that bastard i love

Sitting in the studio, Wen Gulin took a brush and dabbed a little blue paint on the white bottle.

After making a few random moves, he put down the bottle in his hand and stared at the window in a daze.

After that day, Qin Ji and Pei Han stayed at his house. Although the three of them were a bit cramped to sleep at night, they could still make do with it.

Qin Ji's ex-boyfriend is really shameless, he often comes over and knocks on the door, making no one in the neighborhood feel at peace.

But unexpectedly, he originally thought that Pei Han was Qin Ji's younger brother or an illegitimate child or something.

But Qin Ji told him in person that he and Pei Han were a couple, they were in love, and told him not to tell it, after all, he was still a little famous model.

How dare he speak out.

Models and men are sex news.

Models and children are legal news.

But judging from the meaning of Pei Han's child, it seems that they are also in love...

Age doesn't matter, anyway... Both sides are willing and he will not participate in this matter.

After all, he is not some nosy grandma, nor is he some devil insisting on breaking up the young couple.

Whatever other people want to do, he just pretends he didn't see it.

Or rush to make handicrafts.

Wen Gu and Lin Qiang cheered up and continued to concentrate on drawing smooth patterns on the bottle.

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the table rang.

Wen Gulin lowered his head and opened the lock screen. It was a WeChat group message sent by the boss.

Probably... In the afternoon, a young master surnamed Fu will come to buy some handicrafts, so that everyone can cheer up and not lose face, because that young master Fu is the investor of the studio...

"Alas, did you see the notice, the young master of the Fu family seems to be coming to us again soon."

"Oh my god, that catastrophe is coming again!"

"Please stop wasting our hard work!"

"He's the young master, the investor of our studio doesn't have to be what he says."

"Yeah, these days, people with money can really do whatever they want."

The colleagues on the side also saw the notice and started to discuss in a low voice.

Regarding this Young Master Fu, he had heard many rumors from his colleagues in the studio.

But... none of them are good.

This young master Fu is named Fu Yaozu, he is a second-generation rich man, and he is also a second-generation military officer.

Although he came from a wealthy family, he didn't do any good deeds. He spent all day in the clubhouse, hanging out with rich second generations like him, doing nothing.

This Fu Yaozu invested in their studio at the time because he had a MB who was very interested in these handicrafts. In order to make his little lover happy, this young master Fu invested in their studio.

Later, the young master was not interested in that MB anymore, and the studio didn't have much income, so the young master felt that the original investment was a loss, but he couldn't get it back, so he often came to trouble the studio.

If you ask him, such a person is the most typical scum in society.

At the beginning, I wanted to coax my little lover to invest happily, but now I feel that the investment on the spot is not worth it, so I come to trouble innocent people like them.

How can you still be a young master with this kind of bearing?

Bah, a mangy dog ​​is more or less the same.

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"Master Fu, Master Fu, please come inside." The boss stood at the door and carefully welcomed Fu Yaozu into the studio.

As soon as Fu Yaozu entered the studio door, Wen Gulin felt that he was about to suffocate.

What's wrong with this person, what kind of aesthetics is this?

Fu Yaozu himself is extremely handsome, tall, 1.8 meters tall by visual inspection, with delicate features on his face, a typical handsome man.

But it's just aesthetics.

She was wearing a pretty suit on the outside, but she matched it with a flashy shirt on the inside, and her hair was also messily dyed.

A true renaissance.

"Come, come, who of you is free, go and take Master Fu to the second floor to pick a vase." The boss stood at the door and said with a stiff smile.

There was a sudden silence all around, no one was willing, and the scene was awkward for a while.

"This..." The boss was also a little embarrassed when he saw this.

Fu Yaozu looked around, locked his target on Wen Gulin, pointed to Wen Gulin and said, "Oh, that one over there is a newcomer, let him take me up there to see."

Wen Gulin stood up without thinking.

What else to think about, rookie, isn't he the only rookie here?

It seems that today, he must go through this.

"Master Fu, please come with me." Wen Gulin straightened his clothes, walked up to Fu Yaozu, and said expressionlessly.

Fu Yaozu looked at Wen Gulin in front of him, and nodded thoughtfully.

After going up to the second floor of the studio, Wen Gulin turned around and asked, "What kind of vase does Young Master Fu need, I'll find it for you."

"No, I want this, it's good to take it back and use it as a urinal." Fu Yaozu became playful, pointing to a bottle on the glass cabinet with a picture of a hundred birds facing the phoenix and said.

Wen Gulin then looked over.

The bottle was the hard work of an old employee in his forties in the studio for half a year. The shape of the bottle is beautiful, and the pattern design is also very gorgeous and exquisite.

"Okay, Master Fu, wait a moment, I'll wrap it up for you." Wen Gulin said without blinking.

Now it was Fu Yaozu's turn to be surprised.

Other employees in the past would stomp their feet angrily when they heard him insulting these exquisite handicrafts like this, and he also liked to see the way these employees wanted to kill him but couldn't do anything but be angry with themselves.

But why is this newcomer so abnormal today?

"Are you... not angry?" Fu Yaozu asked tentatively.

Wen Gulin asked back: "Why should I be angry?"

"Shouldn't you feel that I'm ruining your craftsmanship and insulting the dignity of those of you who are engaged in art?"

"You think too much. Anyway, you need to pay for the things you want. You spent so much money to buy a urinal. Why should I be angry at you for wasting your own money?" Wen Gulin sighed, and looked at Fu Yaozu's eyes. The Buddha is looking at a mentally handicapped person.

"I………"

Fu Yaozu found himself speechless.

It seems that the man in front of him is not someone easy to bully.

Only then did Fu Yaozu look at Wen Gulin squarely.

He just thought that Wen Gulin was the same as those "artists" on the first floor who were obviously poor and wanted to save face, but they were better in appearance.

Now it seems that is not the case.

This man is quite interesting.

Looking at Wen Gulin's fair skin and exquisite facial features, Fu Yaozu felt a little itchy in his heart.

It's been a long time since he played such a superb game.

It's just... so fascinating.

Especially the arrogance and disdain hidden in those eyes... It made him want to ruthlessly press this person under him, he wanted to break this person's arrogance, watching these charming eyes shed poignant tears ...

Only such a person can make him have the desire to conquer.

This person, he wants it.