The whole world is hit by a cold wave, and the winter in Kaidoran comes very early, the blizzard is raging, and the road is covered with a thick layer of snow.
In the early morning, this city full of British atmosphere was still in a deep sleep, and scattered on the road were a few invisible people wearing green volunteer uniforms and thick felt hats, who were shoveling snow with shovels.
The handle of the shovel is painted green, and a sun symbol is printed on the back of the shovel, and five stars are painted in the center of the sun, which makes people feel awe-inspiring.
The heavy snow had seriously affected the traffic, and most people would not choose to go out in such weather, so the black car approaching from far to near stood out on the deserted street.
In such bad weather, it crossed half of Kedoron and finally stopped in front of a public cemetery.
The co-pilot's door opened, and a young man in a tuxedo came out with his hair combed back. He opened a large black umbrella that could accommodate three or five people.
He gently opened the back seat door, lowered his head and said, "Master, we're here."
After finishing speaking, he blocked the door with his hands to prevent the people in the car from getting out of the car and bumping their heads.
No response was heard in the car, only a long leg landed on the ground, and the black slim-fit trousers were meticulously fitted. The trouser legs were submerged in the high-top black Martin boots, revealing a section of fair skin due to stretching.
In the next second, the long-legged owner finally appeared.
It was a tall and thin man, wearing a black fisherman's hat, a black turtleneck sweater and a black mid-length windbreaker on his upper body. His fingers were extremely long, and he took the handle of the umbrella when he got out of the car and got up.
The all-black outfit is particularly striking in this snow-white world. If not for the fact that there are not many pedestrians on the street, otherwise some people cannot help but stop and watch this extravagant man.
The man in the tuxedo took a step back spontaneously: "Master, it's cold, and you are not in good health. Don't stay in a place like the cemetery for too long."
The brim of the fisherman's hat was very wide, covering most of his face, only revealing a thin, colorless lip. Impressively, there was a mole the size of a sesame seed above the lip.
He smiled, whether it was an illusion or what, the man in the tuxedo always felt that he saw a fleeting sarcasm in his smile.
It disappears in the blink of an eye, making it impossible to capture.
"understood."
The man responded, turned and entered the cemetery.
This cemetery is huge, the entrance is a large green arched door, inside is densely packed with tombstones, at first glance it looks like a maze full of death colors.
The man walked slowly to a tomb, and a black and white photo was pasted on the smooth tombstone. In the photo, a man in a suit and leather shoes cuddled with a woman in a cheongsam. The man embraced the woman with unconcealed love in his eyes.
He took the umbrella and put it on the ground
Then, ignoring the heavy snow falling in the sky, he reached out and took off the hat on his head, half-knelt in front of the stele, stroked the photo embedded in the stele with his fingers, and said softly: "Mom and Dad."
The temperature of the tombstone was icy cold, and soon his fingers turned red.
He didn't realize it, he said to himself
"It will be New Year's Eve in two months, come and see you, don't worry about my life, everything..."
"It's all pretty good."
A bouquet of fresh flowers was placed in front of the tombstone, but it was covered with thick snow and probably withered.
After the man said what he wanted to say, he picked up the flowers silently, patted the snow off the flowers, rearranged them and put them back in place.
He picked up the umbrella on the ground and stood up. Just as he was about to put on his hat, the tips of his ears moved slightly, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look in a direction to the right.
Although he didn't see anything, his intuition told him that there was someone over there...
Being vigilant by nature, he unconsciously took two steps towards that side, wanting to see what happened.
There was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him, and a man in a tuxedo appeared at the entrance. He didn't open an umbrella, and a thin layer of snow fell on his shoulders and hair.
"Master Gu, it's getting late, if you stay too long, the master will be angry."
The man looked back at him, thought for a while, reached out and patted the snow on his hair, and put on his hat: "Let's go."
The two left, and the cemetery was completely quiet.
Not far away, two people stood up, hiding their figures with the help of the tombstone beside them.
A man dressed as an assistant was shivering in the wind and snow, and his voice was trembling: "It's so dangerous! I was almost discovered! It's only November, and Kedoren is too cold!"
The other person rubbed his hands, his voice trembling at the end of his speech: "It's so cold!"
This man is very tall, close to 1.9 meters, a black turtleneck sweater with a gray woolen jacket, black woolen slim-fit trousers on his lower body, and temporary plush slippers from the hotel on his feet, his ankles are freezing flushed.
A pair of dog eyes that are extremely cute when they smile. They look cold and indifferent when they are not smiling. The tails of the eyes are slightly drooping. The bridge of the nose is high and straight. From the side, the line from the bridge of the nose to the Adam's apple is perfect. The cheekbones are more obvious, which is full of fashion circles. The sought after senior face.
If there were other people present, they would definitely be able to recognize the face of the person in front of them.
Fu Wenzhi, the youngest actor winner in history who dominates the TV screens of major theaters and fashion magazines all the year round.
At only 23 years old, she is already popular all over the world.
The assistant blamed himself and said, "Brother Wen, this incident was my negligence. I didn't expect to be recognized by fans in Kaidolun, which made you sneak into this kind of place to avoid fans..."
Fu Wenzhi glanced at him, rubbing his frozen red hands, unable to hear any emotion: "If an apology is useful, what do you want the police for?"
The little assistant blamed himself even more, hesitated for two seconds, and said firmly while feeling like a knife was piercing his heart: "Then...then the wages are deducted? The bonus is deducted? As long as you are happy, brother Wen, I will be punished no matter what!"
This job pays well and is not tiring. Rather than getting fired, it's better to coax the boss first.
Fu Wenzhi rolled his eyes. Whoever wanted his salary and bonus put his hands in his pockets: "Let's talk about it when we return to China."
The assistant was amnesty: "Then let's go back to the hotel first. If you catch a cold, I will be scolded to death by rich wives."
"Yeah." Fu Wenzhi took out a black mask and sunglasses from his pocket and put them on his face
After the two left the cemetery, they saw only the rear of a car, and then quickly disappeared at the corner of the street.
The assistant watched from ear to ear: "Panda LOGO, rich people..."
Fu Wenzhi glanced slightly: "Gu? Is there any well-known domestic company with this surname?"
Panda logo design, an emerging domestic car brand, has soared into the sky in just a few years and has become a top brand. This car is not only something that can be bought with money, the most important thing is that it is only sold to Chinese.
To be able to afford this car, you must be a super rich person, and you must be Chinese.
The assistant thought for a while: "I haven't heard of it in China, but Kai Duolun has a Gu family who is very good."
Fu Wenzhi became interested and looked at him
Assistant: "Brother Wen, what do you see me doing?"
Fu Wenzhi smiled: "I think you will soon die in a foreign country."
Half of the talk is not courting death.
The assistant suddenly understood, and almost bit his tongue: "The main reason is that I don't know the details, I only heard that it is very good!"
What is the difference between saying and not saying?
"..." Fu Wenzhi turned around and left without any hesitation.
The two braved the wind and snow, turned two streets, and finally returned to the hotel where they were staying.
As soon as he entered the revolving door of the hotel, the smell of heating and incense came over his face, and the assistant almost shed two lines of tears: "Brother Wen, am I still alive——"
Walking to the elevator, Fu Wenzhi took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and pressed it twice, but there was no response.
He gave a 'tsk' sound, and put it back in his pocket: "The battery is out, check your phone, has the manager contacted you?"
As soon as the voice fell, the assistant's cell phone rang in his pocket, and when he took it out, he saw the word "broker" jumping on the screen of the phone.
The assistant looked at Fu Wenzhi
Fu Wenzhi raised his eyebrows: "Go."
The assistant then swiped down to answer the call, and he could hear the roar from the other side on the receiver without getting close to his ear
"Did you die outside? What time is it when you go out at five o'clock? Are you going back to your country? Putting on the airs of the movie king and putting it on the airline, right? Everyone waits for you alone, right? I'm not either Say you don’t have that ability, it’s because you have that ability, but don’t you know how many black fans outside are staring at you every day? Just wait for you to make a mistake and then give you a big hat! You still don’t think it’s enough to blackmail you online How much? Best Actor Fu, can you have a sense of time..."
The voice in the earpiece stopped abruptly
The assistant was taken aback, because Fu Wenzhi snatched his mobile phone and hung up the phone in a flash.
The assistant looked at Fu Wenzhi stupidly: "Brother Fu...you are..."
Fu Wenzhi plucked his ears: "This manager is getting older and talks more and more. I don't want to hear it."
The assistant was dumbfounded: "But... this is my mobile phone"
Fu Wenzhi had an innocent face: "Oh, I forgot, you can just say I did it later."
"……Oh"
The assistant looked erratic, as if he had seen heaven.
The VIP elevator door opened in front of the two of them with a 'ding—'.
The two entered the elevator and pressed the button for the 27th floor.
In the hotel room, sitting on the sofa was a woman with maroon curly hair, wearing exquisite makeup, red lips and electric eyes, with a very hot body, and her age could not be seen.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, her eyes shot towards the door like a knife: "Zhou Lin, it's not bad, you dare to hang up on me now? You're getting fatter."
Zhou Lin was so frightened that he almost died on the spot, shivering, not knowing whether it was cold or frightened.
"I didn't hang up the phone... Sister Xin"
Fu Wenzhi took off his coat, glasses and mask, hung them on the coat rack, looked up
Ji Xinran's sarcasm squeezed into his throat was successfully degaussed under the impact of this face that he had seen for so many years but was still not immune to it.
Fu Wenzhi said leisurely: "I hung up the call, have you packed your luggage? What time is the plane?"
Ji Xinran said angrily: "Nine o'clock! Only your luggage is missing. You have so many problems, you don't want people to touch them, and you don't want people to see them. I didn't dare to clean them up."
Fu Wenzhi nodded, and looked at the assistant: "Zhou Lin, go clean it up."
After speaking, I yawned, went to the sofa and sat down to watch TV
Ji Xinran sat uncomfortably to one side
Fu Wenzhi looked at her: "Manager Ji, you are only in your 20s, do you know what you look like now?"
Ji Xinran didn't dare to look into his eyes, his eyes drifted away: "...what does it look like?"
Fu Wenzhi: "The menopause is early."
Ji Xinran raised her hand and threw a pillow over: "Asshole! You should call me cousin!"
Fu Wenzhi smiled, raised his hand to catch the firm and soft pillow, and turned his gaze to the TV screen in front of him.
It turned out to be a financial channel, and on the screen was an old man in a suit and leather shoes, with white hair but burning eyes, and he had the aura of being in a high position all year round.
Securely guarded by a group of black-clothed bodyguards
The reporters on both sides were in a state of confusion. They followed in a hurry. Some even put their hands on the bodyguard's shoulders and passed the microphone: "Mr. Gu, I heard that your group intends to return to China for development. Is it true?"
"Mr. Gu, can you answer me?"
Fu Wenzhi raised his eyebrows, is it Gu again?In just a few hours, this was already the second person surnamed Gu he saw
Thinking of the face he saw in the cemetery in the morning, Fu Wenzhi rubbed his fingers on the pillow unconsciously: "Who is this old man? Why have I never seen it before?"
Ji Xinran watched the TV, and responded, "The current helm of the Kai Duolun Gu family, Gu Renxun."
Fu Wenzhi raised his eyebrows: "Who is this? I've never heard of it."
Ji Xinran looked solemn: "Of course you haven't heard of it, but your father must know that if the Gu family returns to China to develop, it will not be good news for the Fu family."
Fu Wenzhi remained silent
While packing up his things, Zhou Lin couldn't hold back his gossip, "Brother Fu and I..."
"Cough, cough, cough..." Fu Wenzhi clenched his fist to his lips, and gave him a warning look from the corner of his eye.
Sure enough, Ji Xinran was distracted by the sound of his coughing, "What's wrong with you? Have a cold?"
Fu Wenzhi looked away guiltily, "Probably."
Ji Xinran stood up and said unhappily, "I think you deserve it! I'm going to the supermarket early in the morning to buy some snacks! Is it crazy because of the heavy snow? I'll get the medicine for me, wait!"
After that, he stepped on his high heels and went back to his own room next door
Zhou Lin covered his mouth: "Brother Fu, why can't you say it? Today that person is clearly from the Gu family..."
Fu Wenzhi crossed his legs, and said coolly: "What happened this morning is rotten in your stomach, don't ask too much."
For some reason, he didn't want to let others know about that person just now.
Zhou Lin said honestly, "Oh."
Not long after, Ji Xinran came over with a cup, walked up to Fu Wenzhi, and handed it to him "here"
She was wearing a black hip-length sweater, a punk jacket over it, and black high boots, revealing a section of snow-white thigh.
The sofa Fu Wenzhi was sitting on was not high, and the angle between the two of them was a bit subtle.
"Yeah, it's still hot, let's put it away and drink it later."
Fu Wen subconsciously sat a little further away
Ji Xinran didn't notice it, and the corner of her mouth twitched: "I don't feel it's hot when I hold it in my hand, it can burn you to death, right?"
The corners of Fu Wenzhi's lips curled slightly, and he raised his head to look into Ji Xinran's eyes: "Ms. Ji, please do some good deeds, what I said this morning"
Ji Xinran snapped the cup by his elbow: "Forget about dying of illness."
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He Youshu, one of the top ten young people at the city level, has friends all over the world, helps the old lady cross the road, does public welfare activities, helps others, and spends money.
There are so many suitors that they can walk around his community, which can be called a walking model of teenagers.
Suddenly one day inexplicably transmigrated into a dog-blooded slam novel, and from then on began the days of struggling to save his life by the tyrant's side.
Others have prophets as golden fingers when they wear books, but when it comes to him...
【Welcome to the book world where strength is useless and appearance is the most important thing—the original slam novel "The Tyrant's Heart"】
"You also know that you're stupid? No matter how long or tall your prefix is, the essence of this special meow is still a danmei novel!"
Cheating!
??and...
"The tyrant's favorite? I haven't read this book at all!"
Cheating!
The protagonist, Xiao Yu, is fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged, but unfortunately he is a man.
Cheating!
This dog emperor will kill people if he disagrees with him. After killing people, hang them on the city tower and expose them to the sun for three days. Not only is he a tyrant, but he is also a fool. My life is over.
?? System: [Warning Warning!Host, according to the timeline of the original plot, the original Xiaoshou will appear soon, if the original plot develops according to the plot, the host as the foreign soul will disappear. 】
He Youshu: "What do you mean by disappearing?"
System: [It means that the host will disappear from the two worlds and cease to exist. 】
He Youshu "..." turned his face.jpg
Emperor Xiao: "Why is he so inseparable from the widow?"
Confidant: "According to my subordinates, my emperor's dragon and phoenix are so beautiful in the world, Mr. He may be in admiration..."
Emperor Xiao suddenly frowned like a cat whose tail was stepped on
"How dare he covet the widow? How dare he? How is he worthy!"
……
He Youshu was dressed in a wedding dress and hijab, was tied up and thrown on the dragon bed, with a three-month ball in his belly, tears streaming down his face
This riding horse is still Jataka!
Cheating!
He stared at the peerless beauty who was overturned before him, and cursed angrily: Emperor dog, I believe in your evil!
One-sentence introduction: Emperor Lao Gong wants my head to fall every day
Good-tempered on the outside, complaining on the inside, the emperor is attacked by X (pseudo) cunning and arrogant beauty
Reading guide: The work of practicing pens, Wannian 1V1, all the world is superficial and privately set, don't pay attention to no logic, and don't need to notify when you abandon the article.
Demining: Beauty Gong, his personality is slightly distorted due to his experience, please don't use the standard of normal people to ask him, no matter in appearance or personality, if you step on thunder, please stay away.
In the early morning, this city full of British atmosphere was still in a deep sleep, and scattered on the road were a few invisible people wearing green volunteer uniforms and thick felt hats, who were shoveling snow with shovels.
The handle of the shovel is painted green, and a sun symbol is printed on the back of the shovel, and five stars are painted in the center of the sun, which makes people feel awe-inspiring.
The heavy snow had seriously affected the traffic, and most people would not choose to go out in such weather, so the black car approaching from far to near stood out on the deserted street.
In such bad weather, it crossed half of Kedoron and finally stopped in front of a public cemetery.
The co-pilot's door opened, and a young man in a tuxedo came out with his hair combed back. He opened a large black umbrella that could accommodate three or five people.
He gently opened the back seat door, lowered his head and said, "Master, we're here."
After finishing speaking, he blocked the door with his hands to prevent the people in the car from getting out of the car and bumping their heads.
No response was heard in the car, only a long leg landed on the ground, and the black slim-fit trousers were meticulously fitted. The trouser legs were submerged in the high-top black Martin boots, revealing a section of fair skin due to stretching.
In the next second, the long-legged owner finally appeared.
It was a tall and thin man, wearing a black fisherman's hat, a black turtleneck sweater and a black mid-length windbreaker on his upper body. His fingers were extremely long, and he took the handle of the umbrella when he got out of the car and got up.
The all-black outfit is particularly striking in this snow-white world. If not for the fact that there are not many pedestrians on the street, otherwise some people cannot help but stop and watch this extravagant man.
The man in the tuxedo took a step back spontaneously: "Master, it's cold, and you are not in good health. Don't stay in a place like the cemetery for too long."
The brim of the fisherman's hat was very wide, covering most of his face, only revealing a thin, colorless lip. Impressively, there was a mole the size of a sesame seed above the lip.
He smiled, whether it was an illusion or what, the man in the tuxedo always felt that he saw a fleeting sarcasm in his smile.
It disappears in the blink of an eye, making it impossible to capture.
"understood."
The man responded, turned and entered the cemetery.
This cemetery is huge, the entrance is a large green arched door, inside is densely packed with tombstones, at first glance it looks like a maze full of death colors.
The man walked slowly to a tomb, and a black and white photo was pasted on the smooth tombstone. In the photo, a man in a suit and leather shoes cuddled with a woman in a cheongsam. The man embraced the woman with unconcealed love in his eyes.
He took the umbrella and put it on the ground
Then, ignoring the heavy snow falling in the sky, he reached out and took off the hat on his head, half-knelt in front of the stele, stroked the photo embedded in the stele with his fingers, and said softly: "Mom and Dad."
The temperature of the tombstone was icy cold, and soon his fingers turned red.
He didn't realize it, he said to himself
"It will be New Year's Eve in two months, come and see you, don't worry about my life, everything..."
"It's all pretty good."
A bouquet of fresh flowers was placed in front of the tombstone, but it was covered with thick snow and probably withered.
After the man said what he wanted to say, he picked up the flowers silently, patted the snow off the flowers, rearranged them and put them back in place.
He picked up the umbrella on the ground and stood up. Just as he was about to put on his hat, the tips of his ears moved slightly, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look in a direction to the right.
Although he didn't see anything, his intuition told him that there was someone over there...
Being vigilant by nature, he unconsciously took two steps towards that side, wanting to see what happened.
There was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him, and a man in a tuxedo appeared at the entrance. He didn't open an umbrella, and a thin layer of snow fell on his shoulders and hair.
"Master Gu, it's getting late, if you stay too long, the master will be angry."
The man looked back at him, thought for a while, reached out and patted the snow on his hair, and put on his hat: "Let's go."
The two left, and the cemetery was completely quiet.
Not far away, two people stood up, hiding their figures with the help of the tombstone beside them.
A man dressed as an assistant was shivering in the wind and snow, and his voice was trembling: "It's so dangerous! I was almost discovered! It's only November, and Kedoren is too cold!"
The other person rubbed his hands, his voice trembling at the end of his speech: "It's so cold!"
This man is very tall, close to 1.9 meters, a black turtleneck sweater with a gray woolen jacket, black woolen slim-fit trousers on his lower body, and temporary plush slippers from the hotel on his feet, his ankles are freezing flushed.
A pair of dog eyes that are extremely cute when they smile. They look cold and indifferent when they are not smiling. The tails of the eyes are slightly drooping. The bridge of the nose is high and straight. From the side, the line from the bridge of the nose to the Adam's apple is perfect. The cheekbones are more obvious, which is full of fashion circles. The sought after senior face.
If there were other people present, they would definitely be able to recognize the face of the person in front of them.
Fu Wenzhi, the youngest actor winner in history who dominates the TV screens of major theaters and fashion magazines all the year round.
At only 23 years old, she is already popular all over the world.
The assistant blamed himself and said, "Brother Wen, this incident was my negligence. I didn't expect to be recognized by fans in Kaidolun, which made you sneak into this kind of place to avoid fans..."
Fu Wenzhi glanced at him, rubbing his frozen red hands, unable to hear any emotion: "If an apology is useful, what do you want the police for?"
The little assistant blamed himself even more, hesitated for two seconds, and said firmly while feeling like a knife was piercing his heart: "Then...then the wages are deducted? The bonus is deducted? As long as you are happy, brother Wen, I will be punished no matter what!"
This job pays well and is not tiring. Rather than getting fired, it's better to coax the boss first.
Fu Wenzhi rolled his eyes. Whoever wanted his salary and bonus put his hands in his pockets: "Let's talk about it when we return to China."
The assistant was amnesty: "Then let's go back to the hotel first. If you catch a cold, I will be scolded to death by rich wives."
"Yeah." Fu Wenzhi took out a black mask and sunglasses from his pocket and put them on his face
After the two left the cemetery, they saw only the rear of a car, and then quickly disappeared at the corner of the street.
The assistant watched from ear to ear: "Panda LOGO, rich people..."
Fu Wenzhi glanced slightly: "Gu? Is there any well-known domestic company with this surname?"
Panda logo design, an emerging domestic car brand, has soared into the sky in just a few years and has become a top brand. This car is not only something that can be bought with money, the most important thing is that it is only sold to Chinese.
To be able to afford this car, you must be a super rich person, and you must be Chinese.
The assistant thought for a while: "I haven't heard of it in China, but Kai Duolun has a Gu family who is very good."
Fu Wenzhi became interested and looked at him
Assistant: "Brother Wen, what do you see me doing?"
Fu Wenzhi smiled: "I think you will soon die in a foreign country."
Half of the talk is not courting death.
The assistant suddenly understood, and almost bit his tongue: "The main reason is that I don't know the details, I only heard that it is very good!"
What is the difference between saying and not saying?
"..." Fu Wenzhi turned around and left without any hesitation.
The two braved the wind and snow, turned two streets, and finally returned to the hotel where they were staying.
As soon as he entered the revolving door of the hotel, the smell of heating and incense came over his face, and the assistant almost shed two lines of tears: "Brother Wen, am I still alive——"
Walking to the elevator, Fu Wenzhi took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and pressed it twice, but there was no response.
He gave a 'tsk' sound, and put it back in his pocket: "The battery is out, check your phone, has the manager contacted you?"
As soon as the voice fell, the assistant's cell phone rang in his pocket, and when he took it out, he saw the word "broker" jumping on the screen of the phone.
The assistant looked at Fu Wenzhi
Fu Wenzhi raised his eyebrows: "Go."
The assistant then swiped down to answer the call, and he could hear the roar from the other side on the receiver without getting close to his ear
"Did you die outside? What time is it when you go out at five o'clock? Are you going back to your country? Putting on the airs of the movie king and putting it on the airline, right? Everyone waits for you alone, right? I'm not either Say you don’t have that ability, it’s because you have that ability, but don’t you know how many black fans outside are staring at you every day? Just wait for you to make a mistake and then give you a big hat! You still don’t think it’s enough to blackmail you online How much? Best Actor Fu, can you have a sense of time..."
The voice in the earpiece stopped abruptly
The assistant was taken aback, because Fu Wenzhi snatched his mobile phone and hung up the phone in a flash.
The assistant looked at Fu Wenzhi stupidly: "Brother Fu...you are..."
Fu Wenzhi plucked his ears: "This manager is getting older and talks more and more. I don't want to hear it."
The assistant was dumbfounded: "But... this is my mobile phone"
Fu Wenzhi had an innocent face: "Oh, I forgot, you can just say I did it later."
"……Oh"
The assistant looked erratic, as if he had seen heaven.
The VIP elevator door opened in front of the two of them with a 'ding—'.
The two entered the elevator and pressed the button for the 27th floor.
In the hotel room, sitting on the sofa was a woman with maroon curly hair, wearing exquisite makeup, red lips and electric eyes, with a very hot body, and her age could not be seen.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, her eyes shot towards the door like a knife: "Zhou Lin, it's not bad, you dare to hang up on me now? You're getting fatter."
Zhou Lin was so frightened that he almost died on the spot, shivering, not knowing whether it was cold or frightened.
"I didn't hang up the phone... Sister Xin"
Fu Wenzhi took off his coat, glasses and mask, hung them on the coat rack, looked up
Ji Xinran's sarcasm squeezed into his throat was successfully degaussed under the impact of this face that he had seen for so many years but was still not immune to it.
Fu Wenzhi said leisurely: "I hung up the call, have you packed your luggage? What time is the plane?"
Ji Xinran said angrily: "Nine o'clock! Only your luggage is missing. You have so many problems, you don't want people to touch them, and you don't want people to see them. I didn't dare to clean them up."
Fu Wenzhi nodded, and looked at the assistant: "Zhou Lin, go clean it up."
After speaking, I yawned, went to the sofa and sat down to watch TV
Ji Xinran sat uncomfortably to one side
Fu Wenzhi looked at her: "Manager Ji, you are only in your 20s, do you know what you look like now?"
Ji Xinran didn't dare to look into his eyes, his eyes drifted away: "...what does it look like?"
Fu Wenzhi: "The menopause is early."
Ji Xinran raised her hand and threw a pillow over: "Asshole! You should call me cousin!"
Fu Wenzhi smiled, raised his hand to catch the firm and soft pillow, and turned his gaze to the TV screen in front of him.
It turned out to be a financial channel, and on the screen was an old man in a suit and leather shoes, with white hair but burning eyes, and he had the aura of being in a high position all year round.
Securely guarded by a group of black-clothed bodyguards
The reporters on both sides were in a state of confusion. They followed in a hurry. Some even put their hands on the bodyguard's shoulders and passed the microphone: "Mr. Gu, I heard that your group intends to return to China for development. Is it true?"
"Mr. Gu, can you answer me?"
Fu Wenzhi raised his eyebrows, is it Gu again?In just a few hours, this was already the second person surnamed Gu he saw
Thinking of the face he saw in the cemetery in the morning, Fu Wenzhi rubbed his fingers on the pillow unconsciously: "Who is this old man? Why have I never seen it before?"
Ji Xinran watched the TV, and responded, "The current helm of the Kai Duolun Gu family, Gu Renxun."
Fu Wenzhi raised his eyebrows: "Who is this? I've never heard of it."
Ji Xinran looked solemn: "Of course you haven't heard of it, but your father must know that if the Gu family returns to China to develop, it will not be good news for the Fu family."
Fu Wenzhi remained silent
While packing up his things, Zhou Lin couldn't hold back his gossip, "Brother Fu and I..."
"Cough, cough, cough..." Fu Wenzhi clenched his fist to his lips, and gave him a warning look from the corner of his eye.
Sure enough, Ji Xinran was distracted by the sound of his coughing, "What's wrong with you? Have a cold?"
Fu Wenzhi looked away guiltily, "Probably."
Ji Xinran stood up and said unhappily, "I think you deserve it! I'm going to the supermarket early in the morning to buy some snacks! Is it crazy because of the heavy snow? I'll get the medicine for me, wait!"
After that, he stepped on his high heels and went back to his own room next door
Zhou Lin covered his mouth: "Brother Fu, why can't you say it? Today that person is clearly from the Gu family..."
Fu Wenzhi crossed his legs, and said coolly: "What happened this morning is rotten in your stomach, don't ask too much."
For some reason, he didn't want to let others know about that person just now.
Zhou Lin said honestly, "Oh."
Not long after, Ji Xinran came over with a cup, walked up to Fu Wenzhi, and handed it to him "here"
She was wearing a black hip-length sweater, a punk jacket over it, and black high boots, revealing a section of snow-white thigh.
The sofa Fu Wenzhi was sitting on was not high, and the angle between the two of them was a bit subtle.
"Yeah, it's still hot, let's put it away and drink it later."
Fu Wen subconsciously sat a little further away
Ji Xinran didn't notice it, and the corner of her mouth twitched: "I don't feel it's hot when I hold it in my hand, it can burn you to death, right?"
The corners of Fu Wenzhi's lips curled slightly, and he raised his head to look into Ji Xinran's eyes: "Ms. Ji, please do some good deeds, what I said this morning"
Ji Xinran snapped the cup by his elbow: "Forget about dying of illness."
The author has something to say: I have opened a new book~ Do you have any old acquaintances from the previous book? Let me see your hands~ If not, I will ask 2333 for the next book
The world is empty, and the characters have no prototypes
At the same time, I also appeal to one sentence: Please chase stars rationally, learn to love yourself before loving others, you are the most precious treasure in this world.
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Copywriter:
He Youshu, one of the top ten young people at the city level, has friends all over the world, helps the old lady cross the road, does public welfare activities, helps others, and spends money.
There are so many suitors that they can walk around his community, which can be called a walking model of teenagers.
Suddenly one day inexplicably transmigrated into a dog-blooded slam novel, and from then on began the days of struggling to save his life by the tyrant's side.
Others have prophets as golden fingers when they wear books, but when it comes to him...
【Welcome to the book world where strength is useless and appearance is the most important thing—the original slam novel "The Tyrant's Heart"】
"You also know that you're stupid? No matter how long or tall your prefix is, the essence of this special meow is still a danmei novel!"
Cheating!
??and...
"The tyrant's favorite? I haven't read this book at all!"
Cheating!
The protagonist, Xiao Yu, is fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged, but unfortunately he is a man.
Cheating!
This dog emperor will kill people if he disagrees with him. After killing people, hang them on the city tower and expose them to the sun for three days. Not only is he a tyrant, but he is also a fool. My life is over.
?? System: [Warning Warning!Host, according to the timeline of the original plot, the original Xiaoshou will appear soon, if the original plot develops according to the plot, the host as the foreign soul will disappear. 】
He Youshu: "What do you mean by disappearing?"
System: [It means that the host will disappear from the two worlds and cease to exist. 】
He Youshu "..." turned his face.jpg
Emperor Xiao: "Why is he so inseparable from the widow?"
Confidant: "According to my subordinates, my emperor's dragon and phoenix are so beautiful in the world, Mr. He may be in admiration..."
Emperor Xiao suddenly frowned like a cat whose tail was stepped on
"How dare he covet the widow? How dare he? How is he worthy!"
……
He Youshu was dressed in a wedding dress and hijab, was tied up and thrown on the dragon bed, with a three-month ball in his belly, tears streaming down his face
This riding horse is still Jataka!
Cheating!
He stared at the peerless beauty who was overturned before him, and cursed angrily: Emperor dog, I believe in your evil!
One-sentence introduction: Emperor Lao Gong wants my head to fall every day
Good-tempered on the outside, complaining on the inside, the emperor is attacked by X (pseudo) cunning and arrogant beauty
Reading guide: The work of practicing pens, Wannian 1V1, all the world is superficial and privately set, don't pay attention to no logic, and don't need to notify when you abandon the article.
Demining: Beauty Gong, his personality is slightly distorted due to his experience, please don't use the standard of normal people to ask him, no matter in appearance or personality, if you step on thunder, please stay away.
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