God Descends the Second Element

　　 "Why does Qihaijiang do this part-time job?"

　　Neon Most high schools explicitly prohibit students from going out to work. The Shengzaki College where Wang Hao is studying also has this rule. Just like An Yilun also tried to hide that he was doing a part-time job, but it seems that Yuechan already knew about it...

　　 This afternoon, Wang Hao also saw An Yilun standing in front of the office and taking a few deep breaths. Then he walked in with a resolute attitude. He didn't care. He thought it should be part-time work, right?

　　 Although he is not very clear about the school rules of the high school affiliated to Shuiming University of the Arts, before Wang Hao sent Zhenbai to school, he carefully investigated it and the school rules seemed to be quite strict.

　　 Well, but Chihiro Chihiro who is a teacher has done this, Wang Hao doesn't have to worry too much. If Chihiro An Yilun's class teacher is Chihiro Chihiro, I would be moved to tears...

After thinking about it, he suddenly talked about this kind of privacy topic with a girl who had not known each other for a long time. Wang Hao instantly regretted it. From the performance of Qingshan Qihai in the coffee shop just now, he is not like a girl who admires vanity, so sure. It's because of some difficulties.

　　 "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry to talk about this topic suddenly." Wang Hao said apologetically. The atmosphere in the car was silent for a while. Through the rearview mirror, he observed that Qingshan Qihai lowered his head slightly, and his guilt was deeper.

For a moment, Aoyama Qikai's lowered head lifted up again, showing no restraint in the past, showing a smiling and sunny expression, and waving her clenched small fists, looking like a vigorous young girl, grateful Said: "Because I am very short of money now, Haosang is really a great help in giving me this job. I will definitely bring up the twelve spirits to complete the work, thank you!"

"Qihaijiang is so energetic, it's great to keep doing it in this state, maybe in the future it will raise wages and bonuses~" Wang Hao smiled, and the relaxed expression on his face returned. He was caught by Qingshan Qihai. This positive attitude is infected. What life needs is this kind of calm attitude. "Don’t refuse Qihaijiang. Other companies treat outstanding employees in the same way. Although I may not be as proud as them, I am now Anyway, I am also a cartoonist."

"Thank you, Senior is really a good person." Qingshan Qihai whispered what was in her heart, and suddenly recalled something important, her face flushed, and her tone was flustered: "Sorry, Haosang shouldn't like me calling Senior... "

　　 In fact, Aoyama Qihai didn't know what was going on. Although Wang Hao seemed to be about the same age as her, he was very mature in dealing with people, making people feel like an adult stepping into society.

　　In addition, at this age, he has successfully created a comic that can be serialized in Shueisha, so Qikai Aoyama subconsciously treats Wang Hao as an adult.

　　 I felt this way when I first met, but I don’t seem to like to treat him as a senior. Aoyama Qikai cried out inwardly. I heard that most of the authors have hidden little characters...

"No, according to the name Qihaijiang you like, the predecessor sounds pretty smooth, I don't mind..." Wang Hao helplessly stretched out his fingers and scratched his nose. If calculated according to his real age, he would be two lives. He lived a total of 34 years, and he can be counted as an uncle with a youthful appearance, right?

　　 But it’s a good idea to send a good person card or something. It’s a bit unsuitable to be a good person at such a young age...

　　...

In Setagaya District, outside the gate of Qiushui Mountain Villa, an extended limousine was parked by the aisle. Inside were two pretty girls. One of the blonde girls was Erina Narakiri. At this time, she changed. The usual calmness and dignity are completely gritted teeth with an angry expression, and even a faint black air lingers around.

The other person with purple-red hair next to him is Erina Nagiri’s secretary, Nito Hisako. He has a look and figure that is not inferior to Erina Nakiri, but he admires Erina very much and is willing to be the green leaf by her side. People gave the nickname "Secretary".

　　 "Hisasha, what time is it now?"

　　 Nakiri Erina asked impatiently, her speech pressure was very low, and it made people feel that there was a wave of anger in it inexplicably.

　　 Nito Hisasha Wenyan raised his right wrist, glanced quickly at the time on the watch, and said respectfully: "Master Erina, it's 4:11 in the afternoon."

"I can't believe it! That man made me wait for more than an hour! Don't you know how precious my time is?" Nagiri Erina's suppressed anger broke out. Yesterday, grandpa suddenly told himself that he would take time when he was free tomorrow. Go and help the down-and-out common people learn how to cook.

Although I was reluctant in my heart, it was after all grandpa’s request. Erina Nagiri listened very much to the words of Nagiri Senzaemon since he was a child. UU read www.uukanshuu.com so he agreed, and deliberately rejected the advance appointment. Good tasting, I didn't expect that nasty man unexpectedly missed the appointment!

"Hisasha, you throw this at the door, and then we will go back to Tomotsu." Nagiri Erina took out a bound booklet. This is the cooking materials she worked hard to sort out last night. That's what she wanted to do. He left, but after all he agreed to Grandpa.

Humph! After leaving the information there, she fulfilled her obligations, and she won't take care of whoever finds it.

　　 "Hay! Erina-sama."

　　 Nito Hisako took the booklet with both hands, opened the door and walked down, walked slowly to the door of Qiushui Mountain Villa, dropped the booklet at the front and back of the door, and returned to the car again.

　　 A deep and powerful roar sounded, and the limousine that had stayed here for more than an hour started slowly, passing by a black Maybach around the corner...

　　...

　　 "It's weird, where did that car seem to be seen."

　　Wang Hao frowned, and when he rolled the window to look back, he had lost the vehicle. It should be his own illusion. After all, most vehicles are similar in appearance, but why do they feel like deja vu?

After being curious for a short while, Wang Hao didn’t bother with this problem. He drove the car to a stop outside the gate of Qiushui Villa, looked at the green mountains and seven seas in the back seat, pointed his finger at the retro building outside the window, and said, “Here is Qiu Shui Villa, Qihaijiang will send Zhenbai here in the future."

　　 "Sure enough, it's right here, I live in a nearby community, and I will take care of the transportation of Zhenbaijiang!"

　　 Aoyama Qikai picked up his schoolbag, gently opened the door of the car, and walked down, not forgetting to close the door of the car, and walked forward. He waved back and smiled and said, "Bye bye, see you tomorrow."