After picking up Maoli and his family in the car, Lu Ren calmed down.
After all, the manuscript was not sent out.
Maorilan's reputation has not suffered any substantial loss.
Rather than this, his anger came more from the sense of loss of failed expectations.
Fortunately, Lu Ren was no stranger to this emotion.
It won't take long to adjust.
When Maori and the other three got into the car, Lu Ren focused on them.
The family of three all sat in the last row, with Conan sitting on Mao Lilan's lap as usual.
Lan was in good spirits. She hugged Conan with a smile in her eyes.
As for the other children, one big and one small, they are quite lackluster.
A man with an unshaven beard and red eyes leaned back on the seat, and he naturally exuded a sense of decadence and unclean odor, like a salted fish soaked in brine.
The beautiful Kitajima Xiao was sitting in front of him, but he didn't even react at all.
The other one was bleary-eyed, dozing off bit by bit in Mao Lilan's arms.
Lu Ren only took one look and quickly came to a conclusion.
Mauli was definitely drinking again last night. I can still smell the alcohol on my body.
As for Conan, he definitely took advantage of Maori's unconsciousness to secretly stay up late reading mystery novels with a light on.
Only at this point, he is just like any other 17-year-old boy, showing the playfulness and wantonness of a young man.
It's good. The wind that blew when you were young is more precious than gold.
That's a memory worth remembering for a lifetime.
Lu Ren smiled and said warmly, "Conan, did you stay up late reading novels again?"
In the same way, the beatings received are equally precious.
"!"
Mao Lilan held Conan's chest with one hand to prevent him from escaping.
The other hand grabbed Conan's face and pulled it out like plasticine.
At this point, Mao Lilan believed in Lu Ren.
To this day, his words are supported by absolute evidence.
Without exception.
"It hurts, it hurts, sister Xiaolan, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it next time."
Conan felt the same way and directly chose to apologize.
Conan argued in front of the great detective who was almost as strong as him, but Conan thought he was not yet at that level.
Moreover, Conan discovered that Lu Ren had a bit of a bad taste, just like his writing style.
The more his opponent resists, the more excited and energetic he becomes.
Anyway, it's a bit perverted.
But if you give in quickly, he will find it boring and stop targeting him.
In these half months of getting along, Conan has matured a lot, at least he has learned how to deal with Lu Ren.
According to now, it's time for Lu Ren to start pretending to be a good person.
Lan, this kid is not sensible, so please spare him this time. Things like that.
"Oh, look at what this means, Conan, do you want a next time?"
"???"
"Yeah, do you want a next time?"
Mao Lilan held Conan with her elbows and worked with both hands at the same time, pulling her round face into a big pie face.
? ? ?
no? Isn't this wrong?
Normally, Lu Ren should have finished clicking at this time.
Who messed with him?
Conan glanced at Kitajima Xiao, who was silent next to Lu Ren, and instantly felt that he understood something.
Unfortunately, I hit the muzzle of the gun.
Conan can only continue to endure Mao Lilan's "ravage".
Fortunately, Mao Lilan has always been soft-hearted, so he didn't use much force when pulling, but it only hurt a little.
And after pulling it for a while, she started to rub it for him again.
Her fingertips were soft and her skin was smooth and tender.
Slowly rub it from his face to the temples near his forehead, then insert his fingers into Conan's thick hair and begin to gently massage his scalp.
The movements are soothing and gentle.
"Conan, you should go to bed on time from now on. Don't stay up late reading novels anymore. It's not good for your health."
"Yeah~ Yeah."
So....so delicious. Conan now felt as if his whole body had been electrified. There was a dense itching sensation that went all the way from the tailbone to the scalp.
The bones are almost melting.
Conan closed his eyes unconsciously and fell asleep in Mao Lilan's arms, snoring slightly and regularly.
After hearing this voice, Mao Lilan stopped massaging and carefully wrapped Conan over, letting him sleep peacefully in her arms.
Tsk.
Lu Ren turned his head.
"Master, drive slower."
He wasn't thinking about Conan, a brat, but he just didn't want Lan's efforts to be in vain.
Sometimes, Lu Ren really feels that Mao Lilan doesn't look like a seventeen-year-old girl.
With such an overflowing maternal look, most people would believe her if she was said to be twenty-seven years old.
Perhaps, the reporter in Kitajima Xiaozui might have seen such a harmonious scene between Mao Lilan and Conan.
I unconsciously regarded them as mother and son.
Well, extenuating circumstances, but damn still.
Lu Ren has always had double standards when it comes to his own people.
But now the anger is almost gone.
I really need to fire that reporter. In this sluggish economic situation, their family's life is probably going to collapse.
Considering this, Lu Ren also softened his heart.
After all, he is not a bad person.
"Bei Dao, what's that reporter's name?"
"Sato Fei."
"female?"
"male."
Sato, surnamed Sato.
Doesn't it have anything to do with Kiyoshi Sato?
Kitajima Xiao noticed Lu Ren's hesitation and added in a low voice, "He is from Hokkaido."
Oh, that'll be fine. This person has nothing to do with Sato Kiyoshi.
Sato Kiyoshi is an upright Tokyo native and the patriarch of his Sato family. Everyone in the family relies on his wings and lives in a dream on his money bed.
No one would go to other places to develop.
Unless it is a distant relative who is very far away, such as a relative with a foreign surname like Kitajima Xiao.
She is not from Tokyo, she is from Osaka.
It's just that the Tokyo dialect is very standard, and Lu Ren doesn't hear the Osaka flavor at all.
He has come into contact with many Osaka people, who are generally impatient and straightforward.
And I will be proud of my Osaka accent.
The world of Conan happens to have a ready-made example, Hattori Black Chicken.
For historical reasons, Lu Ren hated Xiao Japan from the bottom of his heart.
If the island would sink tomorrow, he would be celebrating with champagne today.
But work is work. Many of the company's orders come from Japan.
We don’t often talk about the spirit of Japanese craftsmanship, things that are easy to use and durable.
But in fact, many of them are made in China and just bear a Japanese brand.
Most of these young Japanese are not good at football.
Craftsman spirit?
The spirit of Gongjian is pretty much the same.
Bow for ten minutes before speaking. After bowing, he still went his own way.
That's a long way to go, that's probably it.
That's it anyway. This is what Lu Ren's company did in his previous life, and there were a lot of orders from Japan.
Therefore, there are many opportunities to interact with them.
This group of Japanese people, whether they should say it or not, have really vicious eyes. The things they make themselves are not good, but their vision is very accurate.
High standards and strict requirements.
But if the negotiation can really be successful, then the reward will be really much.
No one has trouble with money.
In this case, the company can only use the top socialite - Lu Ren.
Young and good-looking, with a lively mind, fluent in many languages, and a good drinker.
The wine table culture is a waste that deserves to be criticized, but it is really useful.
Basically, as long as Lu Ren takes action, there will be very few Japanese orders that cannot be won.
He can defeat a small Japanese team by himself.
Of course, it is also possible that it is blessed by the patriotic buff.
Not to mention that Lu Ren can drink by himself, just replace him with someone who doesn't usually drink alcohol and let him compete with Xiao Riben.
It is estimated that the little Japanese can be drunk down. What I drank was not wine, but hatred.
Their heads are the best food to go with wine.
And among this pile of snacks, oh no, traders.
What Lu Ren likes most is the people from Osaka.
If you have an iron head, you can do it as long as you want.
But if you can really knock them down, they will be convinced and approve of you.
The cooperation with them is very stable. Whatever the price, it will always be that price, and they will not deliberately lower the price.
It’s not like they have already made everything here, but they temporarily say they don’t want it over there.
He is one of the few Japanese people that Lu Ren can get along with.
In terms of their friendship with each other, Lu Ren allowed them to travel to China.
There is no need to kneel down and kowtow a few times.
