Dear Officer Zhuang

Chapter 133 Worthy of Living Ten Years Longer Than Me

Zhuang Xun actually wanted to make a video call to Wen Mi.

After what happened last time, after he knew that Wen Mi was single, he didn't have so many worries.

However, he called several times, and the video calls he dialed out were all just unplugged, and they were cut off without even ringing.

Zhuang Xun couldn't help thinking that he was in this state when he made voice calls to Wen Mi a few times before.

Zhuang Xun opened the memo on the phone, and recorded this new strangeness in the form of the unexplainable strangeness between him and Wen Mi that he recorded.

He tried to make a video call two more times, but it was still the same situation as before.

He switched to making voice calls.

The first voice call didn't go through. Just like the video call, it was just unplugged, and it didn't ring once before it was cut off.

The second voice call, after a few rings, was connected by Wen Mi.

Zhuang Xun thought in his heart: It seems that the probability of the voice call being connected is higher.

A warm and sweet voice came from the phone: "Hello?"

Zhuang Xun put away his thoughts and said, "Are you off work?"

Wen Mi: "..."

Zhuang Xun was indeed an out-and-out straight man who didn't understand romance and chat.

It was already 10:30 in the evening, and the first sentence he spoke was actually asking if she was off work.

Wen Mi changed into a comfortable position in the bathtub and half-lyed, and said, "It's off work. Hao Caile called me just now and asked me to rush out a press release tonight, and he needs it before work tomorrow."

"What press release do you need so urgently?" Zhuang Xun said.

Wen Mi told Zhuang Xun about Xiao Jiayao's case.

She said: "...Hao Caile thinks this is an excellent hotspot. The deceased turned out to be the cousin of one of the serial murder victims. He asked me to write a press release in this direction."

"Do you think Xiao Jiayao's case has anything to do with the serial murders?" Zhuang Xun asked.

"I think there is a great possibility that it has nothing to do with it." Wen Mi told Zhuang Xun all the contents and results of her investigation that day.

In the end, she said: "Instead, I think that the man Yuan Yibei mentioned who quarreled with Xiao Jiayao may have something to do with Xiao Jiayao's death."

"Well, from your description, Xiao Jiayao's case really has little to do with the serial murder case."

With the approval of Zhuang Xun, the police elite, Wen Mi's confidence immediately increased.

"Really? You also think that Xiao Jiayao's case has nothing to do with the serial murders, right? But, Hao Caile just asked me to write a related press release, asking me to associate Xiao Jiayao's case with the serial murders."

"I don't want to write it. If I write such a press release, I will be spreading rumors. However, if I don't write it, Hao Caile will definitely scold me severely. Not only do I not have to think about the bonus, but I may also be deducted." Money." Wen Mi sighed in a dilemma.

"Are you afraid that your money will be deducted and your bonus will be lost?" Zhuang Xun said.

Wen Mi thought for a while: "I'm not really scared. Since I met you, my work has been much smoother than before. I have received bonuses for several months. I have never received a bonus before. I was often reprimanded by Hao Caile. But in the past few months, Hao Caile has not scolded me much, but praised me."

Zhuang Xun could hear her happiness of getting the bonus and being praised from the warm tone.

The corners of his lips also raised slightly unconsciously.

"If you wrote the press release according to Hao Caile's request, would you be happier than getting the bonus, not being scolded by him, and hearing him praise you?" Zhuang Xun said.

Wen Mi carefully compared and weighed in her heart.

She said with certainty: "No. I am a journalist, and I have my bottom line and persistence. Although being scolded by Hao Caile will definitely affect my mood, I will also worry about whether it will affect my future work. However, if you lose your job, you can look for it again, if you lose your bonus, you can earn it again, if you are in a bad mood, you can adjust it yourself to get better, but if you write a press release with blog traffic and disregarding the facts, I will have a bad conscience for the rest of my life.”

"The answer is obvious, and I support you not to write it." Zhuang Xun said slowly.

"You also support me not to write?" Wen Mi was surprised and a little bit happy to confirm.

"Yes." Zhuang Xun said: "Your own bottom line and persistence are more important than anything and anyone. At any time, don't abandon yourself, compromise, and join forces."

Wen Mi, who was still a little bit tangled at first, was not tangled at all when she heard Zhuang Xun say this.

Deep down in her heart, she had already made up her mind - she didn't want to write.

However, considering various factors in reality, she was a little vacillating.

She just needs someone like Zhuang Xun to push her and help her make the right decision.

What Zhuang Xun said not only applies to her today, but also to many things.

Wen Mi felt a lot more relaxed after a matter of concern was resolved.

She said with emotion: "You are worthy of living ten years longer than me. You lived so clearly! I should learn more from you."

Wen Mi was sincerely feeling emotional, but hearing these words in Zhuang Xun's heart, it didn't feel that way.

Why did she emphasize that he was ten years older than her?
Does she care about that?
After Wen Mi finished feeling, she began to talk about other things.She didn't notice that Zhuang Xun's mood was like a roller coaster, going from the peak to the bottom...

After Wen Mi took a bath, she hung up the voice call with Zhuang Xun.

Zhuang Xun was still struggling with Wen Mi's sentence "You deserve to live ten years longer than me".

When he was lying in bed at night, these words were still on his mind.

He was very concerned about the huge age difference between him and Wen Mi.

In his opinion, there are many bad things about him, as long as Wen Mi wants him to change, he can adjust and change them.Only age alone, he can do nothing.

Zhuang Xun tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. In the end, he simply picked up his phone and opened the web to search - what should girls do if they dislike boys who are too old.

Zhuang Xun scrolled through several pages of search results before finally finding a satisfactory answer.

[If girls dislike boys for being old, boys can show some charm that only older men have.For example, older men are more understanding and tolerant, more mature in their behavior and how to get along with girls.In addition, older men can also properly display their financial resources, so that girls feel more secure when they are with you, both psychologically and materially. 】

[When showing financial resources, you can also use some caution. For example, when transferring money to girls, you can transfer more suggestive numbers such as 520 and 1314. 】

Zhuang Xun compared this answer with himself one by one.

Older men are more understanding and inclusive...

He thinks that he is quite understanding and tolerant, but he doesn't know if Wen Mi feels it when she chats and gets along with him.

(End of this chapter)