09
Su Qiong was wrapped in a quilt and sat skillfully on a three-legged chair.
"What's your name?" Lin Fu asked.
Su Qiong said honestly: "My name is Su Qiong."
Lin Fu asked casually: "Which word? Wang Jiajing's Qiong or the sky's Qiong?"
Su Qiong smiled brightly: "No, it's the poor one who is down and out."
"..." Lin Fu silently took a deep breath.
Who gave this name? Brainless
Su Qiong lowered his head shyly: "I gave this name to myself because I think it suits me well."
"..." Lin Fu looked at him painfully.
At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.
"It should be my assistant, please sit down." Lin Fu saw that Su Qiong was not able to move easily under the quilt, so he hurriedly got up and opened the door.
Assistant Xiao Zhang stood at the door holding a few shopping bags and said respectfully: "Mr. Lin, you've finished shopping."
"Give it to me." Lin Fu took the shopping bag and handed it to Su Qiong, "I don't know if it fits or not, so you can keep it."
Su Qiong, who hadn't worn new pants in two years, had bright eyes. Like a child opening a gift, he took out a pair of shiny tight leather pants from the shopping bag, with a vertical zipper on his butt...
Lin Fu suddenly felt like a pervert. He glanced at Xiao Zhang and quickly said, "I didn't let you buy this kind of thing."
Xiao Zhang stood aside calmly: "Sorry, Mr. Lin, there are other styles."
… I miscalculated, I thought she was a coquettish bitch.
Su Qiong blushed, quickly stuffed his leather pants back, and then took out a pair of simple jeans from the second shopping bag.
"I'll wear this." Su Qiong said, stroking the brand-new trousers cherishingly, his eyes shining with joy from the bottom of his heart.
"...Okay." Lin Fu was startled for a moment, then quickly pulled Xiao Zhang up to the door and turned his back, waiting for Su Qiong to change his pants.
Su Qiong put down the quilt he had been wrapped in all morning, walked a few steps in the house wearing his new pants, and said happily: "Does it look good?"
"It looks good..." Lin Fu hesitated for a moment and swallowed the words "go look in the mirror" because Su Qiong didn't seem to have a mirror at home.
"You can take the rest back." Su Qiong pushed several other shopping bags to Xiao Zhang, "You only broke one pair of my pants, there is no need to pay so much."
"..." Xiao Zhang took the shopping bag expressionlessly.
Hey, man, are you trying to attract our Mr. Lin’s attention
Lin Fu nodded helplessly, took out his cell phone and said, "Leave me your contact information."
Su Qiong asked timidly: "Are you still going to contact me in the future?"
"Yes." Lin Fu's temples were pounding, "Maybe our company needs to distribute flyers or something temporarily."
Su Qiong was puzzled: "I don't have a mobile phone."
Lin Fufei said quickly: "Line."
However, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that it was nonsense.
As expected, Su Qiong apologized and said, "I don't have a landline either."
Lin Fu:…
Seeing that Lin Fu didn't look good, Su Qiong hurriedly reported a series of numbers and said, "You can call Aunt Li next door and tell her to call Su Qiong."
"Okay." Lin Fu's expression softened slightly, and he lowered his head to write down the number.
Su Qiong said cautiously: "But if nothing happens, try not to hit her. It will be quite troublesome for Aunt Li."
Lin Fu looked pained:...
Xiao Zhang supported Lin Fu and said, "Mr. Lin, please slow down."
Funny, you are the first person who dares to talk to our Mr. Lin like this.
Lin Fu calmed down and struggled: "At least let me treat you to a meal and express my apology. Is this not too much to ask?"
Su Qiong's little face instantly burst into light: "Okay."
Lin Fu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and whispered to Xiao Zhang: "Book me a private room at La Seine."
It was an expensive local French restaurant.
However, Su Qiong couldn't understand it at all.
"Can we... eat roast duck?" Su Qiong swallowed with full expectation, "There is a store selling it in the nearby market. I can smell it every day when I pass by when I go home. It smells so good."
"Okay." Lin Fu's eyes were slightly sour, and he turned to Xiao Zhang and said, "I won't order anymore. Let's go eat roast duck."
Xiao Zhang: "Okay, Mr. Lin."
Congratulations, our Mr. Lin has noticed you.
10
The three of them went downstairs together.
The black car that hit Su Qiong yesterday was parked downstairs. Xiao Zhang quickly walked over and opened the door.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Su Qiong's face: "Can we walk?"
Lin Fu asked: "Why?"
Su Qiong stood cautiously two meters away from the car, as if he was afraid of tarnishing the car, and said: "Such a luxurious car, if I get in it, it will probably break down."
Lin Fu smiled disbelievingly: "Impossible."
A true materialist is fearless!
"Really, my financial luck is very bad. If I touch anything valuable, it will break." Su Qiong still insisted, "It only takes ten minutes for us to walk there, it's very close."
Lin Fu didn't want to argue about this boring issue anymore, so he said with a sullen face, "Get in the car."
Su Qiong didn't dare to make him angry, so he had to get into the car dejectedly, shrinking his hands and feet, as if trying to minimize the contact area between his body and the car seat.
The car started to drive.
"Look, it's not broken." Lin Fu said in a kind tone.
Su Qiong blinked and looked at him sadly.
Lin Fu tried to get rid of Su Qiong's inexplicable superstitious thoughts and said seriously: "You think that valuable things will break if you touch them, but this idea has no basis..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound and smoke billowed from the front hood of the car.
Su Qiong pursed his lips and apologized, "The engine seems to have burned out."
Lin Fu:…
Su Qiong quickly opened the door and got out of the car, stood three meters away, lowered his head and tugged at the wrinkled hem of his down jacket and said, "I'd better get out of the car, otherwise it will explode later."
Lin Fu:…
"Find a way to repair the car." Lin Fu said to the confused Xiao Zhang, got out of the car with his coat, and walked to Su Qiong.
Su Qiong bit his lip sadly: "I'm sorry, I damaged your car."
Lin Fu, a staunch materialist, shook his head and said with a relieved smile: "It has nothing to do with you, it's just a coincidence."
Su Qiong lowered his head listlessly: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't take chances..."
Lin Fu lowered his head slightly and looked down at Su Qiong. His dark hair was slightly messy and covered the white and soft back of his neck, making people want to touch it.
"Let's walk." Lin Fu ruffled Su Qiong's hair and threw his coat over his shoulders, "You lead the way."
"Ah... okay." Su Qiong was stunned for a moment by the touch.
Lin Fu pretended to look at Su Qiong's hand that he had just touched, and joked: "My hand won't be broken, right?"
Su Qiong explained seriously: "No, it only works on inanimate things."
"..." Lin Fu silently closed his mouth.
Ten minutes later, Lin Fu was wearing a suit and leather shoes, with two long legs bent, sitting on a bright green plastic pony. Wearing disposable gloves, he tore off a greasy duck leg and placed it on a disposable foam plate. Passed it to Su Qiong and said calmly: "Eat."
"Thank you." Su Qiong took the plate with both hands like a saint, picked up the duck leg and took a big bite, then chewed it with satisfaction. His eyes were bright and black, like a little hamster hoarding food.
Lin Fu glanced at him and continued to focus on shredding the roast duck. He dipped the whole piece of meat in sauce and rolled it up in a small pancake. He added more to Su Qiong's foam plate and said, "Eat slowly, don't ask for more if it's not enough."
"Okay." Su Qiong chewed something and responded vaguely, then quickly lowered his head.
"What's wrong with you?" Lin Fu frowned, took off his disposable gloves, and pinched Su Qiong's chin to make him look up.
The pitiful little face was covered with tears, and the lips were covered with shiny oil. The swollen cheeks were still moving, and the eyes were full of tears, but they were still smiling while they were curved.
"The roast duck is so delicious!" Su Qiong swallowed a mouthful of food and said with a tearful smile, "You are indeed a good person. I am so happy."
"Then eat more." President Lin felt sour and almost cried, completely unaware that Su Qiong's logic seemed a bit strange.
"Okay." Su Qiong wiped away his tears and gnawed the duck leg carefully, not even the fascia covering the bones was left.
"..." Lin Fu suddenly felt that his heart was about to be broken by this duck bone.