Chapter 0022 – Weird Smell (1 / 2)

“You…introduce yourself first.”

Jiang Xia was so rushed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground.

Is Ran Yi some randomly refreshed Npc? Why would he appear here? Besides, it was ten years ago and he still looked like he was in his twenties, he hadn’t changed at all. Doesn’t this guy ever age?

Ran Yi arched forward slightly, revealing that signature fake smile.

“Tang E, we’re old classmates, do we still need all this red tape?”

Huh? Confused, a vague memory flashed into Jiang Xia’s mind.

She was wearing her school uniform, sitting in the second row of the classroom, the setting sun poured through the window, Ran Yi’s voice came from behind her, she was about to turn around when the piercing bell brought the memories to an abrupt end.

That was all there was to it, and it was only right that the system would transfer some of the host’s original memories to her as she possessed the replacement body.

Jiang Xia held his head sideways with his hand to look at him, the man’s city in front of him was that unfathomable.

His arrival last time had involved her in this storm, and this time, what would it be?

“Ow…yeah right old school, we’ve been friends for three years in middle school, look at my memory.”

Jiang Xia tried his best to hide the lack of confidence with an awkward smile.

“You’re an architect now? Though it’s not quite related to home decoration, right…I’ll be honest, the studio is currently very short of manpower, as long as you have experience in this area and are sincere in joining the company, our company can provide…”

“Those are all fake.” Ran Yi once again surprised Jiang Xia.

“Don’t you see? Home address, occupation, personality, sexual orientation…all but name and age are falsified.”

“Is it necessary? It’s just the normal hiring process though…”

Hearing Jiang Xia’s complaint, Ran Yi looked at her with a horrified expression, rubbing his eyes and looking up and down again…

“Look…look at me for what, I don’t have words on my face…”

“Are you really Tang Ei?”

Ran Yi’s sentence of doubt scared Jiang Xia into a cold sweat.

“Of course it’s true, what else is false? Of course I’m Tang Ei, I’m a fake, can’t it be that I’m still a double?”

Ran Yi laughed out loud and patted Jiang Xia’s back.

“Just kidding, you are an only child, how can there be another person who looks exactly like you? At that time you came up to call out my name, I think you pay special attention to me, when I went to school I was not always love to play pranks, especially like to fill out personal information, copy the names of various historical figures to the head of the paper, every time the teacher read the results of the whole class laughed, I still remember that you do not laugh high, and when you laugh it is particularly easy to blush, I sat in the back row! …”

Although the memories Ran Yi described were beautiful, Jiang Xia simply did not have this memory, and she could not even recall what Ran Yi looked like in middle school.

Out of politeness, Jiang Xia could only mmmmmm and respond until Ran Yi threw out a new query.

“But then, you disappeared after graduation, and I couldn’t get your contact information from all my classmates, and you just disappeared from my world as if you had vaporized.”

“I…” stammered Jiang Xia, making excuses. Simply as a classmate in middle school, Ran Yi was too enthusiastic, and his memories and nostalgia for his middle school days seemed to all revolve around Tang Ei.

It couldn’t be that this guy was also one of Tang Ei’s suitors.

“It was my father who arranged for me to go abroad for further study, and at that time, I left too quickly, and the heavy coursework over there, so I really couldn’t find the time to contact my previous classmates, and I only came back recently…”

Seeing that Ran Yi did not suspect anything, Jiang Xia gradually put down his hanging heart and continued to pull the topic back to the interview.

“You said most of your information was faked, but the design aspect can’t always be…”

“Not a clue.” Ran Yi replied dryly.

“Huh?”

“I don’t know anything about it, I studied all liberal arts in high school and college, not to mention design, I didn’t even pass math a few times, so I can guarantee I know nothing about design!”

Listening to his unassuming self-evidence, Jiang Xia almost fell out of his chair.

Why is he so proud?

“Why are you applying for a job when you don’t know how to do anything? Besides, even if I let you off the hook for being a classmate in the past, you still won’t pass the interview with the boss, and maybe I’ll even get dragged into it.”

“My cover letter won’t go on his desk.” Ran Yi smiled slightly, chesty.

Jiang Xia frowned and lowered his voice.

“Who did you hear that from?”

“Qin Peng just said that in the morning ah.” Ran Yi added.

“It’s that short, fat Mediterranean.”

There were only two people in the house at that moment of conversation, Jiang Xia and Mediterranean.

“Since when have you been eavesdropping?”

Ran Yi gave another disturbing laugh.

“Wasn’t that one of the pranks I was good at back then? I came here for no other reason than to get close to you.”

Ran Yi’s words were more or less downwardly mobile, and Jiang Xia had never seen anyone who always gloated about their shoddy past as a wall of honor.

“Look, no matter what has happened in the past, the only relationship we have right now is that I’m the interviewer and you’re the job applicant, and you and I need to maintain the necessary socialization between us.”

“Good good good.”

“But I do have to warn you, Tang Ei, as a rich young lady you must have your other agenda in coming down to a rickety studio like this, and so do the others.”

“What other people?” Jiang Xia hated it when Ran Yi sold out like this.

“I’m sorry I’m not in a position to say exactly who it is right now, but I can tell you unequivocally that you’re being used as a gun.”

Said Ran Yi as he stood up and extended his hand to Jiang Xia.

“It is in your hands to decide whether I stay or go, but let me remind you that I may be able to help you by staying by your side.”