Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 897 My Charismatic Boyfriend (26)

When Zhou Jianguo returned from outside, his aura had basically stabilized, and he was no longer showing signs of qi deviation, which was generally a good thing.

A closer look reveals that Zhou Jianguo exudes an air of evil.

Wei Qi still paid some attention to Zhou Jianguo, and was relieved to see that he had returned unharmed.

This was the first time Zhou Jianguo hadn't been injured since joining the department.

Zhou Jianguo: Boss

"Once you're healed, focus on your training. You can join us on the next mission," Wei Qi rarely gave such detailed advice.

Zhou Jianguo thought about his own cultivation method and nodded, saying, "I will."

"Go back now. Some elders who went on missions today are going back. Listen to their stories and learn how to handle affairs."

Zhou Jianguo: "Yes."

Wei Qi felt a sense of relief as he watched Zhou Jianguo leave.

After staying at home for a month, Xiong Bufan went out for a stroll again.

The main problem was that Xiong Bufan crushed several of the sofas in the house, and the bed suffered the same fate.

Kongkong had some suspicions that Wenxiang and Wenwei were deliberately raising the crippled Xiong Bufan.

"Bufan, you should really get some exercise. Zhou Jianguo's system is out now, or you won't be able to wield a sword." Kongkong couldn't help but laugh at the thought of Xiong Bufan being unable to lift a sword.

Hearing Kong Kong's laughter, Xiong Bufan got up from the sofa, ready to show off his skills to Kong Kong. But as soon as he moved, he heard a "crack" and the sofa collapsed.

Kongkong: "Hahahaha, hahahaha,"

Xiong Bufan felt a little embarrassed. He touched the tip of his nose, took out a horizontal knife to prop himself up, and cut the sofa with the knife, revealing the foam padding underneath.

"This was an accident."

Wenxiang heard the noise and ran in, only to see Xiong Bufan standing in front of the TV with a horizontal knife. She stopped him, saying, "Don't you dare chop the TV! It's brand new!"

"I didn't mean to smash the TV, you can get out now."

Wenxiang instinctively wanted to protect the department's property and warned, "You are not allowed to damage the other furniture."

"I won't."

"I'm going out for a stroll. Remember to cook less dinner tonight."

Wenxiang: "What are you going out to do?"

Despite having taken care of him for several months and even paid for his services, Xiong Bufan still maintained some politeness. "I'm going to practice my sword skills to exercise and lose weight."

"Don't go see!"

"it is good."

Xiong Bufan quickly ran downstairs. She had promised not to damage the furniture, so naturally she wouldn't brandish a knife inside the house.

Kongkong took out her treasured glasses, wanting to see if Xiong Bufan could wield his sword.

The horizontal sword can certainly be used in martial arts, after all, it is Xiong Bufan's magical weapon.

It's a pity about the surrounding flowers, plants, and trees. Xiong Bufan didn't take care of them when he was on the mountain, let alone in the city.

It's all Xiong Bufan's kindness that he doesn't harvest their crops to grow vegetables.

When Wenwei and Wenxiang saw Xiong Bufan go downstairs, they quickly peered out the window. If they didn't see Xiong Bufan, they would report it and have someone else continue to monitor him.

Downstairs, Xiong Bufan, after a little initial discomfort, is now wielding his sword with impressive skill. It's a pity that the surrounding trees have all been cut down by Xiong Bufan.

Xiong Bufan had lifted up all the grass on the ground, but it was quickly discovered.

"What are you doing? You're damaging public property."

Xiong Bufan stopped, and after realizing what she had done, she quickly ran back. She had no money to compensate these people.

Wenxiang and Wenwei naturally saw what was happening. Wenwei started to estimate the price and then gave Weiqi a quote.

No matter how badly the environment downstairs is damaged, they are the ones who will have to pay compensation.

With a bang, the door opened, and Xiong Bufan ran in.

Before Wenwei and Wenxiang could even see who it was, Xiong Bufan had already closed the door and gone to the sofa to watch TV.

Wenwei: ...You're useless.

Wenxiang: "I'll go continue cooking; she'll be hungry soon."

"go Go."

The thought of taking care of a lazybones for free made Wenwei a little unhappy.

Xiong Bufan lost some privacy, but they lost money, time, and a good mood.

Less than ten minutes after Xiong Bufan entered the house, there was a knock on the door. Wen Wei knocked again and found it was someone from the property management. They politely welcomed him in.

"Madam, we need the lady who damaged the public facilities downstairs to come out."

Wenwei: "I'll take care of this. You can communicate with me."

The property management staff nodded. "That's fine."

Wen Wei was only well-behaved in front of Xiong Bufan; in front of others, the word "difficult" was an understatement.

Xiong Bufan kept his ears perked up, listening to the commotion outside. When he heard that someone had arrived but hadn't come looking for him, he immediately turned off the TV and pressed his ear against the door to listen to the commotion.

No matter how good the TV show is, it can't compare to the excitement and enjoyment of a live performance.

Kongkong felt that Xiong Bufan was as witty as ever, and even more so now.

The property management staff, holding a small notebook, began to report the expenses to Wenwei, saying, "Madam, the trees and flowers that your family members cut down were carefully maintained by the workers and are considered public facilities."

Wenwei: "The stairwell light is broken. When will you fix it?"

"Madam, we will report this. Let's check on what's happening downstairs first."

Wenwei: "Go ahead and say it. If you ask for more money, I won't admit it. The prices are listed tonight."

Property management staff: "Madam, please rest assured, we are here to solve problems and provide convenience for homeowners, and we will never charge you extra money."

"Um"

……

The two talked for more than half an hour. Wenxiang finished cooking and called Xiong Bufan to come out and eat.

Xiong Bufan ate while watching the commotion.

The property management company quoted 10,000, but Wenwei managed to bargain it down to 5,000. She still felt like the property management company had cheated her out of her money.

Xiong Bufan was a little confused; she had no idea how the price had been quoted.

Wen Wei looked at Xiong Bufan, all the words she wanted to say gone. If this were her child, she would definitely give him a good beating. He really does either lie at home watching TV or go out and cause trouble.

Xiong Bufan: "You've worked hard. Sit down and eat." As he spoke, Xiong Bufan placed a small plate of stir-fried cabbage separately in Wen Wei's direction.

Wenwei: "There must be no next time."

"it is good."

A small dish of food solved a small problem, which seemed like a good deal no matter how you looked at it. Xiong Bufan felt that he was a genius in some aspects.

Wen Wei was actually giving Xiong Bufan a way out, since she really didn't dare to treat Xiong Bufan like that.

I just hope the department can find a way to suppress Xiong Bufan, then I won't have to serve her here anymore.

Wenxiang kept bringing dishes to the table, not believing a word of Xiong Bufan's claim that she would eat less.

Xiong Bufan: "Kongkong, I'll go find Zhou Jianguo tomorrow to prove my abilities. I'm very good at wielding a knife."

Kongkong: "Okay."

Zhou Jianguo: This is an undeserved disaster, who will save him!