Is That I'm Wiping Your Ass

To be exact, Lu Chen was very conflicted at the moment.

It was clearly Bao Shijie who was in a hurry to win. He downloaded all sorts of random items, causing Fu Jie's computer to be infected by a virus. Why should he let me wipe his butt?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt wronged. Lu Chen took the car keys from the tea table and tried to shift the conflict. He shook the car keys and said to Bao Shijie, "Manager Bao, sorry to trouble you. I heard that you're good at driving."

Bao Shijie was surprised, but he looked at Fu Jie's eyes.

But in reality, he did not get any useful information from Fu Jie's eyes.

Fu Jie just looked at Lu Chen and scratched his hair with one hand, but didn't say anything.

Thus, Bao Shijie smiled and said: "I'll go then." I promise I'll be back soon.

While he was holding the keys and playing with them in his hands, he had already arrived at the door, looking as if he was going to leave happily.