In a landscape garden, a tall, thin, pale-skinned young man was sitting by the flower bed, looking at the boys playing football on the wide grass not far away.
One of the boys, with lively eyebrows and white skin, was the one Dong Yi took away from the treatment center. He had already become familiar with the children here under Dong Yi's arrangement.
At this moment, the boy was lifting up his fair legs under a pair of shorts and kicked the football that had rolled over hard. His raised hair was dripping with crystal beads of sweat. He was very energetic and touching.
When the football hit the net, the boys on the same team immediately ran towards him and cheered: "Lolo, good shot!"
The boy named "Luoluo" smiled and high-fived them, his smart eyes shining like the blazing sun.
After Dong Yi withdrew his gaze, he looked at the young man opposite and asked with a smile: "Mr. Cheng, the kid who scored the goal is the best I can find so far. I wonder if you are satisfied or not?"
Cheng Ming's index finger gently rubbed the rim of the coffee cup. After a moment, he said: "Is there anyone more exquisite than him?"
"No more!" Dong Yi sighed and asked, "Mr. Cheng, I really don't know what kind of person I need to be able to catch your eye."
"The boy I want..." Cheng Ming thought of the little boy he bumped into in the locker room on the day he went to the racecourse. He was the most delicate and beautiful boy he had ever seen. He couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick it.
At the corner of his mouth, he said: "It is indeed far from the best."
Unfortunately, that day, the boy's mother was standing guard outside the locker room, so Cheng Ming couldn't find a chance to make a move, so he could only leave with his thoughts.
From that day on, Cheng Ming began to order Dong Yi to search for substitutes similar to that boy, but they were always unsatisfactory. It was not until today that Dong Yi called him to tell him that new products were coming to his door.
Cheng Ming just came over to take a look.
Dong Yi probed: "Since the boy Mr. Cheng wants is not an ordinary boy, why not settle for the next best thing?"
Cheng Ming sneered: "I spent three million for you to buy goods, but you want me to settle for the next best thing?"
Dong Yi really didn't want to give up this business, so he asked Xingyi: "How about I give you half the discount, 1.5 million?"
After Cheng Ming hesitated for a moment, he looked at Luo Luo and suddenly asked: "Is his body okay?"
Dong Yi showed a sly smile and said: "That must be no problem! Look how energetic he is when he plays football. I believe he will not disappoint Mr. Cheng in other aspects."
After hearing this, Cheng Ming said slowly: "Okay, just him."
Dong Yi looked happy when he saw Cheng Ming stand up and want to walk down the flower bed.
Dong Yi immediately felt nervous and chased after him and asked: "Master Cheng, what are you going to do?"
Cheng Ming said: "Take him away."
Dong Yi laughed dryly: "Not yet."
Cheng Ming frowned and said displeased: "Why not? Are you afraid that I won't pay back the money?"
Dong Yi said hurriedly: "No, no, Mr. Cheng is a frequent visitor to our place. How can I still not trust you? The main reason is that we haven't taught him the rules yet."
"What do I think it is?" Cheng Ming smiled and said, "I prefer pure natural ones."
But Dong Yi still stood in front of him and said: "It's really not possible, Mr. Cheng!"
Cheng Ming's expression began to deteriorate visibly: "What's wrong?"
Dong Yi said with a troubled face: "To tell you the truth, this child does not belong to our orphanage yet."
"I see."
Cheng Ming knew that the children here were all collected by Dong Yi through various channels: "Can't you just buy them with money as usual?"