Chapter 6, Cross-dressing

"Boss," Mu Wenjun sighed, wanting to ask him why he was still involved in such a business if he intended to help the family cleanse its reputation. The question was on the tip of her tongue, but she wisely swallowed it down and changed the subject, "Should I use the data from six months ago or from one month ago?"

However, the subsequent phone call swiftly cut through the tranquility of Mu Wenjun's leisurely Sunday morning, and it also brought with it the second unluckiest day of his twenty years of life, accompanied by a buy-one-get-one-free offer. As for the unluckiest day, that is a story for another time

Mu Wenjun had a leisurely sleep, and when she sat up in a daze, the room was bright and quiet.

He held the blanket and thought blankly for a moment, slowly recalling:

I am a translator... it's just that I was | done in!" Mu Wenjun muttered resentfully in a low voice, sighed, and helplessly walked down the street: "Xiao Feng, you have seen countless people. Today, I entrust you with a glorious and great task. Find a way to make me into a less frightening woman, can you do it?"

Mu Wenjun suddenly felt a vague sense of gloom

What is going on

Without waiting for a response, Xiao Feng was hurriedly dragged out the door by someone in a state of panic

"What? A woman?" Mu Wenjun paused her pen, "Then we can only ask the boss to seek someone more capable."

After taking a few awkward steps, Mu Wenjun sat down beside Xiao Feng on the sofa and said expressionlessly: "Everything you saw today was an illusion"

This is it

Xiao Feng squatted at a colorful and chaotic street corner with a cigarette in his mouth, looking up in a daze at Mu Wenjun, "What? Are you going to give a gift to your girlfriend?"

At the very least, Mu Wenjun no longer has to endure stomach pain to clean up after them

Xiao Feng only got into one fight today, conserving his energy well, so when he pushed the door open to enter the room, he was able to nimbly dodge the oncoming Mu Wenjun

What? The cigarette fell from Xiaofeng's mouth, "Do you still have this habit?"

Xiao Feng leaned tightly against the door, inexplicably staring at Mu Wenjun, who was randomly putting on a coat while holding a piece of bread in her mouth and shoving her feet into her shoes

The voice of Qin Shou echoed on the other end of the phone line, and faint traces of blood began to appear in Mu Wenjun's vision as a conditioned reflex...

On the evening of the second day, Yihang calmly placed the medical fees that the old professor had voluntarily returned into Mu Wenjun's hands. Three days later, it is unknown what means Yihang employed, but the old professor actually called personally to reassure, and even used internal connections to have Yihang and A Shao's serious demerits downgraded to warnings.

"Boss, your actions are undemocratic and will eventually lead to a rebellion," Mu Wenjun ground his teeth.

Mu Wenjun originally had very light hair and eye color, giving a hazy and untouchable impression. Now with black hair and dark eyes, revealing a snow-white face, for some reason, he carries a hint of seductive charm...! A slight smile curving at the corners of his eyes, his gaze filled with countless stars, and his light-colored lips also slightly pouting, making one unable to resist the urge to overpower him and kiss him!

Xiao Jun

"Do not defame my character," Mu Wenjun said with a stern expression as she gazed into the distance, "this is all necessary for work."

Xiao Jun, you are mistaken. I have always been democratic; you are the people, and I am the ruler

Xiaofeng, you are finally back! Do you know where I can buy clothes, wigs, shoes, and such for young girls? Accompany me! Now! Immediately! Right away!

In just a short week, two vibrant names that evoke the cheers of the masses have already been added to the L Big Chart.

Mu Wenjun gazed up at the snow-white ceiling, feeling a sense of emptiness.

The man's voice transmitted through the radio waves reveals no discernible emotions, which is even more unsettling

I am willing to go through fire and water without hesitation

This afternoon at 3:00 PM, Dongcheng District, JJ Resort, American guests, you are indispensable

I had never paid attention to it before

By the way, Xiao Jun," Qin Shouyi said in a tone that seemed to have just occurred to him, "the other party requested that the translation be done by a female.

Heaven and Earth, my heart can be expressed

Mu Wenjun used to dress in a very conventional manner, wearing shoulder-padded suits, so Xiaofeng did not realize that his physique was actually excessively slender, with a delicate frame, narrow shoulders, long legs, and a slim waist, giving off a sense of flexibility. Paired with light blue jeans and fresh sneakers (someone would rather die than wear a skirt), he wore a Korean-style long vest with colorful skirt edges to disguise the differences in hip structure between men and women, and a loose purple-gray jacket with delicate ruffles to conceal a flat chest. A fine, smooth ribbon was loosely tied in a bow at the side waist, adding a touch of femininity as it fluttered. Coupled with long, straight, shiny black hair cascading down to the waist and deep black contact lenses, Mu Wenjun now appeared to be a tall beauty with a slim waist and long legs, exuding a bit of charm.

Well then, after nurturing soldiers for a thousand days, it is time to employ them for a moment. Now you should be ready to shed your blood and sacrifice your life for me

Xiao Feng leaned in, grinning mischievously as he circled around Mu Wenjun twice, and slowly said: "No problem, and it seems there is no technical difficulty either"

I have said that this business cannot do without you

Xiao Feng was momentarily taken aback, and awkwardly turned his head to look outside the window. The outside was bathed in bright sunlight, which was in stark contrast to his inner feelings

Um, um, three o'clock... Dongcheng... JJ......" Mu Wenjun quickly grabbed the notebook on the bedside table and scribbled, and when she heard the last sentence, her hand instinctively paused... There is only one kind of business that is indispensable to me, and that is illegal business

One month ago

L University has commenced military training. A few days ago, Yi Hang and A Shao packed their luggage and went to the Chemical Defense Military District.

It has been proven that those three young men indeed possess considerable talent in this regard

This time, even through the long telephone line, Mu Wenjun could discern the man's joyful tone and the unmistakable hint of laughter.

Do you think it is useful to tell me not to?

Xiao Feng suddenly felt very unhappy and wanted to know who asked him to dress in women's clothing

As for A Shao, unlike Yi Hang, who can wear a smile as a mask and navigate social situations with ease, he speaks little and rarely shows a smile. Such individuals often find themselves at a disadvantage in interpersonal interactions. However, the kind of pure, unadorned integrity, kindness, and even gentleness that some people possess is easily perceived by those who are attentive. Gold will always shine. There is always a certain type of person in a crowd, like the sun or a beacon, who is steadfast, decisive, upright, passionate, and forward-moving; A Shao belongs to this category. However, the kind of pure, unadorned integrity, kindness, and even gentleness that some people possess is easily perceived by those who are attentive. Gold will always shine. There is always a certain type of person in a crowd, like the sun or a beacon, who is steadfast, decisive, upright, passionate, and forward-moving; A Shao belongs to this category

That day was a Friday, the weather was fine, and the September sunlight poured down freely like it was free, shining brightly and cheerfully.

surprisingly ... ... not feel strange at all ... ...

Is that so? Xiao Feng pouted, stood up swaying with both hands in the back pockets of his pants, and said, "I thought you were a translator"

You have not shown up at the company for a week

Xiaofeng's situation is rather unique; he is a person accustomed to solitude, and his relationships with those around him are not easily established. However, in the world of men, one can first pave the way with fists and then maintain it with emotions. Therefore, when Mu Wenjun went to that high school for the second time to look for someone, Xiaofeng had already become the leader in the eyes of a group of children who regarded him with respect.

Well, that would be the arms trade

"Boss... I do not want to dress as a woman." The low pressure begins to swirl...

Leaning against the sofa in the store, Xiao Feng gazed at Mu Wenjun, who had just walked out of the changing room, feeling somewhat dazed

Xiao Feng is busy establishing a foothold in the new territory, dedicating himself wholeheartedly to the zero-sum game of fighting and being fought, and rarely returns

Mu Wenjun seemed to relax instantly, smiling as if a heavy burden had been lifted: "Hmm, the child is teachable."

Xiao Feng leaned back slightly, squinting his eyes as he looked at Mu Wenjun for a while. After a long contemplation, he slowly said: "Alright"

Mu Wenjun is the type of person who has little concept of life. When buying clothes, he opts for complete sets to avoid the hassle of matching; he chooses the most understated and inconspicuous colors and styles for his essentials; even in personal grooming, he uses fragrance-free shower products; for soap and toothpaste, he sticks to the most mainstream brands. Therefore, now that he is asked to figure out how to dress in women's clothing, not only does he have psychological resistance, but the practical execution is also unfeasible.

All three individuals are highly efficient

It is not ... ... that I wear

Although this is not the best beginning, it can still be considered a beginning

... ... ''

Yes, boss... Recently, I have not had any tasks, so I am on standby at home, always ready.

Remember this well: you know that I maintain strict discipline in my command, and those who flee in the face of battle will be executed on the spot

The matter has come to a conclusion at this point

As the clock gradually approached 10 o'clock, Mu Wenjun felt that the footsteps of death were also drawing near