Midnight Cinderella: 14. Fourteenth Night

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After being stimulated by Feng Jing, Jiang Ran deliberately did not follow his Weibo for the next three days.

But Feng Jing has been paying attention to her.

He liked to sit by the balcony when he had nothing to do during the day, observing whether Jiang Ran went out. After observing for three days in a row, he came to the conclusion that Jiang Ran was a otaku with capital letters in bold.

Her life is very regular. Every day around four o'clock in the afternoon, she will go downstairs to send a batch of express delivery, and then she will walk her dog for an hour. The rest of the time, she basically does not go out.

In short, two-yolk eggs are safe for the time being.

Thinking about this, Feng Jing finally decided to go out and give Feng Ya a lipstick.

After he posted the lipstick on Weibo, Feng Ya insisted on calling him every day to harass him. Feng Jing was so troubled that he had to give her the lipstick, except for the one he had used. Not wanting her to know about his move, he didn't ask Feng Ya's secretary to come pick it up, but delivered it to her himself.

He feels that he is really a good brother with twenty-four filial piety.

Maybe good deeds will be rewarded. When he came back, he met Jiang Ran who was picking up a package downstairs. The size of the package was similar to what he had seen in the warehouse before. It was very large. When Jiang Ran's small body hugged it, he always felt that she would be crushed the next moment.

He asked Michelle to drive away, and he quickened his pace to catch up.

"Miss Jiang." He walked up to Jiang Ran and called her. Jiang Ran turned around and saw a familiar black mask and cap: "Ah, Mr. Feng."

Feng Jing nodded towards her and took the package from her hand very naturally: "Let me carry it for you."

When Jiang Ran reacted, her hands were already empty. She was stunned, then smiled at Feng Jing and said, "Sorry to trouble you."

"You're welcome." After Feng Jing hugged the box, he realized that the box was heavier than he thought. He didn't know how Jiang Ran picked it up. "What did you buy? It's such a big box. ."

Jiang Ran said: "My friend sent it from abroad. It's not mine. It was sold to others."

Feng Jing pretended to be surprised and said: "Is Miss Jiang doing purchasing on behalf of others?"

"Well, I did it in partnership with my college classmate, she was studying there."

“So that’s it, I also have friends who are doing purchasing on behalf of others, and they say it’s very tiring.”

"Haha, it's okay, because both of us only work part-time, so we don't usually refresh the screen."

When Feng Jing heard her talk about part-time work, he originally wanted to talk to her about her job, but he felt that this was too radical, so he changed the topic: "Then can I add your WeChat account?"

Jiang Ran nodded: "Of course, but most of the things we sell are beauty products, skin care and snacks. There are more products for women. You can also buy them as gifts for your girlfriends."

"Ahem." Feng Jing coughed twice, "I don't have a girlfriend, I want to give it to my sister."

"Wow, you are so good to your sister."

"..." Yes, after all, he just gave her a box of lipstick.

"Mr. Feng, your cold is not gone yet?" Jiang Ran asked suddenly.

Feng Jing's expression rarely changed. Fortunately, the mask on his face helped cover most of his face: "Yes, I have the kind of physique that makes it difficult to recover from a cold."

This is the truth, he didn't lie, eh.

"When I was studying in the past, my roommate gave me a folk recipe, which was to cook **** with cola. It worked quite well. Do you want to try it?"

"Really? I'll try it when I get back later."

After entering the elevator, Feng Jing finally had time to add Jiang Ran's WeChat message. Her WeChat ID is called "Dake Ke Purchasing Agent", and her profile picture is that of a girl with short brown hair.

Feng Jing looked at the avatar and frowned slightly: "This doesn't seem to be you."

Jiang Ran explained: "This is my classmate Zhao Ke."

"Do you two share the same WeChat account?"

"Well, this account belongs to her. She is responsible for posting to Moments. I only use the web version to reply to messages."

"Oh..." So he spent most of the day and only a work WeChat ID came in, "Then when we chat, you are basically the one replying, right?"

"Yeah."

Feng Jing then sent the application.

The elevator stopped at the seventh floor. Jiang Ran picked up the box and smiled at Feng Jing: "Then I'll leave first. Thank you, Mr. Feng."

Long after she left, Feng Jing was still recalling her smile just now. He had long said that Jiang Ran's appearance was in line with his aesthetics, and when he smiled, it touched his heart.

Because he was too absorbed in thinking, the elevator went down from the fifteenth floor to the first floor. He looked at the residents standing outside and walked out calmly - then walked around to another elevator and pressed the fifteenth floor button again. .

After arriving home, he took off his mask and hat, sat on the sofa and called Michelle: "Mixian, buy me a bottle of Coke. Is there any **** here?"

"There is ginger. Do you... want to cook **** with cola?"

"Yeah."

"...why?"

"Because I have a cold."

Michelle: "..."

He knows that Feng Jing explained to his neighbors that he wore a mask because he had a cold, but Feng Jing, are you too into the drama?

But the life assistant's job is to try his best to cooperate even if the boss has a seizure. So Michelle bought a bottle of Coke as instructed. Of course, the job of cooking **** was also his.

After Feng Jing’s friend application for Jiang Ranfa was approved, he has been browsing the circle of friends with the account “Dake Ke Purchasing Agent”. Jiang Ran was right. Compared with other purchasing agents, the number of Moments posted by this account every day is indeed pitiful. However, the range of products covered is quite wide. They basically have what other purchasing agents have.

Feng Jing scrolled around and sent a message to Jiang Ran.

Feng: Is this Miss Jiang?

After a while, he received a reply.

Dake Ke purchasing agent: Yes, Mr. Feng [cute]

Feng Jing curled his lips and continued to edit the message: "I saw the multivitamins you sent, and I wanted to ask if this is useful?"

Dake Ke purchasing agent: It’s useful, I eat it every day.

Feng Jing couldn't help but smile again, well, he knew she ate it every day.

Dakeke purchasing agent: Do you want to give it to your sister? How old is your sister? This depends on age groups.

Feng Jing thought for a while and replied: "My sister is in her twenties."

Dake Ke purchasing agent: [ok] The box of goods delivered today happened to contain multivitamins

Feng: Then I can go directly to your place to get it sometime, okay?

Dakeke Purchasing Agency: Yes, it also saves shipping and packaging 23333

Sealed: to 23333

Feng Jing was ecstatic inside, how could he be so witty!

When he felt happy, he transferred 10,000 yuan to Jiang Ran.

Dakeke purchasing agent: Σ(⊙▽⊙"aHow much do you want to buy? I may not have enough goods here

Feng: It doesn’t matter, I’ll deposit it to you first, and I’ll deduct it directly from it when I buy something later, so I don’t have to transfer it every time^_^

……

Jiang Ran has been working as a purchasing agent for so long that she has seen all kinds of customers, but this is the first one who trusts her so much.

Mr. Feng may really like his sister.

Dake Ke Purchasing Agent: Okay, I will keep good accounts^_^

Seal: [cute]

When Michelle came out of the kitchen with the boiled cola and **** soup, she saw Feng Jing sitting on the sofa, laughing very tiredly.

...Mr. Feng seems to be smiling like this a lot lately. Is he in love?

Michel's heart was ringing with alarm. His behavior in moving here was already very abnormal. If he continued to fall in love secretly... the consequences would be disastrous!

While Feng Jing was taking photos of Jiang Tangshui, Michelle prepared herself mentally and prepared to talk about relationship issues with him: "Mr. Feng."

"Huh?"

"Well...that's right," Michelle actively organized the language, "you know the company is not firmly against artists falling in love, and Director Qin is also a reasonable person, uh...do you understand what I mean? ?"

Feng Jing finally raised his head and looked at him: "I don't understand."

"..." Okay, then he will make it clearer, "If you want to fall in love, you must tell Director Qin!"

"Why? He is not the person I want to fall in love with."

Michelle: "..."

So he admits that he wants to fall in love?

What else did Michelle want to say, but Feng Jing turned his attention to WeChat again.

Cover: [Picture]

Seal: The cola **** soup is ready

Dake Ke Purchasing Agent: Drink while it’s hot and wish you a speedy recovery

Feng: Thank you [cute]

Then Feng Jing, who had no cold at all, drank the entire bowl of cola and **** soup very professionally.

It is also good to take precautions.

After dinner, Michelle tidied up the kitchen and came out to remind Feng Jing to go to bed early: "Mr. Feng, if you don't have to work during this period, you should go to bed early. Today, a blogger on Weibo said that he works overtime every day. I stayed up late and suddenly suffered a brain hemorrhage."

Feng Jing looked at him in surprise: "Really?"

"Really, that Weibo post is trending."

After hearing what he said, Feng Jing opened Weibo and searched, and actually saw this Weibo. The blogger wrote what happened in great detail in his blog post. This single word caused many netizens to panic, and they all expressed that they would never stay up late to cultivate immortality again.

Feng Jing’s job doesn’t mean he can’t stay up late if he doesn’t want to. When filming night scenes, it often goes past twelve o’clock, and staying up all night is common. But Jiang Ran was different from him. She could have gone to bed earlier, but every time he walked in at twelve o'clock, she was still awake!

Feng Jing decided to urge Jiang Ran to go to bed early tonight.

When he switched to Erhuang, the lights in Jiang Ran's room were still on. He ran over and took a look, and she was still packing things inside. Thinking of the large box of goods that had just been delivered today, Feng Jing guessed that she was busy delivering goods to people who had made reservations.

"Woof woof!" Feng Jing ran up to her, wagging his tail desperately.

"Ah Erhuang, why did you come in again and go out to play." Jiang Ran waved his hand, as if he wanted to drive him out.

"Woof woof woof!" However, Feng Jing did not give in and continued to wag his tail at her.

"Don't make trouble, Erhuang, I'll finish it soon."

Feng Jing circled around her, ran to her bedroom and took out her quilt.

"Woof woof!"

Jiang Ran: "…………"