He secretly changed his character

Lu Zichu was about to cry, but he didn't even have the strength to cry, "Fei Mingze, can you be a little more low-key?"

"I look so high-profile, how can you ask me to be low-profile? Should I get a plastic surgery?"

Lu Zichu, "..."

He gritted his teeth and said, "Is it okay to drive a car worth less than one million?"

"You mean I have to buy a car just to deliver a meal to you?"

“It’s not about buying, it’s about opening.”

"The one I had yesterday was my cheapest one."

Fei Mingze pulled Lu Zichu onto the overpass. The two of them planned to go to the cafe across the street to sit down and let Lu Zichu have a meal.

"Hey, how many cars do you have?"

"Did not say."

"what happened again?"

"I'm afraid you'll say I'm showing off my wealth."

"I promise not to tell you this time."

"About twenty or so."

“Are they all worth tens of millions?”

"Ah."

"You're such a spendthrift."

"My mom gives me one every birthday. I'm not bragging, I could hold a luxury car show down there."

The two walked in, and Fei Mingze asked, "Can I take off my mask? I can't breathe."

"Pick it, pick it." Lu Zichu felt that this trick was not very useful, and what was worse was that it had the opposite effect.

Fei Mingze put lunch on the table. Lu Zichu took a look and said, "I have no appetite today. I feel like vomiting all the time."

"You got pregnant so soon?"

"What are you pregnant with?"

"nothing."

"Hey, did you add salt to the food today? Why is there no taste at all?"

Fei Mingze looked up at him, his face slightly red and his spirits were low. He became more cautious and touched Lu Zichu's forehead, the temperature was a little high, "Do you have a fever?"

Lu Zichu, "I don't know. I felt uncomfortable all morning and thought it was because I drank too much last night."

After saying that, I opened the health index in the system background and took a look. The number had turned red, and the temperature column showed: 39.4.

"It seems like I really have a fever."

Lu Zichu clicked the consultation button in the background, and the doctor's medical record was displayed below.

He said, "Go to the pharmacy and buy me some medicine. I'll send the name to your phone."

Fei Mingze looked at him and said, "You haven't even been to the hospital. Are you going to treat yourself? What if you get sick from eating?"

Lu Zichu naturally couldn't ask about his own system.

I had no choice but to listen to Fei Mingze and follow him to the hospital.

The medicine prescribed by the doctor was almost the same as what Lu Zichu had said. Fei Mingze was speechless and kept wondering if this guy had taken a medical qualification exam while he was away.

After helping him into the car, Lu Zichu leaned listlessly and said, "Let's go back to the company."

"Why go back to the company? Go home and lie down to recuperate."

"Chu Lanxi will never agree to my leave." Lu Zichu picked up his phone and called Chu Lanxi. He called three times, but the call was hung up every time. He didn't even get through. Lu Zichu was prepared for this and didn't take it seriously.

Fei Mingze didn't say anything, but still took Lu Zichu home with great force. Lu Zichu thought that this guy must have read too many novels about overbearing CEOs recently, and the sequelae was that he brought the male protagonist's style to himself.

Fei Mingze poured him some water to take the medicine, then picked up his phone and called Chu Lanxi. Chu Lanxi didn't dare to hang up his phone. Fei Mingze didn't have time to be polite with him, "Zichu is sick, I'll ask for sick leave for him."

"Ask for leave? In what capacity did you ask for leave from my company, Mr. Fei?"

"Family."

"Now that you've said this, I'll certainly give Mr. Fei some face, but I still have to go through the company's procedures, and the medical records need to be sent to my email."

Fei Mingze naturally knew that Chu Lanxi lacked magnanimity in his ways of dealing with people. He understood that even if Chu Lanxi agreed to Lu Zichu's sick leave, he would not do it so straightforwardly. He would definitely make things difficult for him and would insist on taking him to the hospital.

"Good. He'll be back to work on time within a week."

"A week? Do I need to be hospitalized?"

"cold."

"A week seems like—"

Fei Mingze stopped talking and changed the subject, "I remember that the Chu Group has a 30 million yuan receivable due next month, right?"

Chu Lanxi paused, "It seems...right?"

"I'll ask the CFO to give me another month."

"Then let's wait a week. What if it's the flu and he returns to the company unwell and infects other people? I didn't think it through just now."

Fei Mingze hung up the phone expressionlessly.

After Fei Mingze finished his call, he returned to the bedroom. Lu Zichu was half leaning against the bed. He looked tormented by illness. He looked sick and too lazy to even lift his eyelids.

"I've asked for leave for you. Take good care of yourself in the next few days."

"Is Chu Lanxi so easy to talk to this time?"

"That depends on the time." Fei Mingze saw that he hadn't drunk an oral solution, "Why is there still one medicine left?"

"I took a bite and it was too bitter."

"Good medicine tastes bitter." Fei Mingze said as he handed over the medicine.

Lu Zichu shook his head, "It's really too bitter. This is the bitterest thing in the world."

"How can it be."

"What's impossible?"

"Have you ever tasted the bitterest thing in the world? To say it is the bitterest is an understatement."

"If you don't believe me, try it."

Fei Mingze really took a sip and said, "It's not as serious as you said."

Lu Zichu glanced at him and was about to say something, but suddenly he just stared at the bottle and didn't move.

He had already taken a sip, and Fei Mingze also drank it through a straw. How could this be like an indirect kiss? Lu Zichu blushed, and began to have wild thoughts in his mind.

Leonardo da Vinci, [Have you never experienced direct kissing? Is this also worth getting excited about? ]

Shakespeare, [Oh, dear, if you continue, this chapter will be blocked by the backstage today. ]

Lu Zichu, [What's wrong? ]

【Not suitable for children.】

【impossible. 】

Fei Mingze handed over the medicine bottle and said, "Stop making trouble. Drink it quickly and have a good sleep."

“But it’s really hard to drink.”

"Isn't this the medicine you prescribed yourself?"

“I didn’t know it was so bitter.”

"If you drink what I drink one day, you will definitely not complain."

"what?"

Fei Mingze didn't say anything.

Lu Zichu waited for a long time but got no response, so he drank the oral solution obediently. Then he lay back down and prepared to sleep.

In a daze, I heard someone say, "...the bitterest thing I have ever drunk in the world is the wedding wine at someone's wedding."

Lu Zichu thought it was an illusion. After waking up, he had no memory of it and just thought he was dreaming.

When I woke up again, it was almost dark. Fei Mingze was busy in the kitchen, and Lu Zichu was sitting in the living room watching TV.

Lu Zichu was watching absent-mindedly. He just didn't want to be alone, so he wanted to turn on the TV and listen to some lively sounds.

He was still lost in thought while eating. Fei Mingze, who was sitting opposite him, had already finished eating and was playing with his phone. His original phone had been sent for screen repair, and this one was the latest model from Apple.

Guan Shanyue was obviously stunned when he heard that he wanted to repair his phone. Why did their young master need to repair his phone? He could just replace it with a new one, okay?

Guan Shanyue certainly didn't know that what Fei Mingze valued was not the mobile phone, but the ecosystem in the mobile phone that Lu Zichu personally designed.