Mr.Lu, don't mess around

The boy frowned and finally agreed.

Lu Jinghuai looked at the expression of young indignation dissatisfaction, picked pick eyebrows, "almost sure."

The young man picked up the glass, drank the wine and threw it back. He said foolishly, "it's not very good. He can't win me."

"It's not a good thing to be too arrogant."

"My ability is worth my arrogance."

"I hope you don't break your promise." Lu Jinghuai took out his wallet from his suit, put a few pieces of cash in it on the table, stood up, straightened his collar, looked down at the boy with a little arrogance in his eyes, and said, "I'll call the rest into your account in two days, and I advise you to get rid of it. Be careful and help me with my work, Your mother will also get the best medical resources. "

The boy looked back at him and said nothing.

Without waiting for the boy's response, Lu looked down at his watch and walked away.

As soon as he walked out of the bar, Lu Jinghuai took out his mobile phone. At the moment when the phone was connected, his eyes changed from cold to soft, and even his voice showed a trace of tenderness, which made hot beauties just passing by the bar look at him. Someone eager to try threw a wink at him and tried to get close to him.

Lu Jinghuai glanced sideways. When she was a little close to her, the whole person flashed to one side and patted his shoulder in disgust, as if there was something dirty on it, even if the woman didn't touch him at all.

Lu Jinghuai raised his chin slightly. His good self-cultivation made him stand upright in the same place, but he was not moved. The look in his eyes towards the woman was like the cold wind in January.

The woman stamped her foot angrily and took the person beside her in the other direction.

The smell of Lu Jinghuai's eyebrows could be smoothed out after the discomfort of the perfume which was displeased, although the smell of his discomfort still remained in the room, but the gentle voice in the microphone was enough to dispel all these bad things.

"Lu Jinghuai? What's up so late? "

Lu Jinghuai walked towards the street on his left, looking at the road ahead aimlessly. There was a small shop not far away. The orange street lights were far apart, and the light was shining on the shop. It should be a lonely feeling, but because of the people coming and going in line, it brought a bit of excitement.

He took a close look and then said, "it's not very late. Just after the meeting, do you need supper? There is a very busy sugar shop here. Many people queue up. It should be delicious. "

There was a silence at the end of the microphone.

Lu Jinghuai quickened his pace and came to the sugar store, looking up at the menu.

Qin Yihuan coughed slightly, then said in a dumb voice, "no, it's late. I'm ready to have a rest."

Before Lu Jinghuai said anything, there was a cold "beep" on the phone.

He was a little dazed and never recovered.

The people in front of him didn't know when they left. The sugar water master bent over and looked at him from the small window and asked, "young man, what do you want? What's on the sign is yes, what's not is that it's sold out. "

Lu Jinghuai put away his mobile phone, stepped forward, swept around the brands without expression, ordered some sugar water and paid for it.

The sugar water master answered and helped him take the sugar water.

When he had finished packing, when he turned back, he found that the guest was no longer there. He scratched his head and couldn't understand: "where are people? Don't you want any sugar water? "

He shook his head, put the sugar water in the open space behind him, and continued to shout business.

Lu Jinghuai went far away, but he could not hear the cry of the sugar water master.

As he walked, he came to a park where he could see the end at a glance, but there were a lot of stalls. In the middle of the park, there was a stall that was really eye-catching - a very thin little girl who looked only nine years old and ten years old, squatting on the ground, looking at the passers-by in frustration.

Occasionally, she would yell twice. The voice was very loud. When a pedestrian heard it, he looked at her with a puzzled look. Then he looked at her stall with a hesitant look, but he didn't stop.

Also, in such an era of financial crisis, few people will really do anything for the other party even if they know that the other party is in trouble or even a little girl. After all, compared with "being a hero" or "protecting oneself with wisdom", people feel more satisfied with food and clothing. In TV dramas, there are very few people who are kind-hearted to buy a stall for a child.

Lu Jinghuai stops in front of the little girl's booth.

The little girl's eyes immediately changed from dark to bright.

Lu Jinghuai did not move, just asked: "these flowers, it seems not very fresh."

His voice is very gentle, is a kind of calm to the extreme into a feeling of indifference, can not hear a trace of anger, but people shudder.

The child is sensitive in the end. The little girl subconsciously shrinks her neck. She doesn't seem to want to answer Lu Jinghuai's question, but she doesn't know what to think of. She holds her head up and says, "it's very fresh. It was picked yesterday. It may be the weather." Later, her voice became smaller and smaller, and her timid expression was fully revealed.

Of course, Lu Jinghuai knows that she is lying.

He didn't tear it down. He just asked, "how much is it?"

The little girl obviously didn't respond. She opened her eyes and was stunned.

Lu Jinghuai squatted down, picked up a flower and asked again, "how much is all this?"

Xu is never seen such a big spender, the little girl said a number: "one hundred."

Lu Jinghuai glanced at the stalls. There were dozens of different varieties.

He nodded and drew some cash from his wallet.

The little girl realized that she had quoted the wrong price because she was too nervous, so she blushed and said a number, "two hundred..." in a low voice.

Without stopping, Lu Jinghuai shoves the money into the little girl's hand.

The little girl holding a pile of money, some surprised, because the number given by the guests is more than 100, more than 200 times.

She quickly took the money well, counted two, and wanted to return the rest to Qingjun's big brother. During this period, her hands were shaking because she was too nervous. She even couldn't hold the money. She fell on the ground twice and was picked up quickly by her.

Lu Jinghuai always looked at it, no action, no dissuasion, but also did not mean to accept.

When the little girl finally sorted out the money and handed it to Lu Jinghuai, he understated: "no need." He stood up and left directly, leaving the little girl a little sluggish squatting in place.

She looked down at the basket and wrinkled her nose.