You really can't imagine how rich I am

The driver drove Sheng Lin to the outside of Fu Ziyue's community. Fu Ziyue was already waiting at the door with a Nike sports bag slung across his shoulders.

Sheng Lin's usual car in Beijing was an ordinary Mercedes-Benz. Sitting by the window and seeing Fu Ziyue from a distance, he lowered the window and waved with a smile.

Fu Ziyue wore a Burberry black logo-printed T-shirt, which Sheng Lin bought for him in Shanghai, and a pair of ordinary khaki shorts, followed by tight thigh muscles, extending to the calf, he wore a pair of The black socks were brought up to the edge of the calf, nothing special to wear, but Sheng Lin felt that it was a bit erotic for a mature man.

Seeing a familiar car, Fu Ziyue was about to go around the rear of the car and get into the car, but Sheng Lin called to stop him, "Wait!"

Sheng Lin took out his mobile phone and snapped several chapters in a row. Fu Ziyue cooperated with him with a smile and posed for a street photo to satisfy Sheng Lin. Then the other party said, "Come on!"

"Is everything ready?" Sheng Lin asked as soon as he got into the car.

Fu Ziyue said: "I still need the certificate of moving out of the place of household registration. It will take a few days. My mother will help me in my hometown."

Sheng Lin ignored these things and just smiled: "Okay, tell me when you're ready, this is the house key, you can go and see for yourself when you have time."

Fu Ziyue took the key and asked solemnly, "When do you want me to move there?"

Sheng Lin didn't take it too seriously, "Whatever, you go to see it, if you think it's suitable, you can move anytime. My brother said that he re-made it, it should be very comfortable, it must be better than where you live now! "

This is what it means to be as soon as possible. Fu Ziyue interpreted it by himself, "Okay, I see."

When the two arrived at the golf course, the old classmates whom Sheng Lin had instructed did not show up. Only a young and beautiful senior account manager came to greet them. He took the two of them into check-in first, arranged their things, and invited them to the western restaurant. After lunch, we took another walk and visited, and took a rest before we really led the two of them to play.Sheng Lin learned golf when he was in high school, and his skills are average, but he is no stranger to it.Fu Ziyue had never learned it before, and his expression was calm and strange.

Sheng Lin invited him, of course, not to play basketball. Seeing that Fu Ziyue was not good at it, he asked, "Do you want to learn? I heard that his coaches are very professional. I can find you one."

"What about you?" Fu Zi hesitated.

Sheng Lin waved his hands indifferently, "You follow your example, don't worry about me."

He always said what he said, and he didn't need others to guess his mind, so naturally he rarely guessed other people's minds.Fu Ziyue has been with Sheng Lin for a long time, and he has gradually figured out his temperament. Most of the time, he will not feel uncomfortable. Besides, although Sheng Lin is a bit pampered, he has a good tutor and never offends others, making people feel belittled , Just look at the difference between Xu Yin and him.

Therefore, Fu Ziyue smiled, "Then I want to learn."

Sheng Lin looked sideways at the account manager, and the beautiful sister asked gently: "What kind of coach does this gentleman want?"

Fu Ziyue didn't make a request, just waited for Sheng Lin to speak.

Sheng Lin stroked his chin and said, "Find him a female coach!"

He didn't want to see other men cuddling and holding hands with Fu Ziyue.

Fu Ziyue smiled at him, as if he knew what he was thinking.Sheng Lin was a little embarrassed for no reason, but he still reached out his hand to Fu Ziyue, and Fu Ziyue walked a few steps closer and held him.The relationship between the two is self-evident, the account manager smiled at the two wittily, and turned to arrange.

Sheng Lin dragged Fu Ziyue to the practice field and picked a practice area where there was no one there.

The waiter approached and asked the two if they wanted coffee, Sheng Lin asked, "Is there any wine?"

"Yes, sir."

"Bring me the wine list."

Fu Ziyue sat down next to Sheng Lin, and Sheng Lin's hand naturally put on Fu Ziyue's thigh, touching the edge of his trousers and knees repeatedly.

"Aren't you going to play ball?"

"Don't worry, it's all afternoon." Sheng Lin ordered a cocktail, and asked Fu Ziyue to choose. Fu Ziyue only wanted a bottle of Perrier. Sheng Lin returned the drink list to the waiter, and said with emotion, "I can't play well either. Just come and play."

Not long after, the manager brought a capable female coach over, introduced the two of them first, and then instructed the coach to teach Fu Ziyue.

Sheng Lin sat in the back and watched Fu Ziyue play. Seeing his slender legs, arms holding the bar, all muscles tense up when his whole body is exerting force, the sun is pouring down, the man looks like...GV!

After watching for a while, Sheng Lin was still bored.He called the account manager to come over and arrange a car and caddy for him, and he wanted to play a few shots.When it was his turn, Sheng Lin changed his words and said, "Be a more handsome caddy!"

Naturally, the manager didn't talk too much, and turned around to make arrangements for him.Sheng Lin got up and greeted Fu Ziyue directly: "I'm going to play too. After you finish, tell the manager that she will send you over to find me. Study hard by yourself!"

Fu Ziyue was so focused on learning the ball that he didn't hear them talking behind him, so he thought Sheng Lin was playing by himself.

After the one-and-a-half hour coaching session with him, when Fu Ziyue went to find Shenglin by car, he realized that there was a strange man standing beside him.

The man was wearing a uniform on the court and a sun hat, so he couldn't tell what he looked like.From the side, he was half a head taller than Sheng Lin. He took a bottle of water in his hand, unscrewed it and handed it to Sheng Lin.Sheng Lin took it and took a big sip before handing it back. The man said something, and Sheng Lin laughed out loud, as if he was extremely happy.

Then Sheng Lin stretched out his hand again, and it seemed that he wanted a stick.

The caddy came over with two clubs. It seemed that one was what Sheng Lin wanted, and the other was recommended by him. After the caddy said a few words, Sheng Lin nodded and used the one recommended by the caddy. , and then swung the club without much effort, and the ball flew far away. Sheng Lin couldn't see how far it was from the hole, but the caddy saw it with a glance and gave Sheng Lin some pointers.Sheng Lin turned around and was about to get into the car again, guessing that he was only short of the last shot.The two get along well, not like guests and caddies, but more like friends who have known each other for a long time.

Seeing this, the manager told the car on his side to slow down and follow the car far away without catching up immediately.The relationship between Sheng Lin and Fu Ziyue is stronger or weaker. The manager is a genius, and he already knows it by heart, and he will definitely not ruin Sheng Lin's good deeds.What's more, the caddy of the golf course is not just as simple as being a caddy.

But who knows, Fu Ziyue, who had been silent all this time, spoke at this moment, "The car will follow, let me down."

The manager was a little surprised and couldn't help but glance at Fu Ziyue.The other party's expression was calm, and he didn't see any joy or anger, as if he just said it casually.But his tone was heavy, and he seemed to be very sure, which made people confused.The driver looked sideways at his colleague, the manager pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly, indicating that he could do as Fu Ziyue said.So the car accelerated slightly and kept up with the front.

When Fu Ziyue got out of the car, Sheng Lin was still sitting in the car. The caddy carried the club for him first, then got off, went around to the other side of the car, trying to pick up Sheng Lin.Just as the caddy was about to reach out, Sheng Lin pushed him away, and waved excitedly to Fu Ziyue who was walking towards him not far away: "Hey, you're done with class!"

Fu Ziyue walked over at a leisurely pace, not shying away from the handsome caddy standing beside Sheng Lin.

Sheng Lin smiled happily, without any feeling of being interrupted, and took the initiative to hold Fu Ziyue's hand, "How are you doing? Are you tired? I remember when I was in school, my back hurt every time I finished physical education, and my arms were sore. Can't lift it up."

Fu Ziyue exercised normally, but he didn't think there was anything wrong, so he shook his head, "It's okay, but it's quite difficult."

"That's right, the accuracy and strength are more demanding. I'm a mess, and my elder brother and second brother are both good... I'm just short of one shot, why don't you come and try?"

It is said to be a shot, but it may not be.

It's just that the ball is getting closer to the hole. Fu Ziyue visually estimated that it was only about [-] meters away.People who play often have good control. As long as the putt is flat, the ball will roll into the hole.But it was his first time playing, so he was a bit unsure.

The caddy next to him saw him, and said, "Mr. Sheng played this hole well, and it's here in two strokes. Why don't you play it yourself?"

Sheng Lin looked indifferent, "It's pure luck, it doesn't matter, and I don't compete with anyone, hurry up... Fu Ziyue, give it a try."

As he said, he personally picked up the pole and gave it to Fu Ziyue.

After he said that, Fu Ziyue naturally wouldn't refuse. He stood still by the ball, thought about the few trials he had just done on the driving range, took a deep breath, and putt the ball.

The ball rolled steadily against the turf and fell into the hole smoothly.

Sheng Lin came out with a "wow" in his arms, and applauded, "Amazing! You are very talented!"

Fu Ziyue turned his head and smiled at him, "It's your luck."

Sheng Lin was very happy, "I think golf is quite suitable for you, and you look good when you play. I will get you an annual card later, and you can practice again when you have time."

Fu Ziyue did not refuse.

After a round of [-] holes, Sheng Lin still had a lot to play.But when Fu Zi came over, Sheng Lin was no longer in the mood to fight, "I'm tired, let's go to the back and have a rest."

Of course Fu Ziyue would have no objection.

The caddy helped Sheng Lin carry the club, as if it was a pity that he didn't finish playing, and stood there, hesitating.

Sheng Lin pointed to the car behind and said to the caddy, "You can take that car."

Then he pulled Fu Ziyue to his side, the two got into the car, asked the manager to accompany them, and left.

Sheng Lin obviously had a good time playing with the caddy just now, but at this time he told the manager: "Your caddy training is really not good enough."

The manager knew Sheng Lin's background, and treated him more carefully and respectfully than ordinary customers. Hearing him complaining now, he immediately became nervous and asked, "What's wrong? Is it unprofessional? You tell me, I'll turn around Feedback to the boss immediately."

Sheng Lin shook his head and said, "Too many words."

Is it because the caddy had a bad attitude towards Fu Ziyue just now?

The manager turned his head to look at Fu Ziyue, but he saw that the other party was only holding Sheng Lin with one hand, but his eyes were on the green in the distance, as if he was listening to Sheng Lin's speech.So the manager could only mutter in his heart, and didn't dare to say anything more.

When Sheng Lin and his group returned to the leisure area at the back, it was only after five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was still early in the summer season. After a whole afternoon in the sun, they were sweating all over. He took off his clothes and went to take a shower. When he came out, he found Fu Ziyue sitting alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, reading with a thick volume of A4 paper.

He thought it was the project brochure of the resort, so he walked behind him and asked, "What's so interesting?"

Fu Ziyue raised his head, with a dazed expression on his face: "What?"

It was only then that Sheng Lin noticed that the dense black and white characters in the thick book looked more like a book, and he asked curiously, "What are you reading?"

Fu Ziyue closed the paper in his hand, showing the cover to Sheng Lin, "It's a script."

Sheng Lin had never seen it before, so he took it and flipped through it randomly to see something new.

Seeing that he had finished washing, Fu Ziyue took off his shirt and was about to go in and take a shower.

Sheng Lin read to the script: ""The Palace of the Qing Dynasty"?...It's a Qing Dynasty drama, what are you acting in?"

"A brother." Fu Ziyue blurted out.

This role was not easy to come by, because he played a villain in his last play, and the ratings of the TV series were good, and the role was somewhat deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The projects that contacted his agent all turned into various villains.The company didn't want him to be stereotyped, and Fu Ziyue also kind of minded, so he delayed for a long time before receiving the next favorite role.In the end, this Qing palace drama was decided as a very strategic character, both good and evil, with more room to play.Although he is not the protagonist, Fu Ziyue is very satisfied.

He reached out and touched the cover of the script, as if cherishing it, flipped through a few pages, found the place where he appeared and pointed it out to Sheng Lin, "Here, my first scene."

Sheng Lin read a few words, but couldn't understand it, so he turned his head and asked, "When are you going to shoot? Are you leaving Beijing?"

Fu Ziyue gave a low "hmm", "In Hengdian, the start-up will start in early August, and I may have to join the team a few days in advance."

Sheng Lin didn't think there was anything wrong with it. After all, filming was Fu Ziyue's main business, and I had never seen Xu Yin stand in the way of others because of a favorite girl who wanted to film.

It's just that he suddenly thought, "Then if you want to make this scene, don't you want to shave your head?"

Fu Ziyue was taken aback, shaving his head was a matter of course, but as an actor, it was normal for him to change his hairstyle for a role, and he never took this matter to heart, so he never thought of reporting to Sheng Lin. Nodding his head, he didn't know what Sheng Lin meant.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Lin, who was always easy to talk, closed the script with a "snap" and threw the thick stack on the coffee table.

He frowned, and said domineeringly: "I won't let you go! You must not look good with a bald head, I don't like it."