Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 259 Mission: 04-5 Airdrop Support
"Uh...how much does that convert to?"

Hearing Lu Mingfei's question on the other end of the phone, Nero smiled slightly and gave a figure: "About 100,000 US dollars."

"hiss--"

A gasp was heard, and Lu Mingfei asked hesitantly, "Is it true?"

"fake."

"One hundred thousand dollars" was just a random number Nero had given based on the credit limit on Lu Mingfei's student ID. Lu Mingfei was clearly relieved to hear this, so Nero continued, "But next time you encounter something similar, I still recommend you solve it with money. It's always cleaner to solve problems with money. Where are you now?"

Lu Mingfei gave a location, which was the Wanda Cinema there.

"I'll be there soon."

"Right away? Wait..."

Lu Mingfei wanted to say something, but Nero had already hung up. Unlike last time, Nero didn't have a location in advance, so he could only get there by normal means. But he should still make it.

It's just not convenient enough these days. If everyone had smartphones by now, Nero could have just transferred some money to Lu Mingfei and let him handle it, without having to do it herself. If she wasn't so free, she might not have bothered to deal with it.

Nero got in a taxi and started moving, casually dialing another number. Meanwhile, Lu Mingfei's troubles were just beginning to unfold.

Other members of the literature club had already arrived one after another. Lu Mingfei, who was hiding in the bathroom, was wearing a suit and grinning at himself in the mirror.

When Zhao Menghua walked into the bathroom, he saw Lu Mingfei like this for the first time and was surprised: he originally thought that Lu Mingfei would not come.

"You came?"

"I'm here. Do you think I shouldn't have come?"

"How could that be?" Zhao Menghua smiled, not knowing whether it was mocking or compassionate. "It must be a good thing that you're here."

"I've seen the slides you made." Lu Mingfei whispered.

Zhao Menghua remained calm: "How is it? Pretty good, right?"

"Yeah, that's great. I don't think I'm worthy of this slide, so why don't you give the speech instead?"

Lu Mingfei meant what he said; he really didn't want to disrupt the party. He wanted to tell Zhao Menghua to confess her feelings without dragging him into it. Chen Wenwen was already planning to accept him, and if something unexpected happened, it would be bad for everyone.

But he couldn't say this directly. Lu Mingfei knew Nero was reliable. If she said she would come, she would definitely come. But Zhao Menghua probably didn't believe that Lu Mingfei could cause an "accident". If Lu Mingfei said so, he might laugh out loud.

"You are the director of the literature club. How dare I interfere?"

People of culture are different. Lu Mingfei racked his brains before uttering the words "overstepping one's authority." So Lu Mingfei turned to look in the mirror, shook his head, and silently said, "Just don't regret it." Nero had said that to him a week ago, and now he repeated the exact same words to Zhao Menghua and himself. Sometimes Lu Mingfei felt that Nero had a pretty good idea of ​​him. He was the kind of indecisive person who couldn't make up his mind until the very last moment. Every time something was over, he would regret not acting sooner, only to make the same mistake again. But he'd known this principle from playing StarCraft: opportunities where you're superior and the enemy is inferior are often fleeting. Once you've detected an opportunity, you should strike decisively. Otherwise, by the time the enemy's advanced units spawn and upgrade their offense and defense, the side that lost the opportunity is doomed.

"Don't stutter when you give a speech." Seeing that Lu Mingfei no longer paid attention to him, Zhao Menghua said and turned away.

He didn't need to worry about that. After all, he had represented the class in a competition, so Lu Mingfei had some speaking skills. It was just a matter of paying attention to the intonation and rhythm. As long as these were correct, even if his voice wasn't perfect, it wouldn't be unpleasant. So Lu Mingfei knew Zhao Menghua's words were definitely not meant literally.

He meant that since Lu Mingfei was here, he should just stand at attention and take the beating, acting like a good clown. Actually, their relationship wasn't bad, and Lu Mingfei understood Zhao Menghua's desire to suppress his rival. Perhaps, as someone suggested, he'd come after Lu Mingfei simply because he was being too infatuated—Lu Mingfei didn't resent Zhao Menghua, nor did he object to him being with Chen Wenwen. But, sorry, Lu Mingfei didn't want to be the clown.

He really should have been more decisive and asked Nero for help sooner, but the real world isn't a game. You can't just send a scout around the enemy camp and figure out when it's time to strike. By the time you realize "that was the perfect time," the situation is often irreversible.

This time it was still good, Lu Mingfei hadn't reached the point where he had to give up. Lu Mingfei straightened his suit in front of the mirror, trying to straighten his back to make himself look more energetic, but it still looked a bit out of place.

"Like a monkey," he murmured.

"Your shoulders are too narrow to support this. You need a little padding."

A voice came from the bathroom door. Lu Mingfei turned his head in surprise and saw Nero standing there. She was wearing a black Lolita dress today, looking like an exquisite doll.

"Ah?...How did you get in?" Lu Mingfei asked subconsciously.

Nero raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong? This is just at the door. Didn't you do the same thing last time?"

Oh, this is the men's restroom. Lu Mingfei thought about it and scratched his head awkwardly: "I actually wanted to ask you how you got here so quickly."

"I can teleport." Nero raised the bag in his hand and motioned Lu Mingfei to take it. "Change into this one. It should make you look less weak."

"Really? Thank you so much." Lu Mingfei wasn't surprised that Nero knew his size; after all, Norma knew everything. He took the bag and didn't change immediately. Instead, he hesitantly added, "Thank you so much! I'll repay you when we get to college. But have you figured out what to do next?"

This was the last gathering of the literature club, and he didn't want anything unpleasant to happen, so it would be best not to affect the normal progress.

"I'll just rush in and grab you right before you give your speech. It's that simple. Go change your clothes."

I hope it's really that simple. Lu Mingfei isn't afraid that Nero will mess things up, but he's really afraid that she'll go too far.

But how far can one go in going too far? Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei felt a little more at ease. He said goodbye to Nero and changed into the suit she had given him. He looked much more energetic, like a dried cucumber that had absorbed enough water.

Lu Mingfei folded the suit Zhao Menghua gave him a few times and stuffed it into his bag - he didn't have a suit, so he didn't know how to fold it, but he still had to return it to Zhao Menghua.

Then, carrying the bag, Lu Mingfei walked into the screening room.

(End of this chapter)