Chapter 11 I Want to Buy, Buy, Buy (2)
"I've eaten on the plane, and it's only an hour's flight back to Qingyuan." Zhuang Mingxu asked his assistant to buy the ticket and returned to the waiting room. "Xiao Yi, did something happen?" He remembered that there seemed to be several calls from Ji Heng when he turned on the phone. Combined with Ji Jin's birthday party today, "Did Ji Jin and the others bully you?"
"No." Lu Weiyi didn't want to dwell on this issue any further, and said, "Go buy a backpack, a big one, now."
"Hmm?" Zhuang Mingxu felt like he was hallucinating.
Lu Weiyi couldn't tell the reason, so he didn't explain, "Buy some instant noodles, ham, braised eggs, chicken legs, bread, biscuits, eight-treasure porridge, candy, and chocolate."
Zhuang Mingxu was just feeling confused when he heard someone on the other end of the phone say, "Sir, a total of 132 burgers, 63 pairs of grilled wings, and 42 pairs of spicy wings..."
Before the man could finish, Lu Weiyi interrupted him and said, "Give me the order and swipe the card." Then he continued, "Buy some more water. Take as much as you can. The more the better."
"Xiaoyi, what's wrong?" Zhuang Mingxu noticed something was wrong.
"Go buy it first, and call me when you come back, and we'll watch a movie together." Lu Weiyi hung up the phone directly, asked the KFC waiter to put all the packed items into the car, and checked the next fast food restaurant on the map.
Zhuang Mingxu held the phone and tapped the handrail, thinking about what Lu Weiyi had just said. At the same time, he called Ji Heng and learned that Lu Weiyi had sold his company shares and only exchanged them for a few sets of jewelry. If he said that he had feelings for those jewelry, it must be false, otherwise he would have found a way to get them all these years. Why?
Zhuang Mingxu was a little confused.
He couldn't figure it out, but it didn't stop him from doing it. To him, no matter it was a prank or serious, it was just buying some things. It was not a big deal. There was no need to affect his fragile relationship with Lu Weiyi.
He finished everything in more than ten minutes. He sat in the waiting room again with a bulging outdoor backpack. Before calling Lu Weiyi via video, he first called Lu Weiyi's bodyguard and asked him to rush from Qingyuan to Wutong City immediately.
At this time, Lu Weiyi had just bought a tablet and downloaded a map. He wanted to take a close look at the road from Qingyuan Airport to home to see where there were open areas that would be suitable for taking shelter from a major earthquake.
"You're not at home?" Lu Weiyi was obviously outside in the video.
"Yes, in the restaurant." Lu Weiyi turned the camera. He had not had time to eat dinner at this time. At the same time, he said to the restaurant manager beside him, "Steamed spareribs with black pepper and black beans, rice rolls, steamed chicken feet, fried egg and shrimp balls, Cantonese egg tarts, Cantonese lotus root cakes, radish cakes, that's all." After watching the manager finish ordering the dishes, he continued, "Roasted suckling pig, Wenchang chicken, Dragon King's Night Banquet,..."
He read out a row of dish names, and when the manager beside him was a little doubtful that he would say he didn't want any of them in the end, he asked, "How much stock do you have left? I want all of it. Pack them up and make them now." As he said that, he put a card on the table, motioning him to leave, and then looked at Zhuang Mingxu.
"Xiaoyi, what are you doing?"
"Collect food," Lu Weiyi replied.
collect? ? ?
Zhuang Mingxu didn't know if it was because he used the wrong words or for some other reason, but he sensed an inexplicable sense of crisis in these two words. He didn't know if Lu Weiyi was hinting at something.
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