Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 49 Potato Chips
"I see."

Lu Mingfei said to the old housekeeper.

"It must be Lu Mingze who called you over, right?"

"What about others, call him out!"

As Lu Mingfei said, he scanned the surroundings with his eyes, as long as the little devil appeared, he would definitely notice it immediately, then rush up and kick his ass with his heels!
But unfortunately, he did not find the little devil.

"Lu Mingze?"

The old butler repeated strangely.

"I'm sorry, I've never heard that name and don't know who you're referring to."

"It's the people who hire you. Didn't you say it before, employers, employers."

Lu Mingfei explained.

"Oh, if you mean the employer."

The old housekeeper thought about it.

"It's a vigorous young lady."

The girl looked at Lu Mingfei with a shocked and hateful look of "I didn't expect you to be such a person".

"Is there any difficulty, at least, it shouldn't be..."

The girl didn't know what to say, she was afraid that she would hurt the boy's self-esteem too directly, but she couldn't just watch a good boy degenerate like this, it was really worrying.

"I feel like you're thinking of something weird."

Lu Mingfei warned the girl murderously.

"Oh, by the way, the employer appointed me to give this to you."

The old housekeeper took out another postcard from his pocket, and Lu Mingfei just stared at his pocket, looking around, grandpa, did you buy this pocket for a blue doraemon, and give me one too for how much it costs. Not a dozen thanks.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the postcard and was stunned.

The above is a pencil drawing, the perspective of looking down on the sky, the huge reinforced concrete city is like a cold gray forest, and there are two boys sitting on the upstairs rooftop in the center, one big and one small, you can be sure that they are close relatives just by looking at them brother.

This painting is so big, with just a few strokes, the city and everything in the distance are outlined, as if it has encompassed the entire world.

And this painting is so small, Xiaodao can only accommodate the two brothers and nothing else, the world is dead, because the two brothers have to live.

There is a line written in the corner of the postcard.

"A little help."

"To my dear brother."

"It really is your kid."

Lu Mingfei said in a low voice.

"Hey, this seems to be you."

The girl pointed to the older boy on the balcony.

"Miss has good eyesight, I have a Tang Sect hidden weapon here, I don't know you..."

"Going and going, it's out of tune."

Lu Mingfei sighed and muttered in a low voice.

"Tang Sect Hidden Weapon, I don't want to teach others if they want to learn it."

"This sir, ma'am."

The old housekeeper bowed politely.

"Excuse me, can we go?"

"Oh, this."

Lu Mingfei scratched his head and grinned.

"I'm sorry, I let you run for nothing."

"Ok?"

"That's right, I won't go."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Hey, hey, that restaurant seems very powerful, you really don't want to go."

the girl asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, my feast is much better than Mozart's beef."

Lu Mingfei was full of confidence.

"Wait, what is Mozart beef?"

The old butler said I'm sorry, please wait a moment, and walked aside to press the tiny earphones in his ears.

He said something, and when he came back, he still had a gentle smile on his face.

"Sorry, the employer means, since you are not going to ASTASIA, please allow us to drive you for a ride."

Lu Minfei just stared at the rearview mirror of the Lamborghini, and heard people say that the driver seems to be unable to see the road behind, so old man, don’t you mean “give you a ride” really what I thought, Huangquan Express or something? of.

"Yes, and this one."

The old butler opened the rear door.

In Lamborghini's high-end and huge interior view, there is a jar of mud-sealed wine.

"The employer specifically ordered that the plum wine must be delivered to you."

Lu Mingfei's uncle loves cars very much, and he usually reads luxury car magazines when he has nothing to do. Even if he has never touched many cars, he knows all the specific parameters and lateral advantages and disadvantages.

It is also thanks to his uncle's influence that Lu Mingfei has mastered some knowledge of luxury cars. He understands how important a car's interior is, especially high-end models, and even the interior of some models is more important than his engine body painting. Waiting is more expensive, if you make a slit on his body, he will be more generous, and if you make his interior dirty and pick up the leather, the owner can even fight you desperately.

So, it was Lu Mingfei who knew this that he realized more clearly what a prodigal act it is to put a mud-covered jar of plum wine on the seat of a Lamborghini.

All of the previous ones, fancy diamond luxury cars and even ASTASIA bookings, all counted together, this jar of plum wine did not make Lu Mingfei happy.

He looked at the wine and smiled slightly.

"Really."

"Forgive you."

The girl looked at the plum wine, then at Lu Mingfei.

Although I don't understand it very well, it seems that this jar of wine has some special and profound meaning to Lu Mingfei.

They finally got into the car.

It's ridiculous that he is afraid of you, a little Lamborghini, even when the big winds and waves are coming.

"Master, please drive slowly!"

Lu Mingfei told the driver for the tenth time.

The girl sat next to him and gave him a hand.

"Almost, hey, it's time to talk."

"what?"

"Also, it's the big meal you mentioned, what exactly is it?"

"Yeah, I want to ask too!"

In the Regent Hotel, in the presidential suite, a girl who was only wearing a snow-white bath towel looked up to the sky and cried out in grief.

"What the hell is your bloody feast!"

"Hey, potato chips, since when did you wear your son's voice?"

This is the voice of a woman, lazy and fierce, like a feline hiding in the dark, licking its minions boredly, just waiting for the prey to appear, and then quietly stepping forward to end the other's life gently.

If someone is here, I am afraid that they will be in shock, because they have searched all corners of the room, and there is no other figure except the towel girl.

The black-haired girl probably just got out of the bath. She was wrapped in a bath towel, revealing a large expanse of white skin and a pair of white jade-like legs. It's just that she didn't have the self-consciousness of a beautiful woman. She just sat on the bed and hugged the computer, frying chicken with one hand and Coke, surrounded by piles of potato chips of various flavors, the mess of the picture is comparable to the reenactment of the Iraqi battlefield.

"You, a foreigner, don't know that, how interesting is Erhuayin!"

The girl clicked on the potato chips, drank tons of Coke, grabbed the LV silk scarf to wipe her mouth, and continued to knock on the computer.

(End of this chapter)