The wife escaped and the president sent people to block the entire city

"I have sent someone to prepare all your daily necessities for you. You just need to go there empty-handed. All expenses will be reimbursed by the company."

There was no room for negotiation. Lu Yingying sniffed and wiped away her tears. "I'll only be gone for a week!"

Lu Yichen really wanted to laugh in his heart. His willful and capricious sister finally compromised with him.

But he couldn't laugh, because if he laughed his sister would become unruly.

"What can I investigate in a week? I need to collect some reliable information on a large scale. Don't worry, Africa is not what it used to be. Some big cities are also very developed. You can just treat it as a trip there and investigate it at the same time."

"In a big city, we need to investigate for at least a week. To open up the African market, we must investigate several big cities to see their purchasing power and desire. Only by thoroughly investigating can our plan be successful."

Lu Yichen actually planned for Lu Yingying to go for at least three months, but he did not tell Lu Yingying how many days she would be gone. After she had been there for a week, perhaps she would get used to the life there and no longer resist.

Lu Yingying wiped away her tears, thinking that it must be another bad idea of ​​that poor guy.

"Huh!" Lu Yingying's resistance was futile and she could only accept it. She stomped her feet, and the high heels under her feet made a clanging sound.

The next day, Xia Qianqian and the triplets saw Lu Yingying off.

Lu Yingying gave Xia Qianqian a murderous look and said, “I’ll deal with you when I come back!”

Xia Qianqian acted as if nothing had happened. She thought that Lu Yingying was no match for her anyway, so she could just come at her.

Lu Yichen arranged two bodyguards to protect Lu Yingying 24 hours a day. One was married and older, 38 years old, and the other was named Xiaojun, 22 years old, just retired from the army and graduated from a junior college.

Lu Yingying was nervous and full of fear about the living environment in Africa.

After getting off the plane, they took a taxi to the city center and checked into a hotel owned by a Chinese.

Lu Yingying slept alone in one room, and the two bodyguards slept in another room.

When Lu Yingying was at home in China, there were several nannies at home and she didn't have to do anything by herself, which made her become a giant baby.

After I came out, without a nanny, I was always losing things, either this or that.

In Africa, unlike in China, there is not a wide variety of goods. Many things cannot be bought there.

Except for the relatively prosperous city center, other places are very backward, almost like the old society.

That day, they came to a small town closest to the city center to investigate.

It is called a small town, but actually it is a rural area. It is just that there are more people coming and it is more lively, so it has become a market.

Their ground is all dirt, and the best means of transportation there is motorcycle, followed by bicycle.

A family with one bicycle is considered a middle-class family, and those bicycles were all 28-inch bicycles that we discarded.

The 28-inch bicycle is particularly popular among Africans because it can carry a lot of goods.

The place was relatively backward, and when the black people saw three yellow-skinned people, they were very curious and kept staring at them.

Lu Yingying was very afraid that they would rob her, so she had two bodyguards protecting her closely.

Some bad guys would tease Lu Yingying and whistle when passing by her.

Some people on motorbikes would deliberately pass by her, then rev their motors, raising dust all the way.

Before long, Lu Yingying turned into a dirt egg.

There were no Chinese restaurants in that town, and Lu Yingying couldn't get used to African food. She would rather starve than eat or drink water.

The two bodyguards don’t care about so many things, it’s good enough that they have something to eat.

They bought a bowl of something they didn't know, it was black, and they didn't even have chopsticks, so they just ate it with their hands.

Lu Yingying felt sick just looking at it, let alone eating it.

She didn't understand why Xiaojun could eat so much?

Xiaojun not only was able to eat, but also seemed to enjoy it very much.

"Xiaojun, are those foods delicious?"

Xiaojun shook his head, "It's not delicious."

"Then why do you seem to be enjoying a feast?"

"If I don't have enough food, how can I protect you? If you suffer any loss, how can I explain to the president?"

Lu Yingying was actually a little moved, and tears appeared in her eyes.

"But you can eat it even though it tastes so bad."

"It's good enough to have something to eat. I won't be picky."

Lu Yingying felt like Xiaojun was talking about her and felt a little unhappy, so she stopped talking to Xiaojun.

In the evening, we finally returned to the hotel.

They went downstairs to the hotel for dinner.

When she started eating, Lu Yingying forgot that her chopsticks and spoon were missing.

That kind of place doesn’t sell anything, and how can you eat without chopsticks or a spoon?

Do you eat it with your hands like Africans do?

Without chopsticks, Lu Yingying would rather not eat.

When she asked the restaurant owner if they had disposable gloves, the owner replied, "Do you think this is China? We have everything. Just wash your hands and use your hands."

This was the first time that Lu Yingying was not taken seriously by outsiders. She thought that this was the same as in Qingcheng where everyone had to give in to her.

She was about to lose her temper when Xiaojun scalded his chopsticks and spoon with boiling water and handed them to her.

"Miss Lu, if you don't mind, just use mine."

Given the limited conditions, Lu Yingying certainly didn't mind and she took Xiaojun's chopsticks and spoon without hesitation.

Just as she was about to start eating, she glanced at Xiaojun and saw that he had washed his hands and was about to eat with his hands.

She has a pair of chopsticks and a spoon, and she only needs one of them.

"Here, I just need a spoon." Lu Yingying handed Xiaojun a pair of chopsticks.

Lu Yingying was willful and capricious, and never thought about other people's feelings. But here, she actually thought about others.

Although giving Xiaojun a pair of chopsticks is a small thing, it is a big progress for her as a young lady.

That means he is not that selfish and there is still room for redemption.

Xiaojun raised his head and stared at Lu Yingying, unable to believe that she had a kind side.

"Do you want it? If you don't want it, I won't give it to you." Lu Yingying said gently.

Xiaojun quickly looked away. Wasn't this young lady always unruly? Why was she so gentle to me now?

Xiaojun's face turned slightly red and he took the chopsticks embarrassedly.

Lu Yingying took a mouthful of food and after chewing it for more than ten times, she still couldn't swallow it. It was so disgusting. The food was as disgusting as the food in the food stalls in China.

Lu Yingying stared at Xiaojun and saw that he looked like he was having a big meal.

"Xiaojun, you seem to have a good appetite."

Xiaojun was a little flattered to hear the eldest lady calling him by his nickname.

"Ms. Lu, I have to work now. I have no choice but to make do with it."

Xiaojun has been here for two or three days, but he doesn't seem to care and never misses his family.

Lu Yingying is different. She looks forward to returning home early every day.

"Xiaojun, don't you miss your family?"

"Yes I do!"

"Then why are you still so positive every day?"

"I'm working. I have no choice. If I don't work, my family won't have food to eat."

No food to eat?

Hasn’t the country already achieved moderate prosperity?

It’s impossible that there are still people who don’t have enough food to eat now, right?

Lu Yingying has never cared about people's livelihood issues, so it was a bit unbelievable to hear Xiaojun say this.

She usually spends more than 1000 yuan on a meal, more than yuan on a skirt, and hundreds of thousands of yuan on a bag. She swipes her card immediately without blinking an eye.

She squanders like this, but some people can't even get enough to eat.

Xiaojun is four years younger than her, but he is like an older brother, making her feel safe, sunny and positive.

Next to Xiaojun, Lu Yingying was like a little girl, never so gentle and happy.

From being confused and uneasy at the beginning, I gradually began to enjoy having Xiaojun around.

Every woman has the instinct to rejuvenate in front of the man she loves.

Lu Yingying's face gradually turned red. Could it be that she liked Xiaojun?