The Only Person I Bow Down Is Her

Dididi, the phone on the bedside table rang.

Jian Chu turned his head and glanced, "Answer the phone?"

Liang Jingxing? Reached out? Picked up the phone? The room attendant asked politely over there, "Mr. Liang, breakfast has been prepared? You have prepared it. Would you like to come to the restaurant or have it delivered to you? Go to the room?"

Jian Chu took advantage of the time he was listening to the phone, withdrew from his arms and got out of bed.

Liang Jingxing looked at her, held the phone and sat up, "Come to the room."

Room attendant: "Okay."

Jian Chu stood by the bed, looked down for his shoes, didn't even see it, so she had to go to the bathroom with her bare feet.

She stood in front of the hand-washing table, sorted out the wrinkled clothes on her body in the mirror, combed her hair with a comb, and held water to wash her face, then turned and went out.

Liang Jingxing just came in, carrying a pair of slippers in his hand, and threw it at her feet, "put it on, don't catch a cold."

Jian Chu looked down and continued to walk outside?, "No need."

The living room of the presidential suite is spacious, the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows have been opened, and the sun's brilliance is shining in obliquely. A pair of high heels were thrown on the floor of the living room, one standing one down.

Jian Chu walked past barefoot in the sunshine, stopped in front of two shoes, bent over and put it on herself.

Liang Jingxing? also followed, and saw her put on her shoes, and said, "I have breakfast before leaving?."

"No." Jian Chu found his mobile phone on the coffee table next to him, picked it up and went out.

Seeing her insistence, Liang Jingxing did not want to stay again, "I will let Achi arrange for someone to send you off." Then, he went to call Achi with his mobile phone.

Just after Jian Chu walked to the door, someone happened to knock on the door outside. She opened it and the room attendant came in with a cart of hearty breakfast.

Jian Chu's gaze swept over the food, and swallowed instinctively.

She reached for a glass of milk and took two sips.

The room attendant pushed the small dining car to a stop. Jian Chu put down the cup and went along again with a sandwich.

"This..." The room attendant stopped talking.

At this time, Liang Jingxing finished the phone call and came out of the room, and the waiter cast him a look at him for inquiries. Liang Jingxing took off the phone in his ear and said, "It's up to her."

Jian Chu came to the elevator while biting her sandwich, and raised her hand to light up the elevator.

When the elevator came up, she finished eating the sandwiches in her hand. As she went in, she lowered her head to open WeChat, and sent a message to Zhao Mingliang, asking him about Wang Zheng's current situation.

When she got to the first floor, the car that picked her up was already parked at the door. She strode across the hall with high heels, but Achi's leg injury was still not good, and she limped around to the back seat to open the door for her.

She glanced at his leg, a little bit? Apologetically, she bent down and sat in.

At this time?, Zhao Mingliang’s message was also replied:

[After finishing the splint last night, the doctor asked him to stay in the hospital for observation. How many bottles of intravenous drips were given. I will get him the medicine now and send him back later. 】

Jianchu thought for a while, Wang Zheng hurt his hand and couldn't drive the car. Zhao Mingliang didn't have a driver's license yet, so he replied: "I'll pick you up. 】

After the message was sent, she raised her head from the mobile phone and asked the driver in front to take her to the hospital first.

After arriving at the hospital, she sent a message to Zhao Mingliang, and soon the two came out of the hospital together.

Jian Chu saw them through the car window, pushed the car door down, raised his hand? Beckoned to signal to them.

Zhao Mingliang waved his hand in response. Wang Zheng's right hand was wrapped in gauze and hung around his neck. When she came to pick him up, a smile was unconsciously on his face. When he got closer, he found that Jian Chu was still wearing yesterday’s dress. The smile froze slightly.

He glanced at the car next to her, it turned out to be a Bentley, at least a few million luxury cars, his face completely sank.

It seems that she has been with Liang Jingxing last night.

Most boys are interested in luxury cars. Zhao Mingliang also sees that this car is very valuable. He designated Jian Chu’s rich ex-boyfriend and turned his head to look at Wang Zheng sympathetically.

Shicai was still smiling, and she approached? Suddenly his face was wrong. Jian Chu thought? What was wrong with Wang Zheng, and asked? "What's wrong?"

Wang Zheng shook his head silently.

"If there is anything uncomfortable, you have to say it." Jian Chu turned to his side and re-opened the car door, "Sit here."

Wang Zheng was silent, bent over and sat in. Zhao Mingliang consciously walked around to the front co-pilot. Jian Chu saw the situation and had to follow him in the back seat.

Jianchu asked the driver to send Wang Zheng and the others back before returning to where he lived.

As soon as she arrived at the door of her house and was about to open the door to enter, she received a call from the courier, saying that she had a batch of express mail from Beijiang.

I remembered that Wen Ning had told her earlier that Liang Jingxing’s secretary had a question? She had asked for her current address and had to package and send everything she had in the villa in Beijiang before.

It should be those? Things, Jian Chu turned and went down the front steps again, "Okay, here I am."

She went to the gate of the community and found the courier, and asked who? It was her. The courier pointed to the carton full of cartons behind her, and said, "This car is yours."

Jian Chu took a look. It is estimated that there are more than ten to twenty boxes. It seems that Liang Jingxing really emptied her belongings from the villa, leaving none of them.

With so many things, no one knows when to move to? When? When, Jian Chu thought about it and said, "You help me move all these things to my house, and I will give you another fifty. What do you think of the labor service fee?"

"It's less than fifty." The courier waved his hand? "There are so many things, at least eighty."

"Okay, eighty is eighty." Jian Chu said to him, and went to the security guard to do the registration and asked him to drive the delivery cart in.

Afterwards, Jian Chu led the way, and the courier drove behind her in a small car, and finally stopped in front of one of the buildings.

Jian Chu went up the steps in front of the door, entered his fingerprints to unlock the door, turned around, the courier was sitting in the car, looking up at her, the hot sun made him squint slightly, "Why is there such a high step? what?"

Maybe you still want to sit down and start the price? Jian Chu smiled, "Brother, eight steps, give you eighty, that's enough."

He looked at Jian Chu’s smile, a little bit of a smile, and it was probably impossible to increase the fare. He waved his hand? Jumped out of the car, "Okay? Okay? Okay."

After moving everything into the house, Jian Chu took a utility knife and slashed open a few boxes beside her feet. Looking at the clothes, shoes and bags packed in different categories, the corners of her mouth rose.

Starting a business is too expensive, and the numbers on the bank card are visibly decreasing. After she came to Nancheng, she didn’t? Now that I have received so many of my own old things, I feel that I have the whole world again.

But... She raised her eyes and scanned the dozen to twenty boxes in front of her. The originally spacious living room was occupied by most of the space, and it suddenly seemed to be cramped.

There is no room? There is a separate cloakroom to accommodate them. There is only a wardrobe. It seems that I have to find a way to dispose of a part of it.

She picked up an Hermès, which she saw in a fashion magazine earlier. It is said to be worth more than three hundred thousand yuan, and the value of this package is kept.

In fact, when she was with Liang Jingxing before, she had never asked him for something. These were all sent by him, and Liang Jingxing, this person, has always been generous, and many of her clothes and shoes are Not to mention high? The price of each bag is not less than five figures.

Not to mention other jewellery, Jian Chu put down the bag in his hand, flipped through the box and looked through the other models, and just sold this bag and bag for second-hand. It is estimated that it will be enough for ordinary people to eat for a lifetime.

Thinking like this can be considered a windfall.

Jian Chu smiled, and decided to organize these days when he has free time, and then pick out the ones that you don't like or don't need them temporarily, and sell them in second-hand stores.

She picked up the mobile phone and sent a message to Wen Ning: [Nancheng, you are more familiar with it. Do you have any recommendations for shops that can recycle second-hand bags and shoes? 】

After sending the message, she put down the mobile phone, got up to the bathroom of the room, took a shower, picked a clean skirt to put on, and took the mobile phone to go out.

Wen Ning’s message has been replied: [I will help you find out. 】

Jian Chu: [Ok, thank you dear. 】

Jian Chu took a taxi to the work room, and when he passed Wang Zheng's office, he found that he was also here.

The office door was open, she stopped at the door, raised her hand? Knocked on the door, Wang Zheng and Zhao Mingliang inside turned to look.

"Why don't you rest at home?" Jian Chu asked, standing at the door.

Sitting behind the desk, Wang Zheng pulled the corners of his lips, "The problem is not too big."

"Still be careful." Jian Chu said.

Hearing her concern, Wang Zheng smiled, "I know."

"Then you guys are busy." Didn't Jian Chu interrupt them any more, and said to Zhao Mingliang, "Come over to me later when I have time." After that, she turned to her office next door.

Zhao Mingliang looked through the glass wall and watched Jian Chu walk away. He leaned forward while sitting at his desk, and said to Wang Zheng under his voice, "I said Zheng, why are you so sincere? People care. You, what are you talking about? Not a big question?"

He slammed the table with iron and steel, "You just want to say that the problem is big! Look at her ex-boyfriend, she fainted inexplicably, and it was so coincidental that when you were injured, he fainted. , I don't know if it was pretended."

"You should also learn from others, when it's critical? She feels distressed when she is weak, you know?"

Wang Zheng sighed imperceptibly, and she felt sorry for him if she had him in her heart, didn't she?

Zhao Mingliang wanted to say something, Wang Zheng flipped through the files in his hand and said, "Go to her, see what you are looking for."

Zhao Mingliang pursed his lips, didn't say anything, got up and went to find Jian Chu next door.

After Jian Chu sat down in his office, Yao Jia followed in and gave her a cup of coffee. By the way, what did she eat at noon, and give her some takeaway.

Jian Chu let her decide, she smiled and nodded out.

Zhao Mingliang came over, stood at the door and knocked on the door. Yao Jia turned and looked at him, and he smiled at her.

Yao Jia also smiled back and walked out from him.

"Come in." Jian Chu bent over to turn on the host computer and straightened up.

Zhao Mingliang turned his head and looked at Yao Jia for a while, then retracted his gaze and walked? Come in and ask with a smile? "What's the matter with me?"

"How much did Wang Zheng spent on this treatment? You count it. I'll report it." Jian Chu's right hand? He is about to heal, and he clicked with the mouse and opened the drawing software. "In addition, recently? He ordered a meal to make up for him."

When Zhao Mingliang heard this, his eyes glowed, and he pulled the chair opposite her and sat down, deliberately joking: "Oh, do you feel so sorry for him?"

He was tempted, but Jian Chu said without distracting thoughts: "After all, it was I who caused him this time."

Zhao Mingliang heard it out, Jian Chu's concern was entirely out of guilt, and there was no other special emotion. It seemed that he was thinking too much, he shrugged, "Okay, I get it."

Two days later, Jian Chu sorted out a box of bags and prepared to send them to a second-hand recycling store for sale.

As soon as she opened the door, she found Liang Jingxing was standing at the door, raising her hand, and was about to knock on the door.

The two people's eyes meet each other, and the action is all a meal.

"Why are you here again?" Jian Chu held the door and frowned.

Her response was obviously not welcoming him, but Liang Jingxing pretended not to see it, and raised his hand, handed a bag of breakfast to her, "have breakfast together?"

"I'm not as leisurely as Mr. Liang." Jian Chu didn't pick up his breakfast, squatted down, and went to hold the box by his feet.

She couldn't use her right hand too hard, Liang Jingxing threw the breakfast on the box, bent down to **** the box from her hand, and hugged it.

"Where? I'll see you off."

Jian Chu straightened up, "Are you sure you want to send me off?"

Liang Jingxing turned around, answered with action instead of action, and went down the steps.

Jian Chu looked at his figure and thought for a while what would he look like if he knew that she would sell the things she gave him, squinted his eyes slightly, backhand? He closed the door behind him.

Don't blame her for being ruthless, he asked for it.

Liang Jingxing’s car stopped at the gate of the community. He put the box in the trunk, took the breakfast, and walked around to the front driving position.

Jian Chu pulled the co-pilot and sat in. After he also sat in, he handed the breakfast to her.

Jian Chu did not eat breakfast yet, originally planned to buy some on the way to the second-hand shop, now that she was in his car, she did not refuse any more, took the breakfast, opened it, and took out a bottle Unscrew the milk and drank two sips.

Liang Jingxing? Started the car, saw that she had two sips of milk, and then took a bite out of a sandwich.

He snorted softly, "It's really small? Conscience."

Jian Chu concentrated on eating, for a moment? Didn’t? He heard clearly, turned around and asked? He, "What did you say?"

Liang Jingxing glanced at her, "Just eat it for myself, regardless of whether I eat it or not."

Jian Chu raised her head and took a sip of milk, "How old are you? I can't eat it myself?".

"How do I eat when I drive?" Liang Jingxing? He turned the steering wheel and glanced at her again, "You can't give me two bites?"

Humph, I knew he had this idea.

"No." Jian Chu ruthlessly threw it to him, and continued to chew on his own sandwich.

Twenty minutes later, the two came to the underground garage of Triumph Metropolitan Mall.

Jian Chu had eaten half of the breakfast, and returned the rest to Liang Jingxing for him to eat.

Liang Jingxing? It is estimated that she was so angry that she stopped eating, got off the car without saying a word, and went around to the trunk to help her move the box out.

Jian Chu thought that he was leaving the box, but he asked, which floor did she go up to.

She was so mad at him on purpose, but he didn't leave yet, which Jian Chu didn't expect.

"Seventh floor." Jian Chu took the lead to the elevator.

Afterwards, the two took the elevator up to the seventh floor, and Jian Chu found the shop that recycles second-hand luxury bags along the corridor.

Liang Jingxing? Before following her in, he raised his eyes and scanned the shop sign, only to know what she was doing with this box of things. He stepped up to keep up with her, "Have you been so struggling in life now?"

Actually come to sell second-hand? Exchange money.

"It's not enough to be tight." Jian Chu led him to the store. "It's just that there are too many things to take up space."

The shop owner was fiddling with a bag on the locker. Jian Chu walked closer, and said, "Hello, boss."

The boss is a woman about 30 or 40 years old, with very heavy makeup, tied with a pony tail. When she looks back, the pony tail flicks.

After all, it’s this kind of business. The female boss saw at a glance that Jian Chu and Liang Jingxing’s clothes were of great value, and their faces were instantly filled with smiles, "Hello."

"How many bags are there on my side, and there are two high-end dresses that I haven't worn, look at it." Jian Chu pointed to the box held by Liang Jingxing next to him.

Liang Jingxing put the box on the display cabinet next to him, the boss took a few steps forward, opened the box, picked up a bag from inside, looked through it, and then looked at the other boxes in the box. Surprised eyebrows raised.

Today this is a big deal!

"Please sit down." The proprietress raised her hand politely, motioned to the rest area next to her, and asked the clerk to pour tea for them, and then took the calculator and prepared to calculate the price for her.

Jian Chu moved to the rest area, but Liang Jingxing stood still, frowning slightly, pulling through the box and carefully flipping through the contents.

No wonder he felt familiar, he turned his head and asked? Jian Chu, "Isn't these what I gave you?"

Jian Chu just sat down on one of the single sofas and raised his head when he heard the words, "Yes."

Liang Jingxing? Unbelievable, "You sell the things I gave you?!"

The clerk brought the tea, Jian Chu thanked him, took a sip, and said calmly: "You said you gave it to me. Since it has been given to me, it is mine. , What should I do, it’s not my business?"

"Furthermore." Jian Chu put down the cup, raised his eyes to Liang Jingxing's gaze, "Why are you packing them all to Nancheng? Don't you want to see anything related to me?"

She chuckled, "What are you pretending to me now?"

The author has something to say: Mr. Liang: I am angry and dare not say anything.