Rebirth begins with losing the white moonlight

Chapter 89
As soon as Yang Feiling finished speaking, Lu Chen turned his gaze to Shen Wanning together with him.

He knew that what this little friend said made sense, but this was definitely a big project, and taking pictures was secondary. Just walking around these landmarks would take a lot of time.

Shen Wanning also crossed her arms at this moment, and looked at Lu Chen.

Logically speaking, she would definitely refuse. How could a rich daughter like to make herself so tired?
But for some reason, she accidentally picked up her phone and sent a message. The other party responded quickly, and she looked at Lu Chen seemingly casually and said:
"I happen to be free today, we'll leave at 5 o'clock."

"Did you ask the driver to pick you up?"

Before Lu Chen could respond, Yang Feiling put on his makeup and asked her questions.

Shen Wanning "hummed":
"Otherwise, should I take the subway?"

"The eldest lady is the eldest lady~"

Yang Feiling sighed, thinking how nice it is to be rich.

If he had the family conditions of Shen Wanning, he would go to the club every day to find 10 strong male models.

"Thank you."

Lu Chen answered concisely, he was not that hypocritical, he insisted on putting on a fake rejection.

This is indeed the most efficient, but it is too valuable for Shen Wanning.

"Little handsome boy, you said before that these specialties are already on sale, right?"

Yang Feiling finished putting on her makeup and looked at Lu Chen with blinking eyes.

Lu Chen nodded, and he continued:
"Then don't be idle right now, come over and give me some advice, I'll help you draw some beautiful little labels first.

After all, it takes time for you to shoot, choose angles, and print, and the later batch of packages will definitely not be put into use so quickly. "

After speaking, he took out a digital tablet, Lu Chen also straightened out his thoughts, and made a few simple requests.

At 4:50, Shen Wanning answered a call and asked the other party to bring the car in.

At 5 o'clock, Yang Feiling added Lu Chen's WeChat account and sent him two first drafts. Lu Chen also forwarded them directly to Cheng Kaiwen, asking them to find a place to print as soon as possible.

"Then let's go first, thank you for today."

Lu Chen stood up, looked at Yang Feiling, and handed him 1000 yuan as a deposit for the illustration.

Yang Feiling rolled his eyes and returned the money directly:
"I won't help you paint if I ask for more money. If you really want to thank me, then treat me to dinner alone some other time~"

"..."

Shen Wanning felt that this scene was a bit eye-catching, so he turned around and left the studio.

Lu Chen also glanced at Yang Feiling with a half-smile, and left a sentence of "I will definitely do it next time".

The entrance to the painting profession.

It was still the black SUV with the golden man on the front. Before the driver came down to open the door, Shen Wanning got directly into it.

She usually wouldn't let the driver drive the car into the campus. This time it was purely to save time. As for who the time was saved for, she didn't think about it. She only needed to think about being happy.

"Miss."

The driver nodded to her from the rearview mirror. It was obviously a few degrees in the 20s, but he was still wearing a suit and leather shoes.

If it is a car of the level of Mercedes-Benz or BMW, students on the road may stop to take a look.

But when they saw that it was the "Little Golden Man", those who understood spontaneously moved out of the way, and those who did not understand were pulled away quietly from 5 meters away.

"Then let's go."

The driver took another look at Lu Chen, who was sitting next to Shen Wanning, then turned on the turn signal and gently stepped on the accelerator.

Lu Chen had never ridden in this model of car. The business car that the driver usually used to pick him up was a Bentley, and his own car was a Land Rover that he bought based on Leng Churan's preference.

The first time he saw it at the gate of the Art Academy, he thought it was Shen Wanning's father's car.

The strength between driving a Rolls Royce and providing a driver to a child with a Rolls Royce is simply not the same.

"Turn the music off."

As soon as the little golden man drove towards the viaduct, Shen Wanning frowned and spoke.

Lu Chen turned his head to look at her and found that the young lady seemed a little sleepy.

The driver turned off the music and adjusted the temperature and air volume of the air conditioner.

Shen Wanning leaned back on the air seat and fell asleep. While waiting for the traffic lights, the driver hesitated for a moment, then took a small blanket from the co-pilot and handed it to Lu Chen.

...you don't have to stare at me like that.

Lu Chen felt helpless when he found that the other party was watching him very vigilantly through the rearview mirror.

He gently helped Shen Wanning cover the blanket. After making sure that he didn't even touch the corner of Shen Wanning's clothes, the driver felt relieved.

40 minutes later, the black Rolls-Royce pulls up to the side of the road.

Even in the city center of Shanghai, cars of this quality are not everywhere, but pedestrians coming and going are indeed more bold than college students. Many people stopped and observed silently, and some even started to take Take out your phone and take pictures.

"Is there an umbrella in the car?"

Seeing that Shen Wanning had also woken up faintly, Lu Chen asked the driver.

The driver nodded and said "in the trunk." Lu Chen used his eyes to signal Shen Wanning not to get out of the car yet, then took the umbrella from the trunk, walked around to her side and opened the door.

"Let's go."

He said softly, and Shen Wanning, who had just woken up, gave a soft "um" and stepped down from the statuette under his protection.

"Oh, I can't take a picture!"

"I originally wanted to see if it was Bai Fumei..."

"It must be so tight!"

"Estimated to account for a 'rich'."

The two long-haired men on the side of the road were muttering, as if they were used to making comments about others.

Lu Chen escorted Shen Wanning to the roadside and raised his head to look at them:
"If you talk nonsense again, I will poke your eyes blind."

The long-haired man looked at Lu Chen, then at the burly driver who rolled down the window, and disappeared into the crowd as if oiling the soles of his feet.

Shen Wanning rubbed her eyes and looked at Lu Chen in surprise:

"I didn't expect you to curse."

"You're wrong, I never swear."

Lu Chen put the emphasis on "person", and Shen Wanning yawned and said nothing more.

Perhaps it was because she had just woken up, and the eldest lady had a little more cuteness that she couldn't see at ordinary times, but because she slightly suppressed her usual cuteness, she looked even cuter.

"Do you think this angle is okay?"

Taking a few shots with the phone, Shen Wanning's screen finally froze on one frame.

Lu Chen nodded:

"very beautiful."

"That's natural."

Modesty is a virtue, but it is not the habit of Shen Wanning, a rich daughter.

The two stopped and stopped along the way, took pictures of three landmarks beside the Pujiang River, and then took a Rolls Royce to Baidu Bridge.

The moment the two got out of the car, the lights on the bridge were turned on one after another. Seeing Shen Wanning's figure, Lu Chen suddenly said:
"Let me take a picture of you."

(End of this chapter)