Inside the gorgeously decorated living room.
Lu Chen and the photographer were sitting on the sofa, with a faint bruise still on his face.
Zhao Zhijing sat across from the two of them, looking very good after she had finished venting her anger.
Sitting opposite the two of them, he kept tapping his cell phone.
Lu Chen and the photographer looked at each other, then turned to look at Zhao Zhijing, who still had no intention of leaving.
He opened his mouth and asked tentatively: "Um, Sister Jing, what are you doing here?"
After all, based on Lu Chen's understanding of her.
It was unlikely that Zhao Zhijing would go there alone just to beat up herself and the photographer.
Looking at the faint bruises on the faces of Lu Chen and the photographer, the smile on Zhao Zhijing's face solidified a little.
He said with some embarrassment: "Um. Today the repair shop called me to tell me that your rental car has been repaired..."
"Also, I have something to ask you for help with..."
Zhao Zhijing's fair face showed a faint pink color.
When he beat Lu Chen, he never thought that he would ask for help later.
"help?"
Lu Chen and the photographer looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.
With Zhao Zhijing's status, in Jiangnan, not only covering the sky with one hand, he should be able to call the wind and rain.
You actually need their help?
Zhao Zhijing adjusted her sitting posture and said seriously:
"Well... I have a friend who is getting married soon..."
Lu Chen suddenly became interested when he heard that other people were getting married.
"You're not looking for me to be the groom, are you? Sister Jing, don't worry, I'm bound to do this job!"
Zhao Zhijing rolled her eyes at Lu Chen: "You have a beautiful idea, I want you to be the best man!"
"There are some special reasons, so there are only a few people in the groomsmen group now..."
Zhao Zhijing hesitated for a while and said to Lu Chen again.
Lu Chen looked a little embarrassed: "But... I don't know the bride and groom, so it shouldn't be appropriate for me to go, right?"
Seeing the embarrassment on Lu Chen's face, Zhao Zhijing just took a sip of the tea in front of her and said:
"You get a salary, one thousand a day, plus red envelopes!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Chen stood up immediately, his eyes almost turning into gold coin symbols.
"Go! I will definitely go!"
"Let me explain first! I'm not doing it for money, I'm doing it for love and justice. I can't bear to see other people's wedding day being deserted without a best man."
"By the way, how many bridesmaids are there now?"
"Count me in, eight!"
Lu Chen immediately slapped the table domineeringly: "I've decided to help with this, even Jesus can't stop it, I said so!"
"But I'm just helping. Sister Jing, you can't have any undue thoughts about me just because you are the bridesmaid."
"If you must, then I can only suggest coming more times!"
Zhao Zhijing glanced at Lu Chen coldly: "It was there before, but it's gone now."
Lu Chen: "Eh eh eh??? Σ(°△°|||)︴"
Zhao Zhijing ignored Lu Chen who was in a daze, but moved his gaze to the other side and looked at the photographer.
The photographer felt Zhao Zhijing's gaze, felt a little flattered, and pointed at himself in disbelief.
“Can I do that too???”
"Of course, if you are included in the groomsmen group, there are only three of them..."
Lu Chen on the side looked at the tall and thick photographer in front of him with a strange expression, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.
"Sister Jing, what are your criteria for selecting the best man?"
"I'm not telling you that, with San'er's appearance and body, he can stand at a wedding like a door god. If he doesn't scare the guests away, it would be good..."
Zhao Zhijing naturally knew that being a photographer was not a good choice, but now she had no choice.
Her white jade fingers helplessly covered her forehead and said slowly:
"As long as the Bazi is strong enough..."
"Originally there were eight groomsmen. Some got into car accidents, some were struck by lightning, and some were struck by lightning. Now there is only one left..."
"Looking at your physiques, you two should be able to survive being hit by a car."
Lu Chen, photographer: "???"
Lu Chen looked at himself and then at the photographer.
With a strange look on his face, he said: "With my physique, are you sure you can withstand being hit by a car???"
"If you can't withstand it, it only means that you have done many evil things and God wants to punish you!"
Lu Chen: "..."
Only now did Lu Chen realize that the one thousand yuan was not the salary for being the best man, but life money given by the other party!
Lu Chen looked at Zhao Zhijing in front of him and said with an extremely difficult expression:
"Sister Jing. Can I still regret it now?"
"The marriage of those two people is as powerful as a book of life and death. Whoever you choose will die!"
The photographer also nodded with a horrified look on his face. This thousand yuan is really a waste!
The audience in the live broadcast room laughed out loud when they saw Lu Chen's frightened look.
[(laughing and crying) Hahaha! It makes me laugh. Brother Lu is also scared sometimes! 】
[It costs money and effort for other people to get married, but for them to get married, it only costs a best man! 】
[I am also from Jiangnan. I think I have also heard that the best man in Jiangnan has an accident every time he gets married! 】
【ah? real or fake? I thought it was Sister Jing who was joking! 】
【……】
【Popularity+1+1+1】
【Popularity+1+1+1】
In the end, it was still due to Zhao Zhijing's pressure.
The two had no choice but to take on the high-risk profession of best man and got into Zhao Zhijing's car.
After all, feudal superstition is not advisable.
Moreover.
The two of them just worshiped the Bodhisattva yesterday. This buff should last until the wedding is over, right?
Lu Chen couldn't help but swallowed when he thought of this, and looked at Zhao Zhijing who was sitting in the driver's seat.
Zhao Zhijing picked up two suits from the passenger seat and threw them towards Lu Chen and the photographer.
"When you get to the hotel, remember to change into your clothes. I don't know your sizes, so I just bought them. It should be okay."
Lu Chen picked up the suit and looked at it, then said:
"Sister Jing, just remember that I'm eighteen. Buy a bigger one next time, it's uncomfortable!"
The photographer held the suit and looked at Lu Chen with disgust.
"Brother, you can really drive on any bad road!"
"Look at how good the material of this suit feels! It must be quite expensive, right?"
The photographer was holding the suit, feeling the feel of the suit with his hands, and his face was a little excited.
"Ha! Are you still talking about me? A piece of tattered clothes can make you so happy!"
Lu Chen snorted with some disdain, then looked at the label of the suit.
"Ten, hundreds, thousands, thousands."
"This piece of clothing costs more than 20,000???"
Lu Chen's eyes widened and he looked at Zhao Zhijing in front of him with a shocked expression.
Zhao Zhijing just smiled slightly and joked: "Didn't you say it's ragged clothes?"
"Don't worry, even if I bought it specifically for you, you don't have to pay it back. It can be regarded as a reward for this help!"
She then added.
Both of them were Nannan's lifesavers. They only had tens of thousands of yuan, which was just small change in front of her.
But the two people in the back seat fell to their knees with a "pop" and held their suits above their heads.
Lu Chen looked worried and said:
"I have been wandering for half my life, and I only hate that I have never met my master! If I don't give up, I would like to be my adopted father!"
"Me too!"
Zhao Zhijing: "Hey eh eh??? Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"
"What on earth are you doing!"
(End of chapter)
