Little boyfriend is cute and flirtatious

Fu Cheng shouldn't be here.

For things like demolition, just leave it to the small manager of the company below to discuss, and there is no need for him, the chairman, to come forward.Today was just a coincidence, he was also meeting with an important government official in the economy and trade, and he went downstairs to have a look after the end, as an inspection.

Ninety-nine percent of the disagreement over demolition is because the developer's economic compensation fell short of expectations.As his name suggests, Fu Cheng is very sincere in the price he gave, but I found out after talking today that there is an orphanage left over from the old society in Beicheng. Demolition and resettlement of welfare homes have become a problem.

Just as he was suffering from a headache, the bodyguard at home suddenly called in, saying that the young master was lost.He was so scared that he quickly stopped the meeting, asked the assistant to make another appointment with the negotiating residents, and rushed out by himself.

Fu Cheng yelled at the bodyguards and told them to find someone quickly. The driver had already opened the car door for him. He sat in the car and rubbed the corners of his brows, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

The 19-year-old young master got rid of the bodyguard when he drove out. Where can people find this?

He forced himself to calm down and think for a while, then dialed a set of overseas numbers.

The call was connected quickly, and there was a trace of fatigue in the slightly old voice of the other party.

"Fu Cheng, is there something wrong with Xingyun?"

Fu Cheng's face turned respectful: "Sorry, Professor Zhang, it's still early morning on your side."

Zhang Jinyan didn't speak, but Fu Cheng could hear the rustling of clothes.

Knowing that this was not the time to exchange pleasantries, he cut straight to the point: "Xingyun drove out early this morning. The bodyguard said that he went to the beach to stand for half the morning, and he was going back to City A at noon. It looked fine. But on the way back, I don't know what The reason is that he suddenly got rid of the bodyguards who followed him."

Fu Cheng rubbed his eyebrows vigorously: "Dumping people used to happen often, but the few times before, his cell phone was always connected, so the bodyguard didn't care too much. But just now, his cell phone suddenly went off. It doesn't make sense, and now people don't know where they went. You can see if he will, will he..."

The head of the Fu family, who is in charge of hundreds of billions of assets, suddenly got a lump in his throat and panicked.

"Xiaocheng, don't panic." The old man's voice on the phone was slow and soothing, "Xingyun is a high-functioning depression, and his usual performance is even more cheerful than normal people. It's normal if he can't tell. Don't blame yourself. After several years of treatment, he has actually improved a lot, and the number of outbreaks of depression has also decreased, which is a good sign."

The old man coughed twice on the other end of the phone, and the old man continued: "I have used catharsis therapy for the past two years, and I have actually seen the effect. Xingyun is not stupid. When his depression breaks out, he will consciously vent his emotions. Go and ask, Look around for extreme sports or something like that, he's probably going to be there."

"Extreme sports?" The Fu family has developed rapidly in the mainland in recent years. Fu Cheng has been flying all over the country and entrusted all of Fu Xingyun's treatment to Professor Zhang in Europe. I really don't know much about it, my nephew. What have you been doing all these years.

"Yes, don't be afraid, Xingyun has been trained and is very professional." Professor Zhang sighed, "Although there are certain risks, the effect of treatment is much better than simply taking medicine and talking."

After saying a few more words, Fu Cheng hung up the phone and remained silent for a long time, as if he was talking to himself: "My brother is just such a child, and he has had many disasters since he was a child. When my brother and sister-in-law pass away, if I can spend more time Stay with him, and he won't develop into severe depression all of a sudden..."

The driver, Old Chen, glanced at the rearview mirror, moved his lips slightly, but did not speak.

In fact, it was difficult for Fu Cheng at that time. His brother and sister-in-law died suddenly in a car accident, and his competitors took the opportunity to attack him.After Fu Xingyun attempted suicide due to depression, he spared no time while working and spent more than half a year with him.

That year, Fu Xingyun took medicine like running water, and his body collapsed quickly, but if he stopped taking the medicine, Fu Cheng would just watch him chatting and laughing with people like a pistachio during the day, and saying good night to himself at night, but Waking up in the wee hours struggling and hurting myself.

Fortunately, I later met Professor Zhang who was living in Europe. Somehow, the young master regained a little persistence in life.In the past three years, the young master's depression outbreaks have decreased a lot, and his body seems to be getting stronger.

It's just that when he lost contact, Fu Cheng couldn't help thinking of the most difficult time back then.

The main relationship network of the Fu family is in Beijing, and I am not very familiar with City A. It was not until after five o'clock in the afternoon that Fu Cheng found out that this evening, a local Balong brother had an underground race car on a section of the abandoned Panshan Road in Qinglian North. .

It was six o'clock in the evening when Shen Mochen and Zhuzhu arrived at the racetrack.A lot of cars and people have gathered at the starting point of the racing car.

Zhu Zi went to the front to draw lots, and Shen Mochen stayed in the car. When he drove over, his phone kept vibrating, and he didn't have time to look at it.Unlocking the phone now, it was his manager Zhang Heng who sent him a lot of messages.

[Brother Heng: The contract of "Life Challenge" has been reviewed, the advertisement has been launched today, and the contract will be signed at the weekend. 】

[Brother Heng: Lin Qianqian has been booked as the female guest. The drama you co-produced will be released in October. What her team means is to use this variety show to make a splash. Mr. Du and I don’t think it matters, you can figure it out . 】

After a few minutes, probably unable to bear it any longer, the manager sent another message.

[Brother Heng: You said that Lin Qianqian has a rich father and a stepmother at home, so why is she crying and wanting to fire CP with you?Could it be that he really fell in love with you? Is "Challenge" just for girls like her who are squeamish?When the time comes to go on the show and quit crying and pay liquidated damages, isn't that just looking for trouble? 】

Shen Mochen was speechless, if you ask me, who should I ask.

The phone ding-dong, it was Gu Sangming, his senior brother who debuted two years earlier.

[Senior Brother Gu: Dust, I invite you to be a guest at my concert next year! 】

Shen Mochen laughed, this senior is also a busy person, it's only August, and he's already making plans for next year.

【Dust: So early to plan next year's itinerary? 】

[Senior Brother Gu: It's not because you're busy, I'm afraid it won't match your schedule when it's late. 】

[Dust: No, senior brother invites me, and I will also go if there is a knife in the sky. 】

[Senior Brother Gu: Okay, you agreed, I will take a screenshot to save it. 】

[Dust: [covers face] I keep my word. 】

After chatting for a while, the car window was suddenly knocked twice.

The pillar came back, followed by a burly and shirtless man.

Shen Mochen quickly opened the car door, got out of the car and said hello: "Brother Long!"

Brother Long was a member of the gang in his early years, but later changed his career to become a car dealer. Almost all the car dealers in Qinglian City are his younger brothers.It is said that he rescued a small government employee in his early years. Now he has become a high-ranking official and usually takes good care of him.

After Qinglian City Airport was relocated, the section of the Panshan Expressway connecting the airport was basically left unattended, and Brother Long started an underground racing car here.

Although this man is a rough person, he is not reckless. After a few years of smooth sailing and no major incidents, the local department just turned a blind eye to him.

Seeing Shen Mochen getting off the car, Brother Long handed over a soft China, and said with a smile: "I thought you would ignore us bastards when you became a star, but I didn't expect you to come!"

Shen Mochen took the cigarette, and his tone was still warm and indifferent: "What kind of star, it's just a few advertisements, how can it be as powerful as Brother Long."

The flower arm boss laughed loudly: "I love to hear that! You don't forget your roots, good!"

Shen Mochen smiled, and saw Brother Long approaching, lowered his voice and asked him: "I heard that you have dated several celebrity girlfriends, and they are always chasing after you, but in the end they say they can't catch up?"

Shen Mochen looked shocked: "Where is this place, Brother Long, who did you listen to?"

"Is this still worth hearing?" Long Ge poked his phone in front of him, "It's all written on Weibo!"

On the big screen of Guoguo's latest mobile phone, it was the official announcement of Shen Mochen's last scandal - Fang Keyi's suspected breakup:

【Tired, forget it! @沉露气V]

A stream of fans comforted and scolded mothers below.

Shen Mochen thought of what the manager said just now, sighed inwardly, and raised his eyes to defend: "Brother Long, don't believe this, it's all hype."

Brother Long smiled and teased a few more words, then talked about today's racing car, and suddenly put on an angry look: "Xiao Shen, you have a good run today, and the Tigers are said to have invited foreign aid. Damn, if I can't run, I will Looking for someone, it is said that he is still a master! Bah!"

Brother Huaarm tilted his head and let out a mouthful of spit: "Who wouldn't know how to find someone? I still have Xiao Shen! When you crushed the car king of city A ten times in a row, he didn't know where he was begging for money! Really! Fuck shameless!"

Brother Long spit and swears all over the country, but he didn't think about it. Shen Mochen was also the foreign aid he found.

Zhuzi glanced at Shen Mochen, and stepped forward to coax Brother Long: "Don't be angry, Xiao Shen is here right now, I'm pressing the car today, we brothers must run well!"

Shen Mochen turned his head to look at the lottery in Zhuzi's hand: "Are we last? Then the first round should start."

Brother Long looked at the mountain road, "It's not the tigers, the idiots, the foreign aid hasn't arrived yet, and they are stubbornly refusing to draw lots... Hey, listen..."

There were noisy people's voices all around, and some people were playing songs on the car stereo. Shen Mochen and Zhuzhu looked at each other, but they couldn't hear anything unusual.

But soon, the human voice slowly quieted down, the music was also turned off, and the roar of the engine came from far away.

It got dark late in August, and after the sun went down, the sky was full of colorful clouds, covering the people and cars present with a layer of orange soft light.The beam of light shot out from the clouds hit the winding mountain road, like a beam of chasing light on the stage, illuminating the silver-gray supercar coming from a distance.

"Damn it, what the hell is..." Brother Long didn't finish his sentence, and he froze on the spot with everyone else.

McLaren P1, 2.8-350km/h acceleration in 380 seconds, top speed limited by computer to 1km/h, unrestricted top speed above [-]km/h...【[-]】

Shen Mochen felt a bit of a headache when he spit out this string of data for the second time within a day.

Brother Long's eyes were glued to the McLaren, as if he was sleepwalking, he stretched out his hand and patted Shen Mochen's shoulder, "Fuck, this is so unfair..."

The silver supercar drove slowly into the stunned crowd. In the driver's seat, the boy's eyes were cold and silent, but there was a hint of expectant smile on the corner of his mouth.

Fu Cheng's roar suddenly sounded in Shen Mochen's mind again: "What do you mean being lost? You can lose someone as big as the young master?"

Probably, just throw it here!

The author has something to say:

Drag racing is dangerous, don't imitate it.

[1] McLaren data comes from Baidu

Reaffirmation: Most of the cognitions in this article on the description of high-functioning depression, drug names, drug side effects, and treatment methods come from Baidu and related books.Here is an overall description, and I will not repeat it in each chapter in the future, thank you for your understanding!

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