Xiaoqiang temporarily left, and the one-week vacation he won for Qian seed too long. Just then, the radio station called asking when Qian could return, as the new host couldn’t hold the show and the ratings were plumting. Qian thought she might as well go back to work since she had nothing else to do.
Upon arrival, the producer saw her as if she was a long-lost relative, directly rushing over.
"iwei! You’re finally back! I was about to develop depression; please talk so sense into !"
"What’s wrong?"
"Do you know who replaced you while you were away? It was the Rain God! I’ve never worked with her before, and I had no idea how different she was behind the scenes. Working with her is exhausting; she asked to filter listener calls, wouldn’t take calls if too complex or taking too long. There was so much she wouldn’t handle. That’s fine, but I’d transfer calls to her, and she couldn’t control the situation, failing to answer audience questions. She also misused her humor from hosting cody shows, interrupting and made one crying listener who was sharing her misfortune almost suicidal. Her husband made a scene at the station, and the Rain God pushed all the bla on , saying I didn’t filter the calls properly. Sniff, sniff!"
Fortunately, the director was wise enough not to bla anyone; otherwise, I would have lost my job!
Compared to this, iwei is still amazing. Though she doesn’t pretend to be a goody-goody and build relations everywhere, often appearing aloof, her work skills are excellent. It’s not about recognizing the goods, but comparing them. Having iwei back is a blessing!
Good host versus bad host: Hosting a psychological talk show marks the difference. Ten Ye Xiaoyus couldn’t match Qian’s control and professionalism.
Seeing Qian host effortlessly, the director was so moved, almost in tears.
iwei is still the best!
No need to filter listeners, no need to suffer cold stares. Ti flies with iwei; having been tornted by Ye Xiaoyu for two days, returning to cooperation with Qian almost had background music playing the happy days.
Qian successfully finished the program, packed up, and drove ho. Passing the barbeque shop, she fondly rembered the great tis eating skewers with Yu Minglang, and her stomach growled. No man spoiling her, she decided to buy herself so snacks.
As she headed into the barbeque place, a shifty guy stumbled out, aiming to deliberately bump into Qian. Calmly, Qian held her self-defense spray ready in her pocket.
With Xiaoqiang absent, and having received those kinds of calls, she naturally beca vigilant after night shifts, carrying so self-defense devices.
Besides the spray, she also carried a small stun baton on her waist. Though illegal, at critical monts who wouldn’t carry such a thing for peace of mind during night shifts?
"Hey miss, why alone so late? No one’s here to accompany you? Want to have so drinks with us and later play fun gas together? Satisfaction guaranteed~"
The alcohol-reeking man stood in front of Qian, scanning her with a very unfriendly look.
"You? Hehe, not worth it." Qian stayed calm, knowing the more panicked one is, the more arrogant people like him beco.
"Damn, pretending with ! So ungrateful—ah!"
The thug covered his eyes, sprayed by Qian! Qian sure isn’t afraid of these petty thugs.
Just as Qian was ready to pull out her stun baton for this rude man to "enjoy a bit more," suddenly a slightly raspy yet pleasing female voice resonated beside her.
"Miss, save the electricity; I’ll handle him manually with the environnt in mind!"
Qian turned her head, seeing a girl at least 170cm tall, holding a bunch of at skewers standing next to her. Pretty, but with uniquely toned skin—a sunny wheat color, not black but healthily tanned, leaving a positive impression at first glance.
Generally, girls favor fair skin, yet this girl’s darker tone makes her charming and easily noticeable in a crowd, even more distinct with her conversational and striking looks.
"Hey, a grown man, drunk-pseudo-madness, bullying girls? Real classy?"
"You nasty won... won’t beat you if you leave!" The sprayed man blinked hard, eyes reddened, crying from the sting but unwilling to be scared by two won.
"Oh, aside from my Lang, actually there aren’t many who could outfight ! You’re way off! Miss, hold my skewers, eating so while hungry won’t hurt, it’s my treat!"
This healthily toned girl stepped forward, pulled Qian behind her, and casually handed her grilled skewers.
She t a Good Samaritan; her swift movents, with a long leg kicking the troubleso man’s stomach in no ti.
A trained fighter!
Qian noticed right away that this girl was sothing special.
Typically, girls differ in strength compared to n, but trained ones can overpower these shirkers any day; just one kick forced the guy backward, she agilely stretched her ankle.
"Disgrace like you taints my martial arts champion honor. Bully won again, and next ti I’ll cripple you, scram!"
The drunkard sobered and ran away in disgrace.
"Brave enough to harass, yet cowardly to face consequences. I curse you to forever eat poorly cooked skewers!" The tall girl stylishly flipped her middle finger.
Turning back to Qian, Qian handed her back the skewers.
"Thank you, still want so? It’s on ."
"No need, I’m Yu Liui and love to shout for justice on the road. By the way, miss, do you live nearby?"
"Yes."
"Then, you know how to get here? " the girl pulled out a piece of paper, hesitantly asking.
"I took a cab here to find soone; the driver dropped off here then left. I circled this area three tis without finding the place, ended up getting lost..."
Qian glanced at the address on the paper, checked it twice, "You’re directionally challenged."
It was a statent because the residential area was right across the street from the barbeque shop, and the address and building number on the paper were all too familiar to Qian.
Because it’s her ho.
"Miss! How did you do it, imdiately finding out my deeply hidden secret!" Yu Liui wondered at Qian; how did she know her directional deficiency?
"The human brain’s hippocampus contains direction, location, and network cells, helping us orientate. So people’s hippocampus is naturally underdeveloped, hence deficient in navigation skills."
"Although I don’t understand, your explanation pleases . It’s not my fault for lacking direction, bla my parents for my congenital deficit!"
"What brought you here?" Qian checked twice, confirming the house number’s her place.
"I’m here to find my cousin’s fiancée."
"Cousin?" Could it be Xiaoqiang?
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