Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Ji Wenfeng, through the intermediary of Villain Group, found out that Lu Rong had reformed and would never dare to sell him out again, and he felt a little relieved. Since he had nothing to do, he went to the nearby Harbour City and planned to bring some gifts for his family.
Of course, not for Lu Rong. This little slave was very bad. Even if he deeply realized his mistakes, he would not forgive him so easily. Not only would he not forgive him, he would also punish him severely. He had just consulted Ji Jingshen and had several alternative plans in mind. He must punish Lu Rong severely so that he would never dare to sell himself again.
Ji Wenfeng was thinking about Lu Rong as he walked in with his hands in his trouser pockets. Unfortunately, he ran into Lu Rong moving sneakers in the trendy brand store opposite.
Lu Rong was exhausted because Ji Wenfeng didn’t help him carry his shoes. He looked up and saw Ji Wenfeng right in front of him. It was true that enemies often meet on a narrow road. Lu Rong glanced at him coldly and ignored him.
He then handed the card to the salesperson as if nothing had happened: “Payment.”
Seeing this, Ji Wenfeng took long straight steps and strode behind him: “Are you planning to move the entire shoe store back home?”
“None of your business.” Lu Rong lowered his eyes, and his thick eyelashes concealed the emotions in his eyes.
Ji Wenfeng pinched his secondary card with two slender fingers and said, “Swipe it yourself.” This was really getting more and more outrageous. He offended the sponsor but still wanted to buy more. He had no idea what was going on.
Lu Rong had too many orders and couldn’t come up with so much cash at once, so he had to swallow his anger and say, “…I want to bring shoes for my friends.”
Ji Wenfeng looked at him for a long time and sneered, “You are quite nice to your friends.”
Lu Rong: “…”
Ji Wenfeng was being sarcastic. If it were normal, Lu Rong would definitely complain. But today, Lu Rong changed his usual sharp-tongued style. He hung his head and remained silent. He did not apologize and just stood there coldly, with his messy black hair covering his delicate and handsome eyes. Only his toes curled up in his shoes, revealing his nervous state of mind at the moment.
He stood there for a while without saying a word, picking his fingernails, looking very focused, but Ji Wenfeng could read a little bit of grievance from his emotionless face. When Lu Rong felt aggrieved, his lips would slightly curl up. He didn’t know it himself, but they actually looked like a small oil bottle.
Ji Wenfeng’s heart skipped a beat, and he suppressed the urge to bite the small oil bottle hard. He turned his eyes away in shame and anger and handed the card over in an upset manner: “Swipe it.”
Lu Rong seemed to hesitate for a few seconds, then gently took out his card and swiped it.
Ji Wenfeng sat on a high stool at the side, stretched out his long legs, rested his elbows on the table, and looked at him with his chin in his hand. As he looked at them, he realized something was wrong: “Why do you have so many friends?”
There were at least thirty or forty pairs of sneakers here, all asked for by friends… he didn’t realize he was so popular in school.
All of Lu Rong’s muscles turned tense, and he hummed as if nothing had happened. In fact, this purchasing service only released 26 pairs of shoes at the beginning, but the number had been increased to more than 40 pairs in the past two days.
“Your friend asked you to buy things for him without paying first? He asked you to pay in advance?” Ji Wenfeng became even more suspicious.
Lu Rong was suddenly startled, even more nervous than when Shen Yu harmed him just now.
He had just started working on this product line, and even though the platform had the trust it had gained from repeated transactions, students did not dare to transfer money without seeing the actual product. Lu Rong didn’t mind and laid it on himself first. He was willing to suffer a little loss when doing business. Anyway, if he brought back the authentic shoes, people would be scrambling to get them. Even if the person who made the reservation didn’t want it, it was still okay, he won’t lose money anyway.
But this matter was really suspicious to Ji Wenfeng, so Lu Rong had to find an excuse: “…I didn’t bring my card.”
Ji Wenfeng snorted coldly. He was always losing things, just because he relied on his wealth. Lu Rong was sure that he was the one who swiped his card wherever he went. Ji Jingshen was right, he spoiled him too much! By the way, he had to call Ji Jingshen and ask him to send someone to take back all the sneakers in this half of the store. Otherwise, how could he get them home? Even if he had eight arms, they would not be enough to carry Lu Rong’s shoes.
So, after paying the bill, Lu Rong saw a group of people getting off a car with JC Communications printed on it, rushing into the trendy brand store and bowing to Ji Wenfeng and him: “Hello, major shareholder! Hello, shareholder’s wife!”
Ji Wenfeng blushed: “Who is the shareholder’s wife!”
What was wrong with Ji Jingshen! Didn’t he pass on the important instruction that “Lu Rong has been demoted to a slave”?
Ji Wenfeng met Lu Rong’s inquiring eyes, blushed, and yelled at the employees angrily: “What are you standing there for? Move it!”
Lu Rong’s eyes darkened, he bent down and picked up a pair of shoes on the ground and said to the employee who wanted to carry it for him: “I’ll carry this one myself.”
This was a pair of Fujiwara Hiroshi[1]‘s shoes, which he wanted to use to apologize to Ji Wenfeng.
The reason why he brought more sneakers than could fit in his suitcase this time was to make a little more money to pay for the pair of shoes worn by Fujiwara Hiroshi. Otherwise, he would have come to Hong Kong and worked so hard to sell the goods but still lost money.
Lu Rong stood up and watched the people from JC Communications busy themselves moving shoes, while Ji Wenfeng sat there sulking with a red face. Seeing this, he couldn’t help but carry the sneaker bag with both hands and put it behind his back, turning his body twice which had always been standing straight.
From left to right, and from right to left, his eyes flashed, as light as a sneaker bag, almost flying.
“What are you holding behind your back?” Ji Wenfeng could see his every move.
“Nothing.” Lu Rong immediately stood up straight, looking away, but his face was slightly red.
“Nothing?” Ji Wenfeng walked up to him and snatched it away.
Lu Rong was stunned: “You…”
Ji Wenfeng pulled it out and took a look, then let out a long sigh “A Fujiwara Hiroshi joint brand lightning, your friend is very rich.” The shoe size is so big, he must be very tall too.
When Ji Wenfeng thought of this, his eyes turned and he looked at Lu Rong sharply: “What’s his name?”
Lu Rong snatched the shoes back from him and walked out with red ears: “What do you care?”
Ji Wenfeng: “…”
There were so many pairs of shoes, and Lu Rong let others move them, but he took good care of this one pair and insisted on carrying it himself, which showed that he treasured it very much.
What a mess. Ji Wenfeng came to Hong Kong for fun, but for no reason not only did he run into a strange man when he went out, he even had to pay for the strange man’s shoes!
If it were in the old society, a little slave like Lu Rong would be thrown into a pig cage!
Ji Wenfeng rushed forward without saying a word, grabbed Lu Rong’s wrist, and despite his resistance, led him into the Cartier store. As soon as they entered the room, they found that the place was almost entirely filled with girls. Lu Rong was stared at by a group of young ladies. He shook Ji Wenfeng’s hand but failed to make him let go: “What are you doing here?”
Ji Wenfeng looked at him and said three words coldly: “Buy a ring.”
The red on Lu Rong’s face suddenly spread to the roots of his neck. He glared at Ji Wenfeng angrily, his dark and clear eyes seemed to say: Who wants to marry you!
Ji Wenfeng watched his face turn red, then pale, then red again. So, he moved closer to his ear mischievously and said word by word, “It’s not for you.”
Lu Rong: “…”
He was so exhausted that he felt as if he had just ridden a dragon and his mood plummeted to the bottom of the valley. He was completely stunned on the spot, letting Ji Wenfeng hold his hand and go up to the second floor like a wandering soul.
Ji Wenfeng took a fancy to a ring and said to the clerk behind the counter, “Bring this one out for me to see.”
The luxury goods butler in a suit smiled and said, “Excuse me, who is wearing this?”
Ji Wenfeng grabbed Lu Rong’s hand and pressed it on the glass counter.
The knowledgeable luxury goods butler was slightly stunned: today’s male high school students really knew how to have fun…
“Don’t get me wrong, it’s just that my girlfriend’s fingers are as thin as his.” Ji Wenfeng stroked Lu Rong’s ring finger, “Just try it with his finger.”
As soon as the voice fell, Ji Wenfeng felt Lu Rong’s body stiffen in his arms.
Ji Wenfeng felt happy: Now you know how I felt at that time!
When Ji Wenfeng learned that Lu Rong had sold him, he was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat: If he hadn’t discovered it in time, he was really afraid that one day he would wake up in bed and find that the person next to him was not Lu Rong.
As a financial sponsor who was given away by his little slave, Ji Wenfeng must repay his debts!
Since Lu Rong liked to give him away so much, let him deeply experience the feeling of being locked together with others! Ji Jingshen said that to deal with these little duplicity guys, they must be severely tortured.
It was just that Lu Rong curled up in his arms, and except for the initial stiffness, there was no movement for a long time.
Ji Wenfeng was a little discouraged, and Lu Rong didn’t seem to care about this.
The butler took out the ring and looked at Ji Wenfeng tentatively.
Ji Wenfeng suddenly felt exhausted and relaxed the strength in his hands.
Then, Ji Wenfeng saw that the boy’s right hand with distinct joints, which he had forced against the glass display case, secretly and resolutely retracted its five fingers and clenched its fist.
Not even a finger left for him!
Ji Wenfeng’s heart was about to jump out of his throat, as he whispered into Lu Rong’s ear, “Stretch it out.”
Lu Rong clenched his fists, pursed his lips, and stood in front of the counter with his head lowered, stubbornly resisting him. He had a slender figure and would never bow his head to anyone, but if you looked closely at his dark and moist eyes, you could see that they were already covered with a layer of mist.
Ji Wenfeng was caught off guard that he had pushed Lu Rong to this point. His heart suddenly softened and he let him go.
Lu Rong wiped his eyes vigorously with his sleeve, turned and left, and put the hand that he had grabbed back into his arms.
But before he could take a step, the poor hand was grabbed again. This time he used more force, as if he was afraid that he would run away the next second.
Ji Wenfeng held Lu Rong firmly in his hand: “Whatever style you like, pick a pair here.”
Lu Rong sat on the dragon again and was so angry that he wanted to break free from him but failed. Instead, he was rolled into his arms.
Ji Wenfeng hugged him and rested his chin on the top of his head: “You have to choose the wedding ring yourself.”
“Who wants to marry you.” Lu Rong’s voice was lower and hoarser than usual, and his eyelashes drooped habitually, with each stroke tickling Ji Wenfeng’s heart.
Ji Wenfeng chuckled, took two steps with him, and walked to the counter on the right: “Did you see it? Three carats, bright or not.”
Lu Rong’s eyes lit up when he saw the price.
“Pick a pair.” Ji Wenfeng tempted.
Lu Rong looked carefully for a while and picked out a pair of three-carat wedding rings.
“Like this?” Ji Wenfeng asked.
Lu Rong nodded shyly.
Ji Wenfeng swept him back to the counter next to him, pointed at a pair of 0.3 carat diamond rings and said, “Let’s take this pair.”
Lu Rong: “!”
What a small diamond!
“You used to have three carats, but now you only have 0.3 carats.” Ji Wenfeng held up the small diamond ring and warned him seriously, “Do you know why? Because you sold out your husband. Your sponsor is not as good as your husband, he will only buy you 0.3 carats.”
Lu Rong picked up a bag and threw the sneakers at his face, then turned and left with the bag.
What a broken ring, it is not even worth a pair of Fujiwara Hiroshi[2], Ji Wenfeng is a dead man!
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[1] Hiroshi Fujiwara, a highly influential figure in streetwear and fashion, is known for his numerous collaborations on footwear, particularly with Nike. He has also collaborated with brands like Union LA, and his own label, Fragment Design. These collaborations have led to highly sought-after sneakers like the Air Jordan 1 High OG and collaborations with gravis and visvim.
[2] For context, a pair of Fujiwara Hiroshi limited edition shoes cost somewhere around $600 to $800,
While a 3 carat diamond ring comes to somewhere around $20,000-$2,00,000
And a 0.3 carat diamond ring costs somewhere between $324-$1021.