The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

34. Ji Wenfeng: You need a little treatment

After Lu Rong finished shopping in the supermarket, he returned to the parking lot with Ji Wenfeng carrying large and small bags, and carried the spoils to the car. Ji Wenfeng asked, "So many tissues?"

Lu Rong: "I can use it every day at home."

Ji Wenfeng: "The butler will purchase uniformly."

Lu Rong said, "Then he has a lot of oil and water."

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

Lu Rong told him: "The master must be his own. If you are not in charge, you don't know how many links you can do. Let's go home and see what is still missing in the house, and quickly come to make up for the big price reduction in the supermarket. Goods, and make a statistical list of all the supplies at home, so that we can know everything well."

Ji Wenfeng looked at the trunk full of dangdang, supported the back cover of the car to confirm to him: "Should we do it again?"

"That's right." Lu Rong said as he moved the Ceylon black tea into the back seat, "You are right, you have to do a comprehensive housekeeping while your father and my mother are away. They don't care about anything, even if They won’t know if others move everything in the house."

Ji Wenfeng looked at Lu Rong for a long while, and determined that this was not his original intention to let Lu Rong do the housework. He originally hoped that Lu Rong would change his liking and evil work style, realizing that he could still rely on his own labor in exchange for remuneration, and then plan his life reasonably and legally, but Lu Rong's labor ability greatly exceeded his expectations, and it was not like an exaggeration. Licentious mb. Lu Rong is not only good at pole dancing, but also an excellent life like a housekeeper—what has he experienced to be so versatile?

Ji Wenfeng didn't ask for an exit. He just carried all of Lu Rong's trophies into the car as usual, then covered the back seat of the car, opened the cab and sat in. After Lu Rong got in the co-pilot, Ji Wenfeng drove out of the parking lot.

Five minutes later, Lu Rong realized that Ji Wenfeng didn't seem to be going home. He opened Baidu Maps, entered the coordinates of his home, and started navigating. During the navigation, Lin Chiling kept saying: "Please turn around."

Lu Rong confirmed that Ji Wenfeng was not going home, and asked seriously, "Where are you driving?"

Ji Wen and wind are not moving like a mountain.

Seeing him heading in the opposite direction, Lu couldn't help but said: "We have to go back quickly, finish your room first, then make a list of all the inventory at home, and then come to the supermarket to replenish the goods. The task is very heavy and the time is very tight."

Ji Wenfeng gave a hum, and the hand holding the steering wheel had no desire to turn around.

Lu Rong turned and looked at his profile: "What do you want to do?"

Ji Wenfeng did not answer his question, but awakened the on-board intelligent system and commanded: "Call Luyuan."

Luyuan is a Cantonese restaurant, located in the most prosperous financial center of s city, and it is not possible to book a place for 2000 per person.

The opposite quickly picked up: "Good morning, son Ji!"

Ji Wenfeng: "Leave us a box."

Ji Wenfeng simply and neatly communicated with Lu Yuan, and hung up the phone. The car was quiet for a while.

After a while, Lu Rong said, "Luyuan is 40 minutes away from the supermarket. We should definitely have a KFC next to the supermarket and go home to tidy up the closet."

Ji Wenfeng freed his hand and stroked his hair casually: "I won't blame you if I can't finish it."

Lu Rong screamed, "Please put your hands on the steering wheel!"

Half an hour later, Ji Wenfeng drove into the cbd, stopped the car in the basement, walked to the co-pilot's seat and opened the door, quietly staring at the landing volume. Lu Rong struggled for a while, but got out of the car.

"We have half an hour to eat." Lu Rong said sternly.

One and a half hours later.

"How could this be?" Lu Rong sat paralyzed in the passenger seat, with a puzzled expression.

Ji Wenfeng hummed the steering wheel, "Maybe it's because you ordered two wagyu dishes and two bamboo suns."

"It's because the process of cooking hot pot is too slow." Lu Rong quibbled. "No one eats hot pot like that."

They were sitting on tatami mats, and the waiter in kimono knelt beside them and cooked the ingredients one by one on the spot for them. Only one piece at a time. After they were cooked, they served a small piece in the bowl in front of them.

Ji Wenfeng observed his look in the rearview mirror: "Don't like it?"

Lu Rong said, "The taste is very good, and the environment is very elegant. The problem is that we still have a lot of work to do. It's not in line with today's schedule to eat here. We have to go back quickly." Lu Rong thought of Ji Wenfeng's clothes. The dressing rooms everywhere are going crazy with anxiety.

Ji Wenfeng gave a hum, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Ten minutes later, Lu Rong realized that this was not the way home: "You didn't plan to go home at all, did you?"

Ji Wenfeng congratulated him for discovering the problem: "Today is Sunday, and the weather is fine. My father took his wife for his honeymoon. Why should I go home?"

"Because your locker room is as messy as a doghouse."

Ji Wenfeng asked, "I don't care, why do you care?"

Lu Rong: "..."

Ji Wenfeng answered this question for him: "Because you are a clean freak, have obsessive-compulsive disorder, or a control freak."

Lu Rong: "You asked me to tidy up your closet."

Ji Wenfeng continued: "You like everything to be organized and in your grasp."

Lu Rong defended: "I just live in order."

Ji Wenfeng: "You will also make a schedule, accurate to every five minutes. If the schedule is disrupted, you will be crazy."

Lu Rong leaned back in his chair, with a hint of resentment in his tone: "I didn't arrange anything. Today is the weekend, and the weather is good. Uncle and my mother are going to spend their honeymoon. I could have spent the weekend relaxing and leisurely. .It was you, you brought me to your bedroom, and you let me take care of this 780 square meter home, and I just started to arrange work tasks. It was hard to arrange it, and now it's all disrupted by you. Ji Wenfeng , Is this fun?!"

"Not bad." Ji Wenfeng said gracefully, and slowly stopped the car on the side of the road.

He handed the phone to Lu Rong.

The screen reads: 14:16 "xxxxx" of cgv theater, couples seat 6, hellokitty hall.

Lu Rong: "..."

Ji Wenfeng lazily said: "I also have my schedule." He booked a ticket just now while eating.

Lu Rong: "But the dressing room..."

Ji Wenfeng: "You can go back to tidy up my locker room, I didn't stop you." After he stepped on the accelerator, Lu Rong stuck to the back of the chair because of inertia.

Lu Rong: "You don't have a driver's license at all. You are speeding. The speed limit is 40 yards on this section."

Ji Wenfeng: "You can get off the bus. By the way, when you get off the bus, take the things you brought from the supermarket with you and take a truck back. I'm going to watch a movie, so I don't have time to take you off."

Lu Rong sat obediently in the co-pilot and stopped talking, staring blankly at Ji Wenfeng as he drove into another large shopping mall. The goods are too expensive, and it is too far to get home from here.

Ji Wenfeng walked around to the co-pilot again to help him open the car door.

When Lu Rong got out of the car, he couldn't find the meaning of coming to the Lovers Cinema with Ji Wenfeng to watch a movie on the big weekend: "This is even a love movie with a mother's gun."

Two hours later.

Lu Rong sat on a chair outside the cinema, trying to restrain himself from crying.

Ji Wenfeng sat next to him, handed him the tissue, and patiently enlightened him: "This is just a love movie of a girl."

Lu Rong calmed down his feelings: "You don't understand anything at all. When Hu Yueyue died, you just ate popcorn over there."

Ji Wenfeng: "………………………………”

Lu Rong looked at him accusingly, his eyes flushed slightly, Ji Wenfeng couldn't help but ran to the ticket office and bought him an ice cream.

Sad Lu Rong remembered after eating half of it: "I don't eat high-gi foods, as well as unsaturated fatty acids."

Ji Wenfeng took the ice cream in his hand and ate it normally.

Neither of them spoke. Lu Rong was silently hurt for the love movie of Niang Pao; Ji Wenfeng put his cheeks on, squinted, and looked at Lu Rong, who was so traumatized, amusedly, eating ice cream in a relaxed manner.

After a while, Lu Rong cleared up the emotions stimulated by the false love story, and his reason returned to him. He looked at the narrow Ji Wenfeng in his eyes, and suddenly remembered an important thing.

He asked Ji Wenfeng: "Where did your tissues come from?"

Ji Wen lifted the limelight, his eyes floated to the ticket counter.

Lu Rong: "How much do they sell?"

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

Lu Rong: "We have a few hundred bags in the trunk. I will take a bag with you in the future." After speaking, I took out the notebook on the supermarket road from my pocket, pressed the ballpoint pen and started recording, "I'll put it on your shoe cabinet. A drawer is placed, and you can put it in your trouser pocket every day when you go out. In order to prevent you from forgetting, I will hang a small magnetic white board above the shoe cabinet to keep a special note-then we have to go back to the supermarket to buy a small white board It comes with matching marker pens, chalk erasers, sticky notes and small magnets."

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

He grabbed Lu Rong's wrist and stood up and took him away from the place.

Lu Rong: "What are you doing?"

Ji Wenfeng: "Your condition is more serious than I thought. You need more treatment."

This time Ji Wenfeng drove the car to the gymnasium. The stadium was overcrowded with huge posters of Du Beihuang, a popular traffic niche.

Lu Rong: "It's getting dark. If you don't do business, we won't even be able to finish your dressing room before we go to bed."

"Forget my locker room." Ji Wenfeng got out of the car and walked to the scalper. "Two tickets."

"Which district do you want?"

Lu Rong caught up: "Who is this star? Are you his fan?"

Ji Wenfeng: "I don't know-VIP area."

Scalper: "5800 sheets."

Ji Wenfeng: "Here are two."

Lu Rong stopped Ji Wenfeng: "You don't know him, and I don't know him. Why do we spend more than 10,000 yuan to listen to his concert? He may not even be able to sing. If you want to listen to the concert, you should choose us. Singers who both like, look at his tour route and grab tickets in advance when he comes to S City."

Ji Wenfeng had already bought out the tickets when he was nagging, and proudly showed him the VIP seat.

Lu Rong saw that it was done, and gave up Ji Wenfeng, and negotiated with the scalper: "Isn’t there a discount for two purchases." He pulled Ji Wenfeng and showed it to the scalper, “He often has a whim to listen to concerts on weekends, regardless of coming. Which celebrity is it, we will often come to patronize your business in the future."

The scalper counted the bills: "No."

Lu Rong felt terrible. They left the locker room half of which had been sorted out and ran to watch the concert. They also bought scalper tickets, which were not discounted. This arrangement is unreasonable at all and costs money.

After half an hour.

Lu Rong held the light stick: "Ahhhh, I love you!!!"