Bai Jian hurriedly followed, and walked into the stairwell next to him with him.
Han Cheng stood still by the stairs and asked him, "What do you want to say?"
Bai Jian raised his eyes and looked at him a little, hesitated. He held the things in his arms and said to him, "Brother Han, I don't need you to pay me. You helped me before. You paid for the hotel. So How could I want you to lose me money?"
Hearing what he said, Han Cheng remembered the more than 4,000 hotels that he had opened for him. "Okay, it just offsets it. You don't need to pay me the hotel fee, and I won't compensate you for this mental loss, just right."
"Yeah." Bai Jian smiled at him.
He looked down at the broken clay villain and asked Han Cheng, "Brother Han, do you like this gadget? I'm learning to make this recently. If you like it, I can give you one."
"No need." Han Cheng was indifferent, "I'm not interested in this kind of thing."
When Bai Jian heard the words, his expression was lost, "That's it. I originally wanted to give you this as a gift."
Han Cheng chuckled, "Bai Jian, have you forgotten? I said during the meal before that I allow you to invite me to a meal, but after the meal, we won't be involved in each other, and it's okay anymore. ."
Bai Jian looked at him in surprise, as if he didn't expect that he would say this to himself again.
"I didn't forget."
"Then you are still talking about thanking or not thanking you, isn't it boring?"
"I just thank you, so I want to thank you." Bai Jian argued, "Brother Han, you helped me twice, I remember, so I am very grateful to you, I want to thank you."
"I don't need it." Han Cheng said coldly.
"I have a high level of education, coupled with a sense of social responsibility, so I have always helped a lot of people, one more you are not more, less you a lot, if you thank me like this, I donate it every year. Those left-behind children funded by the charity fund can make up a large kindergarten. So there is no need. You are not a special case, let alone a special one. You are just the most ordinary one I can do."
Bai Jian was stunned for a moment, staring at him in a daze.
Han Cheng still had a calm expression. He said, "To be honest, I actually don't like this kind of unnecessary entanglement. You don't seem to be thanking me, it's more like satisfying your own desire for gratitude, so Your behavior, to me, has no meaning, only boredom."
"I didn't." Bai Jian said quickly, "Brother Han, you misunderstood me. I didn't want to satisfy my desire for gratitude. I really want to thank you."
"Why do you suddenly think like this? Did Brother Shen say something to you? It's not like that, Brother Shen actually misunderstood."
"Qingqing didn't say anything to me. He was very nice to you, so I would allow you to invite me to that meal. Otherwise, according to my temper, I wouldn't be able to go, because it's not necessary. I'm just me. I am willing to help you, and it's the same as everyone else. It has nothing to do with you, it has nothing to do with anyone, it's only related to me."
"Then why are you suddenly like this?" Bai Jian puzzled.
Han Cheng chuckled, "I have always been like this, but you didn't see it."
He said, "You don't know me at all."
Bai Jian was silent, as if she didn't want to believe it, she didn't dare to believe this fact.
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