Demolition of CP

Wen Jinrui turned around and asked again, "Did the seller tell you whose authentic work it is?"

Wang Mang felt depressed when he heard Wen Jinrui's words now, but he had to answer, "It's Zhong Jianjun's."

"That's even more wrong. Zhong Jianjun is a national master of colored porcelain. He was born in the 60s. How could he be from the Qing Dynasty?"

Now Wang Mang's face was completely pale, he looked towards Fu Xiaolin, the other party squinted slightly and watched the two talking, the expression on his face didn't know whether it was calm or worried, Wang Mang's body trembled, he didn't know whether it was cold or frightened have to.

Wen Jinrui opened his mouth before he could speak.

"Father, I think this uncle is also a caring person."

Fu Xiaolin squinted at him, "Oh?"

Wen Jinrui sat back in his seat, "Zhong Jianjun's colored porcelain is hard to come by, and almost all of them are stored in museums now. This bright future is also the treasure of the National Museum of Art. I'm afraid I can buy it, so will my uncle." It cost a fortune."

No matter how stupid Wang Mang was, he could hear it. It was safe to say that he sent a fake product. He almost couldn't wait for Wen Jinrui to finish speaking, so he stood up straight as if being bounced off a chair, and walked quickly In front of Fu Xiaolin, he wanted to argue for himself.

But what Fu Xiaolin was waiting for was now.

"Mr. Wang thinks it's not easy to 'win' the treasure. You should go back and rest as soon as possible, and then frame the things properly, so as not to delay your 'bright future'."

What Fu Xiaolin said had a double meaning, Wang Mang's face turned pale immediately, he only hated himself for not acting in a hurry, and even more hated Wen Jinrui for not speaking nicely.

It's a pity that he can't talk about other people's children in front of others, so he can only smash his teeth and forget to swallow, "The young master is really as talented as the rumors, super witty, and proficient in everything."

Wen Jinrui felt the glance Wang Mang gave him before he left, and it turned out that he was hated by another person.Fu Xiaolin is really smart, let him slap Wang Mang in the face and let Wang Mang bear his grudges, which can not only fend off a stain that wants to curry favor with the Fu family, but also prevent him from establishing connections.

Good meter.Wen Jinrui adjusted his slightly messy clothes with downcast eyes that he couldn't tell what mood he was in.

After Wang Mang left, Wen Jinrui stood up from the chair without waiting for Fu Xiaolin to speak, "Father, I'm going down."

Fu Xiaolin held his breath inexplicably when he saw his low-browed and pleasing expression, as well as his impatient look.But for some reason, the pitiful appearance of the other party in front of Fu Yan appeared in his mind, and the unhappiness in his heart disappeared.

He has two sons. No matter what the older one is doing or thinking, he can tell at a glance, his expression and psychology are superficial.And the younger one, who was submissive and gloomy before, but now his personality has changed drastically, but he feels that he can't understand his mind.In fact, every time Wen Jinrui was called as a shield, Wen Jinrui could always turn into a real arty nobleman. At that time, even Fu Xiaolin had to admit that he had an indelible nobility.But today when he came to block Wang Mang, he brought a bit of evil spirit, and his speaking momentum was a bit stronger than before, and his whole person became more brilliant and dazzling.

But he didn't know why Wen Jinrui became like this.

Thinking of this, Fu Xiaolin felt irritated again, and his tone became much colder, "Go down!"

But he suddenly thought of his schedule for the past few days. Looking at his young son, who was thin and malnourished, he added for some reason, "Tomorrow, I will go to the shooting range with your brother."

The next day arrived soon, and Wen Jinrui was struggling with how to get there, when the housekeeper said that Fu Xiaolin asked him to follow Fu Wenrui to the Jinrui International Hotel in the center of City Z.

On the surface, Jinrui looks like the most luxurious international hotel in Z city, but in fact, the underground is Fu's shooting range.

Although Fu Xiaolin said to let Jinrui go with Fu Wenrui, when Jinrui arrived at the hotel, the housekeeper hurriedly ran out of the lobby and told him that Fu Wenrui was unable to come due to an emergency, and asked him to go in by himself first.

Wen Jinrui didn't think there was anything wrong, just thought that if the eldest brother didn't come, then Fu Xiaolin would definitely not be able to come either, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the gate of the underground shooting range, he heard Fu Xiaolin's usual calm and indifferent voice from the depths of the field.

"How did you get here?"

According to the original book, Wen Jinrui was slapped in the face by Fu Xiaolin five years ago because of his brilliant talent overshadowing Fu Wenrui.

But after seeing Fu Xiaolin this time, I still don't have a long memory, thinking that my father came when my brother didn't come because he cared about me.Then he couldn't help but unleashed all his strength and hit five ten rings in a row.Then Fu Xiaolin didn't like it, and was told to make himself a vase.What Fu Xiaolin needs is a son who can help Fu Wenrui well or be obedient and understand nothing, not a competitor with outstanding abilities.So on this day, he directly robbed Wen Jinrui of the opportunity to protect himself in the future, preventing Wen Jinrui's subordinates from having a single soldier.

But now this body lives in commemoration, and he will no longer seriously shoot a gun because of Fu Xiaolin's inexplicable whim.And he won't be complacent because of Fu Xiaolin's arrival.

So when he saw Fu Xiaolin, he just replied obediently, "Father." Then he obediently followed behind Fu Xiaolin.

Fu Xiaolin handed him a gun, "Take a shot and see."

Memorial caught it, turned his head to look at the target ahead, and raised his gun to aim at the target.

With a sound of "Boom!", it was shot out almost immediately after aiming, and the monitor next to it showed the situation on the target in the next second.

Fu Xiaolin glanced at the monitor and narrowed his eyes slightly, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

"In the past two years, your marksmanship has regressed a little."

Ji Ji followed the past to check his results, and saw his shooting situation clearly reflected on the monitor, which was between the eighth and ninth rings.

Very auspicious result.

Memorial leisurely sighed.

"Jin Rui wasn't capable enough to let his father down."

Fu Xiaolin narrowed his eyes and glanced at him coldly.His brows gradually wrinkled.Memorial guessed what he was going to say in his heart, thinking about how to word it.

Fu Xiaolin was uncharacteristically harsh, and didn't say anything to criticize, but looked at him silently.Fu Xiaolin's handsome face is well-defined, and it looks even more stable and elegant under the light.

"You are very smart."

Fu Xiaolin finally opened his mouth, and without saying anything, he walked out of the shooting range with a group of bodyguards.

Zhou is as shrewd as a memorial, and he doesn't understand why Fu Xiaolin is so abnormal today. If he wanted to teach his brother's shooting skills, when he knew that his brother would not be able to come today, he should have already planned to leave.But not only did he not leave, but he also waited until he arrived.This is almost impossible in the memory of the original owner.

But if Fu Xiaolin stayed here on purpose for him, how could he just turn around and leave after seeing him take a shot.

Wen Jinrui couldn't figure it out, and finally had to attribute everything to the fact that his eldest brother didn't come, and Fu Xiaolin was free and idle, which made him so abnormal.

He quietly looked at Fu Xiaolin's back, it was such a tall and straight figure who conquered the entire world of the Fu family.Having such a father is undoubtedly something to be proud of, but it would be sad if he never got his father's favor.

At this moment, the commemoration was almost integrated with the original owner Wen Jinrui. He remembered the only sentence Fu Xiaolin said before he left, and couldn't help laughing, "Father, you taught me well."

……five years ago.

Today is a special day, because the young master of the Fu family finally participated in an event where his father was present, that is, Fu Xiaolin wanted to take him and Fu Wenrui to the shooting range to see their shooting skills.This is like a small meeting. When the time comes, the relatives and relatives of the Fu family, as well as people who are attached to the Fu family, will all come.

Fu Wenrui is 15 years old this year.According to the regulations of the Fu family who began to practice guns at the age of eight, he has been practicing for seven years.

But Wen Jinrui was brought back from the outside when he was eight years old, and he only practiced for three years.

But this does not affect Wen Jinrui's mood. After all, even the teacher who taught him said that the second young master of the Fu family is a natural sharpshooter, with keen insight and flexible finger control, making the gun in his hand is like a Toy.

Wen Jinrui thought about his father's indifferent attitude towards him since he entered Fu's family for three years, and was determined to let his father see the fruits of his hard work.

Wen Jinrui thought so, and did the same.But when he shot the first shot and then hit the ten rings one after another, and even the guns landed firmly on one point, Wen Jinrui suddenly realized that it was wrong to do so.

Because his eldest brother only shot into the tenth ring, because the surrounding Fu family looked at him in amazement, while his father, the person who should have smiled at him with gratified eyes, was staring at him coldly. He said nothing.

"Second Young Master is so amazing at such a young age, Master Fu is blessed." Someone who spoke, the people around followed suit and said congratulations.

Wen Jinrui looked at Fu Wenrui, he couldn't see his elder brother's expression with his back facing him, but he could see Fu Xiaolin's expression clearly beside Fu Wenrui.

Fu Xiaolin glanced at him coldly, and said to the people around him with a half-smile, "He doesn't need to be good at marksmanship, it's enough to study his poems, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and paintings honestly, and be a quiet and obedient young master."

People from the Fu family have followed Fu Xiaolin for many years, so they naturally sensed that something was wrong.Only a few people still didn't know why, "Master Fu is really good at joking, if you really follow your words, then the second young master will become the second young lady."

Those who couldn't understand the market laughed, but those who understood didn't laugh.Only Wen Jinrui's back felt cold, and he looked straight at Fu Xiaolin.

Fu Xiaolin didn't speak to him until he got in the car. He looked straight at Wen Jinrui's hands with a blank expression on his face, "These hands will only be used to hold pens in the future. If you take a gun and get hurt, don't worry about it." Alright. A young master who only loves elegance and is proficient in piano skills is far more pleasing than a son who likes to wield knives and guns."

The 11-year-old boy didn't understand anything. He nodded in a daze, knowing another way to survive.

Wen Jinrui can never be compared with Fu Wenrui.

This was a good opportunity for Fu Xiaolin to let Fu Wenrui establish prestige in the Fu family. After all, Fu Wenrui's marksmanship was already very good among his peers.But no one thought that an unfavorable Wen Jinrui would come out halfway.Forcibly breaking the path that Fu Xiaolin had paved for Fu Wenrui, wasting a good opportunity to establish his image.

Wen Jinrui still remembers his results afterwards.

I dedicated my heart and soul to it, leaving only the order not to practice guns after the age of 11.It is simply that Fu Xiaolin's spear king Wang Ze was his marksmanship teacher back then. He really liked his talent and asked Fu Xiaolin to let him learn mechanical manufacturing from Wang Ze. Fu Xiaolin reluctantly agreed that he could touch the gun.Although I can't play anymore, I can continue to learn how to make it.

From that day on, Wen Jinrui understood that he and his elder brother were different after all.