"Oh, by the way, where did the 2000 million come from? I earned it before." Zhan Changsong was careless, like a speech book, "Before I settled in Yuantian Town, I was engaged in food wholesale in Sunmao County. I started to do it, first it was small, and then it became bigger and bigger. When I was 23 or 16 years old, I was already the largest food wholesaler in the county. More than half of the retailers in the entire county and [-] towns were purchased from me. , and naturally earn more money.”

"What happened later?" Fei Pinen asked urgently. If what Zhan Changsong said is true, then he has almost monopolized the food wholesale business in a county, which is equivalent to making a lot of money every day. Playing around, but who got fat all of a sudden?

"Later? Later, I donated as much as I earned. Basically, I had no savings. Three years ago, when the government built a food wholesale storage and logistics park, when the bidding was called for, I couldn't participate in the bidding because I had no money, so I was replaced by others."

Seven or eight years of painstaking efforts were put to the torch, but Zhan Changsong said it very easily, as if he was describing an interesting incident in the past, just for everyone's enjoyment.

"That's it?" Fepinn's eyes widened.

"That's it. Then I went to Yuantian Town and opened Changfa Supermarket. Three years later, I met Fei Fan." The man exhaled a puff of cigarette and sighed, "The old ancestor said that 'whatever you lose, you must gain' is really true. This principle."

Fei Pinen and Zhao Baihui looked at each other again, and they both saw disappointment in each other's eyes.

Father Fei gently pushed the coffee cup forward and stood up. He glanced at Zhan Changsong indifferently, and snorted: "Boss Zhan, I'm afraid our dumplings are not to your liking. I won't entertain you anymore, Fanfan will see off the guests for me."

Zhan Changsong's expression remained the same, and he picked up a dumpling with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth, chewing and saying, "Your dumpling is indeed not to your liking, but your family is likable, let's go, Mr. Fei, the two of us to the world."

Fei Pinen, who had already walked away, suddenly stopped, and sternly scolded: "Fanfan, did you forget something today?"

Fei Fan rolled his eyes, and took Zhan Changsong's hand: "I have something to do, we need a date."

He and Zhan Changsong looked at each other with a smile, and they both went out the door, leaving only Fei Pinen to roar for a long time.

. . . . . .

The doors and windows in the cramped room are closed, and the simple blue curtains have a mediocre shading effect, and the mottled wooden floor is covered with a layer of not-so-bright sunlight.

There were two people stacked on the bed in the room, drenched in sweat, feeling refreshed and satisfied.

Fei Fan's milky white fingers walked along the wheat-colored arm with clear texture, the contrast of skin color was very beautiful, and they went down slowly, and finally touched the man's broad hand, and the cigarette between the two fingers changed hands.

With a backhand hook, Zhan Changsong pulled Fei Fan who was lying on his back into his arms. Seeing Fei Fan's skillful smoking, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Do you know how to smoke?"

"Yes, I learned to pretend to be cool in high school."

"Then why haven't I seen you smoke?"

Fei Fan arched into the man's arms again, wrapped his legs around Zhan Changsong's waist, and said aggrievedly: "Poor, I can't even afford yogurt, how can I have money to smoke?"

"Fuck, don't fuck me again and say you're not a male goblin. It's been three times. If you try again, you'll break your waist." Zhan Changsong slapped Fei Fan's bare ass, talking cowardly, his hands On the other hand, he hugged the white man even tighter, and even pressed down on his body.

Fei Fan breathed a puff of white smoke into Zhan Changsong's face, and lazily raised the corners of his eyes: "If you can't do it, replace me, I'm 1, you know."

"Fart!" Zhan Changsong didn't even raise his head, and his mind was on Xiasanlu, "You fucking ruan when you touch it, and return 1? I think you used this to scare me back then."

Guessed by Zhan Laogou, Fei Fan swallowed a cigarette into his lung tube.He coughed non-stop, and kicked the lustful dog man away from his body viciously.

"Be serious, let me ask you something serious."

Zhan Changsong couldn't finish it, so he turned over and lay on his back on the bed: "Ask."

"How many people are staring at the title of this top ten young man, why is it so easy to fall on your head, you... Did you ask someone for help?"

Fei Fan suppressed it for two days, but still asked.

Zhan Changsong deserved this honor because of his contribution, but he was not shortlisted for nominations before, and he did not follow the normal selection process, but he won the title smoothly, which had to make Fei Fan suspicious.

He was not afraid of anything else, except that Zhan Changsong begged Zhou Bingyi.If this is the case, then Zhan Changsong's dedication to him is greatly discounted by Fei Fan.

Zhan Changsong scratched his hair, a little embarrassed: "I really begged someone."

As expected, the corners of Fei Fan's mouth pressed down.

Zhan Changsong was an idiot, turned over and pressed on Fei Fan's lap, and reached out to pick up the messy clothes on the ground.

Taking out the phone, Balabala rummaged through it: "Speaking of which, he has done me such a favor, I really have to treat him to dinner, can this evening be okay? Teacher Fei, please do me a favor?"

"I won't go, you have to go by yourself." Fei Fan pulled the quilt over his head.

Zhan Changsong was at a loss, but he quickly dialed the phone, and the answer was also fast, and a refreshing "Brother Zhan" came from the phone.

Fei Fan moved his ears under the quilt, and felt that the tone was not as deep as Zhou Bingyi's feigned B.

Zhan Changsong had no choice but to step on Fei Fan's tail again.He made an appointment with the person on the phone for a time and place for dinner, and then put the phone down.

At this time, Fei Fan poked his head out from under the quilt, stared into his big wet eyes and asked, "Who is Xiao Li? Isn't it Zhou Bingyi?"

Zhan Changsong couldn't keep up with Fei Fan's brain circuit: "What Zhou Bingyi? I called Li Xiaofei from the government secretariat."

Fei Fan got up quickly, and grabbed Zhan Changsong without caring about his nakedness, "Is the person you're begging for Li Xiaofei?"

Zhan Changsong was afraid that Fei Fan would catch a cold, so he pulled the quilt and hugged him into his arms: "Well, I only know him as an official in the court, so who do I ask if I don't ask him?"

"Why do people help you?"

Zhan Changsong was a bit embarrassed, but he changed into thick-skinned in no time, and the old god said: "Li Xiaofei is a poor student I once sponsored, and he is a fucking thief. I sponsored so many students and he got a doctorate by himself. "

Zhan Changsong, who has a primary school degree, has deep respect for the doctor: "I didn't agree with his doctor's graduation. I said you should continue to study. After a doctorate, don't care about the money. My brother can also support you by opening a supermarket."

Fei Fan chuckled, and bit the corner of Zhan Changsong's mouth: "A postdoctoral fellow is not a degree, but a doctorate holder working in a research station."

Zhan Changsong blinked and didn't quite understand, but he didn't ask for further understanding, and continued the topic just now: "After graduation, Li Xiaofei took the civil service examination and was assigned to work in the secretariat, serving the leader who sat in the center at the ceremony yesterday. When your parents made things difficult for me, I mentioned it to him, but I didn't expect this kid to actually accomplish this."

"He said that I was lucky. In order to compete for this title, several candidates treated guests and bribed officials, and they were disqualified. That's why I was included in the candidate."

Fei Fan's eyelashes flickered when he was wrapped into a rice dumpling, and it took him a long time to say: "Niu X."

Zhan Changsong was amused by his small appearance, and slowly slipped his hand into the quilt to caress: "Do you want a more awesome husband? If you want, I will fight hard."

Fei Fan's body was softened by rubbing, and he leaned against Zhan Changsong's arms like a boneless: "You are already very awesome, you don't need to be any more awesome, I like Boss Zhan in the Changfa Supermarket, and I also like to squat in front of female comrades." Boss Zhan, who teases his wife tongue, prefers Boss Zhan, who steals, rapes, cheats and runs trains for a dime, he is real and has a breath of life."

"Grass, are you praising me or scolding me?" Zhan Changsong pushed Fei Fan under him violently, and arched the person under the quilt with his bottom, "I'm used to this, I can't do without a lesson. , Xiaofeiwu, I will pay my life for the debt I owe, today I am not invigorated, I am afraid that you do not know what a husband is a husband."

The simple curtains are still tightly blocked, the hawking downstairs is still loud, and the spring love in the room is hidden in the mundane world.

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