Fangfang girl in the red house

In the solemn courtroom, the very well-dressed male lawyer put down the folder in his hand, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said slowly: "Based on the above evidence, we absolutely believe that the defendant's work is definitely suspected of plagiarizing the creativity of Mr. H Guopu." , hereby ask Fangfang for compensation..."

When the trial was over, the reporters flocked to him. When the lawyer was interviewed, he was asked: "You have won another lawsuit. What do you think is the secret of winning this lawsuit?"

The lawyer looked excited: "We all grew up watching cartoons from countries J and H. When did we see such beautiful cartoons in our country? I have confidence in the strength of my client."

Behind it is the lonely figure of a girl in the sunset.

The scalding earth scorched by the sun is slowly dissipating its residual heat, and several poplar trees at the entrance of the village have also begun to return to life.A two-story red building that looks more dazzling under the reflection of the setting sun has welcomed its new residents.Just looking at the appearance of this small building, it is so solitary and artistic, even gorgeous, and it has a unique sense of harmony with the gradually lit city lights.However, when you see how it compares with its surroundings, it is so disproportionate, it is more than 100 centimeters lower than the surrounding two-story buildings.When I stepped forward, I realized that this was a simple house.

The landlord, Lao Qiao, is a native of Sijiu City. He always speaks Mandarin with a strong accent and a loud voice. People are always attracted by his voice before seeing his appearance. up.A gray top and a pair of half-worn trousers always give people a feeling of "educated youth" back then.In a pair of piercing eyes, there is a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. When talking about the rent of accommodation with people who rent houses, he is always "noble" and does not give in at all. , he would always politely say: You can see for yourself, if there is a place that is more suitable for you, you can also go there and have a look.If the renter rents it immediately, it’s all right. Once they go to other places and come back after seeing it dissatisfied, then his small eyes with shrewd light will take advantage of the opportunity to "rent" the house that the tenant originally regarded as cost-effective. out.

At this time, Old Qiao was showing a house with a girl with a ponytail in her hand luggage. She stopped in front of a door that seemed to be about 10 square meters in size, opened the door and said, "The house here is the cheapest house in this section of the road." Yes, those who want windows have windows, those who want balconies and those with balconies, and those who like dark rooms are also available here.” Old Qiao turned on the light: “This room is especially suitable for you singles. And I love clean little girls."

The girl went to the balcony and stretched her head to look at the window, then stretched her head to look out of the window again: "Uncle, how can I rent this? How much is it?"

Old Qiao knocked on the door and said in his accustomed voice, "Eight hundred."

The girl looked back at him: "Can it be cheaper? I just graduated and don't have that much money."

Old Qiao supported the door frame, looked at her carefully, and suddenly smiled: "Girl, you are joking, this is the 21st century, but not the last century, 800 yuan a month is expensive for you with all utilities included?"

The girl leaned against the table: "But I don't have that much money now."

Old Qiao glanced at the room: "Then come and see the other room with me."

In a house of about 8 square meters, facing the door is a simple indoor washbasin. The original cheap dazzling metal faucet on the washbasin has become dirty and stained.On the right side of the washbasin, behind a shabby and dirty flower pattern is the "single guard" of this small room, because it has not been used for a long time, but there is no unpleasant smell.Directly in front of the washbasin is a small window without glass, facing the eye-catching dark green and golden intertwined swaying leaves, the girl stepped forward a little, pushed open the dusty window, and saw it completely A tall and straight locust tree with clumps of branches, the place where the locust tree cannot be reflected by the sunset is full of darkness.

Old Qiao's voice sounded behind him: "Six hundred a month, the windows will be repaired in two days. A single room with a window is not so cheap in the entire Forty-Nine City."

The girl simply replied: "Okay, let's take this room."

In Old Joe's room, an ordinary light tube illuminates a 12-square-meter room, and a desk is placed next to the wall at the entrance.There are some advertisement books issued by medical institutions on the desk. Next to the book is a pen holder. There are two pens in the pen holder, one is a ballpoint pen, the other is a pencil, and a pair of small scissors.A wooden board is fixed at a height of about 50 cm above the table. On the wooden board is an old-fashioned TV, which looks old.

Old Qiao sat down at the table, opened the receipt book, took out a ballpoint pen and asked the girl, "What's your name?"

The girl smiled: "Fangfang."

Old Qiao was stunned for a moment, then looked up at her: "Huh?" He couldn't think of how to write the word "house" for a moment.

The girl took his pen and wrote on the receipt herself: I received Fang Fang (ID card:) today...

Fangfang was packing his things, and unexpectedly found a cake in the suitcase. Although it had been deformed, the outline was still there because it was not cream but something else.Suddenly, she found someone staring at her, and when she looked up, she saw a little boy in a black T-shirt standing at the door, staring at the cake she took out of the suitcase with big eyes.She put down the things in her hand and waved to the little boy: "Come here."

The little boy didn't move, he just stared at her quietly from the moment he looked at the cake.She got up and walked to the table, opened the cake, put a spoon on it, and handed it to the little boy: "Eat it."

The little boy looked at her for three seconds, took the cake, and Fangfang smiled: "Then eat slowly, and go home when you're done, I'm going to pack up."

The little boy really sat down on the broken chair at the door of the room, and looked at the room while eating.

A crisp ringtone woke her up from her fugue, and she took a look at the contacts, she let out a sigh of relief, organized herself to answer the phone: "Hello, Lulu."

I only heard a sorry voice coming from the microphone: "Fang Fang, I'm sorry. I don't know why my boyfriend is back now. I asked you to move away temporarily to find a house. I'm sorry!"

Fangfang stroked his hair: "What are you talking about? It's okay, Sijiu City is so big, there is always a place to live. I've found a place to live, I'm fine, don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, the child eating cake at the door had disappeared. It was unclear when he left the room. Looking up at the direction of the door, there was only an empty cake tray left. She smiled for no reason and fell into a daze."Red House" is marked on each page of the painting, and a naughty little boy who likes to eat cakes is drawn. He secretly eats a cake from a warm tenant who lives in a small house. And upload the painting on your social media.

Fangfang got up in the morning to catch the subway, and left the house at six o'clock, but unexpectedly found that the little boy had already woken up and was standing at her door. She was biting the bread, but found the little boy was staring at the bread. The bread in the bag was handed to the little boy: "It's delicious, come on! Goodbye."

Fang Fang studied art and just graduated this year. He is currently working for an advertising company, which is a subsidiary of an Internet technology company and mainly designs content.Today is the whole conference about next season's publicity design, so she must be on time.

When she arrived at the company, her colleague Xiaoying walked up to her: "How did you get here?"

She patted her face: "I just moved to a new house after get off work yesterday, it's a bit far away, is the manager here?"

Xiaoying nodded: "It's already here, just wait for Mr. Du. When you arrive, make preparations first, maybe the big boss will be there today." Xiaoying's eyes sparkled after she finished speaking, "Hahaha!"

Fang Fang glanced at her, "Liu Yuan?"

Xiaoying nodded vigorously.

Fangfang and her colleague Xiaoying were standing in the corner as they delivered materials to those attending the meeting.

A middle-aged woman with a smile on her face packed up the materials and prepared to give everyone an opening question. The creative director, design director, visual director and brand promotion director below were all sitting around her, and five other people were also present. It is the backbone of the department.

A pure-looking woman is the manager of Fangfang, sitting at the bottom of the middle-aged woman. Her seemingly simple outfits are all staggeringly expensive.She got up, and the hem of the emerald green dress became more reclusive and independent as she walked in the air. She was beside the middle-aged woman: "Mr. Du, do you think there is anything else that needs to be changed?"

Looking at the things in front of Mr. Du, he looked at the young man closest to him: "Xiao He, do you think there is any problem?"

Xiao He looked through it carefully, and returned to Mr. Du: "I think it's fine, no problem."

Mr. Du asked a simple question for everyone, and Xiao He talked about the content on the display screen for everyone.

Mr. Du stared at Xiao He intently, while the managers and directors around him were watching the screen while paying attention to Mr. Du from the corner of their eyes.

Xiaoying in the corner was next to Fangfang, raised her eyes slightly to look at Fangfang, and Fangfang also looked at her.Her eyes flicked to the screen, and there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth. Those who didn't look carefully would know that she was smiling with approval, and those who looked carefully would understand that it was a contemptuous mockery.

Fangfang touched her with his shoulder, and she stopped laughing contemptuously.

"Perhaps this explanation can be changed in a different way." A deep voice interrupted Xiao He's high-spirited "reading speech".

Everyone looked at the corner where Fangfang and Xiaoying were standing, and they realized that at some point there was a man and a woman standing beside them, and it was the big boss Liu Yuan who spoke.

He wears the hairstyle of the most popular successful people at the moment, a gray custom-made suit, a very fine white shirt, and a pair of sneakers of a certain brand.His facial features are the most common face of an oriental man, and the skin on his face is not as smooth as in the media. He is just an ordinary man in his 40s. Seeing him up close, he is more confident and energetic than what he sees in the media. .

The woman standing next to Liu Yuan is Du Bingbing, Liu Yuan's wife. She looks about 30 or so, full of energy, and looks like a well-cultivated lady. She is the junior sister of Liu Yuan University.As Liu Yuan's career became more and more successful, the love between her and Liu Yuan was written into various versions by many people who eat melons, and earned the enviable attention of many people.Everyone in the company also knows that Du Bingbing is still President Du's daughter.

Everyone sitting there stood up, even Mr. Du.

Liu Yuan scanned the entire office before saying, "Who made this design?"

The manager glanced at Mr. Du and Xiao He who stopped talking: "Mr. Liu, the whole set of designs was made by a few colleagues from our original design department."

Liu Yuan glanced at her: "You did this? What is this!?"

In the ears of many people, this is the big boss's questioning of design works.Fangfang, who was originally calm, was furious, and walked up to him: "Mr. Liu, this is my work! What's wrong with it?"

Fangfang turned to Liu Yuan: "Mr. Liu."

Liu Yuan's expression softened, and he glanced at her: "You did a good job. Next, you will talk about your creativity."

This is Fang Fang's first impression of Liu Yuan: this man is sick.

Several managers around looked at each other, fell silent and did not speak.

Xiaoying laughed while tidying up: "Hahaha, you don't even know the expressions of Mr. Du and Xiao He at that time! Hahaha!"

Fang Fang glanced at her: "Be careful to smile too much and get wrinkles!"

Xiaoying packed the work into her handbag: "Fang Fang, did you get a lot of bonuses this time? You want to treat me to dinner!"

Fangfang nodded. She was a little excited about being the designer of this project ahead of time, but she was full of doubts about the look the manager gave her when he left.

Xiaoying enjoyed herself: "Let's have some wine at the party later, okay?"

Fangfang shook his head: "Drinking is inspired by designers, but it is also taboo."

On the green grass, the annual company-wide party is going on

Xiao He called Fang Fang to stop,

"Fangfang!"

Fangfang turned around: "Huh? What's the matter?"

Xiao He looked into her eyes: "I..."

Not far away, Mr. Du looked here, and Fangfang interrupted Xiao He: "Mr. Du seems to be looking for you."

Xiao He looked at her eyes, Mr. Du was looking at him with warning eyes, and he looked at Fang Fang with innocent eyes: "Then I'll go and get busy first."

Fangfang stood there without moving, staring blankly at Xiao He going away. She didn't know what it meant, but she always felt as if Xiao He was losing something when he left.

"What are you thinking about??" Xiaoying walked up to her and handed her a glass of juice.

Fangfang withdrew his eyes and took the juice: "It's nothing."

Xiaoying glanced at her, then glanced around: "Fang Fang, sometimes you are just too stupid."

Fangfang was full of doubts: "Huh?"

Xiaoying shook the red wine glass in her hand: "It will be good for you to stay away from Xiao He in the future."

Fang Fang looked at her: "Why?"

Xiaoying stared at her: "I know that he was your apprentice and you led him in, but you should try to forget it in the future. After all, he is not the same as you. Maybe he was, but now or in the future he will definitely no."

Fang Fang was still ignorant.

Fangfang got off the bus and walked all the way in. From a distance, he saw the little boy in the morning looking around at the entrance of the village.

Fangfang walked in and took a look at him, and he followed her, going upstairs with her.

When going upstairs, Old Qiao was staring at the little boy: "Zhuang Zhuang, come here!"

Fang Fang hid behind Fang Fang, not even daring to show his head.

Old Qiao took a look at the room: "This bastard ruined my business today!"

As he said that, he picked up the wooden stick at hand and wanted to hit the little boy named Zhuang Zhuang, but Fang Fang was pulled by Zhuang Zhuang to block him. It seemed that Old Qiao was genuine in his anger.

Seeing that the stick hit him immediately, Fang Fang took Zhuang Zhuang to hide: "Uncle Qiao, it is against the law to beat a minor."

Fangfang looked at the big red lump on his arm, and Old Qiao brought up the medicinal wine: "Fangfang, I didn't mean it."

Fangfang looked at him: "It's okay, don't be so impulsive in the future, just educate him about what he did."

Old Qiao chuckled, "This kid just needs to be cleaned up!"

Fangfang looked at her: "Who's child is not a child, if something bad happens, how can you tell the adults of his family, if something happens, won't you have to pay for it?"

Old Qiao put away the stick: "I know the severity."

Fangfang looked at the red patch on his arm, and felt the pain in his heart like a wasp sting when he encountered the medicinal wine, he almost burst into tears: "I can't bear it as an adult, let alone a child?"

Old Qiao knew he was wrong: "Understood, I won't fight in the future."

After watching Old Qiao leave, Fangfang heard a rumbling sound in her stomach, and couldn't help but hear another sound that didn't come from her stomach. She looked at the location of another sound source and couldn't help laughing : "Pack up the medicine bottles, let's go buy some food, treat you to hot pot today."

Zhuang Zhuang smiled, neatly packed the medicine bottle into the bag, pulled Fang Fang and ran out.

Fangfang put the washed vegetables into the boiling pot, and poured a cup of fruit for Zhuang Zhuang: "You can eat after a while."

Zhuang Zhuang nodded and laughed.

Fangfang took a bite of the vegetables: "It's a bit spicy, you can eat spicy food."

Zhuang Zhuang glanced at her and nodded violently.

The meal was in full swing, Fang Fang couldn't take it anymore, he was so hot that he wanted to cry, and broke out in a sweat.Zhuang Zhuang sweated down his neck, Zhuang Zhuang glanced at Fangfang: "Fangfang, can I take off my coat? It's too hot!"

Fangfang was choked, laughed, and nodded seriously: "Take it off."

Fang Fang's laughter stopped abruptly, and she saw the wounds on Zhuang Zhuang's body one by one, the red ones, and the purple ones that seemed to have been there for some time: "What's going on? Who hit it?"

Zhuang Zhuang ate the boiled vegetables: "Old Qiao."

Fangfang looked at him: "Why did he beat you?"

Zhuang Zhuang immersed himself in his food: "Because I don't let him into my mother's room."

Fangfang was thoughtful, and put some food for Zhuang Zhuang: "In the future, if anyone hits you, you should run away, you know? Go to the police station."

Zhuang Zhuang looked at her: "I ran away, but I don't have a registered permanent residence, so people don't care."

Fangfang froze for a moment.

Zhuang Zhuang gave her something to eat: "I've been running all the time, but sometimes I can't run anymore. Old Joe may have run away! I can run too! Hehe."

Fangfang wiped his face with a tissue: "Then hide among the crowd, you know? You have to wait until I come back, you know?"

Zhuang Zhuang looked up at him: "Fang Fang, will you always be here?"

Fangfang glanced at him: "At least now."

After dinner, Zhuang Zhuang went back.

Fang Fang brought a drink and appeared outside Old Qiao's room. Old Qiao was watching TV halfway.

"Uncle Qiao, are you free? Does it look good?" Fangfang pointed to the TV and handed him a bottle of Coke.

Old Qiao took the Coke and smiled: "Fang Fang, I really didn't do it on purpose today. Is the injury better?"

Fang Fang looked at Old Qiao and smiled: "Uncle Qiao, Zhuang Zhuang just made mistakes, and you can choose another way to educate him. Those who know know that you educate him, and those who don't know think that you abuse him. In case someone comes to the side A few words in the institute may not only be a matter of education for you."

Old Qiao glanced at her: "I..."

Fang Fang leaned against his door: "A man in our hometown was exposed by the media for beating his own child who was born beyond his birth. His relatives at the police station lost their jobs, and he himself was sentenced to two years in prison and fined several thousand yuan. "

Old Joe was at a loss for words.

Fang Fang glanced at him: "Okay, Uncle Qiao, you rest first, I'm going back."

After Fangfang left, Old Qiao opened the iced Coke and nourished himself.

For the next week, Fangfang lived a normal life, and every day after get off work, there was a little ghost waiting for him at the entrance of the village.

But on Friday afternoon, the manager called Fangfang to stop her when she got off work: "Fangfang, come to my office."

Fangfang walked to the manager's office, but found Mr. Du and Xiao He were there.

The manager glanced at her: "It's a bit late today, go back and rest early."

In the evening, she received a text message from the manager, asking her to wait for her at a western restaurant at noon on Saturday.

Because I don’t go to work today, the manager just put on simple makeup, wearing a sky blue denim jacket and a pair of spacious trousers. She glanced at the boiled water in front of the room and said to the waiter: “A glass of boiled water is two points of western style. Classic set."

The manager took a look at the room: "I know you might hate me."

Fang Fang looked at her: "Why?"

The manager looked at her: "I will also resign next week, and I am going to go to Tibet for a while."

Fangfang looked at her even more puzzled.

The manager looked at her: "Xiaoying is inferior to Xiao He in everything, so after I leave, she will become the manager's assistant, and Xiao He will become the new manager of the original design department."

Fangfang tightly held the boiled water glass, but did not open his mouth.

The manager gave her a call: "A friend of mine is in urgent need of a batch of illustrations. You can talk about it. You should be able to do it part-time. I told him that you should be paid well." Seeing her blank face, "I I don’t know how much you can understand, so it counts as much as you understand.”

Zhuang Zhuang went to pick up the house at the entrance of the village. Seeing that she was not in high spirits, he didn't dare to ask. He just walked behind her and didn't dare to disturb her.

Watching her pack up the hard-working drawing boards and put them in a cardboard box, she fell on the bed motionless.

When Fangfang appeared at the company on Monday, she saw the occasional sympathy in the eyes of her busy colleagues.

This place of work obviously no longer belongs to her. Looking at the familiar workbench and colleagues, she felt very strange for a moment, as if this place had never belonged to her, and she was like the first time she came to this place, Full of strangeness and alienation.

As Fangfang walked out of the company, Xiaoying greeted her in her own car: "Fangfang, get in the car, and I'll see you off."

Fang Fang did not refuse: "You leave early like this, okay?"

Xiaoying looked at her: "Everyone knows that I will be a monk for a day, I will get married soon, and I will be a housewife in the future, and I can't get in anyone's way. They don't bother to care about me."

Fangfang looked at her and smiled bitterly.

Xiaoying sighed: "It's okay to leave, these days I knew that you were going to take over as the chief designer. I was very happy at first, but after thinking about it carefully, I started to worry again. I was afraid that you would be like the original designer. An Shang leaked the company's design draft to the other company, and his entire career was ruined."

Fang Fang looked out of the window without saying a word. It turned out that the manager knew how much she knew. She was still an infant when it came to understanding human nature.

The part-time job introduced by the manager is very reliable, and he also respects the work very much. Because the use is urgent, the money given is relatively high.When she sent the first batch of works, she had already paid a very considerable deposit.

She had been busy for three months before completing this work, and this work began to appear in the media intermittently. Seeing that her work was well received, she was in a surprisingly good mood. On the day the work was launched, she still Invite Beibei to have a shabu-shabu, Beibei can feel her happiness.

One afternoon when I was working overtime, I received a call from my family, saying that my three older brothers were getting married and needed to build a house. My parents thought that she was working in a big city and it was time to supplement the family.

Her father told her on the other end of the phone that one cannot be without a conscience, she was raised by her parents, and she must know how to repay her kindness.Then list some people who "do not repay the favor", and they all end up with tragic experiences.

The mother cried and said that the betrothal gifts in the family were heavy, and people asked for too much money. These brothers were old, and if they didn't marry a wife, she and her father would be ashamed by the villagers.

During this period of time, the money earned from part-time jobs and a little savings from earlier were all charged clean.

When Zhuang Zhuang found out, he was very angry: "Were you born to marry them?"

Fangfang felt very surprised, and smiled: "What's wrong? Why are you so sensitive to this kind of thing? You are still a child, you don't understand."

Zhuang Zhuang shook off her hand, very angry: "I know it!! My mother sold it for my uncle to marry a wife! If you can't make money to marry a wife, don't get married! Hmph!" gone.

Fang Fang frowned, she didn't know much about Zhuang Zhuang, she only knew that his mother's education level was not very high, she worked on the other side of Sijiu City, she only came back two days a month, and came and went in a hurry every time, Zhuang Zhuang is also unwilling to talk too much about her.

Zhuang Zhuang's anger was as soon as she started eating dinner, and he was ready to come to her and ask her what they wanted to eat tonight.

After the work is launched and the operation is on the right track, it is obvious that the demand will not be so great.Although she is still doing this part-time job, she knows that she needs to think about finding another job, so she submitted her resume and started to go to the city for interviews.

When going out, Zhuang Zhuang was waiting at the door, and she gave Zhuang Zhuang the breakfast in her hand.After getting in the car, she felt a little unwell, so she bought a newspaper with a breakfast for [-] yuan, and saw the words "Technology deified into a bubble Internet predator Liu Yuan is penniless" on the front page. title, and seeing countless videos of reporters pressing Liu Yuan on the electronic screen, she couldn't help but sigh.Fang Fang managed to get into the city with great difficulty, and had a full schedule of interviews in the morning and afternoon, but either the salary offered by the company was an internship salary, or she just said that she was too artistic to make a profit for the company.There are tens of thousands of reasons for inappropriateness, but there is only one suitable reason. Obviously, Fang Fang has not met it.

It was already past 10 o'clock at night when Fangfang got off the subway, and there was no bus back to the village.I looked at the wallet in my hand and found that there were only a few coins left, and there was almost no usable electronic currency left in the phone.She looked around the bright lights, looking at the dark road leading to the village, took a deep breath, and walked forward.

Passing by an abandoned park, I saw two policemen on the road who were investigating the identities of a few smoking minors. Because there is a national conference in Sijiu City recently, the control is stricter.A car roared past her, she took two steps inward, and a drunk man rushed towards her, out of inertia, she caught it, and after a closer look, she still recognized it, it was Liu Yuan.All this successfully attracted the attention of two patrolmen and several teenagers, because the distance was not very far, and several minors whistled at her, but were taught a few words by the older patrolman, while another young patrolman told her The two of them came.In order to avoid trouble, Fangfang handed over his ID card, saying that the drunk was his elder brother, he had a falling out with his family and came out to drink, and he was the one he was looking for, and he was about to go back.

The young patrolman glanced at her: "Let's go."

Fangfang breathed a sigh of relief, and was stopped by a young policeman again and asked, "Why don't you, a little girl with a drunkard, take the bus this evening?" out of service.The patrolman glanced at her: "Where are you going?"

Fangfang reported the address, the patrolman nodded, reached out for a taxi, paid the money, and said to Fangfang, "Let's go."

Liu Yuan was still struggling and didn't want to leave: "Let me go, let me go!!"

Fangfang pressed Liu Yuan's head and thanked the policeman: "Thank you, Uncle Policeman! Oh, no! Brother, goodbye!"

Zhuang Zhuang looked at the person who brought him back to his residence, and couldn't help being curious: "Fangfang, who is he?"

Fangfang opened the door and put Liu Yuan on the bed: "Acquaintance." Shaking his arms, he turned on the electric kettle to boil water, put two tablespoons of strong coffee in his cup, and looked back at Zhuangzhuang, "Hurry up and go back to sleep .”

Zhuang Zhuang looked at Fangfang, staring at Liu Yuan, who was drunk and asleep, with suspicion on his face: "Why don't I accompany you."

Fang Fang glanced at him: "Huh?"

Zhuang Zhuang sat beside her: "The light in my house is out."

Fangfang looked at him, and couldn't help but smiled: "What lamp do you need for sleeping?" Seeing him sitting on the bed, Fangfang acquiesced, "Go to sleep when you're sleepy." Then he turned on the small lamp near the drawing board, Turn off the headlights.

Liu Yuan was awakened by a nightmare. In his sleep, he came to a desolate environment, standing on a piece of dry land, and there were countless black holes everywhere, with no end in sight, and his feet were on the edge of the black holes. He clearly knew that it was a black hole, but he couldn't control his feet, and wanted to step into the black hole... He forgot what he was stepping on, but it was something so terrifying that he woke up immediately.He broke out in a cold sweat, sat up in shock, and suddenly realized that he was not at home, but in an unfamiliar environment, with a little boy sleeping on his lap at this moment, saliva dripping on his pants, and a boy in the corner The woman who is immersed in painting looks only 25 or [-] years old.At this time, the light began to glow outside the window, but because of the poor lighting in the small room, Fang Fang's entire face was slightly layered by the small light.

Hearing the sound, Fang Fang, who was concentrating on the drawing board and electronic drawing board, turned his head and saw Liu Yuan with a panicked face: "Are you awake?"

Liu Yuan looked at her: "Who are you?"

Fang Fang was about to say something when he heard a knock on the door.She got up to open the door and found it was a strange woman.She was wearing a relatively common large T-shirt these days, and she couldn't tell that she was wearing clothes unless she looked carefully.The woman looked to be in her early thirties, with a haggard face and a strong smell of inferior perfume: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

The woman glanced at Fangfang: "I asked Old Cui, and he said that Zhuangzhuang had disappeared, and he might have come to look for you."

Fang Fang's bewildered head began to regain his thoughts: "Are you Zhuang Zhuang's mother? Zhuang Zhuang..."

A figure flew across the room and flew over, hugging the woman: "Mom!"

The woman patted her son's head, and the moment she looked up at the room, she saw Liu Yuan on the bed behind Fangfang: "Sorry, I have something to do with Zhuang Zhuang, so I'm leaving first." After finishing speaking, she pulled the child and walked away. gone.

Fang Fang leaned against the door, looking at the people who were fleeing away.

"Who are you?" Liu Yuan asked again.

Fangfang came back to his senses, only to find another person he had forgotten: "Do you want to have breakfast? You can choose Qingtandong pancakes or Nara steamed buns."

Liu Yuan was stunned for a moment, extremely surprised. Could it be that after he was drunk, he went to Japan and South Korea: "Where am I?"

Seeing his bewildered expression, Fangfang dropped the pen in his hand: "Come out with me, treat you to a meal, you probably still have things to deal with."

Liu Yuan walked down the stairs and saw a town that combined urban and rural areas. It looked prosperous, and there were two lines in each section: "Cheongdam Cave Pancake", "Cambridge English Training Class", "Hawaiian BBQ", "Italian Hot Pot", "Nara Supermarket", Occasionally, a bouncing car passed by was also a Berlin car dealership, the Roman fleet, etc. If it wasn't for an obvious landmark not far away, Forty-Nine City, he would have thought he was in the Guild of Nations.

Fangfang greeted Lao Cui, paid for the pancakes, and said a few casual words until he sat at the table of "Bangkok chaoshou", Liu Yuan didn't say a word, staring straight at the window, looking at the People with zombie faces running on the road to drive to work, looking at the busy Berlin car dealership and the Roman fleet.Fang Fang didn't bother him either, and left after eating and paying the bill, because she felt that Liu Yuan had her own arrangements for the next step, and she also wanted to take a break to prepare for the interview in the afternoon.

Just as he was about to get up, he found four or five people standing at the door, staring straight at Liu Yuan, and the leader went up to say hello to Liu Yuan: "Mr. Liu, the loan from the bank has passed the deadline, you must sign it The property is mortgaged to the bank"

Fang Fang glanced back and forth a few times, still not understanding, but at this moment, he heard the sound of a police car outside.

Liu Yuan kept silent, and the leader became impatient: "Otherwise, we will charge you with commercial fraud and need you to go."

Liu Yuan rubbed the back of his head, looked at them, and then at the police car parked outside: "I am not the one who borrowed the money, whoever lends the money, who are you looking for!"

The leader was not panicked at all: "Ms. Du Bingbing was your wife when the real estate loan was made, and this house belongs to both of you."

Liu Yuan looked at him: "How many times do you want me to say that we are already divorced, and I don't even know about this loan! My house is used for retirement, we have pre-marital property notarization, and we will not interfere with each other in the settlement of property. Even if I go to jail, I can't give you the house!"

The person in charge didn't seem to want to let him go, and directly negotiated with the police to let him in and arrest him.Before the police handcuffs were put on, Fangfang stepped forward and snatched the documents from the leader: "He thinks again."

Not only the leader was stunned, but even Liu Yuan was stunned. Fangfang turned around and took out a pen from his pocket and handed it to Liu Yuan, taking advantage of his blankness to sign his name with his hand. By the time Liu Yuan realized it, she had already handed over the document to the leader: "Everything is a misunderstanding."

Liu Yuan blushed anxiously, staring at Fang Fang: "You are committing a crime!"

Fangfang looked at him: "I don't understand anything, but I know that since it can put you in jail, losing your freedom is not a good thing, no amount of money can buy you freedom."

Liu Yuan clenched his hands and pushed Fang Fang violently. Fang Fang staggered two steps and was pushed to the ground: "What do you know!! If you are not a woman, you are dead now."

Fangfang looked at him: "Your news has been blown up, no matter how innocent you are this time, you are already a target of public criticism in the media, no one pays attention to the truth, no one believes you. I don't understand, But to you, money is always insignificant compared to freedom. If you lose your freedom, what is the use of more money and better house!"

Liu Yuan was so angry that he was speechless, and spit out a mouthful of old