The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

89. Hong Kong Disneyland! Plane or high-speed rail?

The next day Fang Qing and Jitong returned, the four gathered in the dining room for breakfast.

Ji Tong played with a black invitation letter, his face hesitated, Fang Qing asked curiously, "What is that?"

Ji Tong: "It's my 35th Anniversary Primary School Alumni Association. The monitor called me to go, just next week, but I couldn't make up my mind... for the classmates who happened to study with me more than 30 years ago, rushed to H City. It feels very futile."

Fang Qing poured sauce on the salad and said casually: "If it was me, I would go. I was both a school girl and a school bully at school. Everyone called me the boss. I want to kill my friends. ."

Ji Tong glanced at her jealously. He was a dead otaku since he was a child, but he was not so prestigious at school. From elementary school to junior high school to high school to university, he was a very humble one.

"Speaking of invitation letters, you also have two." Fang Qing drew two Hong Kong Disney three-day packages from his bag and pushed them to Ji Wenfeng and Lu Rong. "We spent our own honeymoon outside, and left you to study at home. We were very sorry. We promised that we will change you when we come back from our honeymoon."

Lu Rong said with a paralyzed face: "Don't say such ambiguous words."

Ji Wenfeng smiled and took the package: "Thank you, Auntie."

Lu Rong took a glance, grabbed the ticket and returned it: "We don't have time, there are only two days on the weekend."

Fang Qing thinks this is not a problem at all: "You can take a day off, Friday or Monday, and then take the weekend, so that you can make sure it's too late."

Lu Rong: "We are high school students, mom, we will take the college entrance examination in three years."

Fang Qing made a grimace and learned from Lu Rong's tone: "The college entrance examination is going to be three years later, Barabala Barabala..."

Lu Rong: "..."

At this time, Ji Wenfeng made a devil's voice in Lu Rong's ear: "Hong Kong clothes are very cheap."

Lu Rong resolutely won the vote: "I'll go!"

Ji Wenfeng reminded him that it was Hong Kong! The promised land of honey and milk! Not only are clothes very cheap in Hong Kong, but the prices of luxury goods are also much cheaper than those in China. Many of the purchasing agents are from Hong Kong and Shenzhen.

Lu Rong opened Taobao and began to search for what is on sale in Hong Kong's shopping agent stores, to see what goods could be introduced into Chengnan Middle School...

His eyes lit up suddenly: genuine sneakers!

Adidas and Nike are priced lower in Hong Kong than in China, and they are paid in Hong Kong dollars. The conversion into RMB is equivalent to a 20% discount!

Lu Rong's eyes popped out to make a fortune!

He has long wanted to buy sneakers! Although Chengnan Middle School is a key middle school and has a strong learning atmosphere, the nature of human beings is comparison, and the trend of showing off wealth is constantly forbidden. The school stipulates that school uniforms are worn from Monday to Friday, so there is no room for fuss on private clothes. Everyone has put their thoughts on shoes, and it has reached a situation where people will be despised if they don’t wear brand-name sneakers.

Because of this, Lu Rong comfortably wore Feiyue shoes, and was comfortably isolated from his classmates, becoming a marginal figure in the interpersonal circle, enjoying his quiet life of making a fortune in a muffled voice.

Although he is not involved in the comparison, he knows that the demand for genuine sneakers is huge and the market is broad. Li Nanbian now masters the business of copying homework for all schoolmates. The cost of acquiring new customers for their new business is extremely low. If they promote the purchase of sneakers on this basis, as long as the things are genuine and the price is advantageous, they can't do it.

He gave Li Nanbian a task: internally test the authentic sneaker market.

Li Nanbian: "Boss, have you found the source and channel?"

Lu Rong: "Yes."

Li Nanbian: "Okay, let me ask if there is any demand from the core customer group."

Half a day later, Li Nanbian pulled out a list to him: "The deposit has been paid."

Looking at the price of 20 pairs of sneakers and the official website, Lu Rong estimated in his mind that he could make at least four to five thousand yuan this trip.

Ji Wenfeng looked at Lu Rong who had fallen into calculations, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "This will definitely be an unforgettable trip."

Lu Rong: "That's right."

The two set down the itinerary for Disney to play, and Ji Wenfeng accompanies Lu Rong to make a Hong Kong and Macau pass.

Lu Rong had checked all the strategies on the Internet and prepared all the materials. The two went to the nearest customs building, submitted the form, and left the address. The staff promised to receive the card within a week.

After finishing the work, Ji Wenfeng went to the parking lot to pick up the car, and Lu Rong stood at the door waiting for him.

After a while, Ji Wenfeng passed the customs building on the phone. Lu Rong got into the car and heard the person opposite Ji Wenfeng say: "...Uncle Jiang, will my dad need to use a plane next weekend? No schedule? That's better. However, Rong Rong and I are going to Hong Kong next Friday. You should first apply for a flight route."

Lu Rong's hand in the seat belt paused: "Are we going to fly to Hong Kong?"

Ji Wenfeng hung up the phone, "Otherwise, go on?"

Lu Rong raised a business smile: "I saw the news recently that the high-speed rail to Hong Kong has been opened. Why don't you go with you on the Harmony? You just returned home and haven't experienced the high-speed rail that our motherland is proud of? The length of the track? No. 1 in the world, with a top speed of 380km/h!"

Ji Wenfeng squinted his eyes: "Isn't the average Cinderella more willing to experience a private jet rather than experience the high-speed rail?"

Lu Rong's expression froze.

Ji Wenfeng poked his mind and tempted him to ask: "Then, why don't you want to go by plane, eh?"

Lu Rong looked ahead proudly: "I am not Cinderella. You have admitted the wrong person. I will not talk to strangers."

Ji Wenfeng: "I will always figure this out."

Because they were staying in front of the customs building, the traffic police came over and posted a note. Lu Rong, who looked straight ahead, hurriedly reminded Ji Wenfeng: "There is a note."

Ji Wenfeng only has an American driver's license, not a Chinese driver's license. In order to prevent him from entering, the two designed a set of countermeasures for the traffic police to check the car.

Lu Rong gave an order, and Ji Wenfeng immediately lowered his backrest skillfully, lying flat, and covering himself with a middle-aged and elderly-style bamboo car mat, blending with the sports car.

Lu Rong stood by the car window and said sincerely: "Uncle policeman, my dad suffers from severe prostatitis. He will be back when he goes to the toilet in the customs building. You can see that our car hasn't stalled. Please don't post it. How about the ticket."

The traffic police showed a pitiful expression: "Frequent urination, urgency and urgency?"

Lu Rong nodded.

The traffic police stretched out three fingers: "I will give you three minutes at most. No parking is allowed in front of the customs building."

Lu Rong smiled sweetly: "Thank you Uncle!"

When the traffic police walked away, Ji Wenfeng slowly rose up while pressing the electric button, and asked Lu Rong with a handsome face, "Prostatitis?"

Lu Rong stared at the rearview mirror nervously: "It's better than hemorrhoids. Go!"

Ji Wenfeng returned home and found Fang Qing surreptitiously. After repeatedly confirming that Lu Rong was not nearby, he asked her seriously, "Aunt Fang, does Lu Rong like to fly by plane?"

Fang Qing waved her hand with disgust: "It's not just not love. He has a fear of heights, so he dared not look down when he went to the third floor."

There is a three-story empty living room on the east side of the villa, and Lu Rong basically goes upstairs from the west. Lu Rong had just walked up the west stairs, Ji Wenfeng looked at his figure condescendingly, and said with affection, "Then I should really take the high-speed train to Hong Kong with him."

Fang Qing: "You'd better do this. It's a disaster to fly with him. When he was a kid, we once won the Coca-Cola grand prize. It was a two-person tour in city b. He kept holding my hand on the plane. , I asked him to explain the principle of airplane flight. After I told him it was magic, he kept crying and told him Shi Yuzhu’s family history was not good enough. Later I had to pretend that he was the son of the man next door. ."

Ji Wenfeng's eyes lit up.

Fang Qing remembered the old things, her face glowed with maternal radiance, and she became gentle and loving: "At least my face would cry back then, so cute..." But thinking of the current Lu Rong, she immediately warned Ji Wenfeng seriously. "Now he doesn't even know how to cry, he will only hold your hand tightly and take the high-speed rail-is there a high-speed rail to Hong Kong?"

"Yes, the top speed is as high as 380km/h, but I decided to go by plane." Ji Wenfeng looked at Lu Rong playfully, who was knocking on Jitong's study.

Ji Tong was on the phone, and when Lu Rong came in and quickly closed the line, he hurriedly asked him to sit down.

Although he has successfully held a wedding with Fang Qing, he has not cultivated much affection with Lu Rong. Lu Rong looked at him like an unsmiling old father-in-law, and Ji Tong was always nervous when facing him.

Lu Rong crossed his hands and sat down opposite him, smiling inexplicably, "Don't be nervous, I just want to talk to you about something trivial."

Ji Tong introspected: “I’m really busy recently, because going out for my honeymoon has accumulated a lot of work, and now the whole company is waiting for my signature, and there is not much time to accompany your mother...Oh, I’m not complaining that my honeymoon has dragged me down. Work progress, there is no such thing, my honeymoon is voluntary, I am very happy. But I don’t have much time to accompany your mother with this result, I am unhappy, very unhappy."

Lu Rong: "..."

When he saw Ji Tong last time, Ji Tong's desire to survive was not so strong. Marriage is really a man's tomb.

Lu Rong pushed out the invitation letter in his pocket: "Uncle Ji, I think you should go to the class reunion."

"Are you here for this?" Ji Tong stretched out his hand to pick up the invitation, and when he was about to reach it, he shrank back: Wait a minute, maybe Fang Qing sent Lu Rong to test himself.

He immediately shook his head steadfastly and unyieldingly: "I won't go, of course I have to leave the good weekend to my family."

Lu Rong: "...I am not an undercover agent sent by my mother. I just made this proposal from a personal standpoint."

Ji Tong breathed a sigh of relief and honestly said to him: "I have considered this matter carefully just now. I don't think I have any need to go back to my classmates. Although we are all childhood playmates, it is obvious. Now that I and them have lived completely different lives. Even if we meet, we can’t talk together. It’s better to keep some good memories for each other."

Lu Rong: "Uncle Ji, were you the kid king among you when you were a kid?"

Ji Tong's face became stiff.

Lu Rong smiled contemptuously: "Hehe, of course not. You are a short and slender nerd Jitong who scores 100 points in every exam, let alone the kid king, they don't even take you to play with."

Ji Tong pressed his glasses crampedly: "How do you know?"

Lu Rong: "I also know that you were called the four-eyed frog because you first wore glasses in your class."

Ji Tong: "..."

Ji Tong was brought up about his sadness, took off his glasses, pressed his temples, put them back on, and stared into Lu Rong's eyes.

Finally, a painful crack appeared on his frozen expression: "No, it's far more than that, they even call the frog Jitong."

He will never forget that when his little friend went out to fish for lobsters, he said, "Catch a few Jitongs and use them as bait", or when the summer comes, they point to the pond outside the window and say, "Jitong starts to croak again". Scenes.

Lu Rong took the invitation and tempted him: "You should go, know why? Because they most look down on Jitong, now the rich man on the Forbes list, married a beautiful wife like a celebrity, and they are all A bunch of losers, wives nagging, children with poor grades, and the factory is about to lay off employees. He is the first janitor to be laid off-if success is not for returning home, it is meaningless. They will even ask you to borrow money. Think. Think about it, they ask you to borrow money in a low voice! You can enjoy their hospitality and refuse them in the end."

Ji Tong was tempted by sweet revenge and snatched his invitation: "I'm going!"

Lu Rong let out a devil's voice: "Remember to take your private plane."