This was the first time Zhou Kexin met someone more openly social than she was. This girl was born to be a streamer.
"Miss," Chen Yu said with a gentle smile, "it's working hours now. If you need any help, please feel free to ask."
"If you want to chat, please visit my livestream instead."
"I'm sorry, Dr. Chen," the girl apologized, embarrassed. "I was too excited to see you. I almost forgot about the proper business."
"I came to look for you this time because I want you to help me find someone."
The girl called herself Lin Miaomiao and was an old fan of Chen Yu's livestream.
She knew all the rules.
After transferring 10,000 yuan to Chen Yu, she continued to talk about her problems.
Three days ago, when she came home from her night shift, for some reason, her car broke down halfway.
Coincidentally, the car broke down in a remote corner of the city.