He could tell, Brother Feng must be a person of interest, otherwise how could he be so handsome, with such a great imagination for novels, and top-notch gaming skills.
Unfortunately, Brother Feng said he wanted to research something, so he surely won't let him move in.
"Brother Feng, you're studying something? Could it be you're a researcher?" Yan Zhicheng grabbed the milk tea from the fridge and curiously asked.
"Not really, just for fun, I want to try it out." Mu Rufeng said with a smile.
"Brother Feng is truly a big shot, doing research out of boredom, impressive!" Yan Zhicheng gave a thumbs up.
Soon the two of them started eating and drinking.
...
In the blink of an eye, five days passed.
Around nine o'clock in the evening, in front of an unmanned delivery locker at a certain university.
A man around 1.7 meters tall, with an ordinary appearance, took out two packages from one of the lockers, then closed it and left.
