"Secretary Geng, Sister Yingui calls you back."

Jin Minshuo got out of the car and walked a few steps before being discovered by Geng Le, who had been watching for a long time, and quickly trotted over.

He also made an excuse: "It's hard to find cigarettes in convenience stores."

Having worked as a cashier himself, Kim Minshuo naturally knew the tricks of the convenience store, and knew that Lee Eun-gyu was deliberately trying to help him out. It is rare that Geng Le is so tactful, so Kim Minshuo would not deliberately expose him - it's just that everyone is embarrassed.

After walking a few steps, I could not hear the footsteps behind me. Geng Le turned his head in confusion and looked over: "Minsuoxi, aren't you going back with us?"

"I can't." Jin Minshuo waved his hand and refused with a smile: "I received a call. Some friends are looking for me. Secretary Geng, just send Sister Yin Gui back."

"Okay. Then goodbye." Geng Le said goodbye to him, turned around and walked towards the car.

Jin Minshuo watched the car leave, and did not forget to wave goodbye. When he was almost unable to see the red lights, the smile on his face gradually disappeared and he changed into a quiet look.

He took out his cell phone and looked at it. It was a text message sent by the ramen uncle who he asked to investigate. The text message was very simple and had only a few numbers: "There is a clear idea, find a place to talk about it."

Holding the phone and pondering for a while, Kim Minshuo's brows kept frowning: it was not long since he last met...

A taxi drove from afar, slowing down in front of Jin Minshuo, and the lighted headlights shone over, making the slightest glow on his face clearly.

"Customer, where are you going?" The driver leaned over and solicited customers through the passenger's window.

Kim Minshuo made up his mind, opened the car door and got into the car, and reported the appointment with the ramen uncle: "Go to this cafe."

The taxi industry in Seoul is very competitive. Even if the seat belt is fastened, the driver is running lightning all the way, which is a waste of time. Kim Minshuo, who has been in a car accident, feels a little uncomfortable.

However, the sound from the on-board radio station made him laugh silently: It was Sun Kyu's radio program.

"A listener with the last number 9527 sent a text message saying that he had a friend named Orange and encountered some difficulties. He hoped that Shun DJ could play a nice song to comfort her." With the sound of the wind, Shun Kyu's charming and quiet voice made Kim Min-soo relax and immersed in this rare comfort.

"Well," accompanied by a coquettish voice that seemed to be a little troubled, Kim Minshuo could imagine the cute look of Sun Kyu biting his lips slightly and his eyes rolling. He felt warm in his heart and sat down a little. The driver turned his voice up.

"I don't know what difficulties this friend named Orange encountered, but Shun DJ is also caring about you like your friend and listener 9527. Do you know? No matter how difficult it is, there will always be obstacles in the world that cannot be overcome. I just hope you can grit your teeth and keep working hard. Never give up hope!"

"Then, let's be selfish, the songs from Girls' Generation, "way, to, go" are given to Miss Orange, and in front of the radio or in front of the phone. You are listening to the voice of Shun DJ." Shun Kyu's voice gradually lowered, and the joyful and wonderful music started to sound.

"Is this show very good?" The driver hummed and asked Kim Minshuo for advice: "We are traveling for rent on night shifts, so we like to listen to this radio program."

"Yes," Kim Minshuo smiled with her, and her eyes turned to the flashing and radiance that passed through the car window in an instant: "It's very good."

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"Kangsang Hamida." After taking the transportation card handed back by the driver after paying the bill, Kim Minshuo thanked him, and then pushed the door and got out of the car.

The nightlife culture in Seoul is at its peak. Even if it is late at night, the business of the cafe is still not bad, and guests are constantly in and out. In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, under the warm orange lights, people sitting face to face with smiles and conversations.

Kim Minshuo walked in, listening to the soothing accompaniment, looking for the traces of Uncle Ramen.

"Here!" A sudden greeting sound attracted Kim Minshuo's attention, but also broke the rare leisure and tranquility in the cafe.

Seeing the guests in the room looking at the ramen uncle who was standing up and waving at him, Kim Minshuo wanted to cover his face and leave with shame, pretending not to know him: It's too embarrassing! He won't be recognized!

Carefully covering his face, Kim Minshuo bent over all the way, and before he could sit down, he lowered his voice and cursed: "What are you doing? He screams, aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"Safe." He pulled him to sit beside him, and Uncle Ramen smiled relaxedly: "People who come to the cafe to have coffee and enjoy a petty bourgeois life are absolutely not interested in the nostalgic business in front of them - they are more willing to be keyboard warriors on the Internet."

"How do you choose to meet in such a place?" Jin Minshuo asked in a low voice: "Last time I saw you so careful, I made it like a joint at the subway station."

"The so-called big hidden in the city," Uncle Ramen shook his head and pulled Jin Minshuo with his words: "Do you understand? This is a common saying in Chinese."

"I don't believe that you didn't find out that I was a student of the Chinese Department of Sungkyunkwan," Kim Minshuo looked at him coldly: "Pretending crazy and stupid... What does it mean to be a clue? What did you find out?"

"Two things you told me," I took a sip of coffee slowly, and placed the mug on the table, making a crisp sound. Uncle Ramen smiled and raised two fingers: "One is to investigate who is plotting against you behind Park Bo Gum, and the other is to investigate Jung Kyung-ho,"

After licking his lips, a hint of excitement appeared in Uncle Ramen's eyes: "What do you want to listen to first?"

His eyes hesitated on the two fingers he raised, and Kim Minshuo couldn't make up his mind for a moment.

"Think clearly!" Uncle Ramen shook his fingers disgustedly, seducing Kim Minshuo.

"Lister about Jung Kyung-ho first." Kim Min-soo said, biting his lip.

"Sure!" Uncle Ramen suddenly reacted and scared Kim Minshuo so much that he jumped up: "You are indeed coveting Choi Sooyoung!"

"Speak softly!" For fear of being heard by others, Kim Minshuo quickly pulled him down and sat down: "What are you doing..."

"I thought you would ask who was plotting against you first," looking at Jin Minshuo's gaze was a little confused, and Uncle Ramen sighed: "Sure enough, it seems that you are also a sad beauty..."

"I don't know what you are talking nonsense..." He was unsure. Facing the Ramen Uncle, Kim Minshuo felt a little weak, and his tone of refutation was not strong.

"Okay, let's talk about the first thing first." Uncle Ramen teased Kim Minshuo without hesitation.

"Ah!" He shouted speechlessly, but he was not ashamed to show his urgency.
Chapter completed!