked, "Do you want to be on a variety show?"

Zhong Jiamu looked at Zhong Liu strangely, frowned and refused resolutely, "I can't even sing or dance, brother, are you sending me there to die?"

Zhong Liu explained, "It's just to make up the number. This variety show has an elimination mechanism, and your goal is to play in one round."

As soon as he heard it, he knew that his brother was going to cheat him, Zhong Jiamu said with disgust: "Brother, why don't you find someone else first."

Zhong Liu sighed, started the car, and said to himself aggrievedly: "As expected, my brother doesn't love me at all."

Zhong Jiamu sensed something was wrong, "Wait a minute, brother, are you going back to the hotel?"

"That's right," Zhong Liu thought he was handsome and waved his hand, "I have to hurry up and catch the little brother who sent you off just now, time waits for no one."

Zhong Jiamu asked: "Aren't you afraid of Nianyu or didn't stop anyone?"

A confused and desperate expression appeared on Zhong Liu's face.

A few days have passed since the incident of escaping marriage, and after Zhong Jiamu confirmed that no one came to the door, a stone finally fell from the bottom of his heart.

He told Zhong Liu Song Shuo's name and ID, and by the way gave him a thank you letter written by himself, and asked him to hand it over to the front desk.

Zhong Liu went out in high spirits and came back dejectedly.

Zhong Jiamu opened the door, and saw Zhong Liu sighed deeply.

Zhong Jiamu asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Liu shook his head, "Song Shuo has resigned."

Zhong Jiamu was a little surprised, "I heard before that his relatives found him a job at that time, how could it be so fast..."

"I was also asking, and the person at the front desk gave me a call from Song Shuo, but the number was empty."

Zhong Liu lay on Zhong Jiamu's sofa, desperately said: "Heaven is going to kill me!"

Until now, Zhong Jiamu didn't even think about why Zhong Liu needed to recruit people into the team so urgently, "What's going on? Brother, can you tell me in detail?"

Zhong Liu glanced at him quietly, and then told him everything he knew.

"How long until that variety show starts shooting?"

"I can only delay it for a month at most."

Zhong Liu looked at him hopefully, "Mumu, are you willing to help me?"

Zhong Jiamu ruthlessly refused, "I just asked, I didn't say I would go."

Zhong Liu was extremely sad and angry for a moment, and was about to go home after shaking his hands.

Zhong Jiamu followed Zhong Liu downstairs and asked, "If you are short of funds, why don't I sign the transfer agreement last time and give you some money?"

"Why sign?" Zhong Liu said, "What I lack is money? What I lack is the right person!"

Zhong Jiamu comforted him all the way until Zhong Liu drove out of the basement before turning around and taking the elevator.

The elevator door opened from both sides, Zhong Jiamu was about to walk in, but found a person standing inside.

It is not a strange thing that there is someone in the elevator, but this person is actually Song Shuo who Zhong Liu was crying and howling just now and failed to catch.

When Song Shuo saw Zhong Jiamu, he also had a slightly surprised expression on his face, and the next second he smiled again, "What a coincidence."

Zhong Jiamu also smiled, "What a coincidence."

The elevator went up all the way, Zhong Jiamu took this opportunity to thank Song Shuo, "When I was in the hotel before, thank you very much for helping me."

"You're welcome," Song Shuo said, "After all, this is what I should do as a staff member."

Zhong Jiamu nodded, and then Zhong Liu's words just now sounded, "May I ask if you left the hotel?"

Song Shuo has nothing to hide about this, "Yes, I just left my job a few days ago."

At this moment, the door of the elevator opened, Zhong Jiamu hesitated for two seconds, but saw Song Shuo stepped out of the elevator first.

Zhong Jiamu showed a little surprise, he followed Song Shuo out of the elevator.

Then came a bigger coincidence, Song Shuo took out the key and opened the door.And that door happened to be adjacent to Zhong Jiamu's home.

Zhong Jiamu laughed first, "What a coincidence."

Song Shuo looked up, looked at Zhong Jiamu and pointed to the door next to him, "I live next to you."

Song Shuo nodded, "It's really a coincidence."

Song Shuo was taciturn, he obviously didn't want to talk much, he just wanted to enter the house.

For some reason, Zhong Jiamu felt an impulse and grabbed the door handle that was about to close.

"It's like this, I have a variety show here, and there is still one person missing," Zhong Jiamu took his brother out for a walk, "Are you interested?"

Song Shuo withdrew his hand that was about to close the door. He looked down at Zhong Jiamu, showing a helpless smile for some reason.

"are you going?"

Zhong Jiamu shook his head.

"I found a new job here, I'm afraid I won't be able to go," Song Shuo restored his polite smile at that moment, "Is there anything else?"

Zhong Jiamu withdrew his hand embarrassingly, "Oh, that, sorry to bother you."

"No."

The door closed in front of Zhong Jiamu.

Zhong Liu told Zhong Jiamu the good news within a few days, he finally found a suitable person.

Then Zhong Liu sighed again, "It would be great if I could meet that Song Shuo that day, then we will have all the people."

Not long after he was depressed, before Zhong Jiamu cheered him up, Zhong Liu quickly revived as before, full of fighting spirit, "I don't believe that my first internship project in my life has been stranded like this! Mumu, talk back, I Keep looking for someone!"

Zhong Liu has always been like this. Although part of the reason for going abroad was to avoid Yi Wenbai, he also carefully chose a major he liked when he went abroad.

Zhong Jiamu looked at the share transfer agreement in his hand, and suddenly felt that he didn't need to shy away from He Wen so much.

If you don't take this thing, just return it, and since He Wen kicked him out, he hasn't done anything excessive, and he hardly even appeared in front of him.

Zhong Liu's emotions also moved Zhong Jiamu, and he decided to return the share transfer agreement to He Wen now.

Originally, Zhong Jiamu didn't want to go to Jiawen Group, so he took a taxi to the place where He Wen lived, and knocked on the door.

After a while, there was no sound from behind the door.

Zhong Jiamu put his finger on the panel that the door lock scanned and identified. Two seconds later, the door lock clicked and opened.

Originally, he just wanted to try, but he didn't expect that He Wen hadn't canceled his control right now.

Zhong Jiamu pushed open the door cautiously, the room was silent, the furnishings were exactly the same as when he left, as if he had only gone out for a short time, and now he finally came back.

Zhong Jiamu originally planned to leave the materials in the living room, but after thinking about it, he felt that the materials should be placed in the study.

In case someone opens the door and finds this thing...

The study room has dual permissions, and the password and pupil film must be correct at the same time to open.

Zhong Jiamu tried it, and the study room was completely defenseless against him, and the brown wooden door opened slowly in a second.

For a moment, Zhong Jiamu didn't know what he was doing.

Zhong Jiamu lowered his eyes, "Forget it, return the things, and it will be settled."

He walked into the study and put things on the desk.

But there is always something wrong with the bookshelf behind the desk.

Zhong Jiamu walked around the desk, only then did he see that the bookshelves were not the same as before.The sides of the bookshelf are all protruding.Zhong Jiamu pushed lightly, and the space behind him was completely displayed in front of Zhong Jiamu.

At that moment, the first person Zhong Jiamu thought of was Nian Yu.

In the secret room covered with layers of photos, there are all kinds of messy items in it. It was only after Zhong Jiamu thought about it carefully that he realized that these were all things he had used.

The pencil that comes standard with the system, and the test paper with his name written on it, Zhong Jiamu looked around, and he found his draft in a corner.

The faces are blurred, but only an action and picture arrangement are roughly drawn.

What did the art teacher say at the time?

【I originally wanted to bring you the draft, but later a classmate said he knew you, so I gave him the draft and asked him to bring it to you. 】

At the beginning, Zhong Jiamu thought that the classmate he knew was Nian Yu, because after searching through the classmate records, there was no photo or name of Nian Yu.

But in the same way, He Wen's name was not there.

During the campus stage of the game, it was never mentioned that He Wen was a student of Z High. If the art teacher mentioned the classmate, if he didn’t know him, he must be wearing the school uniform of Z High.

Zhong Jiamu panicked, he hurriedly restored the draft to its original position, and arranged the secret room like he had never been before.

It's just that the more flustered a person is, the easier it is to make mistakes.

There were already many piles of things on the table in the secret room, Zhong Jiamu shook his hand, and a stack of papers fell down like a butterfly.

Among them, Zhong Jiamu found something more familiar.

He picked up the two pages and looked at them. It was the thank you letter he asked Zhong Liu to hand over to the front desk a few days ago.