[Comprehensive] President, come to the bowl

周日

At exactly nine o'clock in the morning, a silver-gray Porsche parked steadily in front of Arisugawa.The person sitting in the driver's seat slowly rolled down the tinted window glass, revealing a wrinkled and weather-beaten face, smiling cautiously and kindly at Jun Arisukawa outside the car.

"I kept you waiting, I'm Jiusaka, the driver of Feng's family."

The middle-aged man, about 50 years old, finished his self-introduction, then untied his safety belt, opened the door and walked out.Hisaka stopped next to Arisukawa, bent over and made a gesture of gently pulling the rear door.The window behind the driver's seat was closed, leaving only a small gap.The brown glass shielded all prying eyes to a great extent, even though it was a blur from the outside, Arisukawa Jun also knew that sitting in the car was the third young master of the Feng family who had arrived late.

The right hand placed on the car door did not move for a long time, Hisaka observed Arisukawa Jun's expression, while considering the words and explained:

"Master Jing Ye usually sleeps until eleven or twelve o'clock on weekends. Today...if he has any negligence, please don't mind."

Hisaka spoke ambiguously, and the room for reverie between the words expanded infinitely.

What exactly does the so-called "neglect" in his mouth mean, and to what extent can it be reached? Arisukawa Jun has no ability to study it carefully without knowing any information, and she responded with a smile.

"I have to trouble you, Mr. Hisaka, today."

Before Arisukawa Jun got a firm answer, Hisaka felt somewhat apprehensive.Just this morning, the maids in charge had to work hard to get Master Jingye off the bed. I heard that there were some unlucky little girls who were hit by the pillows thrown by the master.

Although Jiusaka didn't witness the whole process of Feng Jingye's waking up with his own eyes, just seeing him being carried by the butler into the back seat of the car with great momentum is enough to get a glimpse of the leopard.Jiusaka was afraid that Feng Jingye would do something disrespectful to the lady in front of him when he was unconscious, so he followed the housekeeper's instructions early in the morning to collect all the hard objects on his body.

At this moment, Hisaka pulls a little force on the right hand of the car door, and makes an inviting gesture with his left hand.

Jun Arisukawa thanked him, his head was protected by Hisaka's right hand, and he sat down in the car with his back bent. The door of the rear seat was closed again. In the dark car, the brown window once again acted as a barrier. What it successfully blocked this time was the scorching sun that was intensifying outside.

It took a few seconds to adapt to the dark environment, and before Arisukawa Jun turned his head to see Feng Jingye's situation clearly, Hisaka, who was sitting in the driver's seat, carefully handed something over.Arisukawa Jun held it in her hand silently, and all she felt was some hard touch. She spread her palm and took a closer look. There were all kinds of coins and pens, and the largest one was a bright yellow shell. According to speculation, it was Feng Jingye's cell phone.

Undoubtedly, Young Master Feng Jingye had just experienced a sweeping body search. As for why the servants of the Feng family took great pains to search for these things, it is still unknown.Youqi Chuanjun stared at the things in his hands and studied for a while, but forgot to pay attention to Feng Jingye's situation for a moment.She didn't think for a long time, but the sudden heavy weight on her shoulders startled her unprepared, and her open right palm trembled accordingly.

With this large shake, all the original things on the palm of the hand were shaken onto the soft carpet in the car.The weight of her left shoulder made her unable to bend down in time to pick up the things that fell around her feet. She turned her head with difficulty to look at Feng Jingye, who was leaning on the car window a few minutes ago to catch sleep, with the constant speed. In the car, the body gradually tilted, and finally put his head on Arisukawa's shoulder.

I don't know if it was because Feng Jingye slept too little last night, or if it was difficult to wake up once he fell asleep, whether it was the bumpy road or the impetuous driver honking his horn one after another, none of them could restore the consciousness of the third young master of the Feng family. to the waking state.

His sleep talk was so low that it was barely audible, Arisukawa Jun only captured sporadic words.

What "Senior Honey's expenses...", "Chun Fei owes money...", and so on, the content of Feng Jingye's dreams should be related to club activities.

His shoulders were a little paralyzed by his pillow, and Arisukawa Jun just tried to adjust his sitting posture when Feng Jingye yelled at him in a low voice.

"Who allowed you to move around!"

Arisu Chuanjun froze in the middle of the movement, she lowered her head to listen to Feng Jingye's movement, but saw someone lingering in the dream frowning and brushing her long hair impatiently.Arisukawa Jun's long hair hanging on his chest was somehow entangled with the frame of Feng Jingye's gold-rimmed glasses, and Feng Jingye was caressing it in a disorderly manner, but Arisukawa forcibly pulled out one of them without checking for a while.

Arisukawa Jun gasped in pain.

Until now, she finally had a preliminary understanding of Hisaka's so-called "neglect".

If he hadn't experienced it personally, Arisukawa Jun would never believe that Feng Jingye, who is gentle on the surface, has such a large number of violent factors dormant in his body.This is far from Feng Jingye's usual humility, Arisukawa secretly judged.

She drew a portrait of Feng Jingye in her heart, gentle, arrogant, forbearing, and explosive... Several completely different qualities collided with each other, bursting out fierce sparks, and this high temperature continued. After fermenting, finally this unfinished portrait belonging to Feng Jingye fell apart.

"Is family business really that important?"

Arisukawa Jun's thoughts were attracted by Feng Jingye's questioning.

In the dream, Feng Jingye stood in a ruined wall, and he stepped on the door plate of the "Third Music Classroom". Xu Wanghuan stood in front of him, pointing at the ruins around him, and shouted hoarsely. asked over and over again.

"Jing Ye, is inheriting the family business really important? Is it more important than the Host department you worked so hard on? Is it more important than our friendship?"

Feng Jingye woke up screaming, and after looking around in a daze for a while, her cloudy eyes regained clarity.He felt the tenderness in the palm of his hand, looked sideways, and found Arisukawa Jun who was sitting beside him at some point.

"Have a nightmare?"

Feng Jingye recalled that terrible dream, and suddenly let go of Arisukawa Jun's hand like throwing away a hot potato, and then he realized that his excessive reaction was easy to be suspicious, so he had to cover his forehead with his right hand , replied dully:

"Ah."

The sweet fragrance from Arisukawa Jun's body passed over Feng Jingye's nose, reminding him for no reason of the cup of jade dew she made for himself when the two met for the first time.Gradually, the refreshing breath turned into a stench mixed with desire, which made him avoid it.

The focus of Feng Jingye's eyes was loose, and a picture was frozen in front of his eyes, which was the end of the dream just now, his companions were drifting away, and he was alone.

Xu Wanghuan's questioning voice was heard.

Is inheritance really that important?

Feng Jingye couldn't help asking herself in her heart.

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Yokohama exhibition site

As Hirokuin expected, since there is no restriction on the identity of the visitors this time, ordinary citizens rarely have access to a wide variety of luxury tea sets, so they showed unprecedented enthusiasm for the exhibition.When Feng Jingye and Arisukawa Jun arrived, the exhibition venue was already overcrowded.The summer has not yet officially entered, and the air conditioner is turned on indoors, and the shoulder-to-shoulder visitors are still sweating in a very short period of time.

Standing at the entrance of the exhibition, exile the sight.As far as Feng Jingye could see, there was nothing else but heads of varying heights.He who never liked to join in the fun, suddenly felt withdrawn. This crowd of people looked like several common people's supermarkets had joined forces for a big discount!

As soon as Feng Jingye stepped back, she heard Xi Chuanrun's suppressed low cry behind her.

He lowered his head for some unknown reason, and saw that there was an inexplicably gray mark on the instep of Arisukawa's pair of high-heeled shoes.

"Are you okay?"

"fine."

Arisukawa Jun smiled at him indifferently.

Although, like Feng Jingye, he is not sensitive to thanking for such an overly lively occasion, this time should be regarded as an exception.In fact, regardless of whether Feng Jingya invites or not, Arisukawa Jun will come to Yokohama in person.The background of family business tea sets is destined for her to do her part. In addition to using her life-long events to gain more opportunities, she is also responsible for such painstaking market research.

Father Arisukawa Shun intends to expand the consumer group of his tea set from the middle and upper bourgeoisie to ordinary common people, and the current group of visitors is undoubtedly the potential consumer group.Arisukawa Jun's task is to grasp other people's preferences and aesthetics from their comments.

When Feng Jingye turned his head, he inadvertently found a trace of impatience hidden deep in his eyes, and Arisukawa Jun's heart trembled suddenly.

"Otherwise, Jing Ye would still..."

Feng Jingye seemed to have noticed her persuasion, and cut off her words before saying:

"Hold my hand and go in now."

Youqi Chuanjun lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and saw Feng Jingye's right hand stretched out to his eyes.

She had no choice but to pretend not to notice his lack of interest, and obediently stretched out her palm.The moment his hands were clasped, Jun Arisukawa couldn't help being stunned for a moment by the strange touch.

The palm holding her is generous and warm, and of course it can also bring a sense of security to girls.But her heart was wrapped in a sense of loss, and she was almost breathless with depression.Arisukawa Jun subconsciously wanted to reject this feeling, as if the seeds left in his chest at a certain moment finally rushed out of the ground in the absence of light. Giant trees.

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The valuable tea sets are neatly placed in closed glass containers, and the materials and characteristics of the exhibits are introduced in two languages, Japanese and English, in front of the counter where the exhibits are displayed.Feng Jingye and Arisukawa Jun visited one by one, without much communication with each other.One is that Yu Chuanjun needs to be distracted to pay attention to the comments of other visitors, and the other is that Feng Jingye, who has a fixed biological clock, does not have enough energy to talk to her.

Standing not far away, watching the dazzling array of exhibits in the window.Feng Jingye, whose eyes fell on the display board at the counter, felt that the densely packed words turned into annoying mosquitoes, buzzing non-stop in his ears.

His heart became more irritable.

As for the knowledge of tea sets that I made up for last night, Feng Jingye had already thrown it out of the blue.

At this time, he even felt that it was more valuable to go to bed early than to stay up all night to find a common topic with Arisukawa Jun.

After a brief flash, Feng Jingye stepped away under the urging of other visitors, and headed for the next display window. He was out of his mind and didn't notice the empty palm at all.Soon after he left, Arisukawa Jun, who carefully collected the comments of many visitors, made a preliminary judgment on the aesthetics of most people after summarizing:

Advocating simplicity and beauty, most of the materials I like are white porcelain.

Such an investigation result surprised Jun Arisukawa, and she quickly understood it after thinking about it.

Japan's overall fast-paced lifestyle leaves people with no leisure time to appreciate some intricate beauty. On the contrary, simple and clear designs are more popular with them.

Arisukawa Jun came to a simple conclusion, and just planned to follow Feng Jingye's footsteps to leave, but when she turned around, he didn't know where he went.Although Feng Jingye's tall figure was conspicuous enough, it was still hidden among the many visitors and could not be found easily.

Arisukawa Jun stopped at the spot for a moment, looked around without any hope, and found nothing in the haystack.She simply gave up the useless work, took out the mobile phone in her bag, fiddled with the keyboard, and dialed Feng Jingye's number.

The phone was connected shortly after.

However, the owner of the mobile phone did not answer it for a long time. Amidst the footsteps around him, Arisukawa Jun seemed to hear the ringing of the phone from beside him. If there is no answer, it will be transferred to voicemail automatically.

Arisukawa Jun followed the sound and searched for it, but he didn't expect to find the conscientious bright yellow mobile phone in his bag---the mobile phone belonging to Feng Jingye.Only then did Arisukawa Jun recall that she tried to return her mobile phone, pen and other items to Feng Jingye after she got off the car, but the latter thought these things were too cumbersome, so she temporarily put them in Arisukawa's bag and did not carry them with her.

Without a mobile phone, this means that Arisukawa Jun cannot contact Feng Jingye.

She looked around the exhibition ground carefully again, and the broadcasting device protruding from the wall caught her attention.Is the only method available now is to use broadcasting and spread the word?

This seems to damage Feng Jingye's reputation?

Arisukawa Jun found a secluded corner with relatively few visitors, hesitating about the strategy he came up with when he was at the end of the road.

Suddenly, she heard a familiar call.

That voice seemed to contain endless penetrating power, even in a noisy environment, it could reach Arisukawa's cochlea unimpeded.

"Xiaorun."

Arisukawa Jun raised his head in response, and after searching for a while at a loss, he found the owner of the voice right in front of him.At the same time, when she finally got the man's face in her eyes, she couldn't help feeling a wave of heart palpitations.

He was wearing a casual shirt and jeans, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and let out another lazily cry.

"Xiaorun."

There were several visitors between that person and Arisukawa Jun. They looked at each other from a distance, and the corners of Arisukawa's mouth almost subconsciously turned up.

She and Ninja Yuuji... haven't seen each other in private for a long time.