The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

54. Refined and wealthy businessmen meet young outstanding writers

Lu Rong stared at Lao Wang's bright forehead, his eyes were very satisfied.

Lao Wang was very upset. He had few hairs in the first place, and the scarcity was the most precious thing. He treasured his only hair, but now it is all gone: "Why did you suddenly call me out and shave my hair?"

Lu Rong said solemnly: "I want to see a partner today."

Lao Wang: "..." There is an unlicensed stall in front of the school with fried fish cakes, and there are partners?

Lu Rong: "Hurry up, I designed a new image for you."

Speaking, he looked at the 40 watches in his hand, and walked forward hurriedly.

Lao Wang was infected by Lu Rong's solemn expression, and was also shocked by the three words "partner". He drooped his flip flops to catch up with Lu Rong's figure: "What is the background of this partner."

Lu Rong: "A young writer." Writer of Danmei Gaoh. The characters are mainly drawn from the boys of Chengnan High School, whoever catches the bad luck is whoever is caught; the storyline mainly draws on various g movies.

Lao Wang was in awe: "I'm an intellectual! Then I have a chat with him."

Lao Wang always looks above the top, pretends to be high-minded, he doesn't want to see people covered in bronze, and people don't want to see him. I heard that the partner is a young writer, and Lao Wang is very happy. He is so full of literary talents that he has nowhere to display it. Maybe he can take this opportunity to catch up with the big names in the literary circle.

Lao Wang: "What does he write mainly?"

Lu Rong: "Love." It was a joy to write about two men.

Lao Wang: "What's the pen name?"

Lu Rong said sternly: "How can people's vests be easily leaked to you."

Lao Wang: "Oh, oh, understandable, there are too many fans, it's not easy to be exposed, protect privacy-but how can a great writer partner with us to open a restaurant?"

Lu Rong: "The market is sluggish, and everyone is looking for good investment projects."

Lao Wang was deeply impressed: "Are we, we, yet a good investment project?"

Just like a cart, a briquettes stove, chopped fish and wrapped in a flour ball, listening to Lu Rong's tone can almost melt an abc wheel!

Lu Rong: "I told her that you are a successful person and plan to open a new restaurant chain."

Lao Wang: "Then, how does he plan to partner with us?"

Lu Rong: "Her creation will gradually move closer to the entity, and try oto linkage."

The rotten girl writes about those who have been dying to write, and they have less than 1,000 downloads. If they can write a few words and print on the napkin of the small fish cake, then they will be seen by many people, maybe even Carrying out paper napkin serialization to drive the sales of Xiaoyubing—this is Oto linkage, from online Baidu Cloud to Xiaoyubing napkins.

Although Lao Wang didn't understand a single word, so many professional terms were piled together, and he heard it climax: "Then I have to hurry up."

Lu Rong led him to the shop where Fang Qing ordered Ji Wenfeng a suit, took the suit that had already been ordered, and handed it to Pharaoh, urging him to go in and change clothes. He himself went into the dressing room next door to Lao Wang, and chatted with him in a low voice: "After a while at the dinner table, you will try to boast that she writes well and say that you like her article very much. As for how she asked how to cooperate, you Let’s say that it’s in the form of a shareholding by copyright, so and so..."

The salesperson looked strangely at the closed doors of the two locker rooms—how does it sound like two listed company bosses are joining the locker room? What kind of business needs to be connected in the locker room?

Lao Wang came out after changing his suit and leather shoes, sorted his cufflinks, and turned to face the mirror. He was stunned by the self in the mirror. He couldn't help but straighten his waist. The person in the mirror did the same thing as him. Old Wang restrained his urge to rub his eyes. Now he looked completely new, as if he had been rebuilt in his mother's womb. He cleared his throat and raised his chin, thinking: I used to think I was fat, but now I look so fat as a boss.

Lu Rong took out a thumb-thick gold necklace from his pocket and hung it around his neck: "Have you remembered everything I told you?"

Lao Wang stared at Lu Rong's finger movements in the mirror, holding his breath, waiting for the golden necklace to hang on his neck. After waiting for a long time, I didn't even wait for the weight that weighed more than a thousand dollars. Lao Wang felt wrong, took a bite from the gold necklace, and squinted at Lu Rong with a fist, "This thing can float in the water."

Lu Rong: "Maupassant's masterpiece "Necklace" tells the result of the vain and beautiful Matilda borrowing a real necklace to a party..."

Lao Wang silently covered Lu Rong's mouth while he was talking endlessly.

He looked at his new look in the mirror: a straight suit, a bright scalp, fresh and refreshing, a bit of a successful person's weight: "...but this fake gold necklace lowered my grade, and it looks a bit like a nouveau riche. "

Lu Rong: "It's not the fake gold necklace that pulls you down, but your face."

After that, he took out the thick eight-character mustache he had prepared from his pocket and pressed it to Pharaoh's lips.

After school, the fu girl carried her schoolbag to the restaurant designated by Lu Rong—Wuji Restaurant. This is the first time Lu Rong has invited her to dinner since they made the front and rear tables. He usually doesn't even sell a paper towel at a discount, just like an adolescent rebellious cub.

The rotten girl thought with joy that it must be because she was doing emotional counseling for Lu Rong today. He also brought Ji Wenfeng for emotional consultation. The cp she likes is still sitting in the same frame opposite her, love you, feed me, and I feed you...what a cp fan does for this purpose, what a mother? !

When the rotten girl arrived at the designated place, there was indeed another person there, not Ji Wenfeng.

The man was forty away, with a big waist and a bright forehead. He was dressed in a brand-name suit. He put his hands on the back of the card holder domineeringly and unruly.

Other people with big waists, shaved heads, and large gold chains with such thick thumbs will be sent to the Central Inspection Team to scavenge and eliminate evil tens of thousands of times a day, but this person is not at all vulgar. On the contrary, It reveals the elegance of an intellectual, like a big man from the Republic of China-Gein, his two black, bright, and thick eight-character mustaches!

The rotten girl looked at Pharaoh, inexplicably thinking of Lu Xun on the title page of the textbook.

The rotten girl was on guard and backed secretly, planning to evacuate.

Lu Rong caught a glimpse of her with his left light, and chased her out: "That's it."

The rotten girl hugged her little schoolbag tightly: "I'm not going!"

Lu Rong: "...?"

The rotten girl looked at the old king in the deck alertly: "You didn't tell me there are others!"

Lu Rong: "...Didn't we confirm that it was a three-player game at the time?"

Rotten Girl: "But you didn't say it was a stranger!"

Lu Rong understood her panic and disappointed expression: "Hehe, do you think it will be Ji Wenfeng?"

Rotten girl: "It's not him, I'll leave! I won't eat with strange men! Young girls like me can easily be abused when going out! There are bus perverts, trailing perverts, pinhole cameras, human traffickers, Human traffickers are also subdivided into three subspecies: those who kidnapped me to go to Southeast Asia, those who kidnapped me to go to Shangougou to have children, and those who directly cut my heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidney directly on the spot, airlifted to all parts of the world to sell money!"

Lu Rong thoughtfully: "Actually, my heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys are more money-making, because I am a healthy young man."

Rotten Girl: "Is this your focus?!"

It's rare to see the face of the rotten **** the verge of collapse. Lu Rong avenged his revenge. He leaned lazily on the railing, and smiled with his pants pockets in his pockets.

The rotten woman looked around and said, "It is you who are here that makes me panic! Why are you even earning a small packet of tissues in the classroom! Who knows what a deal you made with the rich old man who looks like a scumbag inside? It is entirely possible that you put something in the dish and stunned me... and then when I wake up tomorrow, I will lose something important!"

Lu Rong: "Your morals dissipated as early as when you showed me the 100m high-h writing with Ji Wenfeng and my name written on it."

Rotten Girl: "I'm talking about my heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys!"

Lu Rong shrugged, "Okay." Calmly walked to the side a little bit.

The rotten girl escaped from the sky so easily and so quickly, she looked around with her head, Lu Rong wanted to capture it, wouldn't it be that she called out a few more people, right? As long as she takes a step up the stairs, it means that plana has failed, and the planb is forcibly taken, just like in the Victory Nightclub!

The rotten girl was observing the enemy's situation through the guardrail glass. Lu Rong took a cup and gave it to her. Facing the apparently distrustful gaze of the corrupt girl, Lu Rong said, "Calm down. Am I the kind of person who has ties to the human traffickers organization and can even entrap classmates?"

The rotten girl didn't hesitate for a second: "Like."

Lu Rong: "...the person inside is a distant relative of mine. He made a lot of money from contracting projects in his early years. Later, because the leader he followed had something wrong with him, he couldn't do his job anymore, holding it in his hand. Considering a change of career for a sum of money. He himself graduated from the Chinese Department and has a high aesthetic literacy. I heard that you write a book and read a little bit of your stuff. He is interested in printing your work on paper."

On a napkin.

The rotten girl was stunned, her small mouth opened slightly, and her face showed a good luck expression.

Lu Rong: "So, he wants to invite you to dinner and talk about cooperation."

Rotten Girl: "Really, really?"

Lu Rong saw that the corrupt girl was already excited, and raised his hand to look at his watch: "It's because I didn't think about it. I asked you to have a meal with a strange uncle. It's normal for you to have concerns. I'll send you back."

Rotten girl: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, it’s not good for people to come all the way to release their pigeons.

Lu Rong wanted to refuse and greeted him: "Everyone doesn't know each other, and it won't be good if it becomes unpleasant."

The rotten girl hugged her arm and patted him on the chest: "Didn't you be there!"

Lu Rong: The plan works.

When Lu Rong walked into the restaurant with the fu girl, he received a WeChat from Ji Wenfeng.

Ji Wenfeng: Are you home yet?

Lu Rong: Yes.

Ji Wenfeng: Good

Ji Wenfeng: Come back later and bring you delicious food

Lu Rong: No, I went to sleep after finishing my homework.

Lu Rong, who had been baptized by a 100m high h bag, didn't want to eat Ji Wenfeng at all.

KTV on the other side of the mall.

Ji Wenfeng put away his phone, and said to Lingren distractedly: "I have to go back first."

Lingren: "Today is a party for you-oh is it because of that person?"

Ji Wenfeng has someone he likes. Lingren thought it was Fang Chang, but later found out that all this was just a misunderstanding. This caused Lingren to be troubled by a new problem: he wanted to know that he and Ji Wenfeng almost fucked. I don't have a clue as to who the man who cut each other's knives is.

This is the first time this issue has progressed in so many days.

Ji Wenfeng didn't notice the sparkling eyes of Lingren in the dark box. He just gave a humming unintentionally. He thoughtfully amidst the noise of the music: "He seems to be a little angry."

Lingren: "Who is he..."

Ji Wenfeng took the conversation: "...Is it angry that I went back too late, or that I didn't bring him here? I told him at the party today, and he didn't say anything at the time."

Lingren pretended to be very understanding: "Boyfriends are usually like this.-I can't come back from hanging out with my buddies today.-Ok:) Then when you go back, you are already dead. "

Ji Wenfeng suddenly realized: "This question shouldn't be asked at all. It is disrespectful to him to ask this question."

Lingren: "..."

Hearing the words "great disrespect" from Ji Wenfeng's mouth is really terrifying!

Who on earth can teach Ji Wenfeng like this!

Ji Wenfeng couldn't sit down for a moment: "I'm leaving now."

Lingren: "I'll give it to you!"

Ji Wenfeng: "No, I have a driver."

Lingren: "..."

Lingren saw Ji Wenfeng leave early amidst the sorrow of Class 1 er.

Curiosity killed Lingren.

When Ji Wenfeng stepped outside, he suddenly remembered that there was a nice restaurant called Wuji. He promised to bring Lu Rong something delicious. Maybe Lu Rong won't lose his temper if he is full, probably.