During the lunch break, Shi Sangluo originally thought to follow what Fu Chengyuan taught her and take a closer look at the planning plan of the entire film and television city.

But Mr. Wu San had already called: "Secretary Shi, is there any honor to have a meal together with you?"

Shi Sangluo had this plan himself, so he took the initiative to contact him. Now that he has called, he will save her trouble.

"Okay, I wonder what Mr. Wu San wants to treat me to?"

"Hahahaha, I'm not as noble as Mr. Fu. What kind of French and Japanese food is there? Just go to the snack street on your H-H-Hou Street. How about it?"

Shi Sangluo was a little surprised, "The traffic of people there is very large, is it convenient for you?"

"Secretary Shi, I am just a cripple, it's not that I can't walk."

“…”

"Then let's just say that. Tonight at 8 o'clock, at the intersection of Snack Street, remember to be on time."

"good."

"By the way, if you want to solve the problem, just do it yourself. I don't want to see Fu Chengyuan's dead face."

"……Um."

At 7:30 pm, Shi Sangluo took the things that Mr. Zhao had prepared for her and took a taxi to H Da Back Street.

When she arrived, it was already crowded.

Before leaving, Mr. Zhao was still worried, so he called her and put it in her bag after answering it: "Don't hang up, so we can hear your situation. If there is a sudden situation, we can deal with it in time."

Shi Sangluo touched the cell phone in his bag, stood by the roadside for a while, until a bright yellow Ferrari parked beside him.

"Secretary Shi, long time no see, it's even more beautiful."

The car window was put down, and the wretched face of Mr. Wu appeared inside and waved to her with a smile.

Shi Sangluo chuckled: "Come to see Mr. Wu, you have to dress up well."

"Oh, then I have such a great deal of face. Have Fu Chengyuan enjoyed this treatment?"

Shi Sangluo didn't want to continue this topic, so he simply said: "The snacks are very narrow, there are many passers-by, and the car can't drive in."

Mr. Wu's smile gradually faded away. He raised the car window again, then parked the car in place, pushed open the car door and got out.

Shi Sangluo frowned when he saw it: "This is the motor vehicle lane. If you park here, how can the car behind you go?"

"What do they want to do, what does it have to do with me?"

Because of the inconvenience of legs and feet, Mr. Wu San's movements were very stiff when he got off the car. He almost fell back several times. Shi Sangluo stood aside and did not move, and even took a step back.

When he finally stood up, he smiled evilly: "It is said that the secretary is kind and has a soft heart. I thought you would come to help me when you see a disabled person with difficulty in moving."

Shi Sangluo pointed to the open space in front of him: "I'll make way for you to get out of the position so that you can use more space."

"Secretary Shi dislikes us disabled people?"

"No."

Because of his lameness, Mr. Wu's height and he was Shi Sangluo. He slowly walked in front of Shi Sangluo, one high and one low: "Let's go, Secretary Shi, you must be very familiar with this place. Let me introduce what is delicious?"

Shi Sangluo nodded slightly, set a safe distance from him, and then said, "Those who can open a store here have been tested by students for many years. They are of good quality and cheap price, and taste good."

"Yes, let's go and eat soup noodles. Didn't Secretary Shi like that soup noodles stall the most?"

Shi Sangluo was shocked and smiled: "It seems that Mr. Wu has been following me a lot."

"No," Mr. Wu waved his hand and said with a smile: "You were still in college at that time and had not become Fu Chengyuan's minion. I don't know you either. Why are you following you?"

Shi Sangluo was shocked: "You said when you were in school..."
Chapter completed!