Lu Zhixing nodded: "Okay, I'm waiting for your good news. Again, call me brother!"

Watching Uncle Cheng's car drive away, Lu Zhixing completely relaxed.

This matter has come to an end here, and you can go back and have a good rest.

But there is one thing worth paying attention to: tonight he played with Cheng Ting, which also slightly increased his role as a worker.

Lu Zhixing was not sure whether this was because his behavior was related to his identity as a caregiver (although he did not receive payment), or because his going to places like night markets and food stalls was related to being a migrant worker. In short, the role of a migrant worker was progressing.

It has grown a little bit.

At this time, the performance progress of the worker has reached 35%, and the performance progress gained by accumulating small amounts cannot be ignored.

Lu Zhixing estimated that tomorrow and the next two days were weekends. If he could play the role of a worker with high intensity for two days, he might be able to complete the performance schedule.

Thinking of this, he called Qian Ziqiang, the courier from Jingxi Express, and secured a daily settlement job for express sorting. He would go to the warehouse early tomorrow morning.

Then, Lu Zhixing rolled his wheelchair and prepared to go back to rest.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from nearby.

"Huh? What are you talking about? The man in front looks like the 'foreigner'? No, I don't think so. How did you see it?"

In the night market, Xu Jing seemed to have just finished her night run and came here to find something to eat. She held up her mobile phone with a selfie stick and was live broadcasting.

People were coming and going in the night market, Xu Jing did not notice Lu Zhixing at first, but the viewers in the live broadcast room once again played the role of "clairvoyance".

When Lu Zhixing was picking up his wheelchair, in order to prevent social death, he deliberately changed out of the clothes he had performed at the New Year Party and put on a sweatshirt and a mask.

Unexpectedly, even though he changed into a different color sweatshirt and mask than when he played the big tree before, the audience in Xu Jing's live broadcast room still recognized him at a glance!

Of course, Lu Zhixing was not sure whether these viewers really recognized him, or were they simply bluffing the anchor?

But no matter what, Xu Jing came over curiously, holding up her mobile phone.

Lu Zhixing's heart skipped a beat.

Why did we meet again!

The ghost lingers!

Fortunately, Lu Zhixing had experienced many battles after all and calmed down quickly.

"You still want our company to die? I'm sorry, I'm not what I used to be!"

Of course Lu Zhixing would not give her a chance to take pictures of him again, he just rolled his wheelchair and got into the crowd.

"Why?"

Xu Jing was startled. She hurried to keep up, and her pace even quickened unknowingly, turning into a trot.

But she never expected that although she was already running very fast, the wheelchair would always be faster than her. Not only did it quickly shuttle through the crowd, swaying left and right, but it also drifted suddenly into a dark alley!

By the time Xu Jing chased after him, he had already disappeared.

Lu Zhixing looked back and chuckled in his heart: "Young man, you still want to catch me? My explosive physical strength and advanced wheelchair skills are not for nothing!"

He rocked the wheelchair and walked away.
Chapter completed!