The cost of treating me as a Dragon Ball

"???" Li Zheng clutched his head and cursed, "Damn, don't connect me to this! Who is Zhou Yi? I don't care, I want to get off."

"Calm down first." Ou Xingzhuo took a deep breath and firmly adjusted his glasses, "Zhou Yi is the vice dean of the Chemical Institute, the top person in charge of the training camp, quite famous in the circle."

"Damn it! I'm even more panicked now." Li Zheng fiddled with the door handle, ready to open it, "I'm the last hope for Lake Ying, don't screw me over."

Ou Xingzhuo instantly activated the child lock and swallowed, "It's just a small matter… we face the trouble together. Zhou Yi won't hold a grudge over such a trivial thing…"

"That's dishonesty! A question of character, a major taboo!" Li Zheng continued to wrestle with the handle, "Let me out, let me out!"

"A character issue, huh…" Ou Xingzhuo rested his chin and frowned, "Hmm, now that you mention it, I'm starting to panic too."

"Reverse the car, there's still time to escape."