Chapter 822 Practice

Because of Justin, Anne got up late and she did not catch up the first assembly. It was almost noon, and she joined another worker to pick up the workers from work.

Sitting in the truck, they can see Tim from afar. Tim was leaning against the car door and holding his arms impatiently. There was another person fixing the car. He was so busy that he was drenched in sweat, but Tim did not help at all.

"Hey, the car broke down."

The worker whispered, as if he was going to help. The people here were simple and enthusiastic.

Anne did not intend to intervene. She leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes to rest.

When they stopped, the worker went up to them and asked, "Sir, do you need any help?"

Tim and his man were stunned, with a wary look on their faces.

"Uh, no need, thank you." The subordinate politely refused.

"It doesn't matter." The worker was approaching as he warmly tried to help.

Tim frowned, grabbed the worker's wrist, and