Chapter 60 Hands

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Baoshan came over with Chen Wenli.

Instead of driving his old Jetta, he switched to a Lexus.

Chen Wenli wore a large scarf to cover her head and face, leaving only her iconic big eyes exposed.

I guess if it wasn't dark and inconvenient, I would have to put on sunglasses anyway.

Before coming, Zhang Baoshan said that reporter Chen's face was too familiar to the local people, so he would come later, and asked me to keep quiet.

To be honest, I still feel that this is a feudal superstition, and I am afraid that it will have negative consequences if it spreads.

I was doing evening classes to practice Chinese calligraphy, and I was still nearly thirty words away from finishing. When I saw Zhang Baoshan bringing people in, I didn't stop and just let them sit down first.

Zhang Baoshan couldn't sit still, so he came over to watch me write. While reading, he took out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mou