The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

90, polio Ji Wenfeng

Ji Tong had just sent away Lu Rong and greeted Ji Wenfeng again.

Ji Wenfeng collapsed on the chair in front of him and raised his legs: "Lend me the private jet next Friday, and I will take Rongrong to Hong Kong."

Ji Tong: "..."

Looking at Ji Tong's obviously reluctant face, Ji Wenfeng took a look at his classmate meeting invitation card and threw it on the table: "He won't persuade you to attend the elementary school classmate meeting, right?"

Ji Tong: "..."

Ji Wenfeng: "I guess he even encouraged you to go by plane."

Jitong issued a solemn statement: "This is my heartfelt decision."

Ji Wenfeng: "Seriously, daddy, I want to borrow a private jet. You can go in first class."

Ji Tong has decided: "Why don't you go in first class by yourself?"

Ji Wenfeng: "Went to the airport to line up for security? There was no line at all. This is Rong Rong’s first long journey with me. If I can’t even take out a private jet, the man’s design collapses and the grid collapses. ."

Ji Tong taught him: "Why do you show off in front of Rongrong? We are a family. I reminded you, don't show up in front of Rongrong. This will make him feel inferior, think he is different from you. Rongrong. Rong is also my child. He should also drive my private jet to show off, instead of being shown off by you in the private jet. I don't allow this to happen."

Ji Wenfeng looked at him for a long while, and sneered: "You just want to drive a private jet to show up in front of your classmates."

Ji Tong: "..."

The father and son fell into a silent confrontation, and then their eyes lit up at the same time.

Ji Wenfeng asked, "Is the same thing you are thinking about in your mind now?"

Ji Tong: "We should buy another private jet."

Ji Wenfeng fell into the memory: "The one we fancy at the private air show last time..."

Ji Tong: "yeah..."

Ji Wenfeng returned to his senses and knocked on the tabletop: "Implement it as soon as possible."

Ji Tong: "How much do you plan to sponsor?"

Ji Wenfeng thought for three seconds: "40 million."

Ji Tong: "At least half and half, I know you are trading stocks recently."

Ji Wenfeng: "Then you know that stocks are not printing money, right?"

I don’t like to hear these words: "...Is your father and I just print money? How much can you take out? I have a little tight hand recently."

Ji Wenfeng: "40 million."

Ji Tong: "60 million."

Ji Wenfeng: "50 million down payment 30% in 2 years installments, I just need to live money during the start-up period, and I can't invest a lot in consumables."

Ji Tong: "deal."

Ji Tong grabbed the phone and prepared to order, and said to Ji Wenfeng's back: "But the private jet will belong to me on Friday."

Ji Wenfeng: "You are willing to be big, can I still **** it from you without knowing it?" He said that he took the door and bought two first-class tickets to Hong Kong on the Qunar website.

"What are you doing here?" Lu Rong suddenly appeared gloomily beside him and glanced at Ji Tong's study door vigilantly. He suspected that Ji Wenfeng had also gone in just now to turn Ji Tong instigate.

"Buy tickets." Ji Wenfeng calmly shook his mobile phone in front of him, "After all, because of someone's three-inch golden snake, my dad is going to drive his private plane to pretend to be forced to his friends. "After talking, he turned and left.

Lu Rong: The plan works.

It was not until Saturday that Lu Rong followed Ji Wenfeng to the airport and found that the plan had not worked.

"Where is this?" Lu Rong stood on the starting platform, his feet as if rooted on the ground.

Ji Wenfeng took down the suitcase and closed the back cover: "Uncle Song, you can go now, gogogo!"

Lu Rong realized that he still had a chance to escape. Sakai Yazi wanted to catch up with Lao Song's Bentley, but Ji Wenfeng hugged him and dragged him back: "Don't want to run."

Lu Rong said fiercely: "Don't even think about it, I am absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not going to fly with you..."

Ji Wenfeng hugged Lu Rong and shouted for help: "Help, a young man here has passed out because of fear of heights!"

Lu Rong dragged the suitcase with one hand and the other hand over the Ji Wenfeng strode Meteor and walked into the gate of the departure hall marked with Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan international departures.

He can't afford to lose this person.

Ji Wenfeng: "The plane is very safe."

Ji Wenfeng: "You have learned the flying principle of an airplane in physics classes. The engine provides horizontal thrust. The different arcs on the upper and lower sides of the wing result in different airflow velocities on both sides, resulting in a difference in air pressure. The physical principles of this world are always the same."

Ji Wenfeng: "From the perspective of big data, the probability of a plane crash is much lower than that of a car accident. In other words, if you die in a traffic accident, it is more likely to be a car accident than a flight accident."

Lu Rong: "Thank you for reminding me that I will never ride in your car again, and I won't let you out again."

Ji Wenfeng's eyes fell on the hands they shook, and Lu Rong held his hand firmly since he boarded the plane and refused to let go.

Ji Wenfeng smiled badly: "You know that holding my hand to say such a thing is not convincing at all, right?"

Lu Rong's consciousness came over: "This is your purpose! You are such a pervert!"

Ji Wenfeng withdrew his hand ruthlessly, Lu Rong's hand was empty, and he hurried to catch up and hugged his entire arm.

Ji Wenfeng smiled: "Who is more perverted, eh?"

Lu Rong: "You."

After Ji Wenfeng repeated his old tricks, Lu Rong hugged him tighter without letting him succeed.

Lu Rong's whole body was close to Ji Wenfeng's arm, and his head was buried in his arms, gritted his teeth and furious: "This is your conspiracy!"

Ji Wenfeng was upset in her heart, but she said, "This is not my conspiracy. My plan is to get you to quit your fear of heights. At least you can take a good flight. Otherwise, how will you travel around the world in the future?"

Lu Rong went crazy: "My life will be a life of struggle. Global travel is not in my life plan!"

Ji Wenfeng: "Then when you become the CEO of which company, don't you need to fly around to participate in various business meetings?"

Lu Rong: "The 5g era has come, and we will have the black technology of holographic projection!"

Ji Wenfeng: "Then don't you plan to skydive, play gliders, take hot air balloons, bungee jumping, take a ropeway, or travel to the moon all your life? Don't you think you will have regrets in your life?"

Lu Rong: "This is not the life configuration of ordinary people at all! Most people have never experienced this in their lives!"

Ji Wenfeng hugged Lu Rong and whispered in Lu Rong's ear, "But you are from my Ji family."

Lu Rong: "I'm not from your Ji family! My surname is Lu!"

Ji Wenfeng smirked: "It will be after the husband's surname is crowned."

Lu Rong: "I will never change my name to Ji Rong! This sounds like chicken minced mushroom soup!"

Ji Wenfeng fondly touched his head, pressed him in his arms, and helped him cover his ears. The plane was turning its nose and began to accelerate the run-up.

"It makes me very happy that you can deeply consider the nickname that others will give you after the crown husband's surname. I didn't think so far." Ji Wenfeng said softly to Lu Rong amidst the roar of the plane. Spread wordlessly into Lu Rong's ears.

Lu Rong hammered his chest fiercely.

Ji Wenfeng: Although it hurts a bit, the plan works well.

It takes an hour and a half to fly from S City to Hong Kong. Lu Rong did not drink a sip of water or eat a bite of food because of his flight phobia, and even the Haagen-Dazs ice cream provided on the plane reluctantly ceded to Ji Wenfeng.

Ji Wenfeng looked at the two luxurious lunches in front of him: "Are you sure you give me both of them? Are you dizzy, nauseous, or..."

Lu Rong: "I'm worried about running to the toilet after eating too much."

Ji Wenfeng: "Okay."

A teenager like him who is in the growth and development stage is no different from a trash can. You can throw anything you don’t want to eat into his mouth. He doesn’t eat too much without getting fat, as if his body is made of stainless steel like the trash can. made.

Ji Wenfeng effortlessly ate the meal for the two, and soon felt that he wanted to go to the bathroom.

He patted Lu Rong, who was leaning on him to read the airplane magazine: "I have to go and let it go."

Lu Rong raised his head vigilantly, holding his hand tighter.

Ji Wenfeng: "...Is it really impossible to release it for a second?"

In front of him, Lu Rong slowly and slowly hid his hands into his arms and warned him: "Endure."

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

Ji Wenfeng collapsed on the seat again.

After spending ten minutes like a year, I discussed with Lu Rong, "I can't hold it anymore."

Lu Rong opened his schoolbag with his other hand, took out an empty mineral water bottle and clamped it between his legs, then unscrewed the mouth of the bottle and handed it to Ji Wenfeng.

Ji Wenfeng glanced at the mouth of the bottle: "I'm not that thin."

Lu Rong collapsed: "Go away!"

Ji Wenfeng tossed and turned around in position, enduring the exciting experience brought by the bladder explosion, and begged Lu Rong: "Do you know there is a bladder explosion as a method of death?"

Lu Rong: "..."

Ji Wenfeng slumped there with his chest undulating and sweating, shaking Lu Rong’s hand: "Wait for you to take my corpse back to s city, tell my dad, leave all my inheritance to you, including the one I just bought private plane……"

Lu Rong: "You just bought a private jet?!"

Ji Wenfeng smiled bitterly, pulled away his forehead, trembling lips, and said: "Because... I want to take you around the world..."

Lu Rong squeezed his hand: "Don't tell me, brother, I think of a way. Let's go to the toilet together."

Ji Wenfeng was pardoned, and was about to jump out, and was pulled back by Lu Rong: "Wait a minute...Don't you think it's weird for the two of us to hold hands to go to the bathroom?! Everyone in the cabin will use it to watch perverts. Looked at both of us."

Ji Wenfeng: "Do you think it's normal for us to sit here holding hands? From our plane, the entire first-class cabin looked at us with strange eyes."

Lu Rong: "Now we are only two gays in their eyes, but when we go to the bathroom hand in hand, we will be upgraded to perverts. Do you want to be perverted, or do you want to listen to my plan?"

Ji Wenfeng died anxiously: "I want to go to the toilet!" Only urine was left in his mind.

Lu Rong put the blanket around Ji Wenfeng's waist and helped him up: "From now on, you have polio Ji Wenfeng. Remember to limp when you walk."

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

The way to the toilet is the longest way that Ji Wenfeng has traveled.

Not only was his legs about to be numb, but also because he had polio, he had to move slowly and limped.

He crouched with his back, with a gray blanket covering his waist. Lu Rong held his hand and carefully supported and supported him. Everyone in the cabin looked at him with pity, and Ji Wenfeng could understand. Their eyes: Very handsome young man, but unfortunately disabled. The passengers on both sides all folded their legs and gave way to him. The flight attendant was very sorry for not noticing that Mr. Ji was hemiplegia, so they went to prepare the wheelchair.

When they walked to the door of the toilet, even the entire cabin burst into applause.

Ji Wenfeng has never wanted to pick up the private jet so urgently. He never wants to be a civil aviation company anymore. He doesn't want to.