91. I will fly with you
The two walked into the toilet holding hands, Ji Wenfeng immediately lifted the blanket and unbuttoned his pants.
Lu Rong hurriedly turned his back, his hands were about to break: "Wait a minute, you hurt me!"
Ji Wenfeng: "I'm dying of anxiety, give me a treat!"
Lu Rong felt that his hands were being misused: "... No matter how urgent you are, you can't use your left hand!"
Ji Wenfeng: "I can't unzip my pants with one hand!"
Lu Rong: "I don't care!"
Ji Wenfeng managed to maintain his rationality: "Then, I'll fix the waistband of my trousers, and you unzip my trousers!"
Lu Rong: "Then can you promise not to touch my hand?"
Ji Wenfeng: "You unzip my trouser chain and I'll take it out myself!"
"Okay..." Lu Rong turned his back to him, stretched out his hand with a complicated expression, and touched his big front door.
Ji Wenfeng: "!"
Lu Rong felt a suspicious shape, panicked, and frantically searched for the zipper on his crotch: "Where am I going!"
Ji Wenfeng gritted his teeth: "A little bit to the left..."
Lu Rong became even more biased.
Ji Wenfeng: "That's right... um..."
Lu Rong: "..."
Why is there such a strange sound!
And why is there something expanding in his hand!
Ji Wenfeng blushed: "It's all your fault! It's because I've held it in for too long!"
Lu Rong hurriedly helped him unzip the zipper: "Okay, okay!"
Ji Wenfeng was finally released and let out a comfortable moan.
Passengers in the cabin: "..."
what did they hear.
Why did Mr. Ji, who was half-paralyzed by polio, and his little follower drive the car vigorously after entering the toilet? !
Lu Rong supported Ji Wenfeng all the way back from the toilet, but he didn't get any good looks from the passengers. Everyone looked at their expressions as if they were looking at a pair of adulterers.
Ji Wenfeng: "What's going on?" He felt that the passengers on the whole plane had become less friendly.
Lu Rong also felt the sudden stiffness in the atmosphere, and guessed: "Maybe you have been in the toilet for too long."
Ji Wenfeng explained to the passenger on the opposite side: "I have prostatitis, so..."
The passenger raised the newspaper in front of him in disgust.
The current little gay is really shameless!
After taking their seats, Lu Rong and Ji Wenfeng sat on the seats holding hands, very bored. When he was bored, his palms would sweat like crazy, Lu Rong could only move his hand to Ji Wenfeng's sleeve to wipe it. Because there was nothing to do, Lu Rong lowered his head and turned on the laptop he was carrying with him, and changed to ppt. Ji Wenfeng was forced to hold his arm to participate in the revision, and took a closer look: "What is this?"
Lu Rong pretended to be casual and said, "A business plan."
Ji Wenfeng: "You wrote it?"
Lu Rong opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Homework assigned by the school."
Ji Wenfeng saw through his nonsense at a glance: "I'm from the same school as you."
Lu Rong opened his eyes and said nonsense x2: "The homework assigned by our class."
Ji Wenfeng made a gesture to let go of his hand: "People who lie don't deserve my favor."
Lu Rong even buried his notebook in Ji Wenfeng's arms, pretending to be dead, begging to touch him.
Ji Wenfeng announced that the greatest invention in the history of human civilization is the airplane, and only his little slave on the airplane is a sticky and obedient little sugar bag.
"What exactly was written? I'll show you." Ji Wenfeng opened the screen and carefully browsed the content on the ppt.
Lu Rong wrote about the project planning of an online trading platform for authentic sneakers.
Lu Rong has been thinking this week that selling authentic sneakers in schools is a huge market, not only in the south of the city, but also in the entire teenage class. If you create a dedicated app in the vertical field to occupy this market segment, it will be very profitable.
Lu Rong has an idol named Ji Jingshen, who is the boss of JC Communications. This person started his business as an online trader between the two places. Lu Rong checked in on his Weibo every day, and Ji Jingshen finally noticed this idiot fan recently, and the two had a hot fight on the Internet. This time when he went to Hong Kong, Lu Rong sent news to Ji Jingshen in advance. Ji Jingshen invited him to dinner. He was on a pilgrimage to fans and netizens.
There is an urgent need for a trading platform for genuine sneakers in China, and this project planning is Lu Rong's gift to Ji Jingshen. This week, Lu Rong has been busy collecting information and perfecting this ppt, writing until midnight every day before stopping, and now he is excited to make the final revision.
Ji Wenfeng browsed for a while, helped him reorganize the outline, changed the positions of a few ppts, and annotated some details: "This way the overall logic is more complete."
Lu Rong: "Hmm~" He wanted to look at Ji Wenfeng with admiration.
Ji Wenfeng was picky again: "But your layout is really a bit ugly."
Lu Rong: "..."
Ji Wenfeng: "I'll help you change it with reluctance."
When Ji Wenfeng returned the computer to Lu Rong, the ppt was like an ugly girl who went to Korea to undergo an East Asian head-changing surgery.
Lu Rong couldn't help but look at Ji Wenfeng more, and asked seriously: "How much will I ask you to make a ppt in the future?"
Ji Wenfeng rubbed his fingers, and thought for a moment: "I usually give money to those who make ppt."
He knows this because he has watched a lot. He is the heir of the Ji family, and he and Ji Tong handle the project report of the Ji family together. Although he is only 16 years old, he has been Jitong's B post for 3 years. There is no way, the family is big and the business is big, there are too many jobs, Ji Tong can't do it all by himself, he is a father and son soldier.
"If you beg me, it's not that I can't do it for you..." Ji Wenfeng thought about it for a while, and whispered in Lu Rong's ear.
Lu Rong squinted at him: "What about the conditions?"
Ji Wenfeng tightened his palms: "I can hold your hand when I get off the plane."
Lu Rong: "..."
Ji Wenfeng bewitched in a low and magnetic voice: "I'm very good at ppt... I can also operate various plug-ins proficiently... PS is not a problem... I can even shoot short videos... Oh baby, I have a very clear outline~ ~"
Lu Rong: "It can only be in a place where there are no people." After a pause, he continued, "And you have to swear that you will never speak to me in such a disgusting tone."
Ji Wenfeng sat back in his seat with a full smile, and clasped Lu Rong's hand tightly: "deal."
He, Ji Wenfeng, must be the most versatile patron in the world!
At this time, the plane suddenly bumped up, the bright sunshine outside the window quickly dimmed, and they plunged into the rain cloud of lightning and thunder. Sitting in his seat, Lu Rong panicked, his face turned pale.
There was a ding on the radio, and the gentle voice of the stewardess sounded: "Passengers, our plane has obvious turbulence due to the influence of the airflow. Please sit on your seat and fasten your seat belt. The toilet will be temporarily closed, thank you Cooperate… "
Lu Rong clenched Ji Wenfeng's hand: "Are we about to crash the plane! The bathroom is not allowed!"
Ji Wenfeng looked solemn, pursed his lips and did not answer.
Lu Rong could tell from his expression that something was wrong: "I said a long time ago, don't make a plane, don't make a plane! You told me that the probability of an aviation accident is very low!" The plane fell several meters suddenly, and Lu Rong Rong picked up his internal organs, threw his head into Ji Wenfeng's arms, hugged his waist tightly, and cried out in a crying voice, "We are all going to die!"
"No." Ji Wenfeng opened the backpack under his feet, and pulled out a bag of things from it. Lu Rong took a closer look, and it turned out to be a parachute.
Ji Wenfeng patted his head amidst the thunder and lightning: "Sit up."
Overcoming his fear, Lu Rong held his hand and stood up straight.
Ji Wenfeng skillfully helped him put on the parachute: "Remember to pull it here when you jump down later."
Lu Rong: "Then what do you do?!"
Ji Wenfeng shook his head.
Lu Rong lowered his head to look through his schoolbag, which was already empty.
"Why do you only bring one hat!" Lu Rong roared.
Ji Wenfeng shook his head sadly: "It's too late to say these things now, you have to live well."
Lu Rong hugged him, untied his belt and put himself on Ji Wenfeng's body: "Let's dance together, do you understand!"
Ji Wenfeng looked into his eyes with pity and focus: "In the future, you will inherit the Ji family and my private jet. When you become the CEO, you will fly all over the sky to attend various business meetings. Remember to set aside two jets for yourself every year. During the month’s vacation, go skydiving, hang glider, and ride a hot air balloon. When you’re old, you’ll travel around the world and travel to the moon in a rocket…”
Lu Rong desperately tightened the belts of the two of them: "Isn't even a belt? So why are you so careless and only wear a top!"
Ji Wenfeng caressed his face gently, narrowed his eyes and smiled brightly: "Because I only think of you alone."
Lu Rong was taken aback, and cried while holding Ji Wenfeng in the violently bumpy cabin: "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
At this moment, the plane passed through the clouds, the sun was shining brightly outside, and the turbulence of the cabin stopped.
The radio dinged: "We are about to arrive at Hong Kong International Airport..."
The stewardess came over and said to Lu Rong, who was leaning on Ji Wenfeng with her eyes closed and refused to open, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, can you sit in your seat?"
Lu Rong: "..." Quickly got up on hands and feet and sat down.
Stewardess: "The passenger on the other side reported that you were crying too loudly. Could you please be quiet?"
Lu Rong: "..."
The stewardess put down an ice cream in front of him and winked at him: "Thank you for your cooperation."
Lu Rong: "..."
Ji Wenfeng Shi Shiran picked up the third ice cream of this trip, and scooped a spoonful happily.
Lu Rong swung his eye knife: "Ji, Wen, Feng!"
This obscenity is deliberate!
Ji Wenfeng glanced at him: "Congratulations, you have learned to fly alone."
Lu Rong was taken aback, and raised his hands. He is sitting alone in the seat now, no one's hand is held.
Ji Wenfeng whispered to him softly: "In the future, you will drive a private jet to attend various business meetings, and spend two months of vacation every year to go skydiving, play glider, and take a hot air balloon. Travel around the world, travel to the moon in a rocket... But you won't go alone. You won't go as the president of Jishi Group." He paused, "You will go as the president's wife."
"Fuck your mother!" Lu Rong was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.
"Look outside!" Ji Wenfeng grabbed his shoulders.
Lu Rong followed Ji Wenfeng's fingers and looked down, his dark eyes reflected the blue harbor and the bustling port city. He opened his pupils slightly, and couldn't help pressing his hands to the window glass.
Ji Wenfeng slightly raised the corners of his lips, and pressed his hand on the back of his hand.
Lu Rong flinched slightly.
Ji Wenfeng: "Flying is a beautiful thing. I will fly with you."
Lu Rong didn't say a word, but bit his lower lip tightly, even the tips of his ears were flushed from the side, and the red spread all the way into his shirt.
Ji Wenfeng smiled comprehensibly, closed his hand and clasped his fingers: "...and I will bring two parachutes."
The two passengers sitting next to each other exchanged glances and shook their heads tacitly.
The current little gay is really shameless!