“Beep, beep, beep…”
"What are you mumbling about?"
"Sister Chen just hung up the phone, it's just beeping!"
“…”
"I usually dress like a high school student?"
Feng Xiaoyun didn't say anything, but just opened his phone and showed Yan Zi some pictures of middle school students.
A white shirt, sweatpants, and a pair of sneakers.
This is the outfit Yan Zi wears most often, and she also wore it when she went to Tianfeng Entertainment for a signing ceremony yesterday. However, she is tall enough, has good looks, and a good figure, so this outfit makes her legs look longer. Maybe this is the only difference between her and those high school students.
“…” Yan Zi was speechless again.
"Pop!" He closed the door and said, "Wait for me to change my clothes."
More than ten minutes later, Yan Zi had changed her clothes. Instead of wearing her favorite white shirt and sweatpants, she wore a puff-sleeved T-shirt and a floral skirt, with a pair of black leather shoes on her feet.
The white lotus-like calves exposed under the skirt made Feng Xiaoyun dizzy.
"How's it going? Don't look like a high school student anymore?"
"No, it looks like junior high school."
"roll!"
The two went downstairs.
Feng Xiaoyun asked, "How is it? Is the rice porridge just now okay?" He called the chef of Xihe Building last night and asked him to prepare the rice porridge specially this morning and then have someone deliver it. He went downstairs to get it early in the morning.
"Rice porridge is just like that!" Yan Zi said stubbornly, but when he thought of the rice porridge and the two side dishes, he felt his mouth start to water again.
Feng Xiaoyun didn't say anything, but just called a taxi with his mobile phone, sat in the passenger seat and started chatting with the driver about all sorts of things.
Yan Zi listened to the two people talking about particle collisions, the recent economic recession in the United States, and then about the pollution in the North Sea and the rising prices of eggs.
I don’t know why Feng Xiaoyun talks so much in a day, and he has a special ability, which is that he can chat with anyone.
Even if you just meet a private car driver once, you can chat with him like an old friend.
The two were excitedly talking about the Inca locust plague that entered China and was swept away by an army of three million chickens and ducks. They had arrived at their destination.
"Thank you, Master. Don't worry, I'll definitely give you a five-star review. We'll continue our conversation next time!"
Yan Zi got out of the car speechless. He said he would continue the conversation next time. A private car like this in Jiangdu would cost at least 8,000 yuan, if not 10,000 yuan. He looked at the building in front of him and the four big words "Qiansheng Building" on it.
"Feng Xiaoyun, why are you here?"
"Aren't we out here shopping for clothes today?"
"I want to buy clothes. Isn't Qiansheng Building the most famous shopping mall in Jiangdu?"
"It's the most famous and the most expensive." Yan Zi turned around and tried to leave. "I can't afford the clothes here. I heard other girls say when I was in school that many of the clothes here cost five figures. I'm a small artist who doesn't make a penny, so I can't afford it now."
"No, don't go." Feng Xiaoyun quickly grabbed Yan Zi and said, "How about I just lend it to you? You can use my credit card and pay me back when you make money from your single releases?"
"Not really. You're just my assistant, why should I borrow money from you? Besides, my spending philosophy is to spend as much as I earn. I won't spend anything beyond my means just for something."
"Okay, okay, since we're here, why not go in and take a look? You can just try them on without buying anything. It's free." Feng Xiaoyun lowered his voice and whispered like a thief, "I know a shop that specializes in replicas of these big-name brands. They look almost the same as the real thing. If you try them on now, I'll take a picture and ask them to make you an exact replica. How about that?"
"It's not that great. If I can't afford it, I won't wear it. Why would I wear a knockoff? Wouldn't that infringe on the original's intellectual property rights?"
"Okay, okay!" Feng Xiaoyun said, defeated. "Then why don't we go in and get a glass of water? They have a famous dessert shop on the first floor. Their brown sugar shaved ice is super delicious. 30 yuan per person, that's affordable, right? Look, I've been talking the whole time and I'm dying of thirst. As the boss, can't you have some pity on your employees?"
Yan Zi looked at Feng Xiaoyun pretending to beg, and felt both angry and amused.
"Go away, you're still thirsty? I saw you just got in the car and started chatting with the driver about all sorts of things. Your mouth was like a machine gun and never stopped. How could you not be thirsty?"
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