"Feng Lin, what are you doing?"
Ren Shasha shook her head at Feng Lin. "We can't afford to mess with them, let's just forget it."
"I told you to take me there, can't you understand?"
Feng Lin had a look of helplessness on his face. He clearly felt aggrieved; he was taking her to collect money, yet he didn't even dare to go.
"Oh."
Ren Shasha nodded her head, having no other choice, any amount they could get out would be something.
Ren Shasha, pulling her suitcase, led the way ahead.
Feng Lin, wanting to make things easier for her, took the initiative to help pull it.
"Thank... thank you."
Ren Shasha lightly fixed her hair that the wind had disturbed, her face slightly blushing.
She never expected to meet Feng Lin here; fate worked in mysterious ways.
"By the way, did you come here to work as well?"
Ren Shasha asked from beside him.
"Yeah."
Feng Lin nodded.
"What kind of work are you looking for?"
Ren Shasha continued to ask.