Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 619
Chen Peisi almost laughed out loud.

"Give it to you? What is your identity? A little butler with a monthly salary of [-] to [-], how could Master Charles give you clothes?"

There are a bunch of wealthy daughters, and the royal princess is not to please, but to please a little housekeeper, it is simply impossible.

Chen Peisi looked down contemptuously: "I know you are a loyal dog and eager to protect your master, but there is no need to tell such a flawed lie."

Without saying a word, Lu Zhiyao took out his mobile phone and found a dusty number in the address book.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

He turned on the loudspeaker, and the loudspeaker broadcast the sound of the mobile phone to the surroundings.

Chen Peisi rolled her eyes:

"Pretentious, I said it every night, Master Charles does not answer personal calls during working hours, who knows who you are calling now, don't get through after a while, and you make excuses that Charles is busy with work..."

As if to confirm what she said, the phone was busy all the time, and no one answered it until it hung up automatically.

Chen Peisi raised the corner of her mouth, very satisfied with her "prophecy".

"You didn't call Master Charles at all, did you?"

When the people around saw it, they believed it, but because of Quan Jiu's face, no one broke it.

Lu Zhiyao ignored it, and dialed the same phone number.

"Beep beep..."

The line is busy again.

The smile on Chen Peisi's face became more and more sure, and Xie Wan's gaze at Quan Jiu also became more subtle. Just when everyone thought that everything would end, the phone was actually connected.

Everyone was stunned.

A fluent London accent rang through the phone. The man's tone was obviously anxious, and he couldn't wait to pop out a bunch of words as soon as he opened his mouth:
"Sorry, please forgive me. I provided samples for the new season of Milan Fashion Week. I finally got some inspiration just now. I was in a hurry to draw a draft, so I didn't answer your call in time..."

His tone was not like an apology between friends, but more like a subordinate.

Chen Peisi was caught off guard by the sudden reversal, and she was stunned for a moment, then she looked at Lu Zhiyao in a strange way:
"The actor you found is good at acting."

Charles couldn't understand Chinese, so he didn't know the situation here. He didn't hear Lu Zhiyao's reply for a long time, his heart sank, cold sweat dripped on his forehead, and he said hastily, ignoring other things.

"host……"

"Charles." Lu Zhiyao interrupted him.

Charles immediately pecked at the rice, wishing to show his loyalty through the screen:

"I'm here! I'm here!"

Lu Zhiyao speaks fluently in an orthodox London accent, with a low and intoxicating voice, which is a bit more magnetic than speaking Chinese:
"The dress you sent is called Rose Manor?"

Charles: "Yes! That's right! This is my most satisfying work, and I chose the name myself."

If it is not the most satisfactory work, he dare not give it to him.

Lu Zhiyao raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Peisi.

"Impossible!" Chen Peisi said categorically, "Do you think that if you just find someone and make a phone call, Charles will be on the opposite side?!"

"According to what you said, if I make a random call, the richest man in the world can also be my friend."

Quan Jiu's eyes were slightly sympathetic, as if looking at a fool.

Lu Zhiyao continued to make calls: "Play the video."

The cross-border chat software they used, after Charles operated it, a bearded uncle's face appeared on the phone screen.

Charles was a little embarrassed: "I've been creating all this time, and I don't have time to go out, so I didn't shave..."

Xie Wan leaned forward immediately, and when she heard the voice, she vaguely felt that the voice was very familiar.

Across the screen, Xie Wan and Charles' eyes were directly on each other.

"Little Wan? Are you here?" Charles was surprised for a moment, and then began to compliment the foreigners politely, "Your makeup is beautiful tonight."

Xie Wan's face was slightly pale, suppressing the complex rush in his heart, this face was indeed Charles's face...

"Why is your atmosphere so weird, are you attending a dance?" Charles guessed.

Xie Wan's face was stiff, and he exchanged a few words with him, and then Charles brought the topic back to Lu Zhiyao:
"Please hand over the phone to him."

Lu Zhiyao got a call: "I heard that you still have a lot of collections in your private exhibition hall?"

When Charles heard it, his face changed slightly: "Aren't you not interested in dresses?"

"I'm interested now."

Charles: "..."

With a painful face, he tried to keep his little ones:

"Can you leave me two for a thought?"

Lu Zhiyao: "You have a drawing of the clothes, so it's not difficult to make another dress that is exactly the same."

Charles shook his head: "The preciousness of a work of art lies in its uniqueness. If you make another piece of the same dress, this work will lose its original intention."

Lu Zhiyao: "Leave one for you to think about."

Charles' painful face was twitching, but the other party was far away, and he had to reluctantly give up:

"Give me a week. After I pack the clothes, I will send someone to deliver them to you."

"Ah."

Without waiting for him to speak again, Lu Zhiyao hung up the phone.

After the phone call ended, the atmosphere in the banquet hall gradually became weird.

Chen Peisi recalled the scene where Xie Wan and Charles met each other, and felt dizzy, and the world became unreal.

This road steward actually really knew Charles, not only that, but Charles was quite afraid of him, a treasure that he was reluctant to sell, and in a blink of an eye, he gave it to him without taking anything...

The other people's gazes fell on Lu Zhiyao, with a little bit of inquiry.

Especially Xie Wan.

She is smarter than Chen Peisi, and when she thinks of the "Road Steward" she said, the woman's expression changes slightly:

"Your name is Lu?"

There is only one wealthy family named Lu in City C.

The celebration banquet tonight is also a masterpiece of the Lu family.

Lu Zhiyao glanced at her lightly, but didn't speak.

Before knowing his identity, this glance fell in the eyes of others, which means he didn't know how to praise him, but after knowing his identity, this glance became a natural arrogance...

Xie Wan pursed her lips, not entangled in his identity, turned to look at Quan Jiu:

"sorry."

Although she was not the mastermind, she did play a role in fueling the flames. If she hadn't told Chen Peisi about Charles, the other party would not have used it as an excuse to trouble Quan Jiu.

Quan Jiu smiled, bit a grape into pieces, swallowed it down his throat, and smiled foolishly:
"The beauty apologizes, I naturally have to accept it."

"What are you doing around?"

When Lu Zewen returned from answering a phone call, he saw a group of people surrounded by the sofa.

He looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Lu Zhiyao. The phone screen was still on the call interface. Lu Zewen walked up to him and handed over the phone.

"Mom asked you to answer the phone."

(End of this chapter)