Rebirth 2010, the best

Chapter 35 One-time

"Mom, let me tell you two things."

"You said."

"First, make my boss some breakfast tomorrow morning... She's like a wild child."

"…Okay. The second one?"

"Lu Qing said that during the summer vacation, I will live in the bedroom and she will live on the sofa."

"…Your sister is already a grown-up girl, it's not convenient for her to live outside."

"I'm grown up too, it's not convenient for me! She promised me, otherwise I won't give her the wallet!"

"…Okay. Anything else?"

"Gone."

"it is good."

As for Lu Qing's return, Lu Yao actually didn't feel any "missing" or joy in his heart.

What a joke! If it weren’t for this piece of useless shit, I would have taken off long ago!

In name, they are siblings, but in reality, Lu Yao secretly feels that he is her adoptive father, and he agrees with that.

After all, how could a younger brother buy things for his older sister?
Only the godfather would think about his good eldest son, right?

So, after a busy day, Master Lu took a shower and finally returned to his little bed.

Yes, that's right.

My bed!
With an unshakable mind, he fell asleep.

He slept until dawn, got up in the morning and had his mother's loving breakfast. He put the two lunch boxes and a cup of tea water for himself together to keep warm, and walked towards the female president's house in the morning dew.

In fact, in his opinion, the female president should not be busy with her career now, but should take care of her own life first.

However... the other party didn't seem to understand his "intentions".

Whatever.

At almost 8 o'clock, he tentatively sent a text message to Xu Ruochu.

Sure enough, there was no reply.

Lu Yao thought to himself, if you can’t even get up early, what are you so busy with?
It feels like a teacup that is said to be a thermos cup but actually has almost no heat preservation function.

He thought that if the other party got up a little later, he might as well just bring an insulated lunch box from home.

The reason why I didn’t take it today was because I was afraid that the female president would not be used to using other people’s “tableware”… huh?

Suddenly, he realized that there was a big misunderstanding in his idea.

Because he can't do it for a few days at all.

It's just a waste of time...

Unscrewing the lid of the thermos, he took a sip of tea and laughed.

And it turned out that he was right.

The time when the female president woke up in her 9-square-meter bed was around o'clock in the morning.

Float up and down for ten minutes.

"I'll open the door for you, come up."

"Ok."

Driver Xiaolu, started working.

Although he had only been there a few times, Lu Yao was quite familiar with the female president's home.

The door was open, but there was no sign of Xu Ruochu.

He just stood at the door and waited obediently.

After waiting for about five or six minutes, Xu Ruochu walked out of the bedroom with a surprised look on her face, holding a facial mask in her hand.

You know what, that level of moistness is really pleasing to the eye.

There is a kind of beauty like a lotus emerging from the dirty water.

After seeing Lu Yao, she asked doubtfully:

"Why don't you come in?"

Having said that, he threw the mask into the trash can.

But she didn't have much aim, and the mask ended up stuck on the edge of the trash can. The black trash bag and the white mask formed a very strange visual contrast.

Lu Yao's mouth twitched when he saw this.

However, he did not say anything, holding the lunch bag and said:
"Boss Xu, come and have breakfast."

"Okay, leave it there, I'll be right there."

When she appeared again, she was wearing a layer of light makeup compared to her bare face just now.

Another fifteen minutes passed.

Lu Yao saw that it was already 10 o'clock...

But for the female president, working from nine to five obviously has nothing to do with her.

Sitting at the dining table, she asked politely:

"Have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten it at home. My mother made bacon rice today. I wonder if it suits your taste."

"Auntie's craftsmanship is very good."

The female president praised while opening the disposable lunch box.

The aroma of bacon and rice made her close her eyes in a good mood.

Seeing this, Lu Yao walked directly to the dining table and took out disposable gloves from the drawer.

The female CEO's home has been developing into a pigsty these days, and he is speechless. And...

He was holding the half-eaten banana that had been dead on the dining table for who knows how many days, and he couldn't help but wonder... Why does this person always eat half a banana?

In the end, we can only attribute this to the unique habits of rich people.

He started to work, mainly tidying up the messy clothes on the female president's sofa.

"Boss Xu, do any of these need dry cleaning?"

Xu Ruochu, who was busy eating, looked up and found that Lu Yao had already started doing "housework".

Seeing this, she said:

"No... just throw them all in the washing machine. Turn on the automatic button, it's a washer-dryer."

"Will it get damaged by washing?"

"I'm not wearing it anyway, so it doesn't matter."

“…Not wearing it anymore?”

Lu Yao was holding the long skirt she wore yesterday, and for a moment she was a little unresponsive:
"Does it not fit anymore?"

Xu Ruochu's mouth twitched.

Looking at his puzzled look, I shook my head:

"There is a clothing collection box for donations in the community. Don't worry about it. I will put these clothes there when I come back today."

"Uh……"

Lu Yao was a little dumbfounded when he heard this.

Subconsciously, she looked at the long skirt in her hand.

Apart from anything else, he still recognizes the CHANEL logo.

This dress...is not going to be worn anymore?

Send love?
what?
You’re such a spendthrift woman… He was full of complaints.

After a moment's thought, he said:

"Mr. Xu, actually... there's something fishy about this charitable donation."

"What do you mean?"

The female president, who was enjoying Ms. Chen's cooking, raised her head with some confusion.

"That is... they will collect the clothes... how should I put it... they also have a warehouse, you know?"

"I know. After we collect them, we send them to those areas where people are hungry and cold. Some of them are sent to China, but most of them are winter clothes and children's clothes. Most of them are sent to Africa."

Lu Yao thought to himself that you understand quite well.

But I really don’t understand…

So he nodded and said:

"That's right. It's a public good. But in reality..."

He recalled the news he had seen in his previous life and said:

"They will sort the collected clothes into different categories in the warehouse. For example... for example, your long skirt, a luxury product like Chanel, they will definitely not give it away, but will clean it and then sell it to second-hand luxury goods merchants at a low price..."

"..."

Xu Ruochu was stunned.

His eyes were full of surprise:

"Who did you listen to?"

Lu Yao thought, do I need to hear this? It has been exposed in my previous life.

But at this juncture he could only give one explanation:
"There are people in our community who specialize in this kind of business. These are also... semi-transparent secrets, but these kind-hearted donors don't know about it. Of course, they will also perform their duties, but... For example, this long skirt of yours, it costs at least 20,000 or 30,000, right? Even if it is really donated to the needy, how do you think they will wear it?"

Xu Ruochu frowned.

Obviously, she hadn't thought about this question.

And Lu Yao was not surprised at all.

Because... just through these few days of contact, he understood that everyone's growing environment is different.

Completely different.

Fantasizing about the life of a female CEO is as unrealistic as fantasizing about whether the emperor also uses a golden hoe.

Even Lu Yao himself, who saw many rich people’s lives on the Internet in later generations, with private jets, big yachts and big mansions and so on, he also understood...how does that sentence go?

You can’t imagine how happy dad is.

That's probably the case.

The female president was stunned for a long time with her poor imagination before she asked Lu Yao:

"So what should I do with these clothes?"

Lu Yao thought to himself why should I deal with it...

After thinking about it, he flattered her implicitly:
"This dress isn't dirty or damaged... and I think Ms. Xu looks very pretty in it. How about washing it and keeping it?"

"Uh……"

She did not directly agree with Lu Yao's suggestion.

The female CEO held the chopsticks, looked at the big boy with sincere eyes, and suddenly sighed:
"Does it seem wasteful to you that I'm doing this?"

"...kind of."

"But have you ever thought about another problem? Wearing duplicate clothes will make people laugh at you when you go out."

"???"

Lu Yao looked shocked.

I wondered how exaggerated your so-called “human” is.
Facing his strange expression, the female president thought for a moment and asked:

"Is there really anyone who would spend money on clothes that someone else has worn? ... I mean the kind of ... what ... second-hand store you mentioned."

"Mr. Xu, you don't know?"

"I don't know. This is the first time I heard of it today. I've only seen people selling Rolexes to pawn shops for cash in movies before, but this kind of clothing can be sold for money. This is the first time I know."

As she spoke, she pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then looked at Lu Yao:

"Well... let's clean it and sell it to the kind of people you mentioned. Then we'll donate the money we get so that no one will profit from it. Do you think that's appropriate?"

Lu Yao opened his mouth.

Finally, I decided not to tell her about the dirty things happening in the charity foundation.

"Okay. Then I'll help you contact him?"

"No, I'll leave it to you. I'm not very good at this kind of thing, okay?"

"……it is good."

"Well, I'll go check the cloakroom later. There are some things I haven't worn but I don't really like. You can take them too."

"……OK."

So, the rich woman who had opened up a new world went straight into the bedroom after finishing her meal.

After a few minutes, she suddenly appeared at the bedroom door and asked:
"Luyao, do they also take stock of stockings and shoes? I also have some accessories. My cloakroom is full, so I just cleared some out."

"..."

Looking at the silent but strange-looking Lu Yao, Xu Ruochu tilted his head, suddenly thought of something, and hooked his finger at Lu Yao:

"Come in and help me take a look."

"it is good."

Lu Yao agreed and walked in.

Then he understood...why there were only four bedrooms in such a large flat, including the master bedroom and the nanny's room.

Because the area of ​​this master bedroom is as large as Lu Yao's home.

It’s not that the bedroom she lives in is very big, but this master bedroom is like another “new home”.

Not to mention the bathroom and sunny bedroom, there is actually a corridor in this house.

On the left is the bathroom, and on the right is a very large dressing room. At the "end" of the corridor is a corner of the bedroom.

After watching it, Lu Yao felt as if his own home was not even as good as Xu Ruochu's doghouse.

But when he was led into the cloakroom, Lu Yao was speechless.

This cloakroom turned out to be a suite.

There were all kinds of shoes outside, and a wall of bags. Because there was no space, the bags were squeezed together.

Going further inside, there is a space that feels about the same size as Lu Yao’s own home.

There are all kinds of clothes hanging inside.

"..."

He no longer knew what to say.

At this time, Xu Ruochu opened the lid of a bamboo basket next to the luggage area.

A word suddenly popped up in Lu Yao’s mind: original flavor.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he asked subconsciously:
"Have these been washed?"

"..."

I don't know why, but the female CEO seemed to understand his subtext all of a sudden, and her face turned red:

"Hey!!"

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(End of this chapter)