"I'm so sorry about that." Lu Wanwan went to dig through her wallet.
Searching through her wallet, she couldn't even find a hundred-yuan bill, which was quite embarrassing…
Zhao Chen waved his hand, "Really, it's not necessary. I don't rely on this for a living, it's just fun to see some gossip and share it."
Her eyes widened, watery, "Xiaozhao, can you share more of this kind of stuff with me in the future?"
"Of course, no problem. For the greater good, for the greater good," he said with a dry laugh.
When they arrived at the newspaper building, Zhao Chen took out his mobile phone, "I told you it's still early, we've got fifteen minutes left. Oh, I have another photo, want me to give it to you too?"
Lu Wanwan, now completely forgetting the gloom of being ditched by Gu Annan, asked eagerly, "Would that be convenient?"
Zhao Chen nodded repeatedly, "Convenient, very convenient."
Not giving it would mean a dock in salary, okay?
