Chapter 669 The Filter Is so Thick
Since Yun Ze said so, Zheng Yi honestly said to Lin Rui on the phone, "Actually, I don't know what gift to buy, after all, you know, I'm only good at computers, games, etc., but I feel like giving That classmate of yours is not suitable, what if it affects other people's studies, so... I consulted Young Master Yun."
Zheng Yi paused for a few seconds, feeling very uneasy. Lin Rui didn't say a word, and he didn't know whether the other party was angry or not.
In the end, he was heartbroken and said, "Young Master Yun suggested me to buy a football."
Zheng Yi's voice became lower and lower, until at the end, it disappeared...
Then Lin Rui hung up the phone.
Lin Rui frowned slightly, her eyes full of doubts.
She said, "Qibao, do you think it could be Ah Xing and don't know what football means, so this incident was just a misunderstanding from beginning to end?"
Qibao thought to himself, Master, when you asked Zheng Yi just now, you were still aggressive.
He is still the reincarnation of your senior brother.
How come I got here, the filter is so thick.
The slander returned to the slander. As A Xing's powerful assister, Qibao said solemnly, "It should be. After all, A Xing is very busy, how can he think of those extended meanings."
I'm sorry, Li Ertao.
Lin Rui thought for a while, and finally said, "It should be like this."
Then, Lin Rui turned around and brushed the questions.
And Yun Ze, who is far away in the imperial city, has been staring nervously at the mobile phone, waiting for the little girl to call and question him, asking him why he gave the football away without authorization, and why he was dictating her life.
But……
Yun Ze waited until it was dark, and did not wait for the girl's accusation call.
When it was after ten o'clock in the evening, the only thing waiting was a WeChat message sent to him by Lin Rui: Good night, Azer.
Yunze: …
The next moment, he dialed Zheng Yi's number.
Zheng Yi was about to take someone to play games. He didn't want to answer the call, but seeing that it was Yun Ze, he picked up the phone with a flick of his hand.
While holding the phone between his face and neck, he typed words cracklingly.
Zheng Yi: Qianqian, I'm sorry, Young Master Yun called me, you go to play with them first.
Ouyang Qian: 7878, I will play with them first.
Zheng Yi: o(╥﹏╥)o
Here Yun Ze asked directly, "Zheng Yi, didn't you tell Xiao Rui?"
"Young Master Yun, I swear to God, I really told it! It's true, if I don't tell, let me be struck by lightning!" Zheng Yi heard Yun Ze's anxious voice for the first time, he added. Said, "Young Master Yun, why don't you do this, I'll go talk to Miss Lin again!"
Yun Ze hung up the phone.
Zheng Yi glanced at the computer screen eagerly. Ouyang Qian had already let others play games, and he was a little indignant.
But he knows that if Yun Ze is not dealt with... I don't think he will have a chance to work with Ouyang Qian again!
He was worried that Lin Rui had fallen asleep, so instead of calling her rashly, he sent a WeChat message there.
Zheng Yi: Boss Lin, are you angry about football?
Lin Rui just finished a few sets of test papers and decided to go cross-legged to practice. When she saw the phone, she replied casually.
Lin Rui: No.
Zheng Yi: Are you really not angry? I, I just checked on the Internet, and it turns out that giving people the ball also means letting people roll the ball...
Zheng Yi: Sorry, Boss Lin! You, don't be angry with Young Master Yun.
Lin Rui: He must not know this, so why should I be angry?
Zheng Yi looked at Lin Rui's answer, completely dumbfounded.
Can this be done?