Chapter 14: I also like the unique taste of Jinjiang novel reading. ...

Shi Jing took a taxi and went to the agent to cancel the house he had just booked.

After coming back and standing at the door for a long time, he thought about whether the whole thing was too ridiculous. Shi Jing pressed his fingerprint and pushed the door open.

It was indeed built according to his requirements, a three-story villa, facing north and south, with a rooftop terrace and an elevator.

The interior decoration is not as exaggerated and luxurious as the base. It is slightly simpler, but also very stylish. You can tell that it was designed by someone.

Basically all you see are smart homes.

Shi Jing took a quick look and walked towards the e-sports room.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he was stunned.

On the table are his peripherals.

These were not the ones he bought later at SFD, but "his", the ones he customized as Zeit, which was the complete set he had seen in Lu Zhiye's room.

It's easy to guess who put it here.

Shi Jing felt a slight strangeness in his heart, and suddenly his nose wrinkled as he smelled a familiar smell.

Mint and pine.

The smell on Lu Zhiye.

Following the source of the smell, Shi Jing turned his head and met the eyes of a bottle of incense on the corner of the table.

There was also a very familiar looking grey fabric draped over it.

It was the blanket he had covered himself with all night in the infirmary.

Shi Jing: “…”

wrong.

Shi Jing suddenly remembered that something was missing.

His team uniform.

Lu Zhiye returned these peripherals to him, but where is the team uniform?

Those were the clothes he wore.

“…”

Is Lu Zhiye really a pervert?

Shi Jing was on his way to settle a score with someone when he bumped into a fat manager who looked worried.

The fat manager looked at him and said, "Sweetheart, are you really planning to give up esports?"

Shi Jing: “?”

"Ah." The fat manager sighed. "Although being a security guard in the residential complex across the street is an easy job and the monthly salary is about this amount, you're still young, so you should try your best."

Shi Jing: “…”

Shi Jing added Matt's name to the Dark Shark list.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the fat manager tried to persuade him: "If it really doesn't work out, you can wait and see after the competition. If you don't get a ranking, it won't be too late for you to come back and work as a security guard."

"Do you think what I said makes sense?"

Shi Jing saw Lu Zhiye enter the meeting room behind the fat manager out of the corner of his eye.

An idea struck him.

"That doesn't make sense." Shi Jing said.

The fat manager, who had almost convinced himself, said: "? How can it not make sense?"

Shi Jing: "Do you look down on security guards?"

The fat manager was silent for two seconds: "That's not the case, it's just... security is a service industry..."

"What's wrong with the service industry? I just like working in the service industry." Shi Jing glanced at him and said, "I'm a security guard in the villa area. The tips I get for parking are more than your monthly salary."

Fat manager: “…”

Can you help people park their cars?

He wouldn't be surprised if Shi Jing was reported for insulting the owner one day.

But the fat manager moved his mouth but didn't dare to say anything.

"So..." the fat manager asked tentatively, "Are you going to...?"

Shi Jing: "Looking for Lu Zhiye."

"Oh, you're looking for Xiao Lu. Why didn't you tell me earlier? Xiao Lu was just here... Hey! Why are you running so fast? That's the meeting room!"

Shi Jing ignored the calls from behind and pushed the door open and walked into the meeting room.

The door hit the soft strip on the wall with a bang, and everyone sitting in the conference room turned their heads at the same time.

Shi Jing paused and walked towards the person on the far left.

Lu Zhiye looked up from the game data on the tablet.

"..." Shi Jing looked at him for a few seconds, "Give me back my clothes."

Lu Zhiye blinked slowly: "What clothes?"

Shi Jing: “?”

Shi Jing lowered his voice: "What clothes are you talking about...my..."

It was rare enough for a young trainee to come to the conference room to find Lu Zhiye. The few words he said aroused everyone's curiosity when heard by the other people in the conference room.

Facing the vague gazes from the people around him, Shi Jing suspected that Lu Zhiye did it on purpose.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You returned my peripherals to me, but where's my team uniform?"

Lu Zhiye frowned slightly.

Shi Jing thought he would deny that he had placed the peripherals in the villa, but he said, "The team uniforms are Zeit's."

Shi Jing: “?”

Lu Zhiye added: "You said you are not Zeit."

Shi Jing: “…”

I'm not Zeit, you want to give me all the keyboard, mouse and peripherals?

The two spoke in low voices, barely audible to each other. The others couldn't make out their specific words, only seeing that after a few words, the aggressive young trainee was frustrated, and then even angrier.

Jiang Yuan, who was on the other side of the conference table, wished he could stretch his neck like a giraffe.

"Sweetheart!" The fat manager ran over with a beaming smile. "Sweetheart, hey, look, you and Xiao Lu agreed to sign a contract and come to our club, but you didn't even tell me? You even lied to me about being a security guard. We're having a meeting, why don't you come and sit down and listen... What's going on?"

No one paid any attention to him.

"You..." Shi Jing clenched his fists at his sides, unable to bear the impact of being affected in front of so many people, "Come out!"

Jiang Yuan was stunned. Their Brother Lu actually followed the young trainee out.

He and Song Jiahang exchanged glances, asking with their eyes, "What's wrong with my brother?"

Song Jiahang replied with his eyes: "I don't know."

Jiang Yuan was curious: "Isn't he a fan of Brother Lu? Why does he seem to be on bad terms with Brother Lu?"

Song Jiahang shrugged.

Across the wall, Shi Jing confronted Lu Zhiye: "Are you fucking sick? That's the team uniform I wore."

There's more than one.

Spring and summer styles, autumn and winter styles, linings, jackets, and trousers.

"Yeah." Lu Zhiye said.

Shi Jing: “?”

Shi Jing: "Do you like picking up other people's used clothes?"

Lu Zhiye lowered his eyes: "Don't you know?"

Shi Jing: "Know what?"

"I have a cross-dressing fetish." Lu Zhiye said.

Shi Jing: “?”

"But what you said last time wasn't entirely true," he said. "I don't like wearing other people's clothes."

Shi Jing: “?”

Lu Zhiye: "I only wear clothes that have been worn by people I like."

Shi Jing: “?”

Shi Jing turned this sentence over in his mind twice, and realized what it meant, and almost blushed.

His ability to scold people was completely useless at this moment. After holding it in for a long time, he could only manage to say, "Don't you find it tasteful?"

Lu Zhiye stared at the top of the person's head for half a second, then said, "I like the taste, too."

“…”

After Lu Zhiye finished speaking, he pushed the door and entered the conference room.

"Sweetheart?" the chubby manager called out, looking through the crack in the door. "Come in quickly! We're having a meeting, so I'd like to introduce everyone!"

A century later.

Everyone in the conference room saw Shi Jing walk in with a stiff body.

He stood at the conference table for a few seconds.

Walk to the seat farthest away from Lu Zhiye on the other side of the diagonal line.

He pulled out the chair heavily and sat down, supporting his head with one hand.

The tip of the ear that showed through the fingers was red.

Jiang Yuan: “?”

The author has something to say:

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Lu Zhiye: I like the original flavor better.

Mom! There's a pervert!

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Thanks to my wives for the nutrient solution and Lei, thank you for your support~