The atmosphere froze for a moment.
Jian Luo looked at Lu Shifeng's face, which darkened in an instant, and stammered, "Is it possible, isn't it possible?"
Lu Shifeng was so angry that he almost suffocated. He raised his eyebrows: "Do you think I'm short of brothers?"
“…”
Don't think so.
Jian Luo's usually not very bright brain started to work. First of all, Brother Long's invitation to him to join the family tree probably meant to register him as a member of the Dragon Clan.
The meaning is very simple. It may be because he is considering that he will have a child soon. Although he will most likely not raise the child by himself in the future, he will always have the right to visit the child. If the child knows that he is just an ordinary human being, it would be somewhat inappropriate.
Jian Luo's eyes widened: "Could it be that, Brother Long, you mean..."
Lu Shifeng's expression turned from gloomy to bright. After realizing that Jian Luo had successfully understood his intention, a rare look of unnaturalness appeared on his handsome face. Although the Marshal was used to big scenes, if he really wanted to say it, this kind of confession was the first time in his life.
Jian Luo sat up and coughed lightly: "I agree with this matter."
Lu Shifeng was delighted.
"It's not good to have a dependent relationship with you. Are you going to give me an independent household registration?" Jian Luo asked again: "If I move my household registration out, will it affect my mother and brother? If I become a member of the Dragon Clan in the future, can I still live in Anleyuan? After becoming a Dragon Clan member, can I visit my children?"
“…”
For some reason, Lu Shifeng felt a little depressed.
As a man who was used to receiving confessions and love letters, Lu Shifeng Longsheng's first confession was a complete failure. The other party did not understand what he meant, which probably meant that it was meaningless.
Lu Shifeng said: "Jian Luo."
Jian Luo waited for a while, but received no reply: "Brother Long?"
Lu Shifeng raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Have you never thought that I would marry you and include you in the family tree?"
…
There was a moment of silence in the air.
Jian Luo sat on the sofa, feeling his blood curdle. He smiled and said, "Stop joking."
Lu Shifeng's tall figure brought a strong sense of oppression. He said, "You know I never joke."
"this……"
Jian Luo's mind raced, and he instantly recalled his previous worries. So, he said tentatively, "I've thought about it."
Lu Shifeng was looking forward to it: "Then what?"
"I told you the answer." Jian Luo sighed: "I don't need you to do this."
Yes, it is true that he likes Lu Shifeng, but he does not need the Marshal to be responsible for him. The love of adults is probably about being happy together. He is an ordinary human being, but he also wants love. He does not want the Marshal to be with him just for the sake of being with him, rather than being with him just for the sake of being with him.
…
Lu Shifeng's day was full of ups and downs.
First I was rejected, then I thought there was hope, and then I was rejected again.
He understood that not only was Jian Luo not interested in him, she had no interest in the dragon clan at all. It seemed that he had thought everything too simply, and Secretary Jin's crappy advice was completely useless.
Perhaps, Jian Luo actually doesn’t dislike the dragon clan’s household registration, he just likes something else?
It is true that the Dragon Clan is the most powerful noble family on Dark Star, but there is more than just this one family. For example, there is that stingy Pixiu, that nerdy Phoenix, and the little emperor who always looks like he is still breastfeeding.
Thinking of this, Lu Shifeng asked a key question: "What do you think of Nie Yan?"
Jian Luo was stunned: "That's great, the boss is very smart."
Lu Shifeng's heart choked: "What about Zhan Wentai?"
"The teacher is very smart and nice."
"Where's the Emperor?"
"Your Majesty is very cute. I like him very much."
“…”
The room was silent.
The Marshal had never felt so proud of himself. He gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to ask, "What about me?"
Jian Luo said straightforwardly: "I like you, too."
…
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Shifeng, who was on the verge of murderous intent, suddenly lost all his arrogance. His blood-red eyes deepened in color, and the joy in his heart also surged. Lu Shifeng's voice became a little hoarse: "Really?"
The two people were very close to each other, and Jian Luo looked into his eyes. For a moment, he seemed to be able to see some strong emotions in those eyes, and this emotion made him feel dangerous and made him subconsciously want to escape, but - it was not disgusting.
Jian Luo's heartbeat inexplicably quickened, his ears flushed red, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito's: "Hmm."
Lu Shifeng paused, then curled his lips and smiled: "Is it the favorite among them?"
This smile is truly captivating. The Marshal's facial features and appearance are perfect. Unlike my handsomeness, he has hard facial features, starry eyes and sword-like eyebrows. When he is not smiling, he gives people a sense of distance, making people dare not look directly at him. When he smiles, it is as if a sharp sword is sheathed, making it impossible to look away.
Jian Luo was stunned.
A beauty lover couldn't resist such a great temptation, so without even thinking, he nodded: "Yes."
Lu Shifeng's smile deepened, and his voice was full of kindness, as if he was still saying, "Be good."
Never mind, don't be impatient.
This person is his, and the child in the belly is also his, so sooner or later it will be his.
…
The next day.
Today is the day when Jian Luo goes to discuss business with the elves.
Originally, Lu Shifeng suggested to him that if he wanted to do this business, he could discuss it with the Elf King and use formal supply channels. Originally, due to the rampant interstellar pirates this year, the elves' trade was very poor. If they wanted to negotiate at this time, it would probably be easy.
Jian Luo thought it was okay.
So Lu Shifeng made an appointment with the Minister of Finance to meet. In order to make it more formal, Jian Luo decided to change into something a little more formal.
Secretary Jin picked out one for him: "This one? It's black and very formal."
"It was just a black T-shirt."
"Okay, then this one, the long gown, looks very formal."
“It’s just a long T-shirt…”
Secretary Jin choked up: "Luoluo, it seems all your clothes are of this style."
Jian Luo also discovered that he had been wearing large and loose clothes since he became pregnant, and it was almost impossible to find any changes in the styles. He originally thought that he would not need them much, but who knew that the slap in the face always came so suddenly and was so difficult to cope with.
Just when Jian Luo was in a dilemma, Secretary Jin's eyes lit up: "This is a good one!"
Jian Luo said: "Which one?"
Secretary Jin pointed to the last item on the shelf and said, "These two."
Jian Luo jumped down from the bed, took a closer look, and found that one of the robes was a silver-white robe. The robe was long, but not cumbersome. There was a silver chain and white phoenix flower embellishment on the waist. The texture of the fabric was delicate and smooth, and the whole body seemed to emit a little divine light. This was the work clothes of Phoenix Station, given to him by Zhan Wentai.
Jian Luo touched his chin: "Not bad!"
Secretary Jin pointed to another one and said, "This one is good too."
Jian Luo looked away again and found that it was a golden dress, long pants and a long shirt. The pattern on it was pure gold, shining brightly under the light. It had the air of a nouveau riche at first glance. If he remembered correctly, this should be the moonlit work clothes.
Jian Luo thought for a moment and said, "I'd better wear this white one. I think it suits me better with the elves."
Secretary Jin reminded him: "Moon-colored clothes represent wealth. We are discussing business, so we need to show our strength!"
Jian Luo's eyes lit up: "You make sense!"
Under Secretary Jin's brainwashing, Jian Luo went into the room and changed his clothes. After putting on the golden clothes, he felt completely different and more imposing. Jian Luo said, "I feel like I'm full of the power of money now."
Secretary Jin gave full affirmation: "Luoluo, I think you are invincible now!"
After some encouragement from the two people, Jian Luo finally got on the car to meet the Minister of Finance. After arriving at the palace, she unexpectedly met Lu Shifeng. From a distance, the Marshal's eyes fell on her clothes, and his eyes were very sharp.
Jian Luo greeted him: "Hi."
Lu Shifeng strode over and asked: "Where did you get the clothes?"
"My boss gave it to me when I was working at Yuese." Jane turned around in front of him, her pretty face full of smiles: "How is it? Is it okay?"
…
Lu Shifeng opened his thin lips lightly: "Ugly."
Jian Luo choked, he glared at Lu Shifeng fiercely, and secretly decided in his heart not to talk to him today!
Lu Shifeng said again: "To discuss business?"
Jian Luo maintained her composure, nodded, but said nothing.
"I'll go with you." Lu Shifeng said, "Let's go."
Jian Luo raised his noble head: "No, I can do it myself."
Lu Shifeng paused and raised his eyebrows: "Talking about profits will involve the interest rates between different planets. Are you good at math?"
Jian Luo quickly grabbed the corner of his clothes: "...Let's go together."
Across the corridor is the meeting hall. The elves have one thing in common, that is, they are naturally beautiful. Since coming here, Jian Luo has basically never seen an ugly elf.
The elf minister looked quite mature. When he saw them coming, he stood up and said, "Hello, I'm Ding Bo, the person in charge of negotiations. Hello, Marshal, hello, Mr. Jian!"
His gaze lingered on Jian Luo's clothes for a while.
Jian Luo also extended his hand to shake hands: "Hello, I'm Jian Luo, I'm here to discuss cooperation with you."
"I understand. I've already informed you." The elven minister said, "Let's discuss the profit sharing regarding the dried fruit."
Jian Luo: "Okay."
The two of them negotiated for a while. The general selling price on the market was 0.5 star coins, and the wholesale price was 30 star coins per catty. The split was 6:4, and Jian Luo took 6.
After the negotiation was concluded, the elven minister shook hands with him again and said, "It is a pleasure to cooperate with Yuese."
Jian Luo smiled.
"It's not easy to impress Mr. Nie," the minister said. "We never thought we could work with Mr. Nie. We are truly honored to have this opportunity. I hope you can give my regards to him. We will cooperate with all subsequent matters."
Jian Luo said, "...you'd better not be too happy too soon. I can't guarantee that Mr. Nie will agree. I'm still in the negotiation stage with him."
As a person, you should be pragmatic and not give others hope easily.
The minister was stunned and hesitated, "You may not agree?"
Seeing him so surprised, Jian Luo simply asked, "What's wrong?"
"Aren't you his full representative?"
"You misunderstood."
"I'm not mistaken." The minister pointed at his clothes and said, "This dress can only be worn by the Pixiu clan. It is blessed with the Pixiu's divine power. Even the most skilled counterfeiters cannot imitate this aura. The Pixiu clan has the right to execute first and report later. They can access Star Essence from any Moonlit business in the universe."
Jian Luo choked up: "A relative of Pixiu? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that I'm a human."
The Elf Minister was also confused. He asked, "Isn't the baby you are carrying Mr. Nie's child?"
“…”
Jian Luo glanced at Lu Shifeng, whose face gradually darkened, and gradually felt pressured.
Big misunderstanding, brother.
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