"Let's introduce ourselves properly. My name is Lin Yaowei, a local from Capital City."
After everyone had dispersed, the young man reached out his hand to Wang Yu again and proactively gave his name, with a sincere smile on his face.
"Wang Yu, from Bird City, but only for three days." Wang Yu returned a slight smile and shook hands with him.
Wang Yu had a very good impression of Lin Yaowei, not because Lin helped him, but because he didn't see the arrogance and insolence of a rich second generation in Lin.
A moment later, they let go of each other's hands, and Wang Yu asked with a smile, "I really want to know why you helped me."
Lin Yaowei laughed and said, "Honestly, I don't even know why I helped you, maybe just because I took a liking to you. Also, my intuition tells me that you are a friend worth making. It's that simple."
