Help! The heroine of the abusive novel abducted the crazy villain

More than half an hour later, the low-key and luxurious Bentley was parked steadily in the parking lot on the second floor of a nearby shopping mall.

Song Qingyue first took Huo Chizhou to the first floor to look at electronic equipment.

The crisis of the Song Group has not happened yet. Unlike her previous life, where her family property was taken over, her assets were frozen, and she was hunted by Feng Jinchen all over the world, she still had plenty of funds in her name.

What she chose was a computer product produced by Song Company.

Just support your own business.

Song Qingyue graduated less than a year ago. After returning to China, she has almost been working overtime in the research laboratory to study holographic online games. Except for the photo she took with Feng Jinchen when she got engaged, it was on the hot search, but the popularity quickly dropped.

After all, people pay more attention to the news in the entertainment industry, and Feng Jinchen is reluctant to stimulate his weak Bai Yueguang.

I feel so wronged that I can't stand by his side openly.

“Is the latest model of this computer in stock?”

"Yes, miss." The counter sister's attitude was warm. She actually didn't recognize that the person in front of her was the young master of the Song family. She only felt that Song Qingyue's picturesque features and extraordinary temperament made people very fond of her. The key was that she was wearing a famous brand.

Just take the seemingly inconspicuous bracelet on her wrist, which costs a full 200,000 yuan.

A computer worth 18,000 is definitely affordable.

"Do you like it?" Song Qingyue turned sideways and asked Huo Chizhou to try out the prototype in the store.

Only then did the counter sister focus on Huo Chizhou.

She looked surprised.

I didn't look carefully just now. This man is really thin. He looks like a refugee fleeing from famine. He is as hungry as a bamboo pole and will fall over when the wind blows. He seems to be injured. Redness, bruises and blood can be seen on the exposed skin.

scab.

The counter sister couldn't imagine that he and Song Qingyue actually knew each other.

After all, one is as noble as a rich man, and the other... who is young and has sound limbs and does not look like a person with intellectual problems, has ended up like this.

Normally, the counter sister would not take the initiative to sell to him.

I can’t afford it at first glance…

Huo Chizhou hadn't touched a computer for a long time and was a bit unwieldy, but he quickly became proficient in operating it and checked the computer's CPU, motherboard, memory, graphics card and other configurations.

This is considered top-notch.

Huo Chizhou glanced at the price tag aside and his pupils trembled with fear. Eighteen thousand! How many bricks do you have to move to afford it? No, even if you join the Song family, the assistant's salary will not be too high at the beginning, right?

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Three to four thousand? That’s less than half a year’s salary.

"Is this a bit expensive?" Huo Chizhou felt guilty.

"It's okay, as long as you like it." Song Qingyue could see that Huo Chizhou was very satisfied with the computer, so she readily paid the cashier to arrange for the computer to be delivered to Yujiang Dijing Community.

Until he settled the bill, Huo Chizhou was still a little overwhelmed.

Eighteen thousand.

One steamed bun per meal, three meals a day, and 50 cents per steamed bun, enough for him to eat for 12,000 days, that is, nearly 33 years...

He thought that buying a computer worth three to four thousand dollars was already very luxurious.

"Let's go check the phones."

Song Qingyue took Huo Chizhou to the mobile phone store next door. She could guess what he was thinking. Alas, he was forced to live at the bottom of society, relying on hard labor to support himself, and he could not wait to eat every meal.

Break a dime in half and spend it.

The Feng family has trillions of assets. If his life had not been changed, buying a computer worth 18,000 would not even blink an eye for the Feng family prince.

It seems that she still needs to cultivate his sense of etiquette and aesthetics, etc.

People in the circle don't care whether he was miserable before or whether he could adapt to returning to the Feng family. They are eager to see his jokes. Huo Chizhou did rise in the later period, but he was used to living a hard life and was secretly laughed at by many people as a country bumpkin.

The country bumpkin has never seen the world.

In the end, Song Qingyue helped Huo Chizhou choose the latest mobile phone, which was priced at 10,000 yuan less. Huo Chizhou felt extremely distressed: "Actually, a mobile phone worth a few hundred yuan is enough, and it has all the functions it should have."

He just makes calls and sends and receives text messages. He doesn't play games, watch videos, listen to music or shop online, and has no use for anything else.

Moreover, he only needs to contact her.

"A mobile phone worth several hundred yuan will become stuck after a short time of use."

Song Qingyue thrust the new mobile phone into his hand: "It can help you improve your living assistance work. You are my partner, so you can't let your mobile phone hold you back."

When the conversation came to this point, Huo Chizhou had no choice but to accept it.

He swore to the heavens in his heart that if Song Qingyue thought so highly of him, said that he was her partner, and bought him such a high-end computer and mobile phone with food and accommodation included, he would kill her to death.

Of course, the bloody feud with the Feng family should not be forgotten.

He has to find a way to sow discord...

While Huo Chizhou was thinking about it, the two of them got phone cards and saved each other's numbers. Mobile phones are not complicated, and Huo Chizhou understood everything about them after studying it for a while.

He registered a WeChat account for himself.

I heard that people nowadays like to chat on WeChat.

"I'll scan it for you." Seeing that he had a WeChat ID, Song Qingyue naturally picked up her mobile phone and took the initiative to scan his WeChat business card.

The friend request was approved quickly.

Huo Chizhou's face turned red and his ears felt hot.

She is his first WeChat friend.

He clicked on the dialog box and was so nervous that he didn't know what to say as the first sentence. His hand slid towards her profile picture, which was a bright moon hanging diagonally in the sky. The moonlight was bright and clear, casting a silvery glow like a gauze.

Beautiful, noble and cool.

After thinking about it, Huo Chizhou exited the WeChat interface and searched for a picture on the Internet to make an avatar. It was a lone wolf howling at the moon.

Well, month.

Yue.

As for his WeChat nickname, he didn't choose "Wolf" or "Lone Wolf" so casually, and typed his name in meticulously.

Huo Chizhou.

After choosing her mobile phone, Song Qingyue took Huo Chizhou to the clothing store.

His own three sets of clothes were almost worn out from being beaten while carrying bricks. They were washed to the point of fading and full of patches. They definitely could not be worn again.

Worried that he would not accept it, Song Qingyue chose a cheap store.

A piece of clothing only costs one or two hundred yuan, and the style is simple and comfortable. It is much more comfortable to wear than the ones he bought at street stalls before. Perhaps because of the price of computers and mobile phones for comparison, he did not refuse this time.

She probably realized that wearing her home clothes all the time was not an option.

At Song Qingyue's recommendation, Huo Chizhou changed into fresh and clean sportswear and put on sneakers. Considering that he had to go into the laboratory to help her, she did not buy him a suit, leather shoes, and overalls.

When he came out of the changing room, Song Qingyue put a hat on him.

He was very thin, but he probably inherited the good genes from his parents' tallness. He was not short. Song Qingyue raised her head and raised her hand to straighten his hat.

"alright."

She looked at him with her hands behind her back, a smile on her face: "Very handsome."

Huo Chizhou's thoughts moved slightly, and his heart beat faster and faster, "pop", "pop", he had to grit his teeth desperately to suppress the inexplicable throbbing, for fear that she would hear it.

How could he? How could he deserve it?

At this time, Song Qingyue's expression changed as if she saw something.