Reborn uncle and nephew relationship

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Fu Xin frowned and thought for a while. "I was originally here for the loan. Naturally, I brought gifts. There should be a lot of foreign wine and some cigars, but I have already given them away before. It is really difficult to get eight not too thin." Now he suddenly misses his third uncle, He habitually tugged at the sleeve that was pillowed by him, "I met an old mage before I went out, and I took a few things, but I don't know if it's okay or not, after all, those prices are not high. , I just look at the beauty and play with it."

The most important point is that Fu Xin himself does not look at the good or the bad.

I only know that it is a good material, with a light pink halo inside, the color is not bad, and the carving is not bad, but how to say the grade, which grade it is, is not quite clear.

"I know better, let's go to the hotel with you later." Su Xun took the lead.

Fu Xin raised his eyebrows. At first he thought that Liao Liao and Bai Yuxin were close to him, they were friends, and the others were just here to join in the fun.

Now it seems that it is somewhat interesting.

Fu Xin relaxed and continued to look for the cup, holding the milk tea, "Then I will trouble you." He yawned, "What's so interesting about you?"

"This should be good," An Jiahe picked up the phone, "What type do you have?"

The corner of Fu Xin's mouth twitched, and he answered bluntly: "My third uncle won't let me drink alcohol, and he doesn't dislike me drinking milk tea."

Everyone laughed loudly: "I'm afraid it's only your third uncle."

Fu Xin shrugged indifferently, but he didn't care at all.

The feeling of hangover was not good, Fu Xin leaned on the sofa, pillowed on Bai Yuxin's lap, and glanced at the young masters and young ladies who came in one after another. It was not only the mother, but also the boss who took the lead.

Neither of the two grades is particularly old. They are well-supported in their 30s, and their manners are not vulgar.

Obviously know that the people in this room are all big customers, and the ones they pick are all good ones, but this group of people are obviously regular customers.

There is a fixed goal, and when Fu Xin comes back to his senses, Bai Yuxin has already gone to the side to chat with a woman in a white dress and long hair who looks like Xiaojiabiyu, while An Jiahe has hooked up with a man who looks similar to him.

Even Liao would hurt some people, but, could it be that Xiaozheng likes Miss Yu too much, this one with big breasts and thin waist, puts his whole head on the pillow, and happily eats the food fed by others, but he doesn't see two lumps buried?

The boss is a foresighted man, seeing Fu Xin only looking at other people, but he has no intention of making a move. It must be that this kind of place is rare.

So he personally stepped forward and asked, "What type do you like, sir?"

Bai Maqian put his arms around a normal... and said mockingly: "He, don't force him to drink, just drink milk tea with him."

The boss glanced at the uncoordinated large pot of milk tea on the table, and remembered that when Bai Yuxin came, he asked for it...

Fu Xin smiled: "One more sentence, be smart."

"Then..." The boss wants to ask, do you want a girl or a boy?

But the other party had already waved his hand, "You can do anything else, I'm not picky."

Well, it’s already at this point, you don’t drink when you come to the bar, just drink milk tea, and your companions also drink milk tea, isn’t it picky?

"Jin Xuan, please treat him well. This is Fu Xin, the president of Xinlin Group, which has just been listed recently."

Zhang Xun put his arms around a certain lady and said lightly.

The other party immediately changed from casual to surprised, and then humbly arched his body, "It turns out that it is Fu Shao, who has been admiring him for a long time."

Fu Xin waved his hand indifferently, "Come on, what have you been waiting for for a long time, don't lie. Go, find someone for me."

"It's not bad that we have Lothar, you see..." asked subconsciously.

Fu Xin didn't object, and also saw the trick, grinning: "I've never been shy, and men and women can take it all, let him come."

Yes, this made some of you subconsciously raise your eyebrows.

After the people left, Lin Xiao couldn't help it, and walked up with a wine glass, "I can't tell, you're pretty, ha."

"When I was in Hong Kong, I played more than this." Fu Xin rolled his eyes at them, "You know, at that time, no one was optimistic about me, a prodigal son."

"Okay, okay, who doesn't know that your prodigal son has turned back." Lin Xiao was bored by the words, patted his leg, and continued to quarrel with the young master he was looking for just now.

Fu Xin squinted his eyes and lay down on the sofa to take a nap. He didn't know how long he would have to cooperate with this group of people tonight. Now he can rest for a while.

But before he could breathe for a long time, the sofa beside him collapsed a bit.

Fu Xin opened his eyes, he was a beautiful boy.

"Young Master Fu." The other party approached him respectfully and warmly, presumably thinking about what kind of master this is today.

"En." Fu Xin took the milk tea brought by the other party, and took a warm sip, "Lothar."

"Hmm." She smiled sweetly, indescribably cute.

Fu Xin couldn't help but glanced at Liao, that kid had already buried his whole head in someone's chest, and he was still burrowing into it.

This provoked the sister Yu to giggle wildly, and even patted his head.

In fact, the boy came to find milk to drink.

"It's been rumored that Young Master Fu is a bit powerful, but when I saw him today, he really is extraordinary." Lothar was sweet-mouthed, and when he spoke respectfully, he felt comfortable.

Fu Xin smiled and didn't say anything, just drinking his milk tea.

Lothar knew in his heart that this master was a bit cold and a little different from those he had received in the past. Generally speaking, keeping a distance is either because he is so lofty, or because he is a stranger who has never played before.

Apparently this one in front of him played too much and was a little disdainful.

"Young Master Fu, I heard that you just bought a few houses in Hong Kong and then came to Shanghai to make a living? Can you tell me about it?" He moved closer.

Fu Xin glanced at him, knowing that he was looking for something to talk about, so he just chatted with him casually for a while, there's no need to make him look bad.

About starting a business, I thought there was not much to say, but when I really wanted to talk about it, it was really interesting.

Su Xun, who was the closest to him, also pricked up his ears and listened.

Fu Xin said his mouth was dry, took a sip of milk tea, and said, "Listen to me all the time, what's the point?" Seeing that Lothar, who was with me today, was only in his teens, no matter how you looked at it, he was at the age when he should be studying. Keep asking: "How do you know how to do this?"

Lothar narrowed his eyes cutely, and tilted his head to answer: "I can make up a touching and miserable story for Young Master Fu, do you want to hear it?"

Fu Xin sneered: "It's the real version."

Lothar blinked his eyes, thought for a while, and said, "In the beginning, my mother was seriously ill and needed money. Later, it was easier to be extravagant, but harder to be simple."

If it was realistic, Fu Xin smiled, knowing that it was the truth.

Rubbing Lothar's head, "Then you plan to do this for the rest of your life, what will you do when you get old and look bad?"

Lothar was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that a guest would tell him this. Generally speaking, everyone just played around. After people left, who cares who lives or dies.

But this person in front of me...

He had really been a prodigal son.

Lothar turned his head and thought for a while, "It's really impossible for me to study, but I want to make more money. I will also open a bar in the future and be my own boss and do it myself."

Fu Xin took a sip of the milk tea, and indeed felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, but the wine... Just thinking about yesterday's scene made her stomach ache: "It's fine, I have ambitions." Smiling, "Good job, then I will be the first A crowd pleaser."

"Thank you for your good words." Lothar smiled and said, "Young Master Fu, give me something on your body."

Fu Xin paused for a moment with the hand that picked up the cup, but didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and asked instead, "What do you want?"

"What do you have on you? Do you give me anything?" Lothar didn't mind the look of the other party at all. Instead, his big eyes were begging with a smile, and he stretched out his little paws as he spoke.

Fu Xin looked at it for a while, thought for a while, raised his hand and pulled the second button from his shirt, and stuffed it into his hand.

Lothar was taken aback, looked at the button, and murmured back: "Why did Young Master Fu give me this?"

"Disappointed?" He smiled and said, "How old are you this year? Sixteen or seventeen?"

"Yeah." With palms together, he squeezed the button and still lowered his head without saying a word.

"You definitely make a lot of money here, and you are definitely not the one who is blind to money." Fu Xin gave him and poured himself a glass, "Children of this age, more or less, have some points... "

Fu Xin hadn't finished speaking, but when he turned around, he saw the boy crying and holding the button.

The box was still quiet, and Lothar's crying naturally attracted the attention of others.

Zhang Xun approached, came over with a wine glass, smiled, and said with a hint of drunkenness: "Young Master Fu, ah, you are not the one who pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, why did you make people cry when you came up?"

Fu Xin knew that this group of people would not pay attention to them even if they killed someone.

It's just that I'm going to joke about it now.

Looking at the crying Lothar in front of him, Fu Xin shook his head helplessly and rubbed his head, "When he asked you for something, what did you give?"

"I, watch." Huang Jinxuan shrugged, "That thing is French."

Fu Xin looked at Zhang Xun and shrugged, "The bracelet is platinum."

Hmph, it really is the rich owner.

Just about to open his mouth, Liao Liao yawned and said, "Give me the money directly."

This made Fu Xin's eyes widen. These two little guys can play together, what can they do?Is it just two little pets flopping around?

"What did you give?" Bai Yuxin raised her jaw.

"Ah." Fu Xin took a sip of milk tea, "It's just a button."

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, An Jiahe smiled and shook his head, "Young Master Fu is indeed Young Master Fu, unexpectedly a small button can make this red card cry."

Fu Xin didn't respond, and threw a quick handkerchief back to Lothar, "Stop crying, I haven't seen anyone laughing at me anymore."