What do you mean.
"What do you mean by… 'Can we get another car? Three aren't enough to wash'?"
Chen Zhongping reflexively blurted out what he was thinking; you could hear the weirdness in his tone.
"I mean, Uncle God, Uncle God, counting Auntie's car, that's only three, right? But my afternoon shift runs at least until six, and I don't mind doing a bit of overtime either. If it's only three, I'll probably be done by like five, and I'll still have time to wash another one.
If I remember right, you guys don't only have these three cars, do you? Could you bring one more, please, onēgaishimasu, I'll wash anything."
Lin Li looked sincerely at Chen Zhongping, showing his pure, burning desire.
In his memory, the car that picked up Chen Yu Ying wasn't just that one, so Middle Man could definitely drive out a fourth car to complete the last piece of the puzzle.
Middle Man, I'm begging you!
It's just a matter of moving your finger anyway!
Chen Zhongping: "…"
