Chapter 136: I don't have bad intentions either
She didn't make a lot of noise, but she landed in the living room and interrupted the two of them loudly.
Luo Fei slowly suppressed his smile, and a quick, imperceptible shadow flickered under his eyes.
Eat and sleep?
Why didn't you say it just now?
Afraid that he will expose the old bottom of this waste?
Luoyang received Mrs. Luo's warning eyes, and when she saw it, she accepted it, and scolded and said, "Give me some soup, do you have any eyesight?" β
The maid nodded hurriedly, "Okay, young master!" β
At the end of the meal, Mrs. Luo handed the meal to Mr. Luo.
Old Man Luo took the slow strip and wiped the corners of his mouth, the two sons didn't look at it, and said loudly: "You have more contact with company affairs than your brother, if your brother doesn't understand anything, you can also help take a look." New items help keep an eye on the point. β
Before Luo Fei could speak, Luoyang had already begun to throw chopsticks, smashing into the wall of the bowl and making a jingling sound.
He lost his temper and said, "Dad! What do I want him to help me! I can do it myself! I don't want him to help me! Who doesn't know that he's staring at our house! β
Mrs. Luo interrupted him unhappily: "Yangyang." β
Her son, if he had a hint of Lofe's scheming, would not be like this......
Luoyang was reluctant to quiet down in his fucking eyes.
Mrs. Luo retracted her gaze and got up to help Old Man Luo put on his coat, "This kid is very nervous, I think you don't trust his ability, don't worry, I will keep an eye on him and don't let him make mistakes." β
Old Man Luo responded, but he was not angry: "It's good that you know it in your heart." β
Mrs. Luo glanced at Luoyang.
Luo Yang immediately reluctantly said: "I know Dad." β
Luo Fei watched coldly, and secretly scolded a fool, asking him to help or not asking him to help Luoyang?
If there is a problem, it will only be blamed on him Lofe!
After Old Man Luo left, Mrs. Luo said lightly: "I'm also busy, you eat slowly." β
Luoyang pushed the bowl, and the yin and yang monster said, "Vomit, I want to vomit when I see his face, and I still eat it, but I don't eat it!" β
He left the chair and took Mrs. Luo's arm affectionately, "Mom, I've been a little tight lately......
Mrs. Luo couldn't help him, so she pretended to ask with a straight face, "What about the pocket money you just gave you?" β
"Oops, didn't it take it before... Why don't you spend money when you go out! Didn't I give you a new bag? β
The mother and son walked away together, and their voices drifted apart.
In the blink of an eye, Lofe was the only one left at the dinner table.
The maid stepped forward and said, "Does Xiao Luo still eat?" β
Luo Fei raised his head in response, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was so heavy that he could drip water.
How ridiculous?
He was still at the dinner table, and the servant dared to blatantly clean up the table.
Needless to say, I also knew that this room full of people had been instructed by Mrs. Love, and no one took him seriously.
Luo Fei's lips were cold, his eyes were shining with a cold light, and he repeated inexplicably, "Mr. Xiao Luo? β
The servant was taken aback by him like this, and explained: "This was ordered by the lady, and she said that there is only one young master in the Luo family. β
What a thing!
Luo Fei scolded in his heart, his eyes were cold, and he forced the anger in his heart and said, "Clean it up." β
The servant was instantly relieved as if he had been pardoned.
Soon, Lofe was the only one left in the living room.
He looked around at every scene and thing here, such a good place, it was a waste to match this family!
Every time he came back here, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.
He regretted countless times in his heart that he was still too immature at the beginning, why couldn't he poison this to death......
If it weren't for this woman, how could my mother have died so miserably!
Luojia! You owe me! I'm going to have to get it back sooner or later!
Sooner or later, the entire Luo family will be under his control!
......
Early in the morning, the assistant greeted him and said, "Mr. Luo, I made an appointment for you, but ...... But...... The other party refused. β
Luo Fei's face was not good-looking, and he didn't sleep well last night, "Refused?" How so? β
"I said that we always invited him to have a meal with Luo, and he said...... Unless you invite him personally. As he spoke, the assistant pouted and was obviously not very happy, "It's quite a show." β
Lofe sneered, "You give me his number." β
The assistant was surprised, "Do you really want to make an appointment in person?" β
"Of course."
He wanted to see what Nightwing was up to.
He dialed the number and quickly agreed.
The two did not make an appointment, but made an appointment with a professional indoor climbing gym.
Hanging up the phone, Night San turned his head to look at Nightwing, "Are you really going to meet Lofe?" β
Nightwing stared at the cartoon on TV as she tore open the yogurt cap, "See." β
"He has bad intentions." Three ways in the night.
Nightwing nodded, "It's okay, I don't mean it either." β
Seeing that he had thought about it, Yesan didn't speak again.
Lofe finished his work early in the afternoon and drove to the location.
By the time he arrived, Nightwing had already changed into his protective gear.
Seeing Lofe, he raised his hand and said hello, "Here." β
Luo Fei turned his head to look, but before he could speak, Nightwing snorted, "Let's Bibi?" β
The man's competitive spirit was stimulated, Luo Fei agreed, and said in a deep voice: "Compared to what? β
Nightwing raised her head, "Which of us goes up first, and we agree to each other's request, how about it?" β
This training rock wall is eight meters high, which is not low, and the angle and inclination are different, so the difficulty is not low.
Lofe didn't immediately agree, he smiled implicitly, "That's a bit bigger." β
Nightwing had a smile on her lips, ruffian and wild, "What? Luo always dare? β
Knowing that it was a radical method, Lofe still agreed.
It's not that he can't hold his breath, but he just deliberately showed weakness.
You know, rock climbing is one of the sports he loves.
Nightwing waited for him to change his gear, and the coach was the referee.
Lofe was quickly dressed up, and the two stood opposite each other.
He took the lead and said, "Mr. Ye, I won't let you." β
Nightwing shrugged and refused, "No need. β
"ReadyβStartβ"
The two of them attacked quickly, and at first you chased me and didn't let anyone.
After a few minutes, Nightwing glanced at him, suddenly slowing down.
Lofe was half a head taller than him, and looked down at the man, "No?" β
Nightwing didn't speak, holding on to the fulcrum and climbing upward.
The two always kept a distance not far away.
This is nothing for Lofe, who often climbs in private, and even becomes a VIP of this climbing gym.
But apparently, Nightwing doesn't know.
A smug flash flashed in his eyes, and he withdrew his gaze from Nightwing.
Climb up with your hands and feet.
On the other hand, Nightwing is unhurried and always maintains a constant speed.
Seeing that there was still a distance of one meter to reach the end, Luo Fei said loudly: "Mr. Ye, it looks like you are lost." β
"Haven't you arrived yet, what's the hurry?" He picked up speed, and soon closed the distance between the two.
Seeing this, Lofe no longer hesitated, and reached the finish line first.
"I won!"
As the words fell, Nightwing descended from the rock.
Until his footsteps hit the ground, Nightwing looked rather sorry, "Congratulations. β
After a while, Lofe fell to the ground.
As he untied the rope, he couldn't hide his smugness on his face, and he gasped a little, "I won." β
"yes, you won." Nightwing was very sincere.
I didn't expect it to be so easy to win.
Luo Fei was in a good mood, he hooked his lips and smiled, "I am willing to lose the bet, and I must always agree to a request at night." β
Nightwing blinked, a little dazed, "I promised Mr. Luo a request?" Shouldn't Mr. Luo agree to a request from me? β
Luo Fei's face sank, "Mr. Ye, is this going backtracking?" β
"No, no, no, we said yes." Nightwing was innocent, "What did I mean by that?" β
Lofe frowned, not knowing what trick he was playing.
The voice was a little cold, "I didn't expect that Mr. Ye couldn't afford to play." β
"Wronged, am I that kind of person?" Nightwing was wronged and actually said that about him.
Luo Fei snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and repeated: "You said, whoever goes up first wins, and the winner agrees to the loser with a request." β
"Did I say that? What I said clearly was, 'How about we go up first and agree to each other's request?' Doesn't this mean that whoever is the first to go up has to agree to a request from the person who goes up later? Nightwing grinned and looked at the coach, "Wasn't the coach there just now?" That's what I said, right? β
The coach looked at the two of them, especially Lofe's, as if he was going to eat people.
He almost broke out in a cold sweat on his back, gritted his teeth and nodded, "It seems to be so." β
"Yes, yes, so Mr. Luo should agree to my request." Nightwing laughed heartily.
Lofe's face was ugly, and only now did he realize that he had fallen into Nightwing's text trap.
When I first heard this, there was nothing wrong with what he said.
Anyone who hears it will think that it is what he thinks.
Therefore, no one would want to repeat it to be sure.
Lofe squinted, scrutinizing Nightwing.
The man has a dusty appearance, clear eyes, and a black and white sweatshirt, looking less like a president, but like a young college student.
But Lofe would never have treated him as a college student at this time.
He pressed his tongue to his cheek, breathed silently for a moment, and then smiled faintly, not seeing the slightest hint of anger. "It's because I don't understand the rules, I'm willing to gamble and lose, please say it at night."
Nightwing still looks so happy, no matter how he looks, the whole person looks simple.
"The first official meeting between Mr. Luo and I was supposed to be friends. I'm not embarrassed by Mr. Luo, Mr. Luo just uses his mobile phone to post a Weibo. β
"What are you tweeting?" He asked in a deep voice.
"Just send a lock to the heart, and it's good-looking." Nightwing unfastened the protective gear, "It's so simple, it's not difficult for Mr. Luo, right?" β
Lofe squinted, and his Weibo followers numbered tens of millions.
On weekdays, in addition to posting some work publicity, there are also some daily routines.
There is also a lot of live powder.
Using his account to post this Weibo is undoubtedly promoting Jiang Mian.
A TV series that even admits to home, where can it be difficult to see?
Lofe's face was cloudy, but Nightwing was... Good calculation.
He reached out and someone handed him his phone.
Lofe unlocked his phone to open Weibo and edit the text in front of him.
Nightwing waved his hand again and again, "Oh, I don't look at it, I believe in Mr. Luo." I'll read it on Weibo when you're done. β
"It's done." He said in a grim tone.
Nightwing didn't care, and praised him sincerely, "You have to be like Mr. Luo, it's hard to chase after a horse." Right! If we have the chance, we must cooperate once! β