107. Lu Rong/Ji Wenfeng: Have you seen these big lightning bolts/this diamond ring? You won't even throw it away!
Through the intermediary of all villains, Ji Wenfeng tried to find out that Lu Rong had reformed himself and would never dare to sell him again, so he felt a little relieved. Anyway, he had nothing to do alone, so he wandered to the nearby Harbor City, intending to bring some gifts to his family.
Of course, not for Lu Rong, this little slave is very bad, even if he deeply realizes his mistakes, he will not forgive him so easily. Not only did he not forgive, but he also punished him greatly. He had just asked Ji Jingshen for advice, and he already had several alternatives in his heart. He must punish Lu Rong severely, so that he would never dare to sell himself again.
Ji Wenfeng was thinking about Lu Rong, so he walked in with his trouser pockets in his pockets, and happened to bump into Lu Rong carrying sneakers in the trendy brand store opposite.
Because Ji Wenfeng didn't lift his shoes for him, Lu Rong was exhausted and exhausted. He raised his eyes and saw Ji Wenfeng was right in front of him. The so-called enemy's road is narrow, Lu Rong glanced at his face coldly, and ignored him.
He pretended to be nonchalant and handed the card to the salesperson: "Payment."
Seeing this, Ji Wenfeng walked up behind him with straight long legs, and said, "Do you want to move the entire shoe store home?"
"I want you to take care of it." Lu Rong lowered his eyes, and his thick eyelashes concealed the emotions in his eyes.
Ji Wenfeng pinched his slender fingers, and took away his secondary card: "Swipe the card yourself." It's getting more and more outrageous, offending the benefactor and wanting to buy it, I don't have a clue.
Lu Rong took too many orders, and couldn't come up with so much cash for a while, so he had to swallow his anger and say: "... I want to help my friend bring shoes."
Ji Wenfeng looked at him for a long while, then sneered: "You treat your friends pretty well."
Lu Rong: "..."
Ji Wenfeng's yin and yang were weird, if it was normal, Lu Rong would have to complain a few words. But today, Lu Rong changed his usual venomous style of painting, and lowered his head quietly, without apologizing, and just stood there coldly, with black hair scattered and covering his delicate and beautiful eyes. Only the toes curled up in the shoes, revealing his nervous state of mind at this moment.
He stood without saying a word for a while, and flicked his fingernails, looking very focused, but Ji Wenfeng read a little grievance from his expressionless face. When Lu Rong was wronged, his lips would turn up slightly. He didn't know it, but it was actually like a small oil bottle.
Ji Wenfeng's heart skipped a beat, he suppressed the urge to take a bite out of the small oil bottle, turned his eyes away in embarrassment, and handed over the card distractedly: "Swipe it."
Lu Rong seemed to hesitate for a few seconds, then gently took his card away and swiped it.
Ji Wenfeng sat on a high stool at one side, kicked his long legs, put his elbows on the table, and looked at him with his chin resting on his back. Looking at it, he felt something was wrong: "Why do you have so many friends?"
Let’s say at least thirty or forty pairs of sneakers here, they are all requested by friends... I don’t see that he is so popular in school.
All the muscles in Lu Rong's body tensed up, and he hummed nonchalantly. In fact, this purchasing agent business only let go of 26 pairs at the beginning, and increased to more than 40 pairs in the past two days.
"Your friend asked you to buy it without paying first? Ask you to pay in advance?" Ji Wenfeng became even more suspicious.
Lu Rong was startled suddenly, even more nervous than when Shen Yu hurt him just now.
He has just started working on this product line, and even with the trustworthiness of the platform, which has been traded repeatedly by the whole staff, the students dare not make money without seeing the real thing. Lu Rong didn't mind either, so he put it on by himself first. He is willing to suffer some losses first when doing business. Anyway, if he brings the genuine shoes back, it will be too late for others to grab them. Even if the person who made the reservation doesn't want it, it's easy to get out, and it's not a loss anyway.
But this matter is really suspicious from Ji Wenfeng's point of view, so Lu Rong had to find an excuse: "... I didn't bring my card."
Ji Wenfeng snorted coldly. It's not because of his own money that he loses things and loses things. Lu Rong is sure that he will swipe his card wherever he goes. Ji Jingshen is right, he is too used to him! By the way, I have to call Ji Jingshen and ask him to send someone to bring back half of the sneakers in the store, otherwise how can I take them home, even if he has eight arms, it is not enough to carry the shoes for Lu Rong.
So, after paying the bill, Lu Rong saw a large group of people get off the car with jc communication printed on it, rushed into the trendy brand store and bowed to Ji Wenfeng: "Hello, major shareholder! Hello, wife of shareholder!"
Ji Wenfeng blushed: "Who is the shareholder's wife!"
What happened to Ji Jingshen! Didn't you convey the important instruction that "Lu Rong has been reduced to a slave"!
Ji Wenfeng looked at Shang Lu Rong's probing eyes, blushed angrily and got angry at the staff: "What are you doing in a daze, move!"
Lu Rong's eyes deepened, he bent down and picked up a pair of shoes on the ground, and said to the employee who wanted to carry them for him, "I'll do it myself."
This is a pair of Hiroshi Fujiwara, he used it to apologize to Ji Wenfeng.
The reason why he brought sneakers that far exceeded the volume of his suitcase this time was also to make a little more money to pay for this pair of Hiroshi Fujiwara. Otherwise, his trip to Hong Kong would be exhausting and he would lose money.
Lu Rong straightened up, watching the jc correspondents busy moving their shoes, while Ji Wenfeng sat there blushing and sulking, couldn't help but carried the sneaker bag behind his back with both hands, and turned twice from his straight body.
From left to right, and then from right to left, the eyes flickered, as light as a sneaker bag, almost flying.
"What are you carrying behind your back?" His every move could not escape Ji Wenfeng's eyes.
"It's nothing." Lu Rong immediately stood up straight, his eyes hid to the side, but his face was slightly red.
"Nothing?" Ji Wenfeng walked up to him and grabbed him.
Lu Rong was taken aback: "You..."
Ji Wenfeng pulled it out to take a look, and gave a long oh: "AJ Fujiwara Hiroshi co-branded Big Lightning, your friend is very rich." The shoe size is so big, and he must be tall.
Ji Wenfeng thought of this, turned his eyes, and looked at Lu Rong sharply: "What's his name?"
Lu Rong snatched the shoes back from him, and walked out with red ears: "I want you to take care of it."
Ji Wenfeng: "..."
With so many pairs of shoes, Lu Rong can move them casually, but this pair is well protected, so you have to carry it by yourself, which shows that it is very precious.
On the contrary, he Ji Wenfeng came to Hong Kong to play happily, and ran into a wild man when he went out, not to mention, he even paid for the wild man to buy shoes!
If it were placed in the old society, a small slave like Lu Rong would be immersed in a pig cage!
Without saying a word, Ji Wenfeng rushed forward and grabbed Lu Rong's wrist, ignoring his resistance, and led him into the Cartier store. As soon as the two entered the door, they found that almost all of them were girls. Lu Rong was stared at by a group of young ladies, and shook Ji Wenfeng's hand, but did not shake off: "What are you doing here?"
Ji Wenfeng looked at him, and said three words coldly: "Buy a ring."
The redness on Lu Rong's face suddenly reached the base of his neck, and he stared angrily at Ji Wenfeng, his dark and clear eyes seemed to say: Who wants to marry you!
Ji Wenfeng watched his face turn red and white, white and red again, and leaned towards his ear in a mischievous manner, and said word by word: "No, yes, here, you."
Lu Rong: "..."
He didn't come up in one breath, as if he was sitting soaring into the sky and hugging a dragon, his mood fell from the sky to the bottom of the valley, he was completely stunned, let Ji Wenfeng hold his hand, and went up to the second floor like a wandering soul.
Ji Wenfeng took a fancy to a ring, and said to the clerk behind the counter, "Take this out and have a look."
The luxury butler in a suit smiled and said, "Who wears it, please?"
Ji Wenfeng grabbed Lu Rong's hand and pressed it on the glass counter.
The well-informed butler of luxury goods was slightly taken aback: the current male high school students really know how to play...
"Don't get me wrong, it's just that my girlfriend's fingers are as thin as his." Ji Wenfeng stroked Lu Rong's ring finger, "Just use his finger to try."
As soon as the words fell, Ji Wenfeng felt Lu Rong's body stiffen in his arms.
Ji Wenfeng was pleased: Now you know how I felt at that time!
Knowing the stall where Lu Rong sold him, Ji Wenfeng was really scared into a cold sweat: If he hadn't found out in time, he was really afraid that one day he would wake up in bed, only to find that the person beside him was not Lu Rong.
As a benefactor who was given to others by a slave, Ji Wenfeng must pay his debts!
Since Lu Rong likes to give him away so much, let him deeply experience the feeling of being locked in with others! Ji Jingshen said, to deal with these duplicity little things, you have to torture them severely.
It's just that Lu Rong curled up in his arms, except for the initial stiffness, there was no movement for a long time.
Ji Wenfeng was a little discouraged, and Lu Rong didn't seem to care about it.
The butler took out the ring and gave Ji Wenfeng a tentative look.
Ji Wenfeng suddenly felt bored and relaxed the strength in his hands.
Then, Ji Wenfeng saw that the boy's right hand with distinct joints, which he forcibly pressed on the glass display case, retracted five fingers stealthily but resolutely, and clenched his fist.
Not a finger left for him!
Ji Wenfeng's heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he said to Lu Rong's ear, "Put it out."
Lu Rong clenched his fists and lips tightly, and stood in front of the counter with his head down, stubbornly resisting him. He has a handsome body, so he will not bow his head to others, but if you look closely at his dark and moist eyes, there is already a layer of foggy water color.
Ji Wenfeng unexpectedly pushed Lu Rong to such a point, his heart suddenly softened, and he let him go.
Lu Rong wiped his eyes with his sleeves, turned and left, and put the hand he had grabbed back into his arms.
But before he could take a step, that poor hand was grabbed again. This time I tried harder, as if I was afraid that he would run away in the next second.
Ji Wenfeng firmly held Lu Rong in his hand: "What style do you like, pick a pair here."
Lu Rong sat on the sky and hugged the dragon again, and was so angry that he wanted to break him away, but he failed, and was wrapped into his arms by the whole person.
Ji Wenfeng circled him and put his chin on the top of his head: "You have to choose the wedding ring yourself."
"Who wants to marry you." Lu Rong's voice was hoarse than usual, and the small fan's eyelashes were habitually drooping, scratching Ji Wenfeng's heart every time.
Ji Wenfeng snickered, took him two steps, and walked to the counter on the right: "Did you see it? Three carats, whether it's bright or not."
When Lu Rong saw the price, his eyes lit up.
"Choose a couple." Ji Wenfeng bewitched.
Lu Rong looked carefully for a while, and picked out a pair of three-carat rings.
"Like this?" Ji Wenfeng asked.
Lu Rong nodded shyly.
Ji Wenfeng rolled him back to the counter next to him, pointed to a pair of 0.3 carat diamond rings and said, "This is the pair."
Lu Rong: "!"
Such a small drill!
"You used to have three carats, but now it's only 0.3 carats." Ji Wenfeng held up the small diamond ring and warned him seriously, "Do you know why? Because you sold your husband. Your benefactor is no better than your husband. Will buy you a 0.3 carat."
Lu Rongfei picked up a bag and smashed his sneakers on his face, then turned and left with the bag in hand.
What broken rings, there is no pair of Hiroki Fujiwara, this man Ji Wenfeng is dead!