Food God System: Wasteland

Chapter 200: 129. Burn the boats! Just be honest!_2


He still remembered Chen Che's words, just holding the puppy in his arms, he whispered like a demon: "Chainsaw Pup, sharpen your teeth! In a moment, go bite the one with the gold chain first—that's right, the one with pus oozing from the fat neck! The veins course with greed concentrated enough to mortgage half a refugee camp! Oh, how delectable!"

Guan Ning's smile gathered, staring at Chen Che: "Did you summon these three demons?"

Unconsciously, Chen Che's gaze fell on the bright and slender legs. Those legs were too long, wrapped in leather pants, the sensory impact was too strong, making one look again.

"Yes."

Chen Che could clearly sense that after he answered this question, everyone's expression looking at him changed a bit.

Various emotions intertwined, indescribable, only the word 'complex' could embody them.

A hint of jealousy flashed in Guan Ning's eyes, crossing her legs dressed in leather pants, smiling lightly: "No wonder Director An takes a liking to you. The outside world gossips that you're just a kept boy, a useless pretty face, but now it seems Director An had excellent foresight, discovering your potential, achieving such unprecedented feats by bringing you under her wing—it's the others in the Ninth Special Zone who underestimated Director An.

The previous scorn those people circulated about Director An might as well backfire on them now."

Chen Che was taken aback, suddenly understanding what the woman in front of him meant.

To be honest, for a woman like An Nishang to have a manservant like him was quite embarrassing, after all, some of the things he did were really not presentable.

On the surface, no one dared to mock An Nishang. Even if someone wanted to ridicule, they wouldn't dare implicate An Nishang in the slightest. But in private, who knows how they would laugh and comment on An Nishang's poor judgment.

Such a choice in men.

Chen Che looked at An Nishang and smiled: "Without the head's nurturing, where would I be?"

"Sweet talk indeed. If I were Director An, I would also like you, and bring you under my command. Your capabilities are quite impressive, unraveling the secrets behind the Horus Grand Casino so quickly, you even destroyed the entire casino. With such abilities, why waste it? Becoming a head at the Investigation Department—why not join my Finance Bureau? I'll arrange a position for you. If you were at the Finance Bureau, there would probably be much less corruption in our Special Zone, wouldn't there?"

I have no grudge with this woman—why does she seem to wish death upon me?

Chen Che rolled his eyes internally, yet still smiled on the outside: "The luminous pearl shines for you,

Having promised the east wind, why face the west? Spring rains nourish seedlings with prior promise,

Autumn frost is good, yet let's not shift."

"Thank you, Vice Director Guan, for the honor, but I prefer staying by my leader's side, even doing small tasks makes me happy."

The crowd was stunned by Chen Che's reply.

Guan Ning chewed over Chen Che's verse, her expression turning peculiar and uncertain.

This guy has such literary talent?

Where did he see such a poem? Or did he just say it offhandedly?

If this was truly casual, then his skills are not trivial.

Chairman Vazmir's eyes lit up at hearing this poem; his interest in the culture of the Old World was profound.

He often studied it.

Especially in the Old World, once there was a mysterious Ancient Eastern Kingdom, whose half-quoted poetry could enthrall him.

Didn't expect that Chen Che could even compose poetry.

If Chen Che were to take the Candy of Listening to the Heart now and knew what Vazmir was thinking, his old face would blush.

He couldn't write a damn poem.

This was from the Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Ji's "Poem of the Faithful Woman," and he became a plagiarist once during the apocalypse.

No, it should count as twice really.

Used a poem by Li Bai to dupe Xia Na once before.

Now Xia Na was left dazed by another poem from Chen Che.

This guy has this much literary flair.

What a surprise.

"Truly delightful to find such a gem beside Director An. Why was she hidden earlier? I have a keen interest in the poetry of the Old World. Perhaps we could exchange ideas sometime."

In the face of the mighty chairman's goodwill, Chen Che naturally wouldn't refuse a polite response.

"It is Chen Che's honor."

After this conversation, everyone present became highly wary of Chen Che.

Indeed, An Nishang hid well—a capable man lies in her bed, unknown to anyone.

So was Chen Che intentionally hiding before?

In retrospect, they became the clowns.

Though the truth of the matter, only Chen Che could know.

The crowd gradually accepted Chen Che's summoning of the three demons, transitioning from shock to acceptance, harboring various thoughts.

Vazmir also wished to ask about the demons' unique abilities.

Chen Che instinctively glanced at An Nishang, honestly not wanting to reveal too much.

An Nishang casually extricated him from the situation.

"He just summoned the three demons' Soul Power, probably still not stable yet, so let's leave the demonstration for now. He and you are colleagues under the same roof, eventually, you'll know one day."

Hearing this, nobody pressed him further, their faces saved enough; forcing it too much would tear faces, which benefits no one.

Anyway, as long as Chen Che uses the demons, his abilities will inevitably be exposed, he can't keep this secret.

The news at hand gave too many people a shock, and these bigwigs didn't linger long here.

Each used different excuses to gradually disperse.

But today's event undoubtedly left a profound mark in everyone's heart.

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