"Didn't you say you weren't going to work part-time anymore?"
Saturday afternoon.
Watching Jiang Chen about to leave again, Li Shao was puzzled.
"You guys know that Manager Chen always took good care of me in the past. He called me a few days ago, asking for my help, and I can't just refuse, can I?"
"One good turn deserves another, Chen, you're doing the right thing."
While watching an American TV series, Bai Zheli adjusted his glasses and swiveled his computer chair, "But it looks like it's going to rain tonight, Chen, you'd better bring an umbrella."
Jiang Chen glanced outside at the balcony sky, which was indeed dim, with dark clouds hanging and a not-so-gentle breeze.
"I'm off."
He found an umbrella, greeted Li Shao and Bai Zheli, and left the dormitory.
Luo Peng wasn't there, God knows where he'd gone to have fun.
