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Fu Zhenjun gave his phone number, Chen Lan saved it...Yang Chengjun saved it, and even the Japanese Watanabe.

"..." He was speechless.

From then on, Hesheng was in a state of excitement all the time, and his whole spirit was completely opposite to when he first came.This feeling was as if he was going to marry Zheng Yuwei tomorrow.

In fact, you can imagine, if you follow the deletion plan he mentioned earlier, who will be left by then.If Chen Lan sets the height standard at 1.8 meters, then Hoshine has no choice but to cheat.Unless he doesn't mind mixing a short leg with a group of tall people.

Hop Shing wants to discuss with Chen Lan about a special event that the company will hold.But Chen Lan looked depressed and tired, and didn't seem to want to talk more.Finally, Fu Zhenjun got up and left first.

"Sorry...I have an appointment with the landlord to talk about something, so I'm leaving first."

Chen Lan was surprised: "Landlord?" From what she saw, if it was Fu Zhenjun's relative, how could he not have his own house.Because she knew Fu Zhenjun well, he was the patriarch of the family, and the relatives on both sides would ask him for money even if there was a headache.But Biao Zhenjun gave it back, and he just raised them and spoiled them.

He Sheng also hurriedly stood up and said, "We came together, I will take you back."

After the two left, Hesheng said happily: "It seems that half of the work is done. As long as the work is done, I will take care of you."

Fu Zhenjun laughed: "You really want to marry Zheng Yuwei so much? You know, there will be many competitors!" You know, if the opponent is Ying Hao, he will go underground in seconds just based on his appearance.Ying Hao still has money, not only rich, he also knows art.

It is said that art has no boundaries, and painting and piano art all show beauty.I heard that Ying Hao can not only play the piano, but also the violin and some oil painting skills.As Zheng Boyuan's son-in-law, Ying Haoruo's only shortcoming is that he doesn't know finances.But who knows, maybe Ying Hao doesn't know how to do business, but just doesn't have a chance.

He looked at Hesheng: "What talent do you have? Or what art do you know?"

He Sheng: "..." He thought for a while, "Does playing table tennis count...it seems like a sport." After a while, he said again: "I learned painting and calligraphy when I was young."

"How small is it?"

"Five or six years old? Seven years old?" Even the age is forgotten, what else can you remember?

Fu Zhenjun was speechless: "If you want to get an invitation, you must at least inquire about Zheng Yuwei first. You know, a tiger father has no dog daughter. In the field of art investment, she is actually doing very well. I don't know about this art exhibition. It’s unknown if it’s a gimmick for a blind date, or it has other meanings.”

He Sheng said with a surprised expression: "You seem to know a lot, but you are not very old—"

"Experience this kind of thing, sometimes it has nothing to do with age." Some people live their whole lives, but their knowledge is still very shallow.

"Are you a returnee?"

Fu Zhenjun thought of the academic certificate he forged, nodded: "Yes, that's right."

He Sheng thought about Fu Zhenjun's fluent English, and he probably came back from abroad.Such a bold and fearless style of acting is not comparable to those college students who have just left school in China.

He sent Fu Zhenjun back to the entrance of the rented community, "Next time I contact Sister Lan, I will tell you in advance, remember to turn it on, and don't forget to call."

When Fu Zhenjun got out of the car, he felt that he should take out the SIM card and throw it into the sewer.Then buy a plane ticket, travel far and wide, change cities, and start all over again.If you don't want to meet people from the past, you can no longer get in touch with the relevant investment industry.In fact, the best way is to go back to Li Xunze's hometown, with his parents, and find a job in peace and tranquility.

He sighed and took the elevator back to the apartment.Before he could take off his coat, someone knocked on the door.When I opened it, it was the landlady standing outside the door with a bowl of something smiling.

"Jingfu, have you eaten yet?"

"..." It's already nine o'clock, okay, "I've already eaten."

She didn't wait for Fu Zhenjun to greet, and walked in with a bowl: "You rent such a big house by yourself, and you have a small kitchen, and I haven't seen you start a business, what a waste, why don't you add some money and come to my place for lunch .I specially reserved a bowl of braised pork for you today. This is my specialty dish with an exclusive secret recipe."

"...I don't like narrow places," Fu Zhenjun said implicitly: "I have a girlfriend, we eat together. Such a big bowl, thank you, but I don't like to eat greasy things—" I don't know that Li Xunze is on a diet as an artist I'm used to it, or something, he only prefers vegetarian food now.

"Oh, why didn't you see her here?"

"Ah? Who?"

"Your girlfriend!" The landlady patrolled the small living room like a hound, trying to find any clues.

Fu Zhenjun thought: This is to force him to change the house?

"We don't live together...Auntie...what else do you want?"

The landlady said: "Hey, it's all right. I put the dishes on the table, remember to eat."

"thanks……"

After the landlord left, he looked at the bowl of braised pork, which was still steaming, and ate a piece of it with disposable chopsticks left over from fast food.Fresh and juicy, fat but not greasy, very delicious.

In fact, since he became Li Xunze, this was the first time someone cared about him so much. Instead, he hated a person who tried his best to show affection and cared about him.He suddenly thought of Ying Hao, and suddenly burst out laughing.

This is how people in the world are, if you show favors, others will be less interested... So why bother?

In fact, a person can have many choices, as long as he does not go to death on one road, all roads lead to Rome.You feel that you have met someone you really like, but in fact, maybe this person is not your true love at all. The world is so big, this is a problem of probability.

Fu Zhenjun went back to his room, changed a piece of clothes, and left the apartment with brisk steps.

Outside the window, there is a brightly lit city, and the neon lights almost reach the sky, making this early spring night not so cold.

There are a group of people in this world who are reported to go to dark parks, public men's toilets or even public bathrooms to find a one-night stand.So dangerous, so helpless, and so dirty.

Yes, Fu Zhenjun felt very dirty.

He once envisioned his best other half, first of all, it must be very sexy, and then, this person must not hide in the shadows, he looks forward to holding hands with the one he loves and bathing in the sun.Because he's had enough of the shadows, he's had enough of hiding.

Where is he going now?Of course it's a nightclub.

That's where he's never been.Yes, he has never been there once. People in their 40s, even passing by the nightclub entrance, can't help but take a look at it. Others say that this old thing is really old-hearted.Yes, he felt out of place.

But now that these worries are gone, he should start a new life and experience all the things that he has never tried or dared not try before.