The female reporter said goodbye and left. Jiang Hao and Jerry continued their patrol. When it was time to get off work, the two rode their motorcycles back to the police station. After parking, Jiang Hao casually said, "Jerry, want to grab a drink tonight?"
Having a drink together was a great way to strengthen a friendship.
Jerry shuddered and immediately said, "No, Jon. I've already decided that I won't take you to that kind of place. You know, your noble character has moved me. You should stay away from filth. I won't take you to be tainted by those rotten, moldy things and stain your purity."
In Jerry's heart, Jiang Hao had become synonymous with nobility. If he took him to see strippers, he would never forgive himself.
Jiang Hao was a little stunned. He had no idea what Jerry meant, much less how many twists and turns Jerry's thoughts had taken before arriving at strippers.
"Fine, if you don't want to, forget it." Jiang Hao shrugged.
The two changed clothes and prepared to leave work. Jiang Hao straddled his motorcycle when Jerry drove over and called out, "Jon, I forgot to tell you. Once our car is fixed, it'll be our turn to work the night shift—8 p.m. to 3 a.m. You'll need to adjust your schedule."
"No problem." Jiang Hao nodded.
Jerry waved and drove off in his Chevrolet sedan.
Jiang Hao returned home. After showering, he began cultivating. Cultivation was the best way to pass the time. Close his eyes, open them again, and the whole night had passed. It also increased his cultivation.
After finishing her interview with Jiang Hao, the female reporter returned to the television station. She and her colleagues quickly put together a report and brought it to their department head. After