Chapter 14
There was no air conditioning in the car, but it was starting to feel a bit hot.
Even Shen Che, who was sitting in the driver's seat, felt a little agitated. He was embarrassed. He felt that he shouldn't be driving here. He should leave, or jump out of the car.
Wei Ge's face suddenly turned red, and he first glanced at the only "outsider" in the car.
The two looked at each other, and the situation became even more awkward.
Wei Ge turned his head and said in a low voice, "Thank you...thank you."
"No need." Xing Zhao didn't think there was anything wrong. Isn't it his duty to take care of children? He is the elder.
Wei Ge pretended not to care, but he felt uncomfortable sitting there. He looked outside and saw that he had arrived at the largest shopping mall in Lushui.
"Uncle, why don't you just drop me off here." Wei Ge tightened his grip on his pants, not wanting to be with Xing Zhao in this confined space.
Second, I really want to buy something for my parents to take back.
Xing Zhao followed Wei Ge's gaze and glanced outside: "Want to buy something?"
Wei Ge nodded. Xing Zhao reached for the inner compartment of his suit, intending to take out his wallet, but then he heard Wei Ge say, "I want to go home tonight and bring something for my parents."
Xing Zhao withdrew his hand and said, "Okay, let's go."
Wei Ge thought he was being asked to get out of the car, so he opened the door and got out. He took a deep breath of fresh air and felt a lot more relaxed.
But footsteps were heard behind him.
Wei Ge turned his head and saw Xing Zhao's long legs stepping out of the car and walking straight towards him. Wei Ge subconsciously thought that he had left something in the car, but he didn't bring anything with him.
"What are you doing..." Wei Ge didn't speak until Xing Zhao walked to his side, but was interrupted before he could finish.
"I'm not going home to buy anything." Xing Zhao said as a matter of course, "I can't go back empty-handed either."
Wei Ge’s inner thoughts: What does my going home have to do with you?
Wei Ge said, "Ah? Uncle Xing, I won't bother you to send me off. I've checked the time. There's a last bus tonight, so I'll be in time."
"Don't you want me to go home with you?" Xing Zhao turned and asked Wei Ge, his gaze staring at him so hard that Wei Ge felt numb all over.
He realized that there was a certain kind of communication between him and Xing Zhao: whatever Xing Zhao did seemed normal to him, but after doing that to Wei Ge, Wei Ge would start to have wild thoughts.
There is a feeling of powerlessness when a straight man flirts with you and you don't take responsibility.
Seeing Wei Ge's speechless expression, Xing Zhao inexplicably found him adorable: "I haven't seen my senior brother and sister-in-law for a long time. It's only right that I go back to see them."
"Okay." Wei Ge nodded obediently. There was no reason for him to refuse Xing Zhao from going home with him. "Then let's go shopping together."
I originally thought that since I was buying my own, there would be no conflict. But every time Wei Ge wanted to pay, Xing Zhao would say first, "Put it on my account."
"Okay, Mr. Xing." The waiter opposite nodded at Xing Zhao, then turned to Wei Ge and nodded and smiled.
I didn’t give Wei Ge the chance to scan the code, and I felt helpless as if I had money but nowhere to spend it.
How come everyone knows Xing Zhao? Xing Zhao is even richer and more powerful than he imagined.
From the moment Shen Che got off the car, Xing Zhao arranged for him to go home, saying that he would leave the car to him and let Shen Che take a taxi by himself.
So Xing Zhao and Wei Ge were shopping alone in the mall at this moment. Wei Ge was holding a cup of milk tea that Xing Zhao had bought for him for some reason. Xing Zhao said that children all love to drink this.
Xing Zhao himself carried seven or eight bags of various sizes.
If Chen Che or other employees of the company saw this, they would probably be shocked. The dignified president of ARKI went out shopping with someone and acted as a human clothes hanger.
You have to know that Xing Zhao usually brings an assistant with him, and when Shen Che is not around, there will be other assistants to help him get things.
Wei Ge is so proud.
Wei Ge here didn't intentionally let Xing Zhao take it, it was Xing Zhao who didn't let him take it. He originally wanted to take a few bags to help Xing Zhao share the burden.
Rejected by this man.
The original words were: "Children are still growing, they can't be too tired."
He is already 19 years old and he won't grow any taller.
Moreover, Xing Zhao looked him up and down and said, "You are too thin. You need to gain some weight in the future."
Xing Zhao thought of the day when he helped Wei Ge take a bath. The child took off his shirt and threw it on the ground. He was so thin that it hurt to hold him in his arms.
Xing Zhao stiffened when he realized what he was thinking. He changed his posture and leaned against the wall. He looked at Wei Ge calmly and said, "Is there anything else you need to buy?"
Wei Ge looked at the bags in Xing Zhao's hands, which were much more than what he originally wanted to buy.
I've already spent too much money on Xing Zhao today, so I have to buy him something to thank him.
"There's nothing to buy. I'll go to the bathroom and then we'll leave." Wei Ge turned to look at Xing Zhao. Xing Zhao nodded and looked at the cup of milk tea in Wei Ge's hand.
You can't take milk tea with you to the bathroom.
Wei Ge glanced down at the cup in his hand. Although he had no intention of going to the bathroom, he had to play the whole act.
He wanted to ask Xing Zhao to help him, but he had so much stuff in his hands that it was a bit embarrassing. So, Wei Ge took a big sip, sucking the milk tea and pearls into his mouth, making it bulge like a squirrel.
Wei Ge swallowed what was in his mouth. There was still a little milk tea left, but he couldn't waste it if he couldn't finish it.
He glanced at Xing Zhao, then reached out and handed the remaining milk tea to Xing Zhao: "I left a sip for you. It's delicious. You can try it too."
It was a high EQ statement, if others could tell that Wei Ge gave it to him because he couldn't drink anymore.
Xing Zhao couldn't figure out the train of thought. He felt that the kid was quite considerate of him, even though he never drank this kind of junk food.
Looking at the straw in front of him, Xing Zhao lowered his head and took a sip, sucking the remaining pearls and milk tea in the cup into his mouth.
"Is it delicious?" Wei Ge looked up at Xing Zhao with a serious expression.
"It tastes good." Xing Zhao looked at Wei Ge and thought to himself that he would not buy it for the child next time because it would not be nutritious.
After taking another look at Wei Ge who was looking expectant, the thought in his mind became, "It seems that I need to open an independent brand of nutritious milk tea."
It is selfish for children to eat junk food if they are afraid of it being eroded by junk food. The best way is to make junk food healthy.
The strong never complain about the environment, they only change the environment.
Wei Ge threw the empty milk tea cup into the trash can, stepped into the corner of the bathroom, and saw out of the corner of his eye that Xing Zhao didn't look at him, so he immediately ran out of the corner and ran towards the men's counter.
Wei Ge stepped into the tie area and bought a tie for his boss because it was easier to hide. After all, he went to the bathroom by himself, so the gift would be more surprising if it was taken out at the critical moment.
When he was at home, Wei Ge took a look at Xing Zhao's usual outfit. His clothes were quite rigid, with black, white and gray being the most common colors he wore.
If I buy him a pink tie to please him, it will probably just gather dust in Xing Zhao's house.
I am not the protagonist of an idol drama, and I am not the abstinent and cold male god who wears the pink tie day and night because I bought it myself.
Bullshit.
If you don't like it, you don't like it. The counter staff looked serious and enthusiastic when they saw Wei Ge coming over, although Wei Ge's dress today didn't look like a rich man and he did look like a child.
But just now Xing Zhao took him for a shopping spree, and everyone in the building knew that he was someone close to Xing Zhao.
Having money is inevitable, and seeing Wei Ge means a big order is coming.
"What type do you want to buy? Are you going to wear it yourself or give it to someone else?" The service staff smiled at Wei Ge, and his enthusiasm made Wei Ge feel a little uncomfortable.
"It's a gift for my uncle, he's 30 years old." Wei Ge said, and the service staff immediately understood that the gift should be for Xing Zhao.
Xing Zhao is his uncle.
"Mr. Xing, right? Mr. Xing usually wears custom-made shoes from our counter. You can also customize one for him according to his preferences." The service staff showed the album to Wei Ge. Indeed, several of the shoes had been seen on Xing Zhao.
"How much does customization cost and how long will it take?" Although Wei Ge felt it was a bit troublesome, since it was a gift, customization seemed to show more sincerity.
"About two to five hundred yuan, and the customization period is one month." The service staff replied.
Custom-made leaders are so cheap? Wei Ge thought a shop with such high-end decoration would charge exorbitant prices.
"Then I'll customize one." Wei Ge reached out and flipped through the catalog. "Let me take a look at the pattern and material first."
"Okay, I'll get you a glass of water." As soon as the waiter left, Wei Ge's hands, which were flipping through the pictures, froze.
There was a tie in the catalog with a price tag of 388, and countless zeros after it. Wei Ge counted the zeros one by one.
3.88 million?
So what you just said about two hundred to five hundred is not yuan, but ten thousand?
He can only afford it if Bai Ye has six seizures.
Wei Ge stood up suddenly, not wanting to drink water anymore. He couldn't even afford the advance payment.
While the waiter turned his back to pour water, Wei Ge ran out of the door. It was not advisable to stay here for long. As he ran, he began to think about what kind of company executive Xing Zhao was who could wear a tie worth millions.
Could it be some illegal job?
But no matter whether Xing Zhao's job is legitimate or not, the gift should still be given. If he can't afford a tie worth millions, a brooch worth tens of thousands should be fine.
Wei Ge slammed on the brakes at a handicraft brooch shop. He had to buy things quickly, otherwise Xing Zhao might have to go to the bathroom to save himself.
The prices in this store are not that outrageous, mainly because the brooches are indeed not very big, and they are not that expensive if they are not inlaid with diamonds or agates.
Wei Ge picked out a calm and low-key snowflake, although it didn't look like it was meant for men.
However, Xing Zhao's usual black, white and gray attire is too dull, and wearing something like this might help neutralize his cold temperament.
Considerate, Wei Ge felt that he was too considerate.
Wei Ge paid and ran towards where Xing Zhao was waiting for him. When he was near the corner, he took a deep breath and stopped, pretending to have just come out of the toilet, and reached out to pat Xing Zhao on the shoulder.
Xing Zhao turned around and asked: "Is the milk tea not clean?"
Wei Ge was stunned for a moment. He had indeed spent a bit too long in the restroom. "The restroom is too crowded. We have to queue."
Xing Zhao turned his head and took a look. There were indeed quite a few people standing at the door. If he had any common sense, he would know that those people were standing at the bathroom door waiting for their girlfriends.
There's no queue in the men's restroom.
But Xing Zhao believed whatever Wei Ge said: "Let's go. Let's go home together."
Wei Ge: "Okay, let's go home together."
I originally wanted to go home to get my ID, but since Xing Zhao was driving, the ID was not that important.
The two followed the navigation system onto the national highway. Wei Ge, sitting in the passenger seat, tilted his head to look at Xing Zhao who was driving. He had just seen the tie around his neck in a picture album.
"Uncle Xing." Wei Ge said.
"Hmm?" Xing Zhao held the steering wheel without looking back.
"I forgot to ask before, which company's executive are you?"
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