Sheng Chong Second Marriage

Chapter 127 You arrange someone for me

Lan Song's temples were stimulated to thump twice, and the first reaction in his heart was - what a wild child.

Just like Zhang Yangrui had harassed her back then, she didn't think Zhang Yangrui was a stinky and shameless hooligan, she only thought of him as a brave, passionate prodigal son.

It's his business to chase after him, it's fine if you refuse, there's no need to be so bitter and bitter.

If it was someone else, Lan Song would think about Huang Mei's personal safety.But that person was Zhang Yangrui, although he was the most scumbag in the iron triangle of the Academy of Fine Arts, but based on his friendship with Song Yichen, Lan Song knew that he would not do anything to Huang Mei.

Maybe Zhang Yangrui really needs a straight and pungent person like Huang Mei to treat Zhang Yangrui.A happy couple!
Lan Song didn't have time to worry about marriage for others, and Huang Mei repeatedly promised not to tell Song Yichen that he would come to the study to find Lu Feng.

"You arrange someone for me." Lan Song sat down at the solid wood desk and said straight to the point.

Lu Feng looked at her in disbelief, and the couple treated him as a shelter, and stuffed him with people one by one?It doesn't count if you receive a yellow plum, it's endless, right?He thought she came to him because of being bullied yesterday, but he didn't expect that she would have the leisure to meddle in other people's affairs.

"Who?" Lu Feng asked patiently, suppressing his anger.

"Islay."

"You want to come to my house to be a babysitter again?" Lu Feng sarcastically said.

"He is an excellent student majoring in art, can he condescend to come to your small place to be a nanny?" Lan Song suppressed a smile, and continued to speak solemnly.

Lu Feng's face darkened, "Then I can't afford it, I can't enshrine her big Buddha in this small place."

"You can't worship in this small place, don't you have other big places?" Lan Song asked.

"I just run a restaurant, not a design company." Lu Feng was angry, the thick-skinned appearance of the couple was exactly the same.

"Don't be so modest, Boss Lu, are those restaurants of yours?" Lan Song finally smiled, and winked at Lu Feng, "Don't you have a western restaurant in the West District?"

Lu Feng understood Lan Song's small calculation, "My place is just a place to eat, what do I need a high-achieving student majoring in fine arts?"

"Isn't it simple? Just arrange a foreman or something."

Lan Song doesn't have much research on western restaurants, and rarely eats western food. If he eats western food, he mainly goes to Lu Feng's western restaurant.But no matter how common sense is, he also knows that Lu Feng's western restaurant is very high-end. He also knows it from the consumption point of view, and the business is not bad, so he often needs to make an appointment in advance.

"How about the foreman? How about I get a store manager for her to be the leader?"

Lan Song casually grabbed a book on the table and threw it at it without thinking, "You can't be the head waiter of a restaurant, you're so stingy."

"Even the waiters in my restaurant have to be graduates of tourism management majors and understand foreign languages. Your high-achieving art majors don't even have the qualifications for interviews, so you want to climb directly to the position of foreman?" Lu Feng took the book and thought Thinking about what happened to her yesterday, she resisted and didn't get mad.

"Then let's start as a waiter. Ai Lai is hot-tempered and suitable for this job." I have to say that Lan Song understands her strengths better than Ai Lai herself.

"Whether it's suitable for training or assessment first." Lu Feng waved his hand, this was already his maximum concession.

"Today, I came here to tell you on my own initiative. I don't know if people will accept it or not."

Lu Feng raised his head sharply, just as he was staring, Lan Song put on a smiling face, "I know, I will let her work hard."

Stop when you see something good, and slide down smoothly if you have a pole. It is important to be happy, but it is more important to know people.

"After talking about other people's business, let's talk about your business."

Not long after Lan Song went out, Song Yichen called Lu Feng. Although he threatened and intimidated Chen Jiaming, it was hard to guarantee that his wife would secretly go to Q University to find trouble for Lan Song.He asked Lu Feng to find someone to follow Lan Song in school for a while to ensure her safety.

"What's the matter with me?"

"You want to play tricks on me again?" Lu Feng was impatient because he still refused to tell him the truth.

"Song Yichen told you?" The only people who knew about it were Song Yichen and Ai Lai. It is impossible for Ai Lai to come to Lu Feng. "Why did he ask you to talk about this? It's not something glorious."

"Do you want me to find someone to go to City C to settle things?" Seeing Lu Feng's expression, Lan Song knew that he was serious.

"No, I may go to Japan in May, and his wife will stop by then."

"Then why don't you fight back when you get beaten for nothing?" Lu Feng said coldly, also looking like he hated iron for nothing.

"Just treat it as being bitten by a dog, don't you want to bite it back?"

"Whatever you want." Lu Feng let out a mouthful of turbid air that was stuffed in his chest.

"Song Yichen...what did Song Yichen tell you?"

Lan Song's words were very careful, and his voice was so faltering that it made Lu Feng very unhappy, "I didn't say anything, let me find someone to watch you, lest your ex-husband and wife come to your school to make trouble again."

Song Yichen didn't want Lan Song to know, so he secretly called Lu Feng, and it was only two or three hours before he was betrayed by Lu Feng.

Lan Song froze for a few seconds before recovering, "Tsk, this person is really troublesome, making a fuss out of a molehill."

Lu Feng cast his sharp eyes on Lan Song, "Don't be a good boy when you get cheap, you've made him like an enemy."

"That's right, I know idioms now." In order to ease her feeling of being overwhelmed, Lan Song said a very embarrassing joke, and she was afraid that she would lose her composure in front of Lu Feng if she didn't change the subject.

"Although he is weak, he has to admit that he has a lot of heart for you."

After school started, Lan Song lived on campus all the time, so she didn't know that Song Yichen ran to Lu Feng's house every three days after get off work, firstly to see Huangmei, and secondly to seek Buddhist scriptures from Lu Feng.I have to admit that Lu Feng's social experience is much richer than his own, and Lu Feng seems to be a cold ruffian, but he always gives him the most useful words of the old man.

What Lu Feng felt most distressed was that if Song Yichen came a few more times, the box of 80-year-old Pu'er in his collection would be completely consumed by Song Yichen.Every time I come empty-handed, I'm not polite at all.

"I know, but I seem to be ashamed of him." Facing what Ai Lai didn't dare to say, when he said it to Lu Feng, it felt like lifting the stone that was pressing on his heart, Lan Song looked depressed, "If, If only I had gritted my teeth and resisted my mother."

"Why, Song Yichen, who is poor and white, besides being good-looking, what else do you think you are not good enough for him?" asked a magnetic voice coldly.

"Yes."

Since last night, he has been guarding her every step of the way.Usually when I get up early and read a book, I never sit on the head of the bed, either on the sofa or in the study.She didn't finish her breakfast, so even if he was busy looking at the materials, he still had to sit by the bar to accompany her.On the surface, he didn't say a word of comfort, but Lan Song knew that he was using his clumsy way to comfort her.

"Come on, don't cry, or I'll make that Islay the foreman."

Lan Song let out a chuckle, put away his sad emotions, and continued to chat with Lu Feng about life.

　This year, Xia Mu went to my aunt's house to pay New Year's greetings. My uncle brewed Pu'er tea for us for 80 years.Xia Mu usually drinks Tieguanyin, occasionally drinks Pu'er, and finds that it is also very good.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)