Due to his strong sense of perception, Jiang Han is very sensitive to other people's eyes, and this sensitivity is even reflected on his body.
For example, when someone looks at her, she can even feel that the other person is looking at that part of her.
Lin Zhaojun nodded slightly and said:
"Yong Jieyan, Miss Qin Shunying has found a very famous female companion for me, not only for her beauty."
"I didn't expect that she said that the great witch who lacks a female companion would be you." Jiang Han responded.
You are the representative figure of other people's children, a big shot who will 100% occupy the seat of a great witch in the future, and a rich man who is very likely to control 13% of the shares of the super giant folding space.
By the way, you are still the most powerful witch in the country, maybe even the most powerful in the world.
Jiang Han muttered for a moment, then saw Lin Zhaojun take out the coins and put them on the table, and said politely but forcefully:
"I made an appointment with a famous fashion designer. She may be impatient to wait."
Fashion designer... a word that sounds inextricably linked to expensiveness... At this time, I should be happy or flattered... Jiang Han thought for half a second and showed a sweet and lovely smile: "Sorry to trouble you."
Taking Jiang Han out of the teahouse, Lin Zhaojun slowly put on his big-brimmed hat at the door, turned his left thumb inward and placed it on his abdomen, and held Jiang Han's hand with the palm of his right hand facing up:
"How did Miss Jiang and Miss Qin meet?"
Jiang Han put her hand on her and found that Lin Zhaojun's hand was a bit cold and not very human. After being stunned for a moment, she replied with a smile:
"After I accidentally visited the Witch's House, I was spotted by the store manager and joined there. Then I gradually became familiar with it and began to accept private commissions from her."
"That's right. I used to work at the Witch's House for a while. My store manager at that time was named Lin Xi, and he was very helpful to me." Lin Zhaojun and Jiang Han were walking on the street.
"Then what?" The peach blossoms were in full bloom, and the petals fell. Jiang Han reached out to catch one.
"Not every story has an ending." Lin Zhaojun smiled and shook his head, and then said: "Qin Shunying worked with me at the beginning and had a good relationship with everyone."
A mysterious woman who only speaks half of her words... Jiang Han slandered Lin Zhaojun, nodded and said:
"The store manager is really a communication expert and she always takes good care of us."
Miss Lin agreed with her remarks and said with a slight smile:
"She's always like that, and I'm like a parrot compared to her. She says, 'Hello, ma'am, what can I do for you?' and I say, 'What can I do for you.' ... Repeating her words,
Like a shoddy repeater."
"...I appreciate people who have the ability to laugh at themselves." Jiang Han said this after being stunned for half a second.
This made the other person smile again:
"I appreciate those who appreciate me."
…
…
It was a pleasure to chat with Lin Zhaojun. Jiang Han felt this from the bottom of his heart. He was very knowledgeable and eloquent.
The most important thing is that they are generous and all food, drinks and entertainment are included... Jiang Han drank peach juice and sat on a bench outside the gate of a villa. Lin Zhaojun was on the steps and rang the doorbell:
"Yue Yating, I brought my friends here."
A young, alert voice came from the door: "Who!?"
Lin Zhaojun said gently: "It's me, Lin Zhaojun."
The childish voice suddenly became louder, and he shouted sharply: "Get out! Get your friends and get out! I don't want to see you!"
...I heard it right, the person inside said the word 'get out' to perhaps the strongest witch in the world... How brave is this? Jiang Han was a little stunned.
Lin Zhaojun turned around and smiled awkwardly at her.
Jiang Han kept a shocked expression: "Miss Lin, doesn't she have a bad temper?"
"Maybe." Lin Zhaojun shook his head.
"Did you have any issues with her?" Jiang Han asked cautiously again.
"Maybe." Lin Zhaojun held up his face, looking thoughtful.
The powerful witch took off her baton-like wand and gently tapped the door of the villa.
hiss
The door was directly broken down into invisible matter and dissipated in the air. A horrified cry came from inside the door: "Lin Zhaojun! You are illegally intruding! Last time, no, last time, you
I cheated you with my powerful dragon scale, and I haven’t sued you yet!”
Lin Zhaojun sighed:
"Good sister, do you think calling the police would be useful for me?"
"..." The voice fell silent.
Lin Zhaojun shrugged, smiled at Jiang Han and said: "You see, my good sisters sometimes fail to recognize this fact. They always ask me to practice it, and then they understand that resistance is useless, but instead arouse my passion.
Out of curiosity, now I don’t just want her to design your evening dress, really.”
She looked curious and confused, but there was no emotion mixed in. It was like a robot with facial expressions programmed. She ruthlessly walked into the villa whose door had been dissolved, holding the command stick in her hand.
A stick-like wand.
...Jiang Han covered his mouth with his hands and widened his eyes.
After more than ten seconds, Lin Zhaojun came out and bowed slightly in a gentlemanly manner: "Please come in."
Then he led Jiang Han to the hall of the villa, poured her a cup of tea, and said, "Please treat this place as your own home."
"……Uh-huh."
Jiang Han responded casually, holding tea in both hands and looking at the chandelier in the hall. A petite witch's hands and feet were tied and hung there, and her mouth was taped.
"I am always shocked by the courage of my good sisters." Lin Zhaojun clapped his hands and waved his magic wand lightly.
The petite witch who was hung appeared on the sofa, already freed from her trap, and glared at Lin Zhaojun with a pair of big orange eyes.
She opened her mouth, then thought of something and closed her mouth, just glaring.
"This is Miss Yue Yating, my classmate. Back then, she brought twenty witches to try to trouble me in school. I made her tap dance for twenty hours, which sharpened her mind. From then on, she became my
good sisters."
Twenty hours of tap dancing... Jiang Han felt that she had underestimated Miss Lin Zhaojun's bad taste. She was probably the purest witch she had ever seen.
The witch, who was dressed very petite and exquisitely, shouted like her hair was blowing:
"You made the first move! You provoked me first! You disobeyed the rules first!"
She stared at her big orange eyes and angrily shouted: "We agreed that we would use magic power to draw a 38-meter line! But you drew the 38-meter line on my body!"
...Sounds a bit cheesy...Jiang Han thought.
She saw Lin Zhaojun sneer, spread his hands, and said:
"My hands are slippery."
"Not only did you paint well! You also painted it very neatly!" Yue Yating said.
Lin Zhaojun said casually:
"I have obsessive-compulsive disorder."
"You drew two 38th lines!" Yue Yating gritted her teeth.
"This is the spirit of craftsmanship." Lin Zhaojun seemed impatient, grabbed the baton and waved it.
Poor Miss Yue Yating was hung up again.
"Good sister, now you have to design an evening dress for this lovely Miss Jiang Han, otherwise I will write the entire Marxist Manifesto on you." Lin Zhaojun threatened.
"I'll do it! Can't I do it?" Yue Yating's face was a little pale, she was frightened.
Then, Lin Zhaojun put her down and said to Jiang Han with satisfaction:
"Look, this is my good sister."
...After I finish being your female companion, I will definitely have nothing to do with you and never want to see you again... Jiang Han swallowed and nodded obediently. She felt that Lin Zhaojun's gentlemanly demeanor before was...
