"When Mr. got in the car just now, I saw that she seemed to want to come up and say something, but Jiang Yue'an stopped her."
When Xu Wei heard Huanong's words while driving, he took advantage of the situation and said it.
Lu Jing'an understood and nodded.
"I'll make arrangements."
"As a couple, we can work together without getting tired. I am so sensible, Boss Lu. Do you want me to express my feelings?" Hua Nong knelt down and sat up delicately. He held the seat with one hand and grabbed Lu Jing'an's chin with the other and brought him forward.
The dim street lights shone down, and the handsome face of the man came over. Huanong was wearing a white knitted skirt that day. The collar of the Chinese cheongsam was very unique. When he raised his hands, the line of his chest was vaguely visible, round and swollen, which was fascinating.
Lu Jingan looked at it and became addicted.
Huanong's gaze was blazing, like a flame that was about to engulf her.
Huanong was shaken by the heat and wanted to stop her hand, but was held by the man: "What do you want to express?"
"Physical? Spiritual? Material?"
Xu Wei: .....Yes! It was time for him to listen again.
As the rear seat fender rises, the ambiguous and cramped atmosphere disappears instantly.
Xu Wei breathed a sigh of relief, as expected!
Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, one must have discernment.
After hearing Lu Jing'an's words, Huanong became interested in the game, and the mechanism of mature men and women began: "What does Boss Lu want to give me?"
"I'll give you whatever you want."
"What if I want all three at the same time?"
"It's not that it can't be done," Lu Jing'an said, then he hooked Hua Nong's waist and put it in front of him: "There is always a way to have both in everything in the world. If you want it at the same time, it's not like I can't give it to you at the same time."
Huanong bit his head and asked: "What about?"
She didn't believe that this kind of thing could happen at the same time.
Lu Jing'an smiled lightly, his peach blossom eyes rippling, and the tips of their noses touched each other: "Do you really want to hear it?"
"I can't listen?"
"The heroine is you, of course."
Huanong blinked and tilted his head.
Lu Jing'an's thin lips parted slightly, and his tone was calm: "Then... while I'm making love, I'll talk to you about Marxist literature, and then I'll take the time to transfer tens of millions to you."
"Do you think...is this the best of all three?"
Boom, Huanong's brain seemed to have been struck by lightning.
The hooligans are not to be feared, but the hooligans are literate. This is absolutely true.
This piece of shit, Lu Jing'an, is just a dressed-up beast in a suit and leather shoes.
"This is not the time to talk about Marxist literature, right? Isn't Boss Lu afraid that people will die in peace?"
"As long as my wife is happy, what does it have to do with me if others remain silent?"
Huanong lost a game and felt unhappy. He endured his anger and tried to regain his position. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of any useful ideas, and he felt angry inside.
The car drove all the way from Jiang's villa into the city. As we passed by, we saw the Malatang restaurant.
She sat back and kicked him: "Go, I'm hungry, buy me a bowl of Malatang. I bought the wrong one. You wait for me."
Lu Jing'an:..........
Just saying you can't win?
"pull over."
"What do you need, sir?"
"Go down and buy something."
"I'll go!" Xu Wei said wisely.
Lu Jing'an glanced at him with a cold gaze, and Xu Wei was so stunned that he felt cold all over.
Don't dare to say anything anymore.
"cigarette."
Xu Weila opened the passenger drawer and handed him the cigarette case.
The cold wind of early winter was biting. Lu Jing'an got out of the car wearing a black coat and holding a cigarette case. Most of the lust aroused by Huanong was blown away by the cold wind.
But there is still half of it, which is nestled in my heart and will not be let go, frowning.
For a person who is used to going to high-end restaurants, when he first entered a roadside shop, the cramped and stuffy environment made him feel a little hot.
He was not born into wealth. He was a bit miserable. He didn't eat less when he was a child. Lu Chu would often leave him a week's living expenses when he was busy with work and on business trips. Most of the roadside stall owners at the old campus of Beijing-Hong Kong University knew him.
However, it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
A person who is used to living a high-efficiency life suddenly entered such a small shop and picked out food on a plate, which really made him a little impatient.
But Lu Jingan knew that it was because Huanong flirted with him that he was not in a hurry to go home.
He didn't have the ability to worry about other things.
"boss........"
"Oh..." Lu Jing'an had just handed over the chosen items when a girl next to him bumped into him and knocked over the dinner plate in his hand.
He didn't say anything, but the other party gasped in fright.
"Sorry, I didn't mean it."
"I'll compensate you again!"
The man frowned, slightly impatient. He glanced at the girl and saw that she was wearing a hat and rimmed glasses. He didn't pay close attention to her appearance: "No need."
"Boss, do what I did and get another one, as soon as possible."
"Oh, okay, I'll get you another one right away."
"I'm at the door, be ready to call me."
Lu Jing'an took the cigarette case out and stood at the door of the store, lighting a cigarette with his back to the wind.
With the traffic in front of me and the scalding heat of the Malatang shop behind me, I took two puffs of cigarette and felt half comfortable.
"Lu...Mr. Lu."
As Lu Jing'an was lighting his cigarette, he heard someone greeting him. He thought it was someone from the company, and nodded slightly: "Working overtime?"
"yes."
"Which department?"
"From the Finance Department."
The man nodded and didn't say anything more. He knew in his heart that as the new year was approaching, it was the busiest time for the Finance Department, and overtime work was common.
The man opened the glass door of the store with his backhand: "Go in! It's cold outside."
The night was deep and the neon lights were flashing. The business hegemon sitting at the top of the CBD opened the door for his subordinates at the door of an inconspicuous shop. How could everyone not go crazy with such an action?
What's more, this man is young, talented, handsome, and has a distinguished temperament.
Not to mention women, even men are eager to have a rich love story.
"Sir, your meal is ready."
Lu Jing'an went in and found the packing box in the boss's hand. He took out his wallet from his coat pocket and took out all the cash in it and handed it to the boss: "I'm the one who invited these guys. Just give them the extra money."
"Thank you, Mr. Lu, thank you, Mr. Lu."
Lu Jingan nodded and left. The moment the glass door was closed, everyone went crazy.
“Mr. Lu is really so handsome, so handsome, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”
"The moment he opened the door for us, I felt like I saw the hero of a romantic drama. Oh my god, he is handsome, rich and polite, and he is a gentleman!"
"Don't talk about you, I'm going to be a man."
"But how can Mr. Lu eat Malatang? How can he buy Malatang himself?"
"There are times when gods descend to earth."
"You can't buy it for your girlfriend, right? Are the scandals from the past few days true?"
"It can't be Princess Hua, right?"
"You don't want to talk about the boss's personal affairs anymore?" Someone sneered, and that person shut up.
Several people from Shengmao International left with their things, and the girl sitting in the corner got up.
"Boss, give me another one that is exactly the same as that gentleman's."
The girl didn't say much and took out the cash very neatly...
