rebirth of the nasty

Chapter 9: Well-behaved brother

Hearing from Jin Muyun's mouth that the other party asked him if he would go to Jin Yujie's birthday party, Fang Zijin was a little surprised.

Because Jin Tuizhi is really good at eating, drinking, whoring and gambling.If it weren't for the fact that Jin Wenbo left Liu Mei and him with a big enough family business, it really wasn't enough for him to build. Later, even if he snatched Liu Mei's shares and so on, he didn't leave much money and waited eagerly for Jin's family every day. That bonus.

It turned out that Fang Zijin didn't get along with Jin Muyun, so he got mixed up with Jin Tuizhi. Sometimes he heard him being silly, and really thought he was deducted by Jin Muyun; Hearing what Jin Muyun said in the cemetery again, he felt that according to Jin Tuizhi's temper, Jin Muyun should have caused a lot of trouble these years.

So when Jin Muyun asked if he wanted to go with him to the birthday party hosted by such a person for his daughter, Fang Zijin once again realized that Jin Muyun had a really good temper.

But when it comes to Jin Yujie, in a sense, he and he are also in the same sympathy.

Because a dude like Jin Tuizhi won't take it easy until he dies. Even his own mother couldn't save him, so she remarried and settled abroad a few years ago.But people probably always have a nemesis. He has lingered in the flowers for many years, but he stumbled on his current wife, Du Juan.

Du Juan has a brain, otherwise how could she squeeze into Jin's family with her background of poor background and no father or mother.But she also knew that her prodigal husband could not be tied down by feelings, so she just held on to the money in his hands.As for his three wives and four concubines scattered outside and his messy dewy marriage, Du Juan just pretended not to see it.Jin Tuizhi saw that she was very interesting, so he was happy to pretend to be a respectful husband and wife with her, and he could also act as a loving father and husband who took care of the family in front of everyone.Of course, how to play outside is still the same.

Fang Zijin really couldn't understand this kind of seemingly incompatible marriage, and thought that only the person involved would know what it was like.

Just hurt the kid.

Since Jin Tuizhi separated from his family a few years ago, Fang Zijin hadn't had much contact with him since he was a child, so he really didn't care much about his family life. The only contact with his family was his cousin Jin Yujie.But this time he woke up from the dead, but he forgot what Jin Yujie looked like two years ago.I remember that before she died in her previous life, she was still a pretty and capricious little princess, and she didn't know what she was like now.

Probably because of some kind of empathy, Fang Zijin's attention to her was like spying on her back then.So when I heard about Jin Yujie's tenth birthday party, even if Jin Muyun didn't come to ask, I still wanted to go.

After seeing off Jin Muyun and Zhang Mengyang, Fang Zijin went back to the translation hell.

Fang Zijin was still at a loss when he first started translating documents, but after being corrected by the system so many times, he finally found a touch. In addition, the first few documents were not as literary as they were at the beginning, and most of them were everyday expressions, so After a week, there was only one folder left in the folder that was half the height of his head.

Considering that he would attend Jin Yujie's birthday party in the evening, Fang Zijin finally stuffed the document into his backpack.The frontier still thought bitterly: After finishing this ticket, he doesn't want to do it anymore. He works overtime at work and overtime after work. It's so fucking hard to go to work.

It's a pity that these inner thoughts are only at the stage of thinking. If they are posted on the Internet casually, they will inevitably resonate with several office workers, and the popularity value will probably increase by several.

Obviously, Fang Zijin at this time does not have any potential to become an Internet celebrity.Not even that sharp.

Of course, he didn't dare to leave early.The system told him that being late for work and leaving early was not in line with the main theme of a positive life. Even if he wanted to get off work early and get a haircut, he had to ask his immediate superior and also the big boss, Jin Muyun, for leave.Fang Zijin thought of this and sighed, but obediently went to the president's office with his backpack on his back.

"Knock knock."

"Please come in." Jin Muyun glanced at his watch, it was already three o'clock, and it was probably another document, so he didn't raise his head.

"Brother, I'll ask you for a leave."

"Huh?" Jin Muyun raised his head when he heard the sound, and couldn't help being surprised: Fang Zijin came to his office for the first time after working for a week, and it was really a rare visitor.

Fang Zijin stretched out his hand to rake his hair, and suddenly pouting his mouth like a convulsion, he blew air on his forehead, blowing the bunch of stupid hair in the middle to the sides: "I'm going to do my hair, and I'm going to my second uncle's house tonight."

Jin Muyun has lived for so many years, except for that time when he accidentally saw Fang Zijin doing exercises, this is the first time he saw someone take the initiative to make a fool of him face to face, he couldn't help being stunned, and then reacted and replied: "Oh, okay, you go."

But Fang Zijin got the promise but left, and it was rare to twist the corner of his clothes coyly: "Then what, brother, I have no money in my card..."

Before putting it aside, Jin Muyun probably took out his mobile phone to transfer money to him, but he thought of a thought a few days ago, so he reached out to open the desk drawer, took out his secondary card from his wallet, and handed it to him. Fang Zijin: "Let's dye your hair black, it looks so good." Just treat it as selfishness.

Fang Zijin felt a little baffled by his exhortation, but it was the uncle who gave the money, and it happened that he hadn't dyed his hair black for a long time, so it didn't hurt to change it.

Fang Zijin doesn’t remember which store he did in his previous life. After all, he doesn’t pay much attention to appearance, and he lacks appreciation in this area. He firmly believes that with his appearance, others will never say he is ugly, so I really don't have a fixed store, let alone Mr. Tony Heny.

Thinking of this, he simply called out the system. This guy has been hiding somewhere recently, and it is said that he is studying.

"System, what hairstyle do you think I look good on?"

The system indicated that he could not make such a judgment according to his current level, so he had to find some photos of black-haired male stars from 2000 to 2100 from his database according to the "black hair" requested by Fang Zijin.

Fang Zijin just couldn't see the twenty photos and his head was about to explode: "Okay, okay, don't let me let it go, just let it be!"

In the end, I listened to the advice of teacher Moly from the barber shop, cut the whole thing short and thin, and dyed it in a dark brown close to black——Fang Zijin wanted to do it according to his brother’s idea, but Teacher Moly insisted on his own aesthetics and thought it was better Fashion.

The system saw the final effect, searched the vocabulary, and found a word: juvenile feeling.

Fang Zijin was very satisfied with this: Sure enough, he can manage any hairstyle with his good looks.

Holding Jin Muyun's card, he went to buy a suit again - there was no way, the time back to China was too short, and there was no time for any high-end orders, so he could only buy ready-to-wear.He is a carefree person, and he never cared about such things, besides, he was just going to catch a show and take care of his little cousin, unlike celebrities, who need to prepare half a month in advance to attend a banquet like participating in a beauty pageant.

Then came the evening banquet.Not many people came.

Jin Tuizhi used to use Jin Wenbo's light, everyone would call him "Second Young Master" when they saw him; later, when there was a younger generation, his seniority was raised, and he was respectfully called "Second Master"; Without Jin Wenbo, he clamored to separate the family again, and he couldn't even be the "Second Master". Although he was still the Jin family on the surface and had a share of the Jin family in his hand, everyone with a discerning eye knew that he left the Jin family in power. It was still a thousand miles away, so the outsider just called "Mr. Jin" in person, and as for what was in his heart, he would never show it.

However, even with only the title of "Mr. Jin", it is loud enough, not to mention his group of cronies, just because of his nephew Jin Muyun, the diamond king, there are a lot of ladies of the right age and their elders who come to make friends with him.Coupled with those who want to get acquainted with the rich and powerful, in the villa area in the suburbs, in the garden outside the single-family villa where the banquet is held, the number of visitors can still support the scene.

Fang Zijin came not too early.After returning to China in his previous life, he only had contact with people from the same circle. Before that, when he was in a private high school, most of the people he met were the "second generation" from the same school. Only now did I realize that the circle of elites in Jinshi was completely obscured: no one knew them.

Unconsciously, he lost interest, so he walked up the stairs freely avoiding the crowd, and entered along the door.

A group of people left behind, clinking glasses and covering up with a smile, chewing their tongues in a low voice: "Who is this person?"

"I heard it's the illegitimate son of the Jin family, I don't know what's so crazy..."

In this kind of banquet, the protagonist of the birthday party will never be the protagonist, Fang Zijin already knew this.The protagonist only needs to come out to say hello at the opening, and the curtain is forced to end. Immediately afterwards, the audience in the audience came to the stage one after another, each forming a group, each performing their own cross talk.

So he was not surprised, in the corner of the magnificent villa, behind the white wooden lattice windows facing the garden, he saw Jin Yujie who was wearing a high-end brand custom children's dress, looking a little lonely.

Just like the lonely onlookers at the tenth birthday party.

At that time, I was forced to leave the stage early, and Jin Muyun, who was admitted to Qingda University in Beijing two years ago, had just joined a college student entrepreneurship research group and made achievements, replacing himself as the protagonist.

"Tsk." Fang Zijin was speechless, and he didn't know whether he was lamenting the past or the current situation.

"Are you? Brother Zijin?" Jin Yujie turned around upon hearing the sound, and wiped the corners of her eyes before doing so.She frowned, her eyes were red, and she looked over suspiciously.

After three years, Fang Zijin's appearance has changed so much, she was indeed a little uncertain when she asked the question.

"Yes, it's me. Long time no see, here, this is a gift for you."

Fang Zijin handed her the pink paper bag containing a certain brand of bracelet in his hand, nodding his mouth.

"Oh, thank you." Jin Yujie took the paper bag and agreed casually as if she didn't care.But the hand holding the paper bag was clenched tightly, revealing the joy in her heart.

Fang Zijin had always been able to forgive the cute little girl for being arrogant, so she slanted her lips and reached out to touch the other's head that had been pierced with a ball.

Jin Muyun came late.Although he hurriedly finished the day's work and asked the driver to drive over, he still only caught up with the midfielder.

After getting off the car, Jin Muyun glanced at the meeting place without any trace, but he didn't see Fang Zijin.He casually took a glass of red wine from the waiter, and after toasting with the guests who greeted him, he saw two figures, one big and one small, through the floor-to-ceiling windows on one side of the villa.After identifying for a while, Jin Muyun finally recognized the black-haired young man in a black suit next to him as his younger brother.

Even if he casually mentioned the phrase "dye black" today, he never thought that Fang Zijin would obediently carry it out.Seeing this scene at this time, he recalled in a trance many years ago, and seemed to have seen such a similar scene: wearing a small black suit, the already stretched white ball, clutching the railing in front of the French windows of the villa, poking his head, black and greasy. His eyes looked towards him.

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