Hold On, You’re Something Else

Rong Jing didn't know how long Xie Ling had been watching there. It was a bit creepy when he thought of being looked at like this when he was asleep.

What is Xie Ling's hobby? Rong Jing felt that they needed to talk about it.

"You follow me?"

"Heh." Xie Ling sneered.

A faint mockery, as if to say you think I need?

It's very Xie Ling to mock full marks.

Rong Jing felt that he was not awake in an instant, and there was nothing in him worthy of Xie Ling's tracking. Even if he followed, no one would be so upright.

Xie Ling "Am I a ghost, what is your expression."

Rongjing "Of course you are not a ghost."

If you have to come here a few times, it will be more terrible than ghosts.

Whoever wakes up and suddenly sees someone in the room will not react better than me. If I didn't beat you to death, you are considered brothers and sisters.

I can't afford to offend, so just shut up.

Xie Ling watched Rongjing layering the quilt methodically, putting the clothes on the hangers into the bag, folding them neatly one by one, with no distractions, when he didn't exist.

It was the first time Xie Ling saw a person folding a quilt in a hotel room, and he also folded it into dried tofu. Xie Ling admires soldiers, so when he sees that his brother has this habit in life, somehow he feels good and feels comfortable.

Was Rong Kyung like this before?

Rong Jing hardly lived in Xie's house when he became an adult, and Xie Ling had no impression.

I always feel that Rongjing is different, as if his attitude towards him is a little better?

The sense of estrangement that could never be broken was silently torn apart a bit.

It's not very obvious, it's like an illusion.

For ten years, his little brother hid when he saw him, and he trembled like a sieve when he heard him speak, as if he was a scourge.

The chills are too many times, and I don't bother to care. Even if it is encountered, it is mostly based on lessons. The soft and the hard must be useful, otherwise what should be done if it becomes crooked.

If it wasn't for the little brother that felt a little change during the previous call, and happened to meet this time, he really didn't want to come over, he is not a masochist, specifically to see how much the little brother rejects himself?

Xie Ling covered the corner of her mouth and suppressed her smile.

He got up and opened the heavy curtains, and the light instantly illuminated the room, illuminating the two clearly.

Assistant Zhou Xiang came to the door and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Xie, Xiya's assessment report has come out." Zhou Xiang said hello to the brothers who had not been in harmony inside, "Little Master, it's been a long time."

Rong Jing nodded in response. Isn't it a long time since the original owner fell out with Xie's house, he simply didn't go back.

"Come out when you're done." Xie Ling said as he walked out, took the ad that Zhou Xiang handed over, and looked as if he was waiting for Rongjing.

Rong Jing glanced at Xie Ling in surprise. In memory, this elder brother was very impatient with the original owner, and would leave after a few words, let alone wait.

This eldest brother is well-known in the financial world. He is known for his precious time and stingy. Talking to him must be calculated in US dollars. He is a famous pick. There was an interview once that he didn't like to wait for people, because no one was more expensive than his time.

The original owner was very afraid that Xie Ling was not unreasonable. No matter what Xie Ling did, he was strong and had a strong dominance.

However, Rong Jing was a half-beat slow to react. He didn't receive the opponent's aura very much. When he was unfamiliar, he would not force himself to fight the evil forces. He quickly sorted it out, and followed Xie Ling out of the house in good faith.

Zhou Xiang followed with a wink, and took the shopping bag Rongjing bought yesterday.

Xie Ling glanced at the shopping bag unsatisfactorily. "Are you going to wear this stuff to a party?" What a mess.

This is actually very easy to misunderstand. The original owner has heard many similar things before, and always thinks that Xie Ling is laughing at the birth of a bunny and looks down on him.

In fact, Xie Ling and the original owner were born differently, and their concepts are different.

In the same sentence, from different angles, understanding will be very different.

Seeing that Rongjing has become a dull gourd again, Xie Ling is even stronger. "I'll let you order a set when I go back. Xie family must at least dress appropriately."

Rongjing has his own aesthetic for dressing, and of course it is good to customize it, but he doesn't wear it much except for formal occasions. He prefers to match it by himself. No one knows what he needs better than him.

He could hear what Xie Ling didn't look down on, but she didn't agree with it.

"I just wear it as I usually do, there is no need to customize it, how old-fashioned." A little playful warming up the originally rigid atmosphere, "Does my body look how old is younger?"

Zhou Xiang thought that there was another cold war behind him, and he was greatly relieved when he saw the young master round up the topic.

Oh my god, if you want to leave today, the vice president will be sulking again.

Xie Ling took a closer look. It was an off-white sweater of a fast-moving brand, underneath it was black slacks, very ordinary clothes, but it did look very comfortable on Rongjing, making this kid's legs longer.

Xie Ling didn't object anymore, just sneered, "You mean, I'm very old-fashioned?"

Involuntarily glanced at the metal frame on the aisle, looking at the vaguely reflected figure inside, it was still magnificent.

Rong Jing then realized that Xie Ling only wears custom-made clothes. What he said just now didn't mean it was targeted.

The relationship between this pair of brothers will not be the way you come and I will be getting colder and colder, and they will all twist and read each other's words.

Rongjing gave his own opinion, "I can't see the difference in your suit. Brother looks about the same age as me. Try another color next time?"

In memory, Xie Ling's clothes were always switched between bright black, deep black, and matte black.

Xie Ling only felt bells and whistles, but was a little satisfied with the meaning of his brother's words, and his eyes were milder.

The more we talked, the more weird it became. After we have known each other for ten years, Rongjing has never been so comfortable talking to him, and even dared to raise opinions.

"Do you remember what I said yesterday?" Xie Ling doubted seriously, Rong Jing didn't remember what he ordered. Who in the whole Xie family wouldn't worry about what he said was just this kid.

"I haven't forgotten, I have already bought the clothes for the dinner party."

Rongjing saw two oga standing next to the elevator. He changed his clothes and changed his gender by the way. He didn't recognize that one of them was the drunk he brought back last night. It just feels that because of the approach of a few of them, an oga with an outstanding temperament from the back suddenly tightens.

This kind of reaction is very subtle, and it is possible for a person to have this kind of reaction when he is nervous or with qi deficiency.

Rong Jing remembered that the world had that kind of oga that was very sensitive to breath. He only paused for a while and motioned Xie Ling to walk the stairs next to him and bypass the elevator.

They are just troublesome, but for oga, they have a more comfortable space.

Although Xie Ling was strange, Rong Jing wanted to exercise, and he had no reason to object.

At the entrance of the restaurant, Xie Ling suddenly stopped and looked at Rongjing.

In the past, Rongjing didn’t like to get along with him. Except for being forced to be helpless in the years when he was a child, he later avoided him from a distance. In fact, he and Rongjing have drifted away over the years. Have a good chat, let alone eat alone.

Today, I am willing to have breakfast with him. Can a person change so much?

Rong Jing felt goosebumps by him. Xie Ling's eyes were very dark. When he looked at people seriously, he was cold and heavy, and he felt a sharp sense of wind and rain.

Rongjing was a little uncomfortable. "What's wrong?"

Xie Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, "Go ahead and talk about it."

The waiter led them to the position by the window, Xie Ling did not move in the seat, and deliberately ordered "Help me get some."

Speaking of connecting to the ad that he carried with him, there was a video report from the other side of the ocean. It was still a video report from the company branch at night. Xie Ling put on a Bluetooth headset and listened, occasionally replying a few words.

Rong Jing could feel Xie Ling's hot and cold, and occasionally a bit suspicious of his gaze.

It is impossible to say not to be nervous, Xie Ling has a high IQ, a flexible mind, and is not a person who is easy to deceive. But he doesn't want to pretend. He doesn't know when he can go back. If he is unlucky and can't go back, should he continue to play the original role?

Most people shouldn't think that the soul has changed people, right?

It took him several days before he believed in changing the world, who would be so whimsical.

But Xie Ling noticed his changes, and he was still a little surprised.

He was originally worried about the mother of the original owner, but he didn't expect this unfamiliar elder brother to be the first to discover it.

No matter how nervous Rong Jing is, he is still calm on the face. He himself is a lazy person who can save his expression.

He chose a few of Xie Ling's preferences in his memory and sent them to him first.

This hotel’s breakfast, lunch and dinner are all buffets. Unlike other hotels, its Chinese food is particularly rich, including Cantonese dim sum, so rich that he saw several foreign guests have eaten dozens of plates.

Although Xie Ling was chatting on the video, his eyes were always observing Rong Jing, his face was still the same, but he took a closer look at the earth-shaking changes in his temperament.

In particular, there are many b or even o around him. They cast their eyebrows at him. Seeing that the younger brother is so popular, Xie Ling has a sense of pride that my brother has just grown up.

But the child didn't squint, didn't notice the enthusiasm of the people around him, and didn't know if he didn't see it or didn't care at all.

It seems that Rong Jing has grown up completely in a place he can't see, but he has missed a lot, and Xie Ling's heart is a little empty.

Rong Jing chose his breakfast, divided into different categories, and made him a bowl of noodles with shallots, and specially asked the chef to put lard.

That's right, no one except his family knows that he eats noodles and bibimbap like to add lard, this is his little brother, such as fake replacement.

The only difference is that Rongjing used to reject and hate him, as if he would never accept anyone from the Xie family, and now he doesn't feel that much hatred of him.

After Rongjing sat down, the entertainer brought morning tea, and Xie Ling personally poured a glass of milk for Rongjing.

Rong Jing glanced at the hot milk, and Xie Ling said flatly, "Calcium supplement."

Rong Jing didn't think he could grow taller at this age, but forget it, he didn't like to argue, and he drank Xie Ling's face in one breath.

Xie Ling glanced with satisfaction, in a good mood, and asked casually, "How's the breakfast here? Any ideas."

Actually, he didn't expect Rongjing to say anything useful, but he just found a topic bluntly.

“It’s a lot of thought. I remember that the buffet breakfast in most hotels is mainly Western style. Most of the breakfast buffets are similar. It is chilly when eaten in the stomach. But there are many Chinese-style meals. The ingredients are very fresh and taste. It is also very authentic, especially the Cantonese and Cantonese dim sum, which are very popular." Rong Jing said what he had just noticed and looked at the self-service area crowded with people. A comfortable and distinctive breakfast can add a lot of impression points. Even Rongjing drank the warm boat porridge and felt that the money was not a waste of money.

Although his tone is plain, he speaks slowly, giving a very sincere taste, and people can't help but listen.

Rongjing’s last life happened to go to the cover of a national photography magazine at Christmas. The shooting location was not far from Chinatown. He found that on Christmas Day, more than 90% of the stores in the country were closed and there were almost no people on the street. The only lively thing is Chinatown, almost every Chinese restaurant is full of people, and most of them are locals.

Eating Chinese food on Christmas has gradually become a national custom. Rongjing has always felt that to enter a new area, he must integrate into the local area, so I talked about this phenomenon with the locals, and most of them were the following kinds of answers.

—Because other stores are closed, where else can I go?

—It's the most lively here, and other places are frozen as dogs!

—I've been used to it since I was young, and this has become our culture here.

Among them, the Cantonese-style morning tea snacks are more in line with Western tastes, and what this hotel makes is just like the sweet taste that Rongjing has eaten. From this very subtle point, it can also be seen that the operators have ulterior motives to understand the taste of customs, taking into account the needs of Chinese and Western customers.

Rongjing took a bite of the barbecued pork rolls. Those experiences seemed to be yesterday. There was a little nostalgia in his eyes. The new world was very interesting and there was nothing wrong with it, but he even wanted to return to the original place.

Because of human nature, most people tend to prefer the places they are familiar with, where there are familiar people, things and careers that are in full swing.

If you can remember who Gu Xi is, is there hope to go back?

Xie Ling felt Rong Jing's sudden depression, and gave him a soup with crab noodles, "eat more."

Rong Jing was startled, and lowered his head to suppress the upwelling sourness and warmth.

Xie Ling coughed after hearing Rong Jing's praise of herself just now, "Breakfast is a high-paying national five-star chef."

Rongjing nodded, "No wonder." Few hotels can do so much at breakfast. Most of the breakfasts come with the room, so you can count on how good the gifts are. This hotel does the opposite, and it does make sense for it to be expensive.

"You have graduated for a few months. If you don't think about doing anything else, you want to go to the dead end of acting?" The question just now was also Xie Ling's temptation.

Apart from Xie's father, he is the person who opposes Rongjing Film Academy the most. What will he do for acting? Is there no food at home? Ask him to show his face!

"What I'm talking about can be done through observation. It's better to be a big brother in business. I know myself." Rong Jing thought the other party was testing whether he had ambitions. After all, the second youngest of the Xie family felt that the original master was grabbing property all day long.

"Now you have learned how to praise people? You have reached the top of your pocket money this month, so you won't increase it." Xie Ling thought about it and encouraged him, "You are talented in this aspect, at least you can see Cheryl at a glance. It’s unique, no matter how old you are, your eyes are not as long as they should be."

Thanks, Cheryl?

This hotel seems to be called this, ha, it wouldn't be so coincidental.

Rong Jing was stunned for a moment and looked directly at Xie Ling.

Finally, after a slow beat, he realized why Xie Ling knew which room he lived in and could enter the house unimpeded.

Xie Ling's expression changed, his tone was dangerous, "You, really forgot?"

Ah, so angry.

This brat is so indifferent to him! ? How dare to really ignore everything about Big Brother!

This brother, I really don't want it!

"No." Rong Jing immediately concealed his shocked expression, guilty of eating.

The original owner didn't think he was a member of the Xie family, and he would care about any industry, let alone Xie Ling's acquisition. How could he know something that the original owner didn't know.

"I haven't forgotten what you paid for the room, eh?" Broken.

"..."

"It's so dry at a young age?"

"..."

"Why, the wings are hard, you want to break it clean with me?"

The more Xie Ling talked, the more angry, the colder and harsher he talked, which really got angry.

No one near their table dared to approach. Xie Ling's coercion except Rongjing in front of him was unharmed, and everyone else felt obvious discomfort. The waiter saw that it was the boss and nervously moved around the periphery.

Rong Jing noticed his surroundings, and was a little unable to resist Xie Ling's repeated questions, and felt that Xie Ling was not indifferent and disgusted with his origin as the original owner thought.

Just found an excuse to go back to school today, and just run away.

Before leaving, Xie Ling asked him to add his WeChat account, and his attitude was still tough. Rong Jing, who had found all reasons to refuse in the past, unexpectedly agreed this time.

It took ten years for Xie Ling to finally add the younger brother’s WeChat. He did not go to see his brother’s circle of friends. He only looked indifferently at the people who wanted to run away when he saw him. , I don’t want to happen a second time."

Rongjing heard the previous sentence. This is for him to contact regularly.

The latter sentence, what happened yesterday, did you bring oga to open the room? Is that something he can't open if he wants to? Does it mean that if oga sleeps in a room with him, his chastity is not chastity?

Rongjing declined the lobby manager to call a taxi for him. During this rush hour, taxis can block life in doubt.

As the old saying goes, commuting in first-tier cities is either blocked, crowded, or blocked and crowded.

He checked the route, and the nearest subway to the film school was a direct subway, which was less than ten minutes' walk away.

On the other side of the lobby, with his back to Rong Jing, it was Gu Xi and his good friend Guan Hongyi who asked at the front desk.

They wanted to settle yesterday's room rate, but they were told by the front desk that it had been settled.

Guan Hongyi was still a little unwilling to ask, "Can I know who sent me here? I want to pay him back the room charge."

The front desk still remembers that when it was delivered yesterday, she was obviously a beautiful blonde woman, but today she turned into a delicate young man.

For transvestism, most people still can't accept it well.

Guan Hongyi could feel the strange eyes around him, he had been used to it a long time ago, and he didn't care.

The front desk was very polite and handed over the note with the address written on it. "The gentleman said, if you want to return it, please send it to this address."

Guan Hongyi took it over and took a look. Xxxx Film Academy was grade 12, and Lei Feng took it.

Guan Hongyi and Gu Xi glanced at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"It's from the film school, your younger brother?"

Gu Xi nodded. He graduated by skipping a grade, and he was indeed his junior at grade 12.

The front desk is also a bit awkward, who can think of their young master, it is really clear. Aren't such rich young masters very rich? This one is really a different firework.

This letter seems to say that although it has helped you, since we are strangers, in order not to make you feel guilty, the amount of money that should be counted must be clear.

Of course, if the other party did not propose to pay for the room, the front desk would not show that note.

Rong Jing had planned to pay all by himself, but he thought he still had this kind of demeanor.

Guan Hongyi "I don't want to know the name now. I can always give me the room number. I'll go up and say thank you." Such a rare species, it is a pity to let it go.

The front desk still apologized and said that they cannot disclose the privacy of customers, this is a rule.

Guan Hongyi is still a little bit reconciled, "Just thank you can't do it?"

The front desk continued to refuse with a smile, "I'm really sorry."

For the young master’s message, Mr. Xie personally gave the order.

"And that guest has already left." Just behind you at 11 o'clock, just walked out.

Gu Xi couldn't see Guan Hongyi's thoughts. This was the joy of seeing Lie Xie again. He dragged his friend and dragged him out, while whispering "Don't embarrass others." Seeing their attitude, they know that they will never Said.

Guan Hongyi sighed, "Isn't I reluctant, if you see it, you can't help it."

Gu Xi smiled faintly, the wind in the late summer blew a pool of spring water, only a small smile, but also thrilling.

Guan Hongyi looked at Gu Xi, and felt that he was thinking too much.

Only when others couldn't help Gu Xi, Gu Xi would not be interested in anyone.

Nothing is possible.

buffet.

After Rong Jing left, Xie Ling's expression instantly cooled down, and as soon as he stood up, a violent person appeared at the door. The visitor has dyed red hair, has a flamboyant temperament, and his outfit is of great value, just like a walking cash machine.

"Brother Xie, wait a minute!"

Xie Ling turned his head and glanced, and recognized that he was a celebrity from the Shanghai stock market. He was nicknamed the prince by younger generations of ancestors. He was the only heir of the Wu family. From black to white, influenced by the earlier atmosphere, it was very arrogant and domineering.

"Wu Shao."

Wu Fu (fu) Yu doesn't care about Xie Ling's cold face at all, Xie Ling is not of their generation. Although he was only a dozen years old, Xie Ling already had real power and was a typical child of another family. Even Wu Fuyu did not dare to put on airs in front of him.

He was massaged all night, but his neck still hurts. He went to the hospital to take a film. The quack doctors said that he was only sprained and there was no serious injury at all.

The expression seemed to say that he was lying, and Wu Fuyu was so angry that he didn't sleep all night, and he was almost incontinent in pain. Doesn't it mean that there is no serious injury? Are they all blind?

He must find that **** bastard!

He painstakingly drew a portrait of a person with his own hands and gave it to Xie Ling, hoping that he could help find someone.

His family originated from the Shanghai Stock Exchange, and there are no outlets in these four or nine cities. Of course, it is better to find a local snake.

Xie Ling showed no expression on her face when she saw this so-called portrait of a person.

Zhou Xiang, the assistant behind him, twitched his mouth and glanced at the honey-confident Young Master Wu.

A simple stroke like a little monster, where can they find someone?

Ghosts can only be found when they are found.

Does anyone in this world look like Godzilla?

The author has something to say that Wu Fuyu is honest, they all say that I am a modernist Picasso

This chapter is mainly about family love~

Thanks to the little angel er who threw the mine, the actor Duoqiu, Qingyou, my dear meow~, littlehey, Chen Qi, double ten and two, 33969518, singing in the daytime and drinking wine, and 1 light shirt;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!