Master, do you believe in love?Spit out two hundred on the car!

Chapter 90 If you don't give up, I will be a righteous father!
In the luxuriously decorated living room.

Lu Chen and the photographer were sitting on the sofa, with faint bruises still remaining on their faces.

Zhao Zhijing sat across from the two of them, and she seemed to be in a very good mood after venting her anger.

Sitting across from the two of them, they kept scrolling on their phones.

Lu Chen and the photographer glanced at each other, then turned to look at Zhao Zhijing who still had no intention of leaving.

He opened his mouth and said tentatively: "That. Sister Jing, what are you doing here?"

After all, based on what Lu Chen knew about her.

Zhao Zhijing should be unlikely, and went alone just to beat 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 froze a bit.

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..."

A faint pink appeared on Zhao Zhijing's fair face.

When he beat Lu Chen, he never expected that there would be something to ask for 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:
"That... 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 gave Lu Chen a white look: "You think well, I'm looking for 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's face was a little embarrassed: "But... I don't know the bride and groom, so it shouldn't be appropriate for me to go???"

Seeing the embarrassment on Lu Chen's face, Zhao Zhijing just took a sip of the tea in front of her and said:
"There is a salary, one thousand a day, and the red envelope is not counted!"

Hearing this, Lu Chen got up immediately, his eyes almost turned into symbols of gold coins.

"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 see other people's wedding day, and no best man is deserted."

"By the way, how many bridesmaids are there now?"

"Count me in, eight!"

Lu Chen immediately slapped the table domineeringly: "I will help with this, even Jesus can't stop it, I said it!"

"But I'm just helping. Sister Jing, you can't have any undue thoughts about me just because you are the bridesmaid."

"If you have to, then I can only suggest to come a few more times!"

Zhao Zhijing gave Lu Chen a cold look: "It was there before, but it's gone now."

Lu Chen: "Hey??? 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 too???"

"Of course, if you count the best man group now, there are only three people..."

Lu Chen looked at the five big and three thick photographers in front of him with a strange expression, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"Sister Jing, what is your criteria for choosing a 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.

Helplessly covering her forehead with her white jade fingers, she said slowly:
"As long as the horoscope is strong enough..."

"Originally there were eight groomsmen, those who got into a car accident got into a car accident, and those who were struck by lightning were struck by lightning, but now there is only one left..."

"Looking at the physique of you two, you should be able to survive being hit by a car."

Lu Chen and the photographer: "???" Lu Chen looked at himself, 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 1000 yuan co-authorship was not the best man's salary, but the 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 go back on my word 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 in horror. The 1000 yuan is really worthless!
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 seem to have heard that Jiangnan Wujiro, every time the best man gets married, something happens! 】

【ah?real or fake?I thought it was Sister Jing who was joking! 】

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【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?
Thinking of this, Lu Chen couldn't help swallowing, and looked at Zhao Zhijing who was sitting in the driver's seat.

Zhao Zhijing picked up two suits from the co-pilot and threw them at Lu Chen and the photographer.

"When you get to the hotel, remember to change into your clothes. I don't know your size, so I just bought it. It should be okay."

Lu Chen picked up his suit and looked it over, then said:
"Sister Jing, you just need to remember that I'm eighteen. Next time, I'll buy a bigger one. It's uncomfortable!"

Holding the suit in his arms, the photographer looked at Lu Chen with disgust.

"Brother, you can really drive on any bad road!"

"Look at the material of this suit! It should 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.

"Oh! You're still talking about me? A piece of ragged clothes makes you so happy!"

Lu Chen snorted with some disdain, then looked at the label of the suit.

"Ten. Hundred. Thousand. Ten thousand."

“This piece of clothing costs more than RMB 2???”

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 was a rag?"

"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.

The two people in the back seat fell to their knees with a "plop", holding their suits on top of their heads.

Lu Chen looked distressed and said:
"I've been wandering for half my life, and I only hate that I haven't met the Ming Lord! If you don't give up, I would like to worship you as a righteous father!"

"Me too!"

Zhao Zhijing: "Hey eh eh??? Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"

"What the hell are you doing!"

(End of this chapter)