Chapter 35 Disposable
"Mom, let me tell you two things."
"You said."
"First, make some breakfast for my boss tomorrow morning...she is like a wild child."
"...Okay. The second one?"
"Lu Qing said that during the summer vacation, I would live in the bedroom and she would live on the sofa."
"...Your sister is already a grown-up girl, so it’s not convenient for her to live outside."
"I've grown up too, and it's not convenient for me! She promised me, otherwise I won't give her the wallet!"
"...Okay. Is there anything else?"
"No more."
"Okay."
Lu Yao actually didn't feel "missing" or happy about Lu Qing's return.
What an international joke, if it weren't for this piece of shit, I would have taken off long ago!
The two are siblings in name, but secretly Lu Yao feels that he is her adoptive father, and he deeply believes in it.
After all, how can a younger brother buy something for his older sister?
Only the adoptive father thinks about his great son, right?
So, after a busy day, Master Lu finally returned to his little bed after taking a shower.
Yes, that's right.
My bed!
With unwavering thoughts, he fell into sleep.
As soon as it was dawn, he got up in the morning and ate his mother's loving breakfast. He put two lunch boxes and a cup of tea and water for himself to keep warm, and walked towards the female CEO's home against the morning dew.
In fact, in his opinion, the female CEO should not be busy with any career now, but should take care of her own life first in a real sense.
However... the other party seemed not to understand his "mind".
Whatever.
When it was almost 8 o'clock, he tentatively sent a text message to Xu Ruochu.
Sure enough, there was no reply.
Lu Yao thought to himself that he couldn't even get up early. What kind of career are you busy with?
It feels like a teacup that is said to be a thermos cup but actually has almost zero thermal insulation function.
He thought to himself that if the other party got up later, he might as well just get an insulated lunch box from home.
And the reason why I didn’t take it today was because I was afraid that the female CEO wouldn’t be used to using other people’s “cutlery”... huh?
Suddenly, he realized that there was a big misunderstanding in his idea.
Because he couldn't work for a few more days at all.
What a waste of time...
He unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup, took a sip of tea, and laughed.
And it turned out that he was right.
It was around 9 o'clock when the female CEO woke up in her 1,800-square-meter bed.
Up and down for ten minutes.
"I'll open the door for you, come up."
"Okay."
The driver took off the road and got to work.
Although he has only been here a few times in total, Lu Yao is quite familiar with the female CEO's home.
The door was open, but Xu Ruochu was nowhere to be seen.
He just stood at the door and waited.
After waiting for about five or six minutes, Xu Ruochu walked out of the bedroom with a surprised look on his face, holding a facial mask in his hand.
Not to mention, the level of moistness is really pleasing to the eye.
There is a kind of beauty like hibiscus emerging from the sloppy water.
After seeing Lu Yao, she asked doubtfully:
"Why don't you come in?"
With that said, he threw the mask into the trash can.
But she was not very sure. The mask ended up on the edge of the trash can. The black garbage bag and the white mask formed a very strange visual contrast.
Lu Yao's mouth twitched when he saw it.
However, he remained silent and said while holding the lunch box bag:
"Mr. Xu, come and have breakfast."
"Okay, leave it there, I'll be right away."
And when she appeared again, she had an extra layer of elegant makeup compared to her unpainted look just now.
Another fifteen minutes passed.
Lu Yao looked at 10 o'clock...
But for the female CEO, obviously working from 9 to 5 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 don't know if it suits your taste."
"Auntie's craftsmanship is very good."
The female president praised and opened the disposable lunch box.
The aroma of bacon, vegetables and rice made her squint her eyes in a happy mood.
Seeing this, Lu Yao walked directly to the dining table and took out disposable gloves from the drawer.
The female president's house had a sense of development in the direction of a pig's nest these days, and he was speechless looking at it. And...
He was holding the half-cut banana that had been dead for who knows how many days on the dining table, and he was thinking unconsciously... Why does this person always eat half-cut bananas?
In the end, these can only be attributed to the unique habits of rich people.
He started working, mainly cleaning up the messy clothes on the female president's sofa.
"Mr. Xu, do these need dry cleaning?"
Xu Ruochu, who was immersed in cooking, looked up and realized that Lu Yao had already started "housekeeping".
Seeing this, she said:
"No... you can just throw them all into the washing machine. Click on the automatic, it is a washing and drying machine."
"Will it be damaged by washing?"
“I won’t wear them anyway, it doesn’t matter.”
"...No more wear?"
Lu Yao was holding the long dress she wore yesterday in her hand, and she couldn't react for a while:
"Does it not fit?"
Xu Ruochu's mouth twitched.
Looking at his confused look, he shook his head:
"There is a collection box for donated clothes in the community. You don't need to worry about it. I will put these clothes there when I come back today."
"Uh..."
Lu Yao was a little stunned when he heard this.
Subconsciously, he looked at the long dress in his hand.
Apart from anything else, he still recognizes the CHANEL logo.
This clothes...don't wear it anymore?
Sending love?
ah?
What a prodigal bitch... He was full of flaws.
After thinking for a moment, he said:
"Mr. Xu, actually...this love donation is a bit tricky."
"What do you mean?"
The female CEO who was enjoying Ms. Chen's craftsmanship raised her head in confusion.
"That is... they will collect the clothes... how should I say... they also have a warehouse, you know, right?"
"I know. After collecting it, I will send it to areas that don't have enough food and clothing. Some of it is domestic, but most of it is winter clothes and children's clothing. Internationally, most of it is shipped to Africa."
Lu Yaoxin said that you quite understand.
But I really don’t understand...
So he nodded and said:
"That's right, yes. It's a kind of public welfare. But actually..."
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He recalled the news he saw in his previous life and said:
"They will sort the collected clothes into categories in the warehouse. For example...for example, your long dress, a luxury product from Chanel, they will definitely not give it away. Instead, they will clean it and sell it to manufacturers at a low price. Merchants of second-hand luxury goods..."
"..."
Xu Ruochu was stunned.
Eyes full of surprise:
"Who did you listen to?"
Lu Yaoxin said, do you still need to listen? All previous lives have been exposed.
But at this juncture he can only give one explanation:
"There are people in our community who specialize in this area of business. These can be regarded as... semi-transparent secrets, but these loving donors don't know it. Of course, they will also perform their duties, but... such as your long... The skirt is worth at least 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, right? Even if it is donated to the needy, how do you think they will wear it?”
Xu Ruochu frowned.
Obviously, she hadn't thought about it.
And Lu Yao was not surprised at all.
Because... just through these few days of contact, he understood that everyone's growth environment is different.
Completely different.
Fantasizing about the life of a female CEO is as unrealistic as imagining whether the emperor also uses a golden hoe.
Even Lu Yao himself has seen the lives of many wealthy people on the Internet in later generations, such as private jets, big yachts and big houses, but he also understands... How do you say that sentence?
Dad's happiness is beyond your imagination.
That's probably it.
The female CEO was stunned for a while with her poor imagination, and then she asked Lu Yao:
"What should I do with these clothes?"
Lu Yaoxin said why should we deal with it...
After thinking about it, he flattered in a subtle way:
"These clothes are not dirty or damaged...and I think Mr. Xu is very beautiful in them. How about washing them and keeping them?"
"Uh..."
Lu Yao's suggestion was not directly recognized by her.
The female CEO held her chopsticks, looked at the big boy with sincere eyes, and suddenly sighed:
"Doesn't it seem wasteful to you if I do this?"
"...a little bit."
"But have you ever thought about another question? If you wear the same clothes, you will be laughed at."
"???"
Lu Yao looked shocked.
How exaggerated is your so-called "person"?
Facing his strange expression, the female president thought for a while and asked:
"Does anyone really spend money to buy clothes that others have 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've heard of it today. I've only seen in movies that someone would sell a Rolex to a pawn shop for cash, but this kind of clothes can still be sold for money. This is the first time I've heard of it."
As she said that, she pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then looked at Lu Yao:
"Then... 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 it's appropriate?"< br>
Lu Yao opened his mouth.
In the end, he decided not to tell her about the dirty things about the charity fund.
"Okay. Let me contact you?"
"No, leave it to you. I'm not very good at this kind of thing, okay?"
"...Okay."
"Well, I'll go take a look in the cloakroom later. There are some that I haven't worn but don't like very much. You can take them too."
"...Okay."
Ever since, the rich woman who had opened up a new world walked directly into the bedroom after finishing her meal.
After about a few minutes, she suddenly appeared at the bedroom door and asked:
"Lu Yao, do they also accept stockings and shoes? There are also some accessories. My cloakroom is full, so I just cleared out some."
"..."
Looking at Lu Yao who was silent but with a strange expression, Xu Ruochu tilted his head, suddenly thought of something, and raised his finger at Lu Yao:
"Come in and help me take a look."
"Okay."
Lu Yao agreed and walked in.
Then he understood...the reason why there were only 4 bedrooms in such a large flat floor, including the master bedroom and nanny's room.
Because the size of the master bedroom has already caught up with Lu Yao's home.
It's not that the bedroom she lives in is very big, but the master bedroom is like another "new home".
Not to mention the bathroom and the sunny bedroom, there is a corridor in this house.
On the left is the bathroom, on the right is a very large cloakroom, and at the "end" of the corridor is the corner of the bedroom.
Looking at it, Lu Yao had a sense of deja vu that his own home was not even as good as Xu Ruochu's kennel.
And when he was led into the cloakroom, Lu Yao was speechless.
This cloakroom is actually a suite.
Outside there are all kinds of shoes and bags on one wall. Because there was no room, the bags were packed together one on top of the other.
And going inside, there is a space that feels about the same size as Lu Yao's own home.
It was filled with a dazzling array of clothes.
"..."
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 came to Lu Yao's mind: original flavor.
The corner of his mouth twitched and he subconsciously asked:
"Have these... been washed?"
"..."
I don’t know why, but the female president seemed to understand his subtext all of a sudden, and her face turned red:
"Hey!!"
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(End of chapter)