Mr. Perfect Makeover

Wu Xin suddenly didn't expect Xiao Rufeng to be so talkative, and he would stride away without saying a word.

"and many more!"

"Why?" Wu Xin suddenly turned around in doubt.

"Where are you going?"

"Go back to the room!"

"Who asked you to go back to the room? Come with me." Xiao Rufeng said lightly.

"Wait, wait, Mr. Xiao, who is this?" He Fuming asked.

"Wu Xinran, my assistant."

"When will I be... Ah, yes, I'm his assistant." The defense that was originally spoken shrank back after seeing Xiao Rufeng's sharp gaze.

Then He Fuming smiled lightly and said: "Yuan, so that's the case. Master Xiao is really a master, even his assistants are like this, so different from ordinary people, hehehe."

Although this sounds harsh, I really can’t blame He Fuming. Xiao Rufeng is born with a noble and domineering temperament, but the simple shirt and trousers are already hard to look at, and Wu Xin is wearing a cheap white shirt, which is washed black. It's blue, it's uncomfortable to look at, and I'm wearing a pair of floral beach pants and a pair of flip-flops, that's fine, my hair hasn't been taken care of for a long time, and the long bangs cover most of my forehead. There is also a bright red birthmark below the left chin, no matter how you look at it, it is the same kind of person as Ah San and Ah Si on the street. It is too reluctant to say that he is an assistant, but when He Fuming said this, Wu Xin suddenly lost the little self-esteem in his heart. It's a mess.

"That's right, don't look at who our master Xiao is, would you hire someone who looks like an assistant as an assistant?" Based on the information he overheard, Wu Xin suddenly guessed that Xiao Rufeng was some kind of feng shui cheating money Master, said nonchalantly: "But I think Mr. He, your seal is black, and you may have bad luck recently, so be careful, you know, as the old saying goes, misfortune comes out of your mouth!"

"Really, really? Master Wu, do the math for me again, how can this bad luck be broken?" Although He Fuming saw that Wu Xinran was dressed as a different person, he spoke seriously, and also saw Xiao Rufeng's With this ability, he was immediately convinced.

"This..."

"Hmm." Xiao Rufeng coughed lightly, and the implication was that the point was over.

Wu Xin suddenly said dog-leggedly: "How can I, a mortal, understand such secrets, of course I have to ask our Master Xiao."

He Fuming looked expectantly at Xiao Rufeng again.

Xiao Rufeng slowly showed a half-smile, "Shall we go and see Mrs. He first?"

"Oh, yes, yes." He Fuming's heart trembled slightly, and he quickly responded.

When He Fuming went to drive, Xiao Rufeng and Wu Xin were waiting at the door.

"Xiao Rufeng, I didn't expect you to be a magic stick. It doesn't match your image." Wu Xin suddenly thought more and more that it was incredible. Let him drop his glasses.

Xiao Rufeng smiled lightly, and then his eyes turned cold, "You confuse me with a swindler who set up a small stall at the entrance of the vegetable market?"

Wu Xin waved his hand suddenly, laughed and said: "No, no, no, how can they compare with you? Look at your temperament, look at your connotation, even if I am blind, I can't confuse you!" Of course you can't confuse them, can you Confusing a normal monkey with a monkey in clothes?Of course not, with this dress, his worth and status will be different. Wu Xin suddenly understands this kind of necessary packaging.

Xiao Rufeng glanced at him, straightened his head, and did not continue speaking.

Wu Xin suddenly made himself feel bored, so he also stopped talking.

He Fuming's car drove over.

"Su Demon Master." Xiao Rufeng said calmly the moment he opened the car door.

Wu Xin was taken aback for a long time before he realized that Xiao Rufeng was talking to him.

Su demon master?