Heartthrob's Guide to Rollovers

The time goes back an hour.

The dazzling crystal chandelier illuminates the entire banquet hall as bright as day. Messengers carry trays among the guests in suits and leather shoes, and the enticing aroma of food comes from the long dining table. It is normal.

"The Luo family is worthy of being a wealthy family. Even a birthday party can have the two young masters of the Fu family attend at the same time." Someone looked at the young talent who was in the north and the south, but equally handsome and equally handsome, and sighed softly.

"After all, it's the little princess's coming-of-age ceremony. Although the Luo family is not as powerful as the Fu family, they can't take a peek at it. What's more, isn't it rumored that they have been away with Fu Jin and Luo Shu for a long time recently? This is understandable."

"No way, Luo Shu is only 18 today."

"What's the matter at 18? If she can climb up the big tree of the Fu family, even if she is 10 years old, the old man of the Luo family will be ruthless enough to let her marry him."

The girl next to her was amused by her: "Mr. Luo can be cruel, and the country doesn't agree."

By the window, Fu Jingyue lazily leaned against the wall to hide, and simply leaned over with a glass of wine, looking at Fu Jin who was at ease at the banquet, turned his head and asked his friend next to him: "It doesn't mean that there is a big problem with Fenghua's capital chain Why, why is he still in the mood to attend the banquet?"

Simple, simple young master, an out-and-out wonderful work.

I don't want to inherit my own business, but I want to drill into the entertainment industry, and I don't do anything good when I go in. First, I am a paparazzi and gossip, and when I get tired of playing, I start a marketing company and become the leader of the navy. The person who was thrown into Jian's family, Mr. Jian was so angry that he wanted to sever ties with him, but the whole family was just such a single seedling, so he really couldn't let him go.

Jian Shao, who has a perverse personality and doesn't follow the usual path, also happens to be congenial with Fu Jingyue, the second young master of the Fu family, who is deep in thought and full of evil.

Fu Jingyue glanced over there, and replied with great interest: "It's made up."

Simply surprised: "How did you make it up? The Chen family paid for it?"

"How is that possible." Fu Jingyue sneered: "My aunt won't make a move, otherwise, the Chen family is blatantly plotting for the Fu family's wealth, and if they reach out to the Fu family, they will be beaten. She is such a shrewd person, how could she leave such a It's a big deal."

"How did that come about? I checked specifically. There is no loan record for Fenghua in the bank." Simply touching his chin, he discussed with great interest: "At least 3000 million shortfall, where can he move Jinshan to make up for it?" Well, it won't really be like others talk about..."

As he said that, he saw Luo Shu, the little princess of the Luo family, walking down the stairs with her gown in her hand, and standing directly in front of Fu Jin. The two men and women stood together very well, especially Luo Shu looked at Fu Jin with admiration. Fu Jin, the deep love can be felt from such a distance.

His voice stopped abruptly, and he added: "Really, Fu Luo is married?"

"This is the best explanation, and with the support of the Luo family, he has more competitive capital. Didn't Luo Shu always like him very much? If he doesn't accept the olive branch of the Luo family in this kind of crisis, he won't be able to get over this hurdle. I was really knocked out by my uncle's three strikes."

A waltz sounded, and a pair of lovers in the eyes of others walked into the dance floor.

Luo Shu looked up at the man's handsome face, bit her pink lips tenderly, and said, "Brother Fu, thank you for coming."

Fu Jin looked at the beautiful woman in his arms, wrapped his big hands around her soft waist, and smiled gracefully at the corners of his lips: "Happy birthday, little princess, why don't I come to your coming-of-age ceremony."

Luo Shu's cheeks blushed immediately, and she lowered her head shyly, but she didn't notice the indifference in the man's tender face, the eyes, the so-called love and pampering, were just playing on the spot.

After the dance, he stroked the girl's broken hair with his hand, and his voice was so gentle that water dripped out: "Ji Tang has already delivered the gift I prepared, see if you like it."

"Okay." Luo Shu's eyes were filled with anticipation. Surrounded by her sisters, she raised the hem of her dress and walked briskly towards the bedroom.

Fu Jin looked at her back, the smile on his lips faded, and he walked into the lounge at the back. Secretary Ji Tang, who had just finished calling, followed him in to make a report.

"Boss Fu, I have already contacted Yueci as you ordered." Ji Tang's voice was a little hesitant, and there was subtle anxiety.

"Say." Fu Jin rubbed his temples and asked wearily. The perfume on Luo Shu's body was so sweet that it irritated his weakened nerves.

"This..." Ji Tang was speechless.

Fu Jin looked back at him, and Ji Tang's hesitation had actually pointed out the answer, he raised his eyebrows: "Why, the more you quit, the more you still refuse?"

Saying that, that gorgeous and proud face appeared in his mind, mixed with jealousy or desire to conquer. He just wanted to break the pride on the other side's face and bully him to the point of pitifulness. Xi cried, and no longer dared to do some small tricks to provoke Zhonggui.

"Yes, he refused." When he raised his greetings to Yue Ci's mother and pointed out a debt of 300 million yuan, not only was he rejected, Ji Tang swallowed: "He said, Mr. Fu, don't you?" Worth 300 million."

The frivolous and casual tone completely regarded Fu Jin as a duck delivered to his door.

Fu Jin sneered: "I don't know how to praise, if this is the case, just keep going. As long as you are cornered, he will send him to the door to beg for mercy."

Saying so, the desire to conquer in his eyes became more and more intense.

He used to be interested in the meek Yueci who was short of money, but when the other party dismissed him, he became more and more interested.

Secretary Ji hesitated for a moment before gently reminding him: "Boss Fu, Miss Luo..."

Fu Jin waved his hand and stopped his next words: "I have a bottom in my heart."

Luo Shu simply doesn't look like a young lady raised by a family like theirs, but it is precisely because of this that she is easy to coax and use, and of course it is limited to this.

……

Coming out of the police station, Si Mingxiu drove Yueci there, hesitating to speak along the way.

Yue Ci looked at the hesitation on his face, and laughed: "Are you sure?"

Realizing his gaffe, Si Mingxiu pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I shouldn't have acted so weird."

"It's not as exaggerated as you imagined." Yue Ci smiled, with a normal attitude: "I don't think there is anything different from ordinary people. I am not the only offspring left by that experiment, and more of them are scattered around the world. I am living well all over the world, and you can see that I have no other differences except my face is better than others."

"Have you checked and everything else is fine?"

"Normal, everything is normal." Yueci said lazily, "I regret my life, and I go to the hospital for a full body checkup every month."

Having said that, he suddenly chuckled: "Is this the manager's normal concern for artists, or...Si Mingxiu's special concern for Yue Ci?"

Si Mingxiu's hand holding the steering wheel moved imperceptibly, and his voice was terribly calm: "All my concern for you is due to the agent's concern for the artist, don't use the way you treat others. On my body."

Yue Ci blinked innocently, and spread his hands: "Is there no friendship between us?"

It was light and fluffy, like a fist hitting cotton, and there was no way to use it.

Si Mingxiu didn't speak, but his expression changed slightly when he looked at the gate of the community in front of him. At some point, dozens of punks were squatting at the gate and looking around, as if they were looking for someone.

His eyes sharpened, he turned the steering wheel decisively, and turned towards the fork road on the right.

The hooligans also noticed this Porsche, a group of people swarmed over and surrounded the car that was turning at a very fast speed, and the loud shouts kept ringing out:

"Come out! Come out!"

"You still want to run away without paying back the money you owe? Come out quickly, or your car will be smashed!"

"Do you think your mother can solve it if she enters the police station? If you run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. Pay back the money! Hurry up and pay back the money!"

"I drive a Porsche by myself and put your mother in prison. Now I will teach you a lesson instead of your father!"

"It's only right and proper to pay off debts!"

There are even more bachelors, who just rolled and lay under the wheels of the car, patted the front of the car arrogantly, and shouted: "You run over, run over!"

"Run over, big stars are awesome, it's nothing to run over someone!"

"I've already called a reporter. If he dares to run, let him be ruined. Let's see how he will act in TV dramas in the future!"

The noisy noise was extremely chaotic, Si Mingxiu had already turned off the car, his face was stern, but his body remained motionless, and he said, "Don't go down, call the police."

"Already called the police." Yue Ci sat in the co-pilot, playing with his phone, and he didn't seem flustered either.

The best way to deal with this situation is to sit still in the car and wait for the police to deal with it.

Seeing their response like this, the gangsters outside couldn't help but feel a little helpless. A few of them looked at each other and looked at you. The stick next to it slammed down on the glass. Anyway, the employer's request was to have a physical conflict and let the reporter take a photo!

With the sound of "bang", the glass beside Yueci was shattered violently, and a stick smashed in.

He reacted quickly, and at the moment of the conflict, he leaned back to avoid the injury, his eyes turned cold, he grabbed the stick and grabbed it fiercely, kicked the car door with his long legs, and took advantage of the opportunity to kick the gang leader hard Three meters away.

"Damn it!" Seeing that Yue Ci was injured, Si Mingxiu cursed a rare word, got out of the car and joined the scuffle.

In the short period of time when he pushed the door and got off the car, the melee on the field has undergone great changes. Yueci looks thin and thin. underestimate the enemy.

The stick in your hand is like a sharp weapon to buy your life. The action is decisive and fierce. Every time you swing it, you must aim at the enemy's nose bridge high. With the screams of the beaten person, the body fell to the ground uncontrollably and howled and rolled, completely unable to stand up again.

"hiss……"

This extremely cruel method, and then touched those fierce eyes, the few gangsters who usually only followed the elder brother to collect usury and frighten people were suddenly trembling with fright, and had the urge to run away.

It was during their hesitation that Si Mingxiu had already joined the battlefield.

"Ow ooh..."

"Run... run..."

When the movement here was too loud and attracted the attention of the community, and a group of security guards rushed up to drive away the gangsters, the battle had already entered the final stage.

"What are you doing, what are you doing!"

"Call the police, are the police here?"

A group of people rushed forward, and saw seven or eight little yellow-haired children lying on the ground, howling constantly. The only one who looked fat and strong was beaten the most. He kept rolling over while clutching his lower body.

Seeing that the general situation was over, the few gangsters who had already started to retreat ran towards the path.

The security guard who came late: "..."

At the same time, the siren sounded from far and near, a police car drove quickly and stopped on the side of the road, four or five police officers swarmed down, walked towards this side with serious faces, and looked at the police before saying anything. After seeing the tragic situation on the ground, he looked up at the two people standing aside who were basically unscathed.

Police: "..." Who is the victim?

The fight was hearty, and Yue Ci dropped the blood-stained wooden stick in his hand, moved his sore right hand a few times, and then felt the burning pain on his wrist, which should have been accidentally injured during the scuffle.

He brushed off the bloodstains indifferently, with a pure face: "It was this group of people who blocked us at the gate of the community, smashed up the car and forced us to come out, resulting in a physical conflict."

……

Fu's old house, study.

When Fu Peiye pushed the door and came, he saw the out-of-fit roses on the desk, and immediately said "Yo": "Where did the flowers come from here, who is so bold to use this thing to scald your third master's eyes, it can't be the old man!" ma'am?"

"Second Master." The housekeeper didn't answer, but said, "Third Master is waiting for you in the back room."

Fu Peiye let out a boring "tsk", walked in, sat on the sofa beside the table, looked at the table case, and became interested: "I've prepared wine."

Fu Peiyuan glanced at him indifferently and asked, "When did you come back?"

"I came to look for you as soon as I came back." Fu Peiye looked at his boring face, restrained himself slightly with interest, and got to the point: "Fu Jin and the Luo family are in contact."

Fu Peiyuan took a sip of wine, and it was not surprising that his expression was calm: "I don't know where to go."

"Your sister is really ruthless." Fu Peiye smiled: "I don't care about watching him step into desperation."

"That's your sister too." Fu Peiyuan replied calmly, "And you were the one who stuck to her the most when you were young."

Fu Peiye looked indifferent: "But if he really hooked up with the boss again for the sake of profit, then there is no family relationship to talk about."

He paused, and then said, "Speaking of the boss, I've found a lot of things recently. He should have hooked up with the Knox family in country Y, so I said he still hasn't given up. "Said with a sneer.

"His remaining sins in the country have almost been cleared up. If he really doesn't give up, he can only die."

Saying so, the door of the study was knocked lightly.

"Third Master." It was Special Assistant Duan's voice, with a hint of anxiety.