With golden hair and green eyes, he was tall and well-built. Shanzhe glanced at him for a moment, but surprisingly turned his head away, unwillingly asking, "Are you hiring here?"

"Yeah!" The person's eyes lit up. "Are you coming? If it's you, I warmly welcome it!"

Dan Zhe didn't want to look directly at that person and instead let his gaze fall on the bookshelves around him. "Yes, it's me," he said.

"Ah! That's great!" The person grabbed Shan Zhe's hand and exclaimed, "Coincidentally, we are currently busy here. You can come and help me. We can discuss the matter of your salary together!"

I was inexplicably forced to do all the hard work, and I avoided facing that Westerner along the way. The reason behind this is quite amusing: it turns out that this blonde-haired, blue-eyed Westerner looks even more like a god than I do!

For Singular Path, who claimed to be God, this was simply a thunderclap from the sky. This person was like an authentic product, while he couldn't even be considered a high-quality replica... QAQ

There were too many books scattered on the ground without being arranged. Dan Che was busy running around, forgetting about time. When he snapped back to reality again, it was already past 10 o'clock, almost 11 o'clock, the time when Jian You would finish work.

Ignoring everything else, Shanzhe said only one sentence, "I'll come back tomorrow," and quickly walked away amidst the man's calling.

- Shan Zhe still didn't know the person's name.

The bookstore and the bar were facing each other, not far apart. As I ran back along the same path from the back door of the bar, I coincidentally bumped into Jian You, who was full of anxiety.

"Jian You." Shan Zhe called out, "I'm here."

Jianyou's eyes lit up when he saw him, and he quickly walked over, saying, "Where have you been? Don't you know that you shouldn't wander around in places like this? If something happens, I won't be able to save you at all!"

Jian You didn't even know that he was about to go crazy with anxiety just now.

Dan Zhe fell silent for a moment, feeling somewhat wronged. "I didn't wander aimlessly. I found a place where I can work."

Jian You gasped for breath, and his gaze settled on Dan Zhe, now calm.

Maybe he felt that he shouldn't be so excited, he paused for a moment, his expression slightly unnatural, and asked, "S-So, um, is that how it is? Well, what kind of job did you find? What is your boss like?"

Shan Che's expression turned strange, and after a while, he managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"He is a man who resembles God."

Jian You: "......"

Lengchang, who ended the awkward conversation, gloomily avoided Jian You and sat down on a bench in the lounge.

"I feel humiliated."

The sound of Dan Zhe's voice was faint, but Jian You could discern a hint of grievance and pity from it.

Jian You had no idea how to console him, because he really couldn't imagine what someone who looked like God would actually look like.

Seeing that the same old method was no longer effective, Jian You felt low-spirited. With a conflicted heart, he thought for a moment before walking to the wardrobe and starting to change into casual clothes.

"I'm off work, let's go out and have something delicious together. A few customers were very generous today and gave some tips."

Shane raised his head and saw Jian You, with his upper body bare, facing away from him as he put on his clothes.

Perhaps it was because Jian You was willing to do anything and endure hardship that his body did not appear as frail as it usually did. Instead, he looked exceptionally strong and one could even see two grooves running down from his scapula, highlighting his sturdy muscles.

Unconsciously, she walked over on her own and extended her finger, poking at the hard flesh on his lower back.

Jian Youyi was taken aback and swiftly turned around to evade, but ended up crashing into the wardrobe with a loud and jarring "bang."

"What... What are you doing!"

Shan Zhe innocently looked at him, sweeping a glance at the four abdominal muscles in front of him, his brows furrowed with apparent conflict.

"Why don't I have it?"