With Ji Rui's approval, Letong leads him to all kinds of commodity areas to choose the food and snacks to buy. Letong puts sausage, fish and eggs into the shopping cart according to the amount of two people. Ji Rui thinks it's small, and everything increases two or three times according to the weight of Letong.
"Too many, president."
For Letong, who has been dependent on her mother since childhood, outing is the same happy day as Chinese new year, because on that day, her mother always fills her lunch box with food she likes but can't eat.
Letong felt that she was already able to eat at that time. The amount of two people in the shopping cart was added according to her food, which should be enough.
"It can be shared with others."
Ji Rui never stops, but still puts food in the same shopping cart. He doesn't care about the small money, as long as Ji Baobao is happy.
Letong shrugged, and then watched him put food and snacks into the shopping cart. She didn't say a word. Anyway, it wasn't her money, she was just a shopping guide.
So, they walked around the supermarket, and the shopping cart was full of food and snacks.
Ji Rui pays the bill, and Hou's driver comes to pick up several bags of goods and put them in the car first.
Standing at the door of the supermarket, they wait for the driver to drive the car. Letong, a little bored, glances at a fashion store next to the supermarket and turns to take a closer look at Ji Rui.
"What's the matter?"
Ji Rui doesn't care about how others look at him, but the little secretary stands too close to him. Moreover, her eyes seem to strip him naked and look at him from the inside out. He can't care if he doesn't care.
"President, what do you wear when you rest?"
In Letong's impression, Ji Rui has always been an elite man in a suit and shoes. It's hard to imagine what he looks like at home or at rest. The only exception was his golf uniform last week.
Ji Rui hesitates for a moment, thinking that the little secretary wants to take the opportunity to spy something? On second thought, it's not a secret.
"Trousers, shirt."
His answer is the same as that in Letong's mind.
"Does the baby look like the president? How high is it? "
Le Tong suddenly changed a topic, Ji Rui then slightly frowned.
He has a son over four years old, including his son who has no mother. It's no secret in Ji's family and even in the whole upper class. But he has never brought Ji Baobao back to Ji's family. He doesn't have the habit of putting baby photos on his desk.
This Yue Tong, ask these irrelevant things to do after all?
Just when his mind was going to stretch in a strange direction, Letong, who didn't get his answer, pointed to the window of the fashion shop next to the supermarket.
"President, I think that set of parent-child casual wear should be very suitable for you and your baby."
Ji Rui's eyes followed her fingers. He saw the father and son models in the window. They were also wearing black skinny jeans and short grayish yellow army boots. They were wearing a thin blue and white sweater and a hooded grayish yellow vest.
The whole dress is simple and fashionable. Ji Rui can almost imagine the cute appearance of Ji Baobao in this dress.
"Well, not bad."
Although he seldom wears this style of clothes, if he puts on this kind of clothes, the little guy will jump for joy.
"That..." Letong's eyes flickered. Imagine the cute appearance of President Ji wearing the same clothes as the small version of him, and a string of heart-shaped eyes appeared.
"Yes."
They enter the clothing store and ask the salesperson to take down the clothes. Ji Rui goes to the fitting room to have a try. When he comes out, from the expression on his face, he seems to be very satisfied.
Ten minutes later, Ji Rui and Letong loaded the car with two sets of parents and children, closed the door, Letong breathed a little, this time, the task was completed perfectly.
Unexpectedly, the tone of Letong hasn't finished, but Ji Rui throws another bomb.
"Those with shark's eggs and chicken wings, you'll come and get them tomorrow morning."