He secretly changed his character

Lu Zichu didn't dare to respond, and laughed, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but I'm afraid I'll be buried alive by your male fans. Don't you think it's good to develop in the modeling circle? Why do you have to come back to set up a law firm?"

"If someone else said this, I would be very angry."

"I just think that you can make a living with your looks, but you insist on relying on your strength."

"I should actually tell you this."

"Okay, I'll raise the white flag. I knew that you, a beautiful lawyer, are very good at talking, and I'm asking for trouble."

"I make a living by talking. If I can't beat you in an argument, I'd better quit this job as soon as possible."

Lu Zichu wanted to chat with her for a while, but he got another call notification. He hung up the phone, but when he looked closely, it turned out to be Zhao Xiaotang.

We hadn't been in touch for many years, but she called me at this time.

It was only when Lu Zichu received this call that he remembered that in his previous life, she had also called him at this time.

Thus began his tragic life.

Will he take it this time? He is like standing at a crossroads, not knowing whether to go left or right.

Leonardo da Vinci, [I think you want to take it. ]

Lu Zichu answered it.

Her words were exactly the same as last time, word for word. She wanted him to pick her up at the airport, and then the two of them would go back to Longcheng together to attend Feng Yang's 30th anniversary celebration and class reunion.

As if she was afraid that Lu Zichu would refuse, she finished her words in one breath and hung up the phone. Then she received a message on her phone with her flight information.

The flight from London, England to the capital departs at 10pm this evening and will land at 9:420am tomorrow morning.

There are still fifteen hours and eight minutes left.

Lu Zichu put the notebook back into his briefcase and left work early.

He rented an apartment for himself in Yueyawan, a community not far away. The area was more than 90 square meters, which was not big and did not match his status as a billionaire president.

However, he had never liked big houses since he was a child, mainly because there were few people in them and they looked extremely deserted, like an extremely large cage, trapping a lonely prisoner like himself, and he felt a bit of self-pity and sadness.

He wandered aimlessly on the street with his briefcase. Tomorrow was October 10, the National Day. The bright red national flags were hung in front of the shops, which gave people a sense of warmth. But this warmth still could not erase the confusion and sadness in Lu Zichu's heart.

The buildings here were really jagged and lined up one after another. When he stood on the busy street and looked up at the sky, he could not see a complete sky, but only fragmented pieces of blue, which made him feel extremely depressed.

Later, it began to drizzle, bringing with it a chilly and bleak atmosphere. Lu Zichu came to the nearest street corner restaurant with his briefcase, which was a Shaxian snack bar. He took a quick look and found that it was small but clean.

He touched his stomach, and it growled loudly, not to remind its owner of its hunger, but to let out a happy cry knowing that he had come to the restaurant.

Lu Zichu sat down at a table and ordered a bowl of Qianlixiang wontons, five steamed buns, a tea egg and three slices of braised tofu. After he was full, he recovered.

At this time, my mood has improved a lot.

Leonardo da Vinci, [Want me to give you an idea? ]

Lu Zichu, [I already have one. ]

[Then I will wait and see. 】

The next day, eight o'clock.

Lu Zichu arrived at the company early in the morning. His assistant Xiao Kain was already waiting for him. "Boss, are you here so early today?"

"Ah."

"Vanilla latte, half sugar. I just made it for you."

Lu Zichu took it but didn't drink it. "Go buy me a set of clothes on the street."

"Okay, let's go to the same place you usually go?

"Oh, no. Just go buy anything on the street. The cheaper the better."

Xiao Kaiyin was a little slow to react. He looked at the high-end suit worth more than 100,000 yuan and the pair of Italian handmade leather shoes on his CEO's feet and said, "Our company went public yesterday and it's a good start. I don't think you need to live frugally."

"No, that's not what I mean. Just go buy a set. It would be best if you could buy one for a thousand - no, five hundred dollars would be enough."

Xiao Kaiyin asked very considerately, "What about shoes? Do they need matching shoes too?"

"Yes, I almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned it. Including the shoes, the budget is one thousand dollars. I'll give you an hour."

Xiao Kaiyin went and will be back soon. The mission has been accomplished brilliantly.

A pink leather sweatshirt, a pair of ripped jeans, and a pair of black graffiti canvas shoes.

"The top is 289, the pants are 399, and the shoes are 378."

"Very good." Lu Zichu took the things and went to the inner room to change.

After he came out, he said, "I'm going to the airport to pick someone up."

"Do you want me to arrange a car for you?"

"No, I'm going to borrow the one that our company's security guard Lao Zhou owns."

"A second-hand Alto? His car has engine problems and keeps stalling. I'm worried that you might break down on the highway."

"This is the effect we want."

Lu Zichu tidied up the messy hair between his eyebrows and looked at himself in the mirror. He had a handsome face, but was more quiet and less distant than in previous years. He looked like a college student still in class, with all the traces of his youth.

He turned and looked at Xiao Kaiyin, "Who do you think I look like?"

Xiao Kaiyin curved his beautiful mouth corners, "The school hunk from the Film and Television Academy."

Lu Zichu was very pleased with his compliment, so he went downstairs, borrowed Lao Zhou's second-hand Alto, and drove off.

For someone who is used to driving luxury cars like Ferrari and Maybach, driving a car of this level must be like being tortured, but Lu Zichu enjoyed it immensely.

He turned on the switch and wanted to listen to a radio channel, but was extremely sad to find that the thing was broken.

Then his system thoughtfully played a piece of music for him, Beethoven's Ode to Joy.

Leonardo da Vinci, [Young man, you have become bad again. You actually came up with such a shocking idea. ]

Lu Zichu, [Why are you here so early today? ]

[I have already lost all my salary for this month, so I couldn’t stay up all night playing Happy Landlords yesterday.]

【Today is only the first day. 】

【Don’t tell me this despairing question. 】

Lu Zichu, [……]

Lu Zichu was disgusted online, [By the way, are you so bad? Are you the worst in the whole company? ]

[Of course not. There is someone behind me.]

【Who? 】

【Boss.】

[What do you usually play? Don't you play Ragnarok anymore? ]

[Already cleared the game. Waiting for the next game to be released.]

What will it be?

[According to reliable gossip, it should be "The King Reigns", based on Huading's Complete Biography of the Emperor.]

【So exciting? 】

[Of course. The public beta will begin next month. I’m so excited.]

【I'm not as optimistic as you. 】

【What's wrong? 】

[Anything that has anything to do with Chinese style, the level of engineers at Paradise Headquarters is not up to par. ]

[It is no wonder that Westerners cannot always accurately grasp the essence of Huading culture. The history of five thousand years is really broad and profound. Those foreigners have limited understanding. ]

Lu Zichu looked at the name of Da Vinci and was speechless.

Haha, you have white hair yourself, and you call others goblins? !

Aren’t you also a foreigner?

Half an hour later, Lu Zichu had already gotten off the highway at the airport.

When he parked the car and arrived at the terminal hall, one minute had passed since the agreed time.

He looked at his watch, then took a look around. Following the endless stream of people, he saw Zhao Xiaotang at the end.