Zheng Yan Che truly admired him. Apart from the modest, sincere attitude he had seen from him at work, in private, he was unbearably full of himself.
"Watch out!"
Yan Ningke had been walking backward when a young man carrying books suddenly darted out from a side path.
The young man also had his head down and was hurrying along. In a moment when Zheng Yan Che wasn't paying attention, the two collided.
Fortunately, he stepped forward in time to steady them.
The fallen cup of milk tea broke open, spilling all over the books on the ground.
Yan Ningke hurriedly apologized and crouched to help pick them up. "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to."
The young man shook a book, trying to shake off the liquid, and gently shook his head. "It's not your fault. I wasn't watching where I was going, and I even made you spill your milk tea."
Really, Yan Ningke bore more responsibility for this. He was the one who hadn't been walking properly.
The books were badly soaked, the writing inside blurred beyond recognition. Yan Ningke frowned, his tone worried. "Can you still buy these books?"
The young man kept his head down without saying a word.
Zheng Yan Che glanced at the titles. "Yes. I know a bookstore that has them."
Yan Ningke's guilt finally eased a little. "Thank goodness we can still buy them!"
Otherwise, he would have had a lot to answer for!
Zheng Yan Che chuckled. It wasn't that serious. With Shao Ke around, what book couldn't they buy?
Yan Ningke routinely forgot just how capable his Chairman Shao was!
Hearing that the books were still available lifted the young man's spirits a little.
Yan Ningke took out his phone. "Let's add each other. I'll pay you back for the