Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Lu Rong followed Ji Wenfeng to the door of his suite. He had never been here before, and Ji Wenfeng always had the appearance of thanking guests from behind closed doors. He would only stand and talk at the door when Ji Tong went looking for Ji Wenfeng. Ji Wenfeng’s sense of territory was unusually strong. To let him come here, Ji Wenfeng really treated him as his family.
Ji Wenfeng let Lu Rong into his room for the first time, and his face was full of conceit: “Come in.”
Lu Rong judged that Ji Wenfeng was very satisfied with his one-acre three-point land.
When he entered the door, he could see that the decoration style was Scandinavian, simple and bright. The main color was linen gray, embellished with dark and light blue. The overall tone was cold and fresh, which kept people clear-headed.
The suite was composed of an outer room and an inner bedroom that served as a living room and a study, plus a dressing room and a bathroom separated by a partition. The indoor setup was arranged reasonably. As soon as you entered the door, there was a built-in shoe cabinet first, and then you came to the living room area. On the west wall was a double sofa, opposite to the sofa was a TV. On a large piece of pure white Persian soft rug, there was a white coffee table with a sense of design. There was a lamp and books scattered on the coffee table. Next to it was a MUJI product list beanbag. It seemed as if the owner was sitting on the beanbag sofa, and had just left, looking very casual.
The south side was leaning against the hollow partition, where the desk area is placed. Ji Wenfeng’s desk was quite long, three meters long, with two computer screens, one on the left and one on the right, and the ergonomic chair was a customized Herman Miller. One of the two computers seemed to be there to play games. On his desktop, Lu Rong recognized the 500 million commemorative edition ps4, which was limited edition in the world. The surface of the dark blue paint complemented the linen gray desktop. All kinds of electronic products that could be named and not named were placed all over the desk, and the backlights were adjusted to be full of technological sense. There was a spacious space in the middle, which was used as a paper and pen work area. Ji Wenfeng probably did his homework here usually.
The entire living room area included social, leisure, games, and office. This space had a high utilization rate, and Lu Rong liked it. He was determined to do it like this in his own room when he had the conditions.
Ji Wenfeng took him to the southeast corner of the living room, which led to the bedroom. Compared with the living room, the bedroom was more spacious. The main color was blue and green. The bed sheets were touching the floor, echoing the winks of the curtains. The single golden floor table lamp looked noble and deserted, which showed a more refined Nordic style. There were very few things, but everything was very tasteful.
Meeting Ji Wenfeng’s gaze, Lu Rong nodded approvingly: “Like looking at an interior design catalogue.”
Ji Wenfeng hummed: “It took me a lot of thought.”
Lu Rong raised a question: “Where do you put all your things away?”
Ji Wenfeng opened the white sliding door next to the bedroom, and inside the sliding door was a bookshelf. This bookshelf occupied the entire wall and was full of books. The heights of the books were messy. Lu Rong couldn’t help opening the drawer. The situation in the drawer was not much better. Ji Wenfeng’s storage principle was “throw it in the cabinet until I can’t see it so that everything looks tidy”.
Ji Wenfeng said: “You have to finish all these, and there is still here.” After speaking, he led him into the cloakroom.
Ji Wenfeng’s cloakroom was a mess, and the clean and unclean things were thrown there together. Lu Rong frowned: “Auntie never helps you clean up?”
“She comes in every week to mop the floor.”
Lu Rong nodded calmly and looked around: “Then I won’t mop the floor.”
Ji Wenfeng: “If I remember correctly, you should be responsible for all the housework here.”
Lu Rong had already picked up the clothes and thrown them to him: “Stop talking nonsense, do you think this place can be cleaned up in a day? – You still need this one. Is it?”
Ji Wenfeng looked at it: “No more.”
Lu Rong directed him to go to the bathroom to take the clothes to the laundry room, picked out all the clothes that were no longer needed, and then dumped them into the corridor. It took three full barrels to empty out the clothes before it was over.
He also threw away Ji Wenfeng’s hangers: “You don’t even have a set of hangers.” After finishing speaking, he stared at him with eyes like “I can’t think of you being such a Ji Wenfeng”.
Ji Wenfeng: “…”
Lu Rong looked at the empty wardrobe space and shook his head: “This wardrobe is not designed properly.” Both the upper space and the lower space are large and deep but there was not much separation. “Do you have a tape measure?”
Ji Wenfeng went to the garage downstairs and spent all his efforts to find the tape measure. He thought he could sit and watch Lu Rong busy today, but unexpectedly he became Lu Rong’s follower.
Lu Rong was ready. The length, width, and depth of the upper and lower layers of the closet were written down by Ji Wenfeng, and then he went to the outside room, opened all his drawers just like in the dressing room, took out his things one by one, and asked did he want it?
Ji Wenfeng didn’t know that he had so many things: “Throw them all away.”
Lu Rong: “These are new.”
Ji Wenfeng read the French on it with the perfume in his hand: “What’s the use of this?”
Lu Rong: “When you bought it, didn’t you ever think that you wouldn’t be able to use it?”
Ji Wenfeng: “They were all gifts from others.”
Lu Rong: “…” The life of you rich second generations is really unpredictable.
Lu Rong instructed him to clean up all the things in the corridor, and then asked him to find a clean cloth and fetch a basin of water. Ji Wenfeng was impatient: “What are you going to do?”
Lu Rong: “Tidy up your bookshelves.”
Ji Wenfeng: “You don’t need to tidy up my bookshelves.”
Lu Rong: “Big and small are not organized.”
Ji Wenfeng could not accept this shame and humiliation: “Why is it not organized? I put them in categories, and they are grouped with similar content, so it’s easy to find.”
Lu Rong: “Aside from categories, what about high and low? How do you sort the categories?”
Ji Wenfeng: “…?”
Lu Rong patiently told him the correct answer: “The categories should be sorted alphabetically.”
Ji Wenfeng regretted calling Lu Rong to tidy up the cabinet: “I leave everything else to you, let me keep the bookcase.”
Lu Rong was very worried about letting a bookcase stand in Ji Wenfeng’s room without anyone taking care of it: “Will Auntie wipe the bookcase when she comes in to clean?”
Ji Wenfeng: “I made the door to keep out the dust.”
Lu Rong: “No, she has to wipe the bookshelf at most in half a month. She has to clean all the books, move them away and wipe the inside clean.”
Ji Wenfeng: “I must remind her.”
Lu Rong reluctantly nodded: “I’ll come and check when the time comes.”
Ji Wenfeng: “…” Why did things turn out like this?
Ji Wenfeng: “Are you checking on me? Other little slaves are not like this.”
Lu Rong glanced at him coldly: “Do you have other little slaves?”
Ji Wenfeng couldn’t help standing up straight: “… …No.”
Lu Rong: “Then how do you know that other little slaves are not like this?”
Ji Wenfeng: “…I heard from my friend.”
Lu Rong: “You only have one such little slave. Every half a month, let me check.”
Lu Rong sorted everything out and felt that most of Ji Wenfeng’s cabinets were too big and useless, and needed storage boxes, drawer partitions, etc. to complete the storage. He called Lao Song and asked him to drive to the supermarket.
Lao Song: “…”
Lu Rong: “You missed work, didn’t you?”
Lao Song: “…Yes.” After speaking, he hung up the phone mercilessly.
Lu Rong cast his gaze on Ji Wenfeng.
Ji Wenfeng: “…Are you in such a hurry?”
Lu Rong’s eyes were firm.
Ji Wenfeng’s lips twitched suddenly: “I’m not old enough to drive.”
Lu Rong: “…”
Ji Wenfeng: “I don’t have a Chinese driver’s license yet.”
Lu Rong: “It’s about storage, just this one time.”
Ji Wenfeng looked around leisurely with his arms folded, fingers flicking on his arms: “Are you going or not?”
Lu Rong lowered his eyes tactfully: “… Please.”
Ji Wenfeng went to the underground garage to drive contentedly.
Lu Rong reminded: “Drive a bigger car, your supercar can’t hold that much.”
Ji Wenfeng drove over a Cayenne.
In the car, Lu Rong held Ji Wenfeng’s notepad and kept interrogating Ji Wenfeng: “Do you change your underwear every day?”
Ji Wenfeng: “…”
Lu Rong: “Really?”
Ji Wenfeng: “…um.”
Lu Rong: “Where’s the coat? How many times a week?”
Ji Wenfeng: “If I remember correctly, we belong to the same school.” The school stipulated that school uniforms had to be worn from Monday to Friday.
Lu Rong: “How do I know if there are any exceptions to your school rules? Then you only wear private clothes on weekends. Do you change them every day?”
Ji Wenfeng: “Probably.”
Lu Rong: “Do you have the habit of wearing home clothes at home?”
Ji Wenfeng: “Well…”
Lu Rong: “Answer my question.”
Ji Wenfeng said impatiently: “I’m driving.”
Lu Rong reminded him: “You can obviously talk to me while driving yes, you can even look at me without looking at the road.”
Ji Wenfeng: “…wear it after taking a shower.”
Lu Rong: “When do you usually take a shower?”
Ji Wenfeng: “Eight or nine o’clock.”
Lu Rong thought about it and proposed an improvement plan: “I suggest you take a shower after school, change into home clothes, eat, and then do homework, read books, and play computer games in home clothes. This will allow you to have the highest utilization rate of your new sets of pajamas.”
Ji Wenfeng: “I don’t want to wear pajamas.”
Lu Rong respected Ji Wenfeng’s living habits, crossed out the first plan, and changed to plan B: “Then you take a shower before going to bed, and sleep in your pajamas after you take a shower, and change it every three days.”
Ji Wenfeng: “I sleep naked.”
Lu Rong removed the item of pajamas. After a while, he would go back and throw away Ji Wenfeng’s pajamas.
When Ji Wenfeng was driving, Lu Rong kept chattering in his ear, and when he finally drove to the supermarket, Lu Rong calculated that he only wore about 18.3 pieces of clothes every month on average.
Ji Wenfeng: “What’s the point?”
From the time the car drove into the parking lot, Lu Rong seemed absent-minded, looking at the hypermarket outside the windshield, and unconsciously repeated: “What’s the point of this?” What’s the point?” He took off his seat belt, jumped out of the car and left.
When Ji Wenfeng parked the car, Lu Rong folded back and knocked on his car window: “I came out this time to tidy up your room, will you pay the bill?”
Ji Wenfeng gave out of the corner of his eye to express his disdain for the matter. Lu Rong understood that raising this question to Master Ji was disrespectful and blasphemy to him.
He turned around and left again, rushing into the supermarket hypermarket with unconcealed excitement. When Ji Wenfeng found him, he had already bought a cartload of tissues.
Ji Wenfeng reminded: “We are here to buy a storage box.”
“Buy one tissue and get one free.” Lu Rong spoke twice as fast as usual, “Go push another cart.”
Ji Wenfeng: ” …”
When he asked Lu Rong to help him tidy up the room, he didn’t expect that he would push a cart in the supermarket by himself. So why did things become like this?
After Ji Wenfeng pushed the third cart over and finally replaced it with a large forklift used by employees, they finally arrived at the storage area. Lu Rong listed several equations and took out his calculator to brute force them. Before he pressed them, Ji Wenfeng told him: “There are three kinds of drawer combinations, all of which are 49*18*36 to maximize the utilization of drawer space.”
For the first time, Lu Rong looked at Ji Wenfeng with adoring eyes.
Ji Wenfeng: “…” He just solved an equation.
Lu Rong chose the second most expensive one: “It matches the color of your cabinet very well.”
Ji Wenfeng: “They are all transparent.”
Lu Rong shook his head: “They are different transparent colors.” In front of his face, he put all the second most expensive drawers on the forklift without defiance.
Ji Wenfeng finally realized that this was not the usual Lu Rong and tidying up his room had turned on a strange switch in him.
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