Chapter 12: Pick you up for a date
Gong Huai couldn't accept it.
When he thought that Xiao Tu Ya was scolding him simply, thoroughly, and sincerely, and not playing hard to get, he felt so stupid.
It seems that Ning Zhiran really doesn't like him.
But, even if I don’t like it, I don’t like it.
I definitely care.
In a 24-hour day, excluding the eight hours spent sleeping, that person would spend at least half of that time cursing him. With that kind of intensity and persistence, who would believe him if he said he didn't care?
As soon as I add him on WeChat, I click in to check his circle of friends. If this isn’t caring, then what is?
Gong Huai considers himself to be a very rebellious person.
Everyone thought he would have a great time.
He refused.
His mother advised him to bring a girlfriend home.
He refused.
His father said, "Just study casually in college."
He refused.
His family told him not to be too conspicuous when he was outside.
He refused.
Gong Huai never conformed to the world; the world had to learn to adapt to him. Therefore, Ning Zhiran couldn't be that exception.
Ning Zhiran must like him.
Any kind of liking is fine.
He, Gong Huai, never makes fun of anyone.
Ning Zhiran didn't know that Gong Huai had turned himself into a joke.
He just felt that Gong Huai had become very strange since the day he added him on WeChat.
These past two days, during daytime classes, Gong Huai either sat in the front row or in the back row.
After school, Gong Huai’s WeChat kept ringing like a death message.
Gong Gou: Which font is suitable for this page of PPT?
Gong Gou: I tried a black and white color scheme, but it didn’t look refreshing enough.
Gong Gou: classmate.
Palace Dog: Hi
Gong Gou: Take a look at the general direction I’m planning.
Gong Gou: Why don’t you reply to me?
Ning Zhiran: “…”
……elder brother.
This is a ten-minute classroom presentation, not a bid. Calm down.
Ning Zhiran finally couldn't stand it anymore:
Rabbit Teeth: You decide, I trust your aesthetic taste
Rabbit Tooth: I have a paper due here, so I don’t have time to check my phone and can’t reply to messages in time.
Gong Gou: Okay.
Rabbit Teeth: Come on, go go go
Gong Gou: You go ahead and do your work first.
Ning Zhiran breathed a sigh of relief, finally seeing the big Buddha off. He was now regretting it to death, why had he been so obsessed with finding such a troublesome person?
He turned on the kitchen faucet, took a sip of water, heated up the pot, and started cooking dinner. Just as the food was in the pot, a private message came from the Yesheng platform.
G: What are you doing?
Ning Zhiran held the rice shovel in one hand and replied with the other hand:
Ningning: I'm cooking, boss (rubbing face.jpg)
G: Quite relaxing.
Ning Ning: Yes! I have finished all my homework, I feel good. Boss, please remember to come to the live broadcast later.
Gong Huai narrowed his eyes.
Sure enough, Ning Zhiran’s so-called deadline was just an excuse for not wanting to pay attention to him.
...He just knew it.
G: Oh.
G: Got it.
Ningning: Boss, Gong Gou has been acting weird lately.
Ningning: This guy keeps sending me WeChat messages for no reason. I can’t stand it anymore. I can only lie to him and say I need to write a paper. That’s how I can get away with it. (tearful rabbit head.jpg)
Gong Huai sneered and held the phone tightly.
If cowardice had a sound, his ears would have been deafened by now.
Cunning Rabbit Tooth. He usually appears to be so warm and affable, but behind the scenes he has this side.
This kind of person is suitable to be severely educated.
Gong Huai analyzed it carefully and felt that no matter how he thought about it, if he wanted Ning Zhiran to change his mind about him, sending a message to Ning Zhiran was not enough.
He had to close the distance, create more contact, and make it impossible for Ning Zhiran to refuse.
Gong Huai cut out "Night Sound", opened WeChat, and typed a few lines.
Palace Dog: Finn, I'm sorry to bother you while you're writing your paper.
Gong Gou: I was just thinking about the direction of the PPT again. We might need to discuss the topic. I don't have classes tomorrow, Saturday. When are you free?
Ning Zhiran was furious when he saw the news. Why was this person still haunting him? And why was he even taking up his precious weekend?
Rabbit Teeth: Where to Find Them
Gong Gou: School, or a place to drink coffee, it’s all fine.
Rabbit Teeth: My home is in the suburbs, it's too inconvenient to go out
Gong Huai thought, it doesn’t matter, he has a way to deal with it.
He typed:
Gong Gou: Give me the location of your home.
Gong Gou: I’ll pick you up tomorrow.
Ning Zhiran looked at the phone and said, "Huh?"
No, isn't this the kind of thing a man would say when picking up his date on a date? How could a classmate pick up a classmate? What kind of thing is that? This is so weird!
He gritted his teeth and typed the following line:
Rabbit Teeth: I think once you have decided on the direction, just send it to me for a quick look. I may not have time tomorrow.
As soon as the message was sent, "Palace Dog" actually initiated a voice call request:
"My family is calling, answer the phone. My family is calling, answer the phone—"
Ahhh, so clingy!
Ning Zhiran took a deep breath, suppressed her temper, put on a smile, and answered the call: "Hello? Gong, what's wrong?"
"Call me Gong Huai."
"...Okay, Gong Huai." Ning Zhiran grinned through gritted teeth. "I think, regarding our presentation this time, since you said you're in charge, then you should keep your word and be more responsible. As for my side, I'll just help you check it out."
Gong Huai said calmly: "I just want you to check it out."
"I don't like to leave any blind spots in my work. I want to get an A+ in this class. Finn, you should care about your grades too."
"So I think we need to touch base."
Ning Zhiran's forehead was throbbing. You big idiot, you still want an A+?
But since he had said so much, refusing would only make him seem unfriendly. He could only say, "Okay, I can be there tomorrow at 10 o'clock."
Gong Huai: "I'll pick you up tomorrow."
"No, no, no!" Ning Zhiran quickly refused, "Just book a place."
"I'll pick you up. Send me the location. That's it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.
Ning Zhiran stared at the screen: "..."
No, why would this person act first and report later?
Ning Zhiran was going crazy thinking about sitting in the same car with Gong Huai tomorrow. What if Gong Huai drove a Lamborghini, a Rolls-Royce, a Ferrari...any of them would make him jealous to the point of hurting himself.
But it seems that there is no room for refusal.
Ning Zhiran suppressed her reluctance and silently sent her home location.
Gong Huai replied immediately.
Gong Gou: See you tomorrow.
Ning Zhiran resisted the urge to scold him, and perfunctorily picked an emoticon and replied.
...It really feels like a home invasion.
Gong Huai received Ning Zhiran's emoticon package and carefully analyzed the emotions behind it. Then he went to the cloakroom and picked out the clothes he would wear tomorrow.
He stood in front of a row of clothes racks, slowly scanning the entire row of Chanel, Prada, and Tom Ford, and his eyes finally fell on a black Rick Owen jacket.
Just as he was about to pick it up, he suddenly remembered that Ning Zhiran had scolded him, saying that he only knew how to wear black all year round.
“…”
Gong Huai turned his hand and picked out two light-colored Brunello Cucinelli pieces.
After I prepared my outfit for tomorrow, Ning Zhiran’s live broadcast notification popped up.
It’s okay. Even though I cheated myself, I still kept busy with work. I’m a career-minded person, which is pretty good.
Gong Huai clicked in with an aura, like a lion patrolling his own territory.
Ning Zhiran was overjoyed when she saw G come in: "Boss, you're here. You're really on time tonight. I'm so touched."
It's okay. I hope you'll be touched by it later.
Gong Huai leaned against the head of the bed, staring at the scattered cheap gifts filling the screen in the live broadcast room, and suddenly remembered something.
Since Little Rabbit Teeth is so short of money, he'll probably be livestreaming all day this weekend. If he asks someone out on a date tomorrow, won't that delay their money?
Gong Huai frowned, thought about it, and directly opened the gift panel and bought two sets of carnivals, a set of galaxy towers, ten carrot rockets, and a special effects little pink car.
The total amount is just over 10,000 yuan.
Even if it is, compensation for lost work time.
Give him some more tomorrow.
When Ning Zhiran saw the special effects of the gift string, she excitedly exclaimed.
"Wow?? Thank you for the gift, Boss! Boss G is so generous, Boss G is so warm and thoughtful. I wish my Boss G a happy day. How can there be someone like you? You're so kind."
Gong Huai thought, this string of words was like a jingle, seemingly expressing gratitude, but how much of it was sincere?
The acting is not sincere.
But he's willing to take care of me...
Gong Huai looked at the screen with no expression, but the tail behind him was already wagging.
[G: Go to bed early.]
[G: I'm going to sleep.]
Ning Zhiran was stunned: "Boss G went to bed so early today."
Gong Huai didn't reply and locked his phone.
We meet tomorrow, I need to be in good shape, dark circles are not acceptable.
After all, he wanted to teach Little Rabbit some lessons.
…
Ning Zhiran ended the broadcast at twelve o'clock.
Anyway, apart from G, there are no other powerful bosses showing up, so he might as well end the live broadcast early, gather his strength, and prepare for tomorrow's battle.
The next day was the weekend, but he didn't sleep in.
Ning Zhiran woke up at seven in the morning, washed her face, and stood by the window for two minutes with a cup of hot milk in her hand. After finishing her meal, she dug out a pile of her old clothes from the closet.
Some of them have shrunk, some have pilled from excessive washing, but they are all still clean.
He sorted out the items that could be donated, put them in a large black garbage bag, carried them downstairs, and prepared to take them to the used clothes donation box near his home to accumulate merit.
Two blocks away is a clothing donation box, a green metal bucket, which is a donation station set up by a nearby church.
Even though my father doesn't love me and my mother doesn't care about me, this world still needs more love.
As I reached the intersection, my phone vibrated.
Gong Gou: Are you awake?
Ning Zhiran really couldn't understand this person. Why post this so early in the morning? As a classmate, he really had no sense of boundaries.
Rabbit Teeth: Yeah
He had just turned his phone to silent mode and put it back in his pocket, not noticing at all that there was a homeless person sitting on a bench by the roadside, staring at him and even following him.
Ning Zhiran was humming a little tune and didn't notice the homeless man. He crossed the road with a bulging garbage bag and walked to the donation box.
He picked up the bag, stuffed it into the green metal box with some effort, clapped his hands, and stood up straight.
Today is also a day of merit +1.
Hope this helps others.
Ning Zhiran pulled the hood string of her sweatshirt, tilted her head back slightly, basked in the sun for a while, and was about to take out her cell phone to check the time.
As a result, when I opened my phone, I saw many unread messages from Gong Gou.
Gong Gou: I'm going to buy coffee, would you like a cup?
Gong Gou: Have you had breakfast?
Gong Gou: I haven’t eaten yet. Come have dinner with me first.
Ning Zhiran: “…”
Why is this guy so hesitant? If someone didn't know, seeing this chat log, they would think they were going on a date!
Ning Zhiran was a little annoyed.
He chose to read it but not reply, and locked his phone. Then another message popped up:
Palace Dog: Finn, I know you saw the news.
Ning Zhiran: ???
His scalp tightened and he felt a cold wind blowing from behind.
Ning Zhiran typed quickly.
Rabbit Teeth: What does it mean?
To his surprise, Gong Huai called him. Ning Zhiran's hand trembled as he clicked the call.
"Hello?"
"Finn."
Gong Huai's voice sounded quite serious, which made Ning Zhiran's heart skip a beat for some reason.
"Don't move." Gong Huai said.
Ning Zhiran froze in place, holding the phone, a little confused: "Huh? What's going on?"
"Turn back."
Ning Zhiran looked back blankly.
The sunlight was a little dazzling, and he squinted subconsciously.
Then, he saw it.
A white Rolls-Royce Shining was parked on the side of the road, its door half open. Gong Huai leaned against the car, his long legs crossed, looking at him lazily, shaking a glass of iced American coffee in his hand.
The man was wearing a light grey and white casual outfit. He was not carrying any Hermès bags or wearing any famous watches. His well-tied hair was slightly messed up by the wind, but it made him look even more handsome and flamboyant.
"I don't know what you like to drink, so I bought you an American coffee." Gong Huai said while holding the phone.
Ning Zhiran was stunned for two seconds before reacting. No, how long had this person been watching here?
"...Why are you here?" His voice suddenly became softer, and he even sounded a little panicked.
Gong Huai said calmly: "I'll pick you up."
Come to pick you up for a date. He thought to himself.
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