Big Big Big Young Master
Ji Rongyu glared at Lu Xinyang fiercely. He was very angry but still had to take out his cell phone.
Lu Xinyang expertly entered the password to unlock the screen: "Is this also the payment password?"
"Yes." Ji Rongyu turned his face away. In order to prevent himself from being angry to death, he decisively opened Lu Xinyang's red envelope. As a result, he took out the bills and counted them. Wow, there were three more bills than his own.
The myocardial infarction index rose three levels again.
"Hi, hi, everyone, happy new year! It's me, it's me. I lost my phone, so I'm borrowing Ji Rongyu's phone to send you red envelopes. I didn't go back on my word!"
Lu Xinyang sent a voice message in the group to prove his identity, and then started to send money. Dozens of red envelopes were sent to the group alone for everyone to scramble for, and the amounts sent individually to Wen Zhuo, Tang Lin, Chang Xue and other staff members were no less than four digits.
Listening to the incessant ding-dong sound of payment reminders, Ji Rongyu's heart was bleeding.
That's all my money! The money I used to buy my house! The money my grandfather used to buy his retirement insurance! I saved it up little by little and watched it grow bigger and bigger!!!
My! Money!
This was too much to bear. Ji Rongyu grabbed a pillow from the sofa and threw it at Lu Xinyang. Lu Xinyang fell to the ground as if he could identify the location by the sound. Seeing that he dared to hide, Ji Rongyu became even more angry and picked up another pillow to beat him up.
"You're a guest, right? You're pitiful, right? Happy New Year, right? You're happy spending my money, right..."
Ji Rongyu pressed his shoulders and hit him every time he said something. Lu Xinyang simply knelt on the sofa, raised his butt and let him hit him, while he continued to hand out money without stopping.
This angle allowed Ji Rongyu to see the phone screen clearly. He almost fainted when he saw the strings of numbers being deducted from his bank card, and he picked up the pillow and hit her even harder.
When Ji Guanghui came out of the shower and dried her hair, Ji Rongyu's hands were sore from beating people, and he sat on the sofa with a stern face. Lu Xinyang, like a little wife, bent over and helped Ji Rongyu massage his shoulders and hands.
The big fists fell down heavily, making Ji Rongyu grimace in pain, but he refused to stop.
He had calculated it in his mind. Today he cooked for Lu Xinyang and made the quilt. Tomorrow, after the people left, he would have to wash and dry the quilt. So what was wrong with charging a little interest now? He couldn't bear this loss even if he died.
Ji Guanghui turned her head to look at the TV, which was playing a skit about a new bride meeting her mother-in-law. She turned her head back to look at her grandson, and then at the new guest, who looked more submissive than her grandson. She felt a sense of absurdity that five generations lived under one roof.
...It's so funny. In what kind of place is it so shabby to have five generations living under one roof? At most, there are only three bachelors.
The old man silently wiped the white stubble on his head and went back to sleep a little tiredly.
As soon as Ji Guanghui's door closed, Ji Rongyu slapped Lu Xinyang on the waist and said, "Go take a shower."
"I..." Lu Xinyang rolled his eyes, "I'm going to the bathroom first."
"You still dare to delay," Ji Rongyu sneered, glancing at him, "How are you going to waste time this late? Tell me, are you too energetic now because you slept enough in the car?"
Lu Xinyang continued to make excuses, "No, no, really not. I just wanted to watch the Spring Festival Gala with you. It's New Year's Eve, don't you want to wait for the countdown and sing "Unforgettable Tonight" together while the fireworks are set off?"
Ji Rongyu picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.
Lu Xinyang looked at Ji Rongyu, then at their figures framed on the screen, and slowly sank to the ground: "If you don't want to watch it, then don't watch it, but I suddenly feel like I'm a little hungry, and a little..."
"Shut up."
"oh."
Ji Rongyu said again: "Stand up."
Lu Xinyang stood at attention in an instant.
"Turn left, take seven steps forward, and check if the pillow and quilt fit. Are they too high or too thin? Nothing but your eyes can fall on my bed. After checking, get out of here and take a shower."
"Got it."
Lu Xinyang marched into Ji Rongyu's room. When he opened the door, he was hit by the smell of Ji Rongyu. He couldn't describe it, but he was already used to it. The strange bed in front of him also became familiar. It looked comfortable and attractive no matter how he looked at it.
"Your room is so beautiful and hypnotic. I felt sleepy as soon as I came in." Lu Xinyang yawned and casually glanced at the quilt and pillow on the bed. Anyway, he was not picky. He would cover himself with whatever Ji Rongyu gave him.
He was more interested in Ji Rongyu's wardrobe and desk.
Lu Xinyang put his hands behind his back and looked around carefully. He wanted to reach out and touch it several times, but quickly held down his elbows.
"No, I have to take a shower first. Oh, and I also need to go to the bathroom." He turned and walked out, opening his mouth to ask, "Where do I change my slippers?"
"Right here, you're wearing mine. Why don't you take your pajamas with you when you take a shower?"
Lu Xinyang turned around and went back into the room. Ji Rongyu glanced into the bathroom and said, "The bath towel is already hung up. It's the gray one. Hang it back up for me after you use it."
"Pyjamas...the dark blue one, right?" Hearing Ji Rongyu's "hmm", Lu Xinyang took off his coat and put it on the computer chair, then grabbed his pajamas and ran into the bathroom.
Ji Rongyu turned the heating in the bathroom to the maximum. After Lu Xinyang went in, he went to the toilet first. He sat on the toilet and took off his sweater, threw it on the sink, and then turned around to get a tissue.
Then he discovered that the tissue box in Ji Rongyu's house was locked.
"Huh?!" Lu Xinyang tugged at the small lock and found that it was indeed a practical lock rather than a decorative pendant. He asked in surprise, "Ji Rongyu, why is your tissue paper locked?"
Through the door, Ji Rongyu's voice was very calm: "Yes, why is it locked?"
Lu Xinyang: “Yeah?”
Ji Rongyu continued calmly: "You are not allowed to tell anyone anything my grandfather told you today, and you are not allowed to tell anyone that you spent the New Year at my house."
"Why can't I tell you?"
"That's fine if you want to. Then just stay in the bathroom and sleep here tonight," Ji Rongyu lowered his voice, "even if you freeze to death."
Lu Xinyang was stunned for a moment, and finally understood why the toilet paper in Ji Rongyu's house was locked: "Then...then I won't say anything."
"Can you guarantee that?"
"One hundred percent guarantee!" Lu Xinyang was anxious. "Freezing to death is a small matter, but losing your chastity is a big one!"
Holding the small but heavy iron chain in his hand, the chill on his butt made him even more heartbroken.
Lu Xinyang sat on the toilet feeling aggrieved, tears almost falling from his eyes: "I'm a handsome guy, I'm a slut, I'm a flower, I... I can't go to the toilet without wiping my butt!"
Ji Rongyu laughed and said, "I haven't finished yet. When you come out of the shower, give me the IOU. I'll need your signature and fingerprints, and you'll have to hold it up for a photo. If you dare to default on the debt, you're done for. I'll print a thousand copies and leave them outside your father's company."
Lu Xinyang tugged at the small lock again, choked up and nodded, "Okay, as long as you give me the paper, everything will be fine."
Outside the door, Ji Rongyu shook the small silver key in his hand and let out a sigh of relief.
He muttered to himself, "Nine dollars and ninety-nine with free shipping. I originally bought this just for Grandpa as a joke, but now I actually need it one day... Should I order a few more to give away?"
"Ji Rongyu, Ji Rongyu, where's my paper? Don't leave, don't leave me here alone without being able to put on my pants..." Lu Xinyang urged pitifully from inside. Ji Rongyu said without even turning his head, "Wait."
He went to the balcony to get a clothesline, hung the key on it, then opened the door a crack and reached in. Lu Xinyang was afraid that he would change his mind and play tricks on him again, so he quickly took the key and went to unlock the door.
Ji Rongyu pulled out the clothesline and left, leaving only the sound of water splashing in the toilet.
In the past, Lu Xinyang would sing a few lines of songs from time to time while taking a bath, but today he was so quiet that he didn't even fart. After taking a bath, he came out in his pajamas, put a bath towel on his head, and didn't even bother to wipe his hair. He squatted in the living room and wrote an IOU.
Everything was done as the creditor instructed, including writing a note, signing, and taking photos. No fingerprints were left because Ji Rongyu didn't want to see his clothes dirty again after just washing them.
After taking a photo as evidence, Ji Rongyu looked at Lu Xinyang's obedient appearance, then turned the phone horizontally to change the angle and took a photo of him squatting on the sofa with his knees hugged.
There's a sense of bitterness in it that it's what he deserves.
Lu Xinyang buried most of his face in his folded arms and said in a muffled voice, "If you take pictures of me again, I'll hold a grudge against you."
"Remember, I'm not stopping you," Ji Rongyu looked at him with a half-smile, "Is five minutes enough?"
"I'm going to remember it for a whole year!" Lu Xinyang glared at him, jumped off the sofa, walked over and lay on top of Ji Rongyu, and leaned over to look at his phone screen, "There are only 38 minutes left this year."
The water droplets dripping from Lu Xinyang's hair slid onto Ji Rongyu's neck. Ji Rongyu dodged it in disgust: "Don't get close to me, I haven't even changed my dirty clothes."
He grabbed the towel from the sofa and covered Lu Xinyang's head with it, then wiped it casually with one hand: "Go into the room, the air conditioning in the living room is not as warm as inside."
Holding the phone in his other hand, he changed the note on Lu Xinyang's WeChat to "owe money". As he was changing the note, his eyes suddenly froze. He found that Lu Xinyang's WeChat ID looked quite familiar.
Ignore the initials in the middle, just look at the string of numbers: 5358979...
"Your WeChat ID is Pi?"
As Lu Xinyang was about to walk into the room, he turned back in surprise and asked, "How did you know?"
Even his Weibo password is this. He doesn't remember when he suddenly came up with the idea and used it, and no one has ever noticed.
Ji Rongyu wouldn't say he memorized pi while absent-minded in class. He'd already had enough of his dark history exposed today, so he just said, "I guessed."
"I'm so touched. You can actually guess so accurately..." Seeing Lu Xinyang about to come over again, Ji Rongyu glared at him and said in a stronger tone: "I told you to go back to your room!"
"Oh, I know, I know." Lu Xinyang turned around and ran away in slippers. Ji Rongyu lowered his head and looked at the string of numbers again, raising his eyebrows subtly.
Oh, I caught you! You must not have been paying much attention in class. I've seen many people secretly calculating pi!
Although you know a lot of my embarrassing things, I, with my sharp eyes, can see through your shortcomings!
Ji Rongyu felt that his mentality had returned to balance, and the feeling of getting back the upper hand was really refreshing.
He hummed in a reserved yet complacent manner. After thinking for a moment, he magnanimously pointed at Lu Xinyang's business card and changed the note back to the "Big Big Big Young Master" that Lu Xinyang had chosen himself.
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