Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now!

"Lu Sisi?"

Lu Sisi was sitting with her roommates at a hotpot restaurant near the school waiting for the food, when she heard a surprised shout from next to her.

She immediately looked up and saw Xiaozhao, his face shiny with oil, standing there smiling at her.

"Zhao..." Lu Sisi was momentarily stunned, knowing this person was Chen Yan's good friend, but she didn't know how to address him for a moment.

Calling him a classmate seemed too formal—and they weren't from the same school.

Calling him Brother Zhao seemed too intimate, not suitable.

Xiaozhao walked over with a smile and said, "Xiaozhao, just call me Xiaozhao, or call me President Zhao like Chen Yan does."

"President Zhao?" Lu Sisi laughed.

Actually, she had heard Chen Yan talk about the origin of the name "President Zhao," knowing he was a bit wild and had wide connections, quite influential among students.

President Zhao looked at the empty table of Lu Sisi and her roommates: "Not yet served? Have you ordered?"

"Yeah, we're still looking at the menu." Said one of Lu Sisi's roommate girls.

Xiaozhao immediately smiled: "Okay, don't order then. We're passing out flyers here, and the owner promised us a few hotpot meals. I've never tried the free meals; I'll treat you today!"

Lu Sisi was stunned, quickly wanting to say something polite, but Xiaozhao had already turned around and smiled at a passing hotpot restaurant waiter: "Brother Jiang, can we get the welfare meal for this table, and send some side dishes and a jug of juice?"

The waiter, familiar with Xiaozhao, glanced at Lu Sisi and the others, and said with a smile, "No problem, I'll throw in a plate of lamb."

"This, this isn't right, we..." Lu Sisi was a bit anxious.

Xiaozhao had already pulled up a chair and sat down, laughing: "Don't be polite, I have a life-and-death friendship with Chen Yan, treating you to hotpot is nothing."

With that, he looked at the slightly confused girls who were roommates of Lu Sisi and laughed: "Let me introduce myself, I'm Zhao Shanhe, good evening, ladies."

"Why do they call you President Zhao, then?" a roommate asked with a smile.

"What president, I just have some connections, can get classmates some part-time jobs to earn pocket money; they jokingly call me President Zhao, just a joke."

Xiaozhao continued quickly: "I'm treating you to the welfare meal here, which is actually the same as the menu items, no difference. We were doing part-time jobs helping the owner pass out flyers, and he gave us a few servings of hotpot in return. I don't usually eat this stuff, so since we bumped into each other today, I thought I'd treat you lovely ladies."

Xiaozhao could talk well, high emotional intelligence, and he did lots of part-time jobs, having much more social experience than these college students. A few courteous words and he had Lu Sisi's roommates smiling.

"Sorry, your welfare meals are also your payment for working here, us eating them..." Lu Sisi was still a bit embarrassed.

"Oh, come on, I already said I have a life-and-death relationship with Brother Yan." Xiaozhao waved his hand.

Just then the waiter brought a jug of juice, and he actively poured some for each of the girls at the table.

Then he looked at Lu Sisi: "By the way, what's Brother Yan busy with lately?"

"Well, he went out of town a few days ago, should be back soon." Lu Sisi thought, then asked: "You sitting here chatting with us, doesn't it interfere with your work?"

Xiaozhao laughed aloud, casually taking off his apron and crumpling it in his hands: "It's fine, I'm just at the end of my work shift anyway. If I didn't run into you, I would've left already."

Lu Sisi thought for a moment, then said: "Then don't leave, sit down and eat with us. Otherwise, this time you'd have to go back to school to dine in the cafeteria."

"Sure!" Xiaozhao immediately nodded in agreement.

He intentionally sat down to talk, clearly with other motives—the roommates of Lu Sisi included a couple of pretty girls, looking quite decent.

Despite his popularity among classmates, President Zhao was still single.

"This President Zhao, the Brother Yan you keep mentioning, is the boyfriend of our Lu Sisi, right?" Among the roommates, a girl with a round little face giggled and said, "Sisi never really tells us what her boyfriend is like, keeping it a secret. Tell us about him."

"You want me to tell?" Xiaozhao's eyes darted around. The round-faced girl talking was only second in looks to Lu Sisi among the girls here, and Xiaozhao had noticed when he sat down. Seeing an opening, he smiled and said: "My Brother Yan is a year ahead of me, graduated last year."

"Is he handsome?"

"Of course, has to be!" Xiaozhao laughed: "My Brother Yan is 1.8 meters tall, definitely qualifies as a handsome guy."

Someone else chimed in and laughed: "Graduated, huh, where does he work? What's his family like? Can he support our Sisi girl?"

"Of course he can support her! She'll definitely eat well, dress with style!" Xiaozhao, having high emotional intelligence, believed Chen Yan lost his job at the end of last year and wasn't sure if he'd found a new one yet.

But he wouldn't let Lu Sisi lose face, so he bragged: "My Brother Yan's conditions are top-notch, don't worry, ladies."

The girls weren't really trying to dig for details, just joking around. Xiaozhao was so clever he skillfully lifted the atmosphere at the table with a few words.