Master Lu's Black Belly Milk Cake

Filial piety, Lu Hezhang silently pondered these two words again.

He was sure that this was the word used by the juniors to the elders.

After a while, Zhong Yi cautiously asked again: 【Can I? 】

Lu Hezhang tapped his index finger on the desktop, and it seemed that some conspiracy was brewing. He typed with his mobile phone in one hand: [Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, follow me to the company. 】

Zhong Yi, who was lying on the bed, sat up in a jerk, and couldn't believe her eyes.

He thought that at least he had to be cheeky and beg for a while, but he didn't expect Lu Hezhang to agree so easily.

It seems that Mr. Lu doesn't completely treat him as air!

But after the initial excitement passed, Zhong Yi began to worry about more things, such as, what should I wear tomorrow?

Casual clothes seemed less formal, and formal clothes were too grand, Zhong Yi still chose to ask Lu Qiao after being entangled.

Lu Qiao replied: [This is not easy?You just wear a small floral skirt with black silk underneath. 】

Zhong Yi: "..."

Why couldn't he think about asking Lu Qiao such a question.

Lu Qiao said again: [Although it sounds very smart, but you really dress like this and your man will definitely not be able to stand it. 】

I don't know which word made me shy, Zhong Yi blushed slightly.

Jokes aside, Zhong Yi really can't do such a low limit thing, when he went downstairs the next morning, what he saw to Lu Hezhang was a refreshing young man's attire.

Put a white T on the light-colored shirt, match it with light-colored jeans, and carry a schoolbag of the same color on your back, which is artistic and formal.

However, compared with Lu Hezhang's appearance in a suit and leather shoes, there are completely two styles of painting.

Lu Hezhang didn't make any comments on his outfit that he studied carefully all night, and got into the car with Zhongyi after breakfast.

His car is a low-key black business car, and its smooth body lines still reveal its high value, just like Lu Hezhang himself, his connotations are all restrained under his calm appearance.

Except for the time when he first came to his house, this was the first time for Zhong Yi to ride in the same car with Lu Hezhang. Sitting next to Lu Hezhang, he was cramped and cautious, and he didn't know how to move his hands and feet.And Lu Hezhang obviously didn't intend to chat with him, and he left him alone to look through the documents the whole time.

Lu Hezhang's company headquarters is not far from his villa, only a quarter of an hour's drive away.When the place arrived, Lu Hezhang got out of the car first and went to Zhong Yi's side, bending slightly to open the car door for him.

Zhong Yi said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you, Mr. Lu."

Lu Hezhang seriously warned: "When you enter the company, don't talk nonsense."

Zhong Yi nodded obediently. He knew that his identity was sensitive, and many eyes from the outside world were staring at Lu Hezhang. He was afraid that he would not catch any mistakes. In order to protect Lu Hezhang, he would definitely not talk nonsense.

Two bodyguards got off from another car, said "Hello Mr. Lu" respectfully, and followed behind Lu Hezhang.

Zhong Yi also followed, with lowered eyes, not daring to make eye contact with others. On the way from the parking lot to the elevator, more than a dozen people greeted Lu Hezhang, and they all reacted when they saw Lu Hezhang. After a while, he cheered up and shouted "Hello, Mr. Lu".

Lu Hezhang barely nodded.

Of course, there were also people who cast curious glances at the young boy who was following President Lu, but due to Lu Hezhang's coercion, no one dared to gossip.

After entering the president's special elevator, Zhong Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and finally dared to raise his eyes to look around.

Lu Hezhang's status is there, even the elevator is more stylish than others, and it is completely incomparable with the old and disrepaired elevator that creaks when it is moved in the teaching building where I like to go to class.

Although he has a macroscopic understanding of Lu Hezhang's wealth, but when it comes to all aspects of life, Zhong Yi really has no concept.

Just as he was looking at it curiously, Lu Hezhang suddenly asked him, "Coffee or tea?"

Zhong Yi was stunned for a while before realizing it, and hurriedly waved his hand, "No need, I brought it myself."

As he spoke, he took out the drink he had prepared from his bag and showed him.

A box of strawberry milk with Japanese and some Q version graffiti on it.

The pink and white milk packaging is held by a pair of fair hands that are not inferior, and the fingertips are even a little pink.

For some reason, Lu Hezhang's Adam's apple twitched up and down.

"Still drinking milk?" He didn't think about why he asked this question until the words were out of his mouth.

Zhong Yi shyly stuffed the milk back into her bag, scratched her earlobe, and whispered, "I want to grow taller."

Lu Hezhang looked at the top of his hair, estimated with the naked eye, Zhong Yi's current height is about 1.7 meters eight.

In fact, he was not considered short, but standing beside him, the difference in height between the two was nearly ten centimeters, which made Zhong Yi seem thin.

Lu Hezhang let out a "huh", but thinking of the rebuttal he had in the study yesterday about his own rights as an adult, he couldn't help joking: "Who said 'I've grown up' yesterday?"

Zhong Yi's earlobe became redder and redder after being rubbed by herself, but it couldn't offset the tension.

He murmured as if he was not afraid of death: "Yes, I have grown up, and I need to replenish my body when I grow up..."