The actor only wants salted fish

?? "Nobody..."

??Jin Shengchi knew that Zhou Jiarong had strict rules and regulations. Although he said that Zhu Yu was angry, he was still guilty when he heard it: "Brother Zhou, Zhou Ming must be very happy that you can come here. Let's go in." .”

"Yeah." Zhou Jiarong responded lightly.

??Jin Shengchi's nerves relaxed, and seeing Zhou Jiarong looking back, his profile was as snowy, and he was shocked: "Xiaochi,"

??"Um?"

?? "I heard from Jin Chuan that you practice calligraphy well."

??Jin Shengchi: "...", I have a bad feeling, Brother Zhou never talks nonsense, his elder brother said it.

?? "I don't know if there is any progress recently, show it to me tomorrow, and I will let Yu Sheng get it." Zhou Jiarong seemed like an elder who cared about his children: "It doesn't need too many, just ten."

??Looking at the servant again: "The visitor is a guest, so don't wait too long."

?? Jin Shengchi's eyes darkened: Bring out his elder brother Jin Chuan... Sure enough, he heard it.

??Ten big characters, I haven't said when I want it tomorrow, I have to go back to write after the business here at night, and I have to write well, and I probably have to spend all night... Otherwise, my brother will break his leg if he finds out about it.

??Just said: "Thank you Brother Zhou for your concern, I will definitely write well."

?? When the stern and stern figure entered, Jin Shengchi couldn't help but let out a breath.

??The servant glanced at him, annoyed: "What are you looking at! The visitor is a guest, if he wants to return, please come in... Tell me secretly."

?? Maid: "Wish you more?"

??Jin Shengchi: "Congratulations, Yu!"

?? Entering the hall, the noise came.

?? The little expectation dissipated like smoke because of Jin Shengchi's words, and the child didn't come.

?? Zhou Jiarong dealt with the guests who surrounded him, and went to Mr. Zhou.

?? Mr. Zhou is sitting on the top seat, happily watching his beloved grandson Zhongxing Gongyue greet all kinds of blessings.

??Seeing the appearance of the second son, the smile on his face faded a bit.

?? Zhou Jiarong: "Father."

?? "You know you're coming back, are you done with the outside work?" Mr. Zhou asked.

?? Heart is not very happy, because of the young son's face that is always lukewarm, with no ups and downs of emphasis, like a debt collector, or holding a grudge, his mind is smaller than the tip of a needle, like his mother.

?? "No, there is a document in the study that needs to be taken away." Zhou Jiarong said.

??He went upstairs after Mr. Zhou waved his hand, and he didn't care about the big cake that had been rolled out from the side of the hall. His presence would not add much joy, but instead, it would be pressure and fear, leaving more unintentional.

??Walk to the middle of the stairs, followed by hurried footsteps.

?? Zhou Ming was surprised and pleasantly surprised: "Uncle, you are here! Cut the cake and stay here, okay?"

?? I don’t know whether it’s an acquired imitation or an innate one. His personality has always been indifferent, but at this moment he tries to bring the greatest joy, trying to pull the person who is as deep as a mountain, but also as lonely as a lonely peak, into the bustle behind him. .

?? Zhou Jiarong turned around and went down two steps: "At 08:30, I have something to discuss, I can't be with you, happy birthday, go."

??He raised his hand and pressed his nephew's shoulder, then went upstairs.

?? Zhou Ming went downstairs disappointed.

?? He knew that the house was full of guests, so he didn't show much displeasure on his face.

??I only saw my father's disgruntled face and my grandfather's unhappy eyes. Even though these two people treated him like jewels like jewels, my heart was still full of resentment.

??Uncle, he...it's not fair...

?? Zhou Jiarong went back to his room.

??The door is closed, and all the hustle and bustle are isolated.

??What happened downstairs didn't make him have any emotional fluctuations. The resentment, resentment, and resistance have all passed away, and the rest is just indifference.

?? He went to the small study, took a document at random, but did not leave immediately.

?? There are cigarettes and fire in the drawer, light one, and dial the phone after smoking.

??Looking at the words "Zhu Yu" jumping on the screen of the mobile phone, the creases unconsciously wrinkled between the brows gradually disappeared without a trace.

"Hello? Uncle Zhou." Zhu Yu answered the phone in Fan Youduan's bedroom.

??This is a very small room. The bedroom is too small to fit the bed. The sleeping place is a tatami mat. It is connected to the cabinet and the desk. It is difficult for two more people to turn around. With potted green plants, very warm.

??He likes to observe other people's living environment, probably because it was too late when he had his own independent room. Even though there are many houses later, he still longs for it, and then he can't help but look, compare, and envy.

?? "Well, what are you doing?"

"Something happened at my classmate's house." Zhu Yu wanted to say it was his birthday, but Zhou Ming was the nephew of Mr. Zhou. Mr. Zhou helped him a lot, but he went to someone else's birthday by himself, so he didn't feel sorry for Zhou Ming, but I was a little embarrassed to tell Mr. Zhou.

?? The other end was silent, Zhu Yu guessed that Mr. Zhou couldn't fall asleep again.

??According to the setting of the original book, it seems that the face-to-face contact between two people can solve each other's troubles. He made an excuse: "Uncle Zhou, I'm not very good at study..."

?? Zhou Jiarong: "Huh?"

??Zhu Yu mouthed to Fan Youduan who came to eat cake with him, and then said: "Can you help me with a few questions, I'm sorry to ask my classmates."

??Zhou Jiarong: "...Okay, I can do it tonight."

?? He didn't expose the disadvantaged situation of the young man. He could guess that maybe he was isolated by his classmates. For that child from the Jin family, ten copybooks are still too few.

?? Zhu Yu: ... Tonight?

?? After calculating the time when Zhou Ming's birthday ends, he and Zhou Jiarong made an appointment at 09:30 in the evening.

?? When leaving Fan Youduan's house, Zhu Yu was sent downstairs by Fan Youduan.

?? If it wasn't for his resolute refusal, both Mother Fan and Father Fan would have followed him, and he was really ashamed of being treated enthusiastically like a distinguished guest.

??Fan Youduan still couldn't help it: "Zhu Yu, I like the gift very much. It's expensive...I..."

??He was not clumsy at first, but after going to Chengde, he was contemptuously condescended by many atmospheres and eyes, as if everything he did was dust and wrong, and he gradually became less talkative. .

?? But today I really can't bear it.

??Maybe Zhu Yu will dislike him for being fussy, but those shoes are so expensive... He just listened to his classmates talking enviously and whispered to Zhu Yu, but Zhu Yu remembered it.

??Zhu Yu smiled: "Of course, it's super expensive. Remember, you'll have money after working... Let's see what I want when I see it. Don't be stingy."

?? He knows the embarrassment of having no money, and he also knows how to alleviate it. He is not ambiguous, and has no sympathy or pity.

?? The expression is very simple, I value you, so the gift is worth it, let you know, and hope you value me, it's as simple as that.

??Fan Youduan nodded heavily: "Definitely!"

??He is not a nerd. He has known about the most popular occupations and salary levels. He can afford those shoes after work, and more expensive ones are fine, as long as Zhu Yu wants them.

??Zhu Yu waved his hand and urged him: "Little birthday boy, come back! See you tomorrow."

?? When Fan Youduan came home, Fan’s mother was holding the shoe box and didn’t know what to do: “Duanduan, the shoe mother heard Xiao Kai said that it is very expensive, so let’s return it when you have a chance. If you go out, your parents will be worried."

??Xiao Kai is a friend of Fan Youduan's previous school. He also came at night. After seeing Zhu Yu take out the shoes from his schoolbag, he never stopped marveling. Later, he had something to do at home and left first.

?? Fan Youduan smiled: "Mom, I like it very much. Besides, the size is different, and my classmates won't be able to wear it when I send it back. In the future, I will work hard to make money and pay him back better ones. It's good to reciprocate."

??Is that so?

??The son learns from being a good person and is also sensible. Mother Fan respects his opinion.

??Sleeping at night, chatting with Fan’s father: “I think I’ll let it go, don’t tell Duanduan, he seems very happy recently, he should be used to it... There is nothing at home, Duan Duan’s grandma came from the countryside The dried potatoes sent over haven’t been touched yet, I grow them myself, I don’t know if Xiao Yu’s child will dislike them..."

??Fan's father is also in a good mood, because his son has such an excellent friend: "No, Xiao Yu doesn't like eating your dishes very much. Let Duan Duan ask, don't be stingy, and bring something else... "

?? Online dating. In the car, Zhu Yu stroked his stomach contentedly.

??After eating barbecue with Wei Lianqiu, he was full again.

??It sounds a little hypocritical, but the atmosphere of Fan Youduan's home is really good, it's the taste of home.

??In his previous life, he only experienced it when he was taken home by the dean's mother, but at that time there were many children, and he was known as the sensible one. He didn't get much care, and he had to take care of the younger children .

??Back to Zhu's house, Zhu Yu asked the taxi driver to wait for a while.

?? He stuffed the books he needed for school into his schoolbag.

?? Downstairs, everything is quiet and empty.

??Mama Liu seems to have asked for leave. The cheap father and his family went to the Zhou family to attend a banquet. No one cares about him, just right.

??Online appointment. The driver of the car lowered the window and looked out.

?? There are still places like this in Beijing. If it weren't for that little classmate who showed the way and brushed his face, he wouldn't even be able to get in.

??Really insightful.

?? After Zhu Yu got into the car, the driver looked at the pretty face of a TV star from the rearview mirror: "Student, you have to go out so late, aren't your parents worried?"

?? He has to finish work at ten o'clock in the evening. His daughter is waiting at home. He is a high school student, and he has to serve him a bowl of noodles while he is reviewing his homework. They are all children of such an age, so I can't help but care a little bit more.

??Zhu Yu put his schoolbag aside: "...don't worry, uncle is waiting for me."

??The driver understood: "That's good, that's good."

?? The two people who met by chance are considered familiar.

?? Along the way, the driver opened up the conversation box, chatting about daily work, talking about attracting customers after get off work, and talking about the mid-term exam. His daughter said that his grades would be stable in the top ten of his age, and he also talked about the clothes his wife bought for him...

?? The topic was a bit in-depth, but Zhu Yu was not surprised.

??He seems to be very attractive by nature. There are quite a lot of people who confide in him in his previous life. Before he became famous, he worked part-time or went to a restaurant to eat. After a long time, people recognize him and have to chat.

??Zhu Yu occasionally responds, but listens carefully most of the time.

??He doesn't talk much, but he is actually very interested.

??Waiting for the traffic lights at the crossroads, I glanced out, my eyes were scattered unconsciously, I couldn't help but pause: "Wei Lianqiu?"

??Afraid of misreading, he lowered the window.

?? The driver also looked at it: "Yo...you're talking again, classmate, don't come to this place, the people who go to the bar are rich idlers, rich people have more eyes..."

?? Shut up all of a sudden.

??Remember, the classmate in the back seat lives in a villa and is also rich.

?? Zhu Yu didn't care what the driver said, wishing he could fly out of the window.

??Just said: "Master, stop at the traffic lights."

?? "Not anywhere yet."

?? "Here, go and park!"

"Okay, okay, no problem!" The driver hurriedly said, and then peeped at the boy's expression from the rearview mirror. It was scary how the cool and obedient kid turned so cold and imposing.

??The car hadn't come to a complete stop yet, but Zhu Yu had already pushed the car door down.

??Heart to the throat, hit the head... smashing people is a big deal, Wei Lianqiu's hand strength...

??At the last second, he ran over and grabbed the hand of the boy who was holding the wine bottle, and then kicked the fat man opposite the boy out.

??25 minutes later, the coffee shop,

??At exactly 09:30, Zhou Jiarong called Zhu Yu.

?? Twice, no one answered.

?? He seldom comes to coffee shops. He usually meets people to discuss things in quiet clubs, but it is not appropriate to bring minors to that place.

??In his house, it seems not appropriate.

??Is something delayed, or...the public security in Beijing is not bad, it is probably inconvenient to come out.

?? Zhou Jiarong has a strong sense of time. Generally, if he is not on time, he will be out of the game.

??But this is not about business. He doesn't know how to define Zhu Yu's existence, but he still wants to give him a lecture and listen to the children talk about unhappy things in school.

??It is undeniable that I wish Yu Neng to improve some things, but Zhou Jiarong promised to come out, but the starting point is not this, at least not this time.

?? Ten o'clock, he got up.

??The waitress came to collect the coffee, her eyes lingered on the handsome face of the young man in front of her, and she wanted a contact information, but she couldn't say anything to the cold and noble aura of the other party.

??Suddenly, the phone rang.

??The waitress saw the man who was not close to strangers before, and the facial contour softened after answering the phone: "Where is it?"

??girlfriend?

?? It was Zhu Yu who called, and there was a policeman standing beside him.

It was the first time he was so embarrassed, he closed his eyes and said, "Uncle Zhou, I'm sorry, I'm late."

?? Zhou Jiarong didn't say "it doesn't matter". He is not such a vague person. There is a clear distinction between the good and the bad. You have to figure it out: "Why are you late?"

?? Are you still coming?

?? Zhu Yu: ... more embarrassing, at least for a person who is used to self-reliance.

?? Pause: "There was an accident on the road, Uncle Zhou, can you come..." Fish me?

?? Zhou Jiarong: "Where is it?"

?? From the other end came the lascivious voice of the young man: "Police station."