"Hehe, you think you can get rid of me with just a cup of milk tea?”
Zhuge Dali joked.
"How about I buy the milk tea shop and give it to you?”
"The gift is too heavy. I'm afraid it will suffocate me.”
......
"Shall I send you back?"
Mu Fan said after finishing his milk tea.
"No need. I've already told Teacher Hu that I'll stay at her place tonight. I'll move my things over tomorrow.”
"Really?" Mu Fan was excited.
"You seem very excited. Let's go, it's getting late."
Of course he was excited. How could he not be excited after completing the system's mission?
When the two of them returned, everyone was sitting in the living room.
Seeing them, everyone's gossipy soul began to burn as they asked one after another.
"What do you want to know?"
Mu Fan smiled and asked.
"Both."
"Where did he go?"
"Did you hold hands?"
"Did you hug him?"
......
Everyone's words pointed out a clear path for Zhang Wei.
He smiled foolishly and said,
"Did you get a room?"
In the end, Hu Yifei slapped him on the back of his head.
"I'm tired, I'm going back to my room. You guys can ask Dali.”
Mu Fan said as he walked back to his room.
He wasn't tired, he just didn't want to face everyone and ask questions.
[Ding-dong. The host has completed the mission and has successfully obtained one lucky draw.]”
Lying on the bed, he picked up his phone and was about to play a game when he heard the system's voice.
"Lottery."
[Ding-dong. The host has received a bottle of Dali Milk Tea formula.]”
This time, the system's voice sounded again in less than ten seconds.
"What? Dali Milk Tea recipe?"
"Yes, in view of the fact that the host has drawn the Dali Milk Tea formula, the system has given the host a virtual item of 0.1 cubic meters of portable space.”
"The Dali Milk Tea recipe has been sent to the portable space.”
In his previous life, as a bookworm for many years, he was no stranger to the virtual space in the transmigration novel.
This was the standard for transmigrators.
0.1 A cubic meter of portable space was neither big nor small.
It was about the size of a 19-inch laptop.
To me, who lives in a peaceful world, it's not very useful, right?
It could only be used as a portable briefcase to store keys, wallets, and cell phones.
Mu Fan complained in his heart as he took out the milk tea recipe he had just won from the lottery from his Dimensional Pocket.
It was a bottle of about 500 milliliters of transparent liquid.
"System, what the hell is this Dali Milk Tea recipe?”
"Adding a drop of Dali Milk Tea formula to a liter of ordinary milk tea can enhance the taste of the milk tea and make people unable to stop.”
"What is it? You won't let me open a milk tea shop, will you?"
"This depends on the host's wishes.”
"Alright, I understand."
Dali Milk Tea!
Hmm, a good brand!
He could consider opening Dali Milk Tea Shop all over the country.
He trusted the system unconditionally.
If the system said that it could enhance the wonderful taste, then it definitely could.
The system even used Dali's name for the milk tea recipe.
Moreover, the mission is related to Dali. It seems that the system wants me to attack Dali.
Just as she was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door.
After putting the Dali Milk Tea recipe into his Dimensional Pocket, he asked,"
"Who is it?"
"It's me."
"Come in."
The door creaked open.
Zhuge Dali walked in with a smile and a glass of milk.
"Drink this glass of milk while it's hot. I'm going to rest. Good night.”
He didn't nag or drag his feet. After putting down the milk, Zhuge Dali walked out and closed the door.
What did he mean?
Why do I feel like she's trying to attack me?
......
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, several days had passed.
That morning, Zhang Wei was sitting in front of his office.
At first, he was calm and confident.
As time passed, he became more and more impatient.
Ever since the law firm opened, he had repeated this every day.
At the beginning of work, they all had extremely good hopes, but gradually, it turned into disappointment.
"Hello, welcome to Zhang Wei Law Firm. How can I help you?”
Zhang Wei tidied his clothes and sat up straight as he said in his heart.
After saying that, he walked to the opposite side and sat down. Then, he said in his heart,
"I want a divorce, but my husband doesn't agree.”
"Very good. No, I mean, you should look for me for this kind of case. Over the years, I've taken on dozens of cases like yours and won them all without exception.”
As he spoke, he pretended to type on his laptop keyboard.
......
Just like that, he walked back and forth, playing two roles.
He didn't sit down at his desk until the client he was pretending to be left satisfied.
Then, he grinned foolishly.
"Um, curry sauce, is the door open?”
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