The next day, Cen Mengke brought a bunch of friends to play with Fu Jia.
A total of more than a dozen people opened the largest "Supreme Box" in the KTV, clamoring for a lot of small snacks, and Fu Jiaguang only wrote down three pages on the list.
After delivering the last fruit plate, Fu Jia was held back by Cen Mengke. There was a lot of noise in the box, and she yelled in Fu Jia's ear: "You play with me, I know your boss well, no problem! "
Fu Jia's mind was about to be yelled at by her, she raised her hand and pressed it down, and agreed: "I got it, I got it, stop shouting."
Cen Mengke smiled at him, feeling that it was too noisy, Grabbing the microphone on the table, he said loudly, "Speak down, and sing lyrically!" After
the out-of-key singing stopped, everyone quickly switched songs and changed songs, and finally the sound in the room settled down from the clouds.
"How about it? The grades are out. You did well in the exam." Cen Mengke bumped Fu Jia's shoulder.
Fu Jia felt a headache when he mentioned this matter, so he nodded perfunctorily.
Cen Mengke's smile deepened: "Ms. Wang has also contacted her. There must be no problem there. Do you need to go through any procedures for transferring students? Did you say when to report?"
Fu Jia was keenly aware of her words Something was wrong, and
he asked puzzledly, "Why are you so sure that Teacher Wang is okay?" Cen Mengke laughed, and subtly fed himself a piece of watermelon: "That's for sure, it's the teacher I introduced to you… "
Fu Jia's first reaction was: Cen Mengke has something to do with Lin Qing. But he quickly dismissed the idea. Cen Mengke met Fu Jia because of Li Qinhe, that is, Lu Qi'an, so it was impossible for her to have anything to do with Lin Qing.
Both father and son of the Lu family hated Lin Qing extremely, Fu Jia was sure of this.
The problem should lie with Mr. Wang.
Fu Jia continued to ask: "How did you know Mr. Wang?"
Cen Mengke looked at the ceiling: "I just know you. Your boss and I have great powers. You knew it the first day?"
Cen Mengke made up his mind to play tricks, but Fu Jia couldn't ask anything, which made him a little angry.
After yesterday's incident, his mood was gloomy, and he didn't know how long this situation would last.
He stood up: "Play slowly, I still have work to do."
Cen Mengke grabbed him and said, "Don't leave, don't leave, I still have work to do!"
She knew it was useless to be tough on Fu Jia, but A little bit of softness will have a miraculous effect, so she blinked her big eyes and said: "Sit down, this time I hurry up and talk about business."
Fu Jia stared at her.
Cen Mengke continued to blink.
Fu Jia sat back helplessly.
He is not a man who knows what is good and what is bad. Cen Mengke had always helped him sincerely before, a girl who had been treated coldly by him so many times was still so enthusiastic.
He is too extreme.
Cen Mengke patted the younger brother beside him, and the younger brother immediately handed her a big box. She hugged the box in her arms, opened it like offering a treasure, and said, "This is a transfer gift for you."
After speaking, she took out the box. A brand new No. 6 school uniform.
"Prepare it for you first, so that you don't think it's too expensive. When you enter the school, you can buy second-hand clothes from people everywhere." The quality of the school uniforms of the No. 6 Middle School is top-notch in the city, and the price is also top-notch. When it comes to Fu Jia's financial situation, Cen Mengke will naturally think so.
Fu Jia not only didn't pick it up, but also pushed it back: "I can't take it."
Cen Mengke rolled his eyes: "Hey, a big man, don't be so stingy, okay, you don't dare to pick up this little thing?" Flipping inside, he pulled out a new schoolbag that hadn't been cut yet, "Look at this, this is for you too, touch the fabric, wow, I want it all…"
Of course she was talking nonsense. Although this schoolbag is high-end, it is not her style. The main color of the schoolbag is pure black, and part of the border is pressed with a gray line. The color scheme and layout are simple and elegant. Fu Jia glanced at the label hanging on the schoolbag. It was a dozen thick and available in various languages, which told Fu Jia how expensive the schoolbag was.
Fu Jia said: "Thank you, but I don't want these things. If I accept them, what's the difference from taking your money directly?"
Cen Mengke rolled her eyes even wider: "You are really stingy!" , and said, "Besides, I don't want to give these things to you. It's not my money, it's Lu…"
Speaking of this, she woke up in time and stopped the car abruptly on the word Lu, almost missing herself. Choke.
It was Lu Qi'an who bought the schoolbag, sent it to Li Qinhe, and said, "Help him prepare some things for school." Li Qinhe handed the schoolbag to her again, and relayed Lu Qi'an's words verbatim. Before and after running, gather all kinds of things and come here to offer treasures.
However, she cannot speak.
It was really suffocating her.
Fu Jia looked at her suspiciously: "Lu?"
"I'm so full, I passed by here to seek punishment!" Cen Mengke forcibly turned Lu Zi over, got angry, and threw his schoolbag, "Do you want it or not? Anyway, I don't want this dark thing, and this school uniform, and," she kicked the box, and the things inside bumped together in a mess, "and this pile of stationery, it's not Holle Kitty's, I want What are you doing here? If you don't want it, just throw it away, anyway, I don't want it."
After she finished speaking angrily, she turned her head and left.
"Cen Mengke!" Fu Jia wanted to catch up, but Cen Mengke's little brother stopped him swiftly.
Fu Jia was helpless, and said to the younger brother: "You take that box back later, and return it to your boss." The
younger brother smiled innocently: "Okay."
Fu Jia was relieved, and left the box to continue working.
In the middle of the night, when he returned to the accommodation arranged for him by the store to rest, he saw the box next to his spring bed.
Fu Jia: …
July, August.
bitter summer.
This holiday, Lu Qi'an returned from studying abroad and has lived in Lin's villa for three consecutive days. In the past three days, he didn't carry Lin Fengxun to play in the courtyard, which made Lin Fengxun
a little puzzled and complained to him: "Brother Qi An is lazy, and now he doesn't want to hug me anymore."
, become so heavy, who would want to hug you."
Lin Fengxun was angry and funny, and pushed his mother to let her out.
Lu Wanqing didn't like to disturb the freedom of the two children, so she got up and left Lin Fengxun's room.
"Auntie, I'll go out with you." Lu Qi'an followed suit and stood up.
Lin Fengxun looked lonely: "Brother Qi'an, are you leaving?"
Lu Wanqing was also very surprised: "You haven't stayed here for a few days, why are you leaving?"
"I'm going to stay with Dad for a few days." Lu Qi'an said , "Go as soon as possible, otherwise there will be no suitable time after school starts."
Lin Fengxun understood. Although disappointed, he didn't ask to keep him. This year, Lu Qi'an had a late holiday, and the study schedule abroad was tight, so he didn't say goodbye to Father Lu before he left, and he didn't see Father Lu after he came back. So, the father and son hadn't seen each other for several months.
Lu Wanqing frowned: "Qian, your father…"
"Yeah." Lu Qi'an nodded, "Don't worry, I understand everything, and I also understand."
Understand and understand, but not necessarily let go.
Lu Wanqing smiled helplessly: "You and sister-in-law really have the same temper…" She patted her son's head, "Fengfeng, say goodbye to Brother Qi An."
Lin Fengxun was full of reluctance: "Brother Qi'an, goodbye."
Lu Qi'an also rubbed his head: "Goodbye, I will find time to see you again."
Lu Wanqing wanted to help Lu Qi'an pack his luggage personally, and even drove him, But as soon as the suitcase was opened, a call from work came and called her away.
Mrs. Chen took over what she was doing with quick hands and feet, much faster than Lu Wanqing.
"Mr. Lu, you go to the living room on the first floor and wait for me." Lu Qi'an stood by, and Mrs. Chen couldn't settle down to do things at all.
She was a little afraid of Lu Qi'an.
Lu Qi'an could see Mrs. Chen's restraint, nodded, and went down to the first floor.
There was someone in the living room, it was Lin Qing. He was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee, dressed neatly, as if he had just returned from outside.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Lin Qing looked over, saw that it was Lu Qi'an, and said in a surprised tone, "Qi'an, long time no see!"
Lu Qi'an nodded to him, "Long time no see, Uncle Lin."
Lin Qing waved to him: "Come on, Qi An, it's a rare opportunity, let's sit down and have a cup of coffee together."
Lu Qi'an directly refused: "I don't like coffee."
Lin Qing didn't feel embarrassed, but still smiled: "Then we won't drink coffee, and talk Good."
Lu Qi'an didn't refuse any more, and sat opposite Lin Qing.
Lin Qing looked up at the upstairs, which was the direction where Lin Feng was looking for the room, and sighed: "Thanks to you, I often come to see Fengfeng, so that Fengfeng will not be so lonely."
There was a smile on Lu Qi'an's mouth, but his eyes Li Wu: "Where, I just come here more than you, Uncle Lin." In
one sentence, he directly revealed his dislike for Lin Qing.
The half-grown man in front of him didn't want to exchange pleasantries with Lin Qing.
After realizing this, Lin Qing laughed dryly, relaxed, and leaned on the back of the sofa like a boneless: "Qi An, if you are angry because Fu Jia disturbed you, I apologize."
Lu Qi'an looked up at Lin Qing: " I have nothing to do with Fu Jia."
Lin Qing pretended to shake his head in shame: "This is my fault, and I must apologize. However, there is one thing I don't understand. Fu Jia After moving out, I have been sending people to follow his movements. I know that he has contacted a teacher surnamed Wang and wants to transfer to No. 6 Middle School. I thought it was because Fu Jia was confused and was going to bother you and planned to cut him off. Contact with Teacher Wang."
Speaking of this, he opened his eyes wide: "I didn't expect to find out that the person behind the investigation is actually you, Qi An."
Lin Qing was surprised: "Why do you do this? This person Fu Jia , just like his mother, just give a pole and climb up. You may just be kind for a while, but you don't know if he will continue to pester you. This time, I beat Fu Jia, but if you are soft-hearted , if you get entangled by him, don't blame me." After speaking, he laughed out loud. In his opinion, Lu Qi'an was soft-hearted towards Fu Jia and offered a helping hand, which was a childish behavior that made people laugh.
However, Lu Qi'an also smiled.
"Uncle Lin, although I call you Uncle Lin, strictly speaking, you are not my elder. What I do and how I treat others has nothing to do with you."
His words were full of irony, Lin Qing frowned.
"Don't understand? Let me simplify it." With a mocking smile in his eyes, Lu Qi'an said,
"What's the matter, Qianqing?"