Fi-god was not just ordinarily patient…
It must be said that when Ji Zhiyao heard Mo Huaifeng's serious and solemn tone and felt the gaze on his body that came from Mo Huaifeng, he realized he could only speak truthfully with nothing to lose. "… Yes yes yes!"
"Okay."
Mo Huaifeng seemed very satisfied. He reached out and patted his shoulder. "Go back."
Ji Zhiyao looked at him with a puzzled expression. "?"
"The kind of things like rules, you don't have to worry about them. Since I want you to join the team, I will definitely fight for you."
"Not that, Fi-god, why do you even do hard selling!"
"The next time we meet, address me as Captain."
"…"
Mo Huaifeng leaned half of his body out, flagged a cab, and then shoved Ji Zhiyao into the vehicle. Against a gaze of disdain that he "couldn't understand," he stuffed 200 yuan to the driver and said, "S University, thank you."
