"It's probably a gift from that young lady. But that young lady is really generous. If I didn't look at it curiously today, you wouldn't know that she is so thoughtful. Look, it says' Lu Fei Only 'and' Lin Na 'on it. "
Li Rui clicked his tongue in amazement. He thought that young ladies nowadays were really crazy. She chased after a guy to this extent, but he still didn't know that this beard knife was a treasure.
"Hehe, I really didn't look at it carefully. I'll buy a new one and return it to her." Lu Fei said speechlessly. Although he was rich, he wasn't so extravagant to the extent of using a beard knife that was worth millions. Moreover, from the extraterrestrial appearance of this beard knife, it should be a work of art or a collector's item.
He actually used it to shave his beard. It was indeed a bit of a waste of God's gift. Lu Fei thought in his heart, but he didn't know the specific price, so he asked, "About a few million?"
"9.99 million, and it's a limited edition. It's said that this kind of thing is purely handmade. It takes at least ten years for a craftsman to make such a beard knife." Li Rui said speechlessly, "I'm speechless too. It's just a beard knife, and it takes ten years to make it. That's really exaggerated. But I guess this kind of thing should be a work of art, but you treat it as a daily necklace. "
Lu Fei didn't say much. He just laughed it off. As a person, he should keep a low profile when he should. If he only knew how to show off or despise others, then the end result would naturally be obvious.
As for the "Lin Na" that Li Rui mentioned, Lu Fei really didn't have any impression of her. There were too many girls who liked him and gave him gifts. There were so many that he couldn't remember what they looked like or what their names were.
But there weren't many rich girls who were generous enough to give away a beard knife worth ten million so casually. Lu Fei decided to go back to the lighthouse and check who gave this thing to him. He was an old vinegar. How could he use such a luxurious thing? Although ten million was a small number to him, it was not a small sum of money. If this money could be used for charity, who knew how many children could be saved?
However, Lu Fei certainly wouldn't exchange it back. After all, he had already used it. The other party's sincerity was there. He would think of other ways to make up for it. Or, he could directly give the other party 10 million yuan. He would just treat it as buying a better beard knife. After all, his car was a limited edition supercar worth more than 300 million yuan. It was a private custom-made version, and there was only one in the world.
People who didn't have money definitely wouldn't understand the world of the rich. If Lu Fei had accepted the gifts from those girls, then his garage must be filled with all kinds of luxury cars, and all of them were worth more than five million yuan.
In fact, the reason was very simple. It was just like how boys liked to give girls gifts. In fact, girls also liked to give boys gifts very much. Lu Fei knew this better than anyone else. He had received countless gifts since he was young. When he was in high school, he once received more than 100 love letters in a day. When stacked up, it was even taller than his textbook.
It was said that the highest level of a man wasn't to have a foot in several boats, or to chase several school beauties at the same time, but to be chased by all the school beauties. At the same time, he would often be provoked or challenged by some guys who were jealous of him. This was a very normal thing. To use a saying to describe it, it was that he was so handsome that he would be chopped up.
Huang Zitao looked at the beard knife and was extremely envious. He swallowed and said, "I know this Lin Na. She is the daughter of the richest man in Tsingtao. But I have never heard of her liking you! Motherf * cker, Lu Fei, I really admire you. Hurry up and impart some experience to me. How can I be pursued by a girl? "
Lu Fei pointed at his face. "If you had my looks, it wouldn't be a problem."
Huang Zitao looked at Lu Fei, then looked at himself in the mirror. In the end, he said helplessly, "Well, I'll wait until my next life to bring this up. There's nothing I can do about it. Your looks are simply too heaven-defying! "
"Hehe." Lu Fei didn't say much. It was already five forty-five. Downstairs, the shouts of several instructors rang out.
"All of you, get up!!! Those who sleep in will be severely punished! "The voice sounded particularly serious; it was probably Super Chen.
At that moment, Liu Wei came in from outside and said, "Mm, not bad, you're all up. Let's hurry down and gather, otherwise that guy will flip out again. "
"Mm, mm!" Everyone nodded and followed Liu Wei downstairs. The female soldiers had already gone downstairs and were waiting for the boys from Class One.
The morning training was very simple; it was nothing more than running and military gymnastics. Breakfast time was seven forty, which was different from the Thor Commando Team's meal time.
Everyone was in good shape and didn't slack off in the slightest. The goal of the morning run was to run three kilometers with weights. In addition, they had to stop three times in the middle to stretch their legs or stretch their tendons. This was very beneficial for girls, because if they didn't stretch their legs, their calf muscles would gather together, which could be fatal for female artists.
Their long legs would be completely ruined and would become so-called muscular legs, without any sense of beauty. Of course, it wasn't that they weren't beautiful, but that kind of long legs didn't conform to most people's aesthetic standards. At the very least, Lu Fei didn't like those kinds of muscular legs. It wasn't a big deal for boys to have muscles on their calves. After all, male artists rarely appeared in shorts; most of them wore loose trousers or casual pants.
Guys like Lu Fei always only wore trousers and casual pants. They only wore other trousers when shooting movies or taking photos.
"After you're done, you can eat! Are you confident that you can finish the three kilometers? "Super Chen shouted in a hoarse voice.
"Yes!" everyone replied.
That was what he said, but running three kilometers with weights was in fact no different from running ten kilometers; it was even more tiring.
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