Luo Lei darkened his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, when Jing Jiaren suddenly picked up a bottle of drink next to his seat——
【Tomato, you tomato】juice.
Jing Jiaren instantly remembered the idiot advertisement that Wen Xinnuan shot: In the early morning, Wen Xinnuan lazily got up from the bed, and suddenly a tomato flew over to her. She chopped it horizontally, and another tomato came over, and she slapped her hard.
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Just like this, patting left and right, all the tomatoes were squeezed into nutritious juice.
Wen Xinnuan sat at the breakfast table, picked up a glass and drank it: "Tomato, you tomato-juice~~~You have to drink it every day~~~"
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Luo Lei also thought of this advertisement at the same time, but he felt differently from Jing Jiaren. He thought of the "tomato scrambled eggs" and "tomato scrambled eggs" he fried for Wen Xinnuan in the small rental house...
Every time I drink this drink, I am reminded of that time.
Damn, this woman is really famous now. She is everywhere on the subway, in front of bus stops, on the screens of buildings...
Anywhere where there is a lot of people, you can see her stupid face!
Jing Jiaren looked at Wen Xinnuan's enlarged smiling face on the drink package and couldn't help but laugh: "So you are a fan of Wen Xinnuan?"
Luo Lei snorted disdainfully.
"You're not a fan, why are you buying the drinks she endorses?" Jing Jiaren looked at the back seat, and there was another box there!
"By the way!"
"Don't tell me, you bought her CD just for fun." Jing Jiaren opened the CD rack of the sports car. In addition to some classic songs, there was also a piece of Wen Xinnuan's latest single disc.
When a person becomes popular, records, advertisements, movies, variety shows, and all kinds of things come to him.
"Jing Popo, you have a lot of hands and feet?" Luo Lei was extremely unhappy.
"No more, no more, one pair of hands, one pair of feet." Jing Jiaren teased, "Let's play it and have a listen. I haven't heard Wen Xinnuan sing before."
"I'm warning you not to touch it!" Luo Lei put the disc back unceremoniously and closed the CD rack.
Jing Jiaren curled up her lower lip: "Stingy." In fact, Luo Lei felt very good about teasing him, especially when he saw that he clearly cared about Wen Xinnuan, but he also had a sullen face, looking arrogant and suffering...
A phone was suddenly thrown to Jing Jiaren.
"what?"
"I want to hear that stupid woman's voice," he said sinisterly, "and make sure you can really find her."
Isn't this damn Luo Jian stupid at this critical moment?
Jing Jiaren was silent for a while: "You withdraw the money first and then I'll make a call."
"Call to withdraw money first."
"Get the money first..."
"I don't have time to talk to you!" Luo Lei braked suddenly, Jing Jiaren's body tilted slightly, and the next second, the sports car turned around and headed back.
"What are you doing?" Jing Jiaren felt vaguely that something was wrong.
"Send you back, and you can negotiate terms with me." He raised his lips insidiously, threatening.
Jing Jiaren really wanted to slap him to death: "Luo Dashian, with your nature, you deserve to be warm and warm, but I won't like you!"
Luo Lei braked suddenly again, with a look of sullenness on his face as if he had been stepped on in a painful spot: "Call."
Jing Jiaren sighed, she really didn't want to drag Wen Xinnuan down, but her life safety was more important at this time...
Jing Jiaren had no choice but to pick up her phone and dial Wen Xinnuan's private number——
She has been in private contact with Wen Xinnuan, so she remembers Wen Xinnuan's number.
The phone rang once and the call went through...
"Ji Zi'ang, I'm really annoying you, don't call me again!"