Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Now that we've talked about it, the boss doesn't mind telling Ji Fanfan a little more. He said in a deep and deep voice, "Young man, have you offended someone? Do you know that you are on the banned list of the industry?" .”

Ji Fanfan repeated in confusion, "Forbidden, list..."

"That's right, no one in the entire publishing industry dares to use you now, you, you should change careers." The boss patted him on the shoulder, shook his head and walked out of the interview cubicle.

Ji Fanfan rested his hands on the table in a daze for a long time. No wonder he was repeatedly frustrated in finding a job during this time. It turned out to be the reason.

Has he offended anyone?

It's Fu Zechuan...

Back then, Fu Zechuan suppressed Zhang Lin and those people in the same way, but Ji Fanfan never thought that Fu Zechuan's method of dealing with them would one day be used on him...

He clenched his hands unconsciously, and raised his head helplessly. Fu Zechuan was trying to force him to go back by himself...

He will never go back!

He has survived so many difficulties before, and he will not give in.

But now, he felt that he had to talk to Fu Zechuan, he couldn't let him interfere in his life like this again.

Ji Fanfan took out his mobile phone from his pocket. Instead of calling Fu Zechuan directly, he called Song Chengcheng, "Mr. Song, hello, I want to see Fu Zechuan. Can you tell me where he is now?"

Song Chengcheng twitched the corners of his mouth, he looked up at the person who was hugging left and right but was drinking, he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say to Ji Fanfan, he thought for a while before opening his mouth, "It may not be convenient for him now... "

Fu Zechuan glanced dissatisfiedly at Song Chengcheng who was on the phone, and said in a muffled voice, "I asked you to drink with me, not to call!"

Song Chengcheng innocently became his venting bucket, and Ji Fanfan listened to the occasional teasing laughter over the phone, and probably knew where they were, and his heart was sour.

Song Chengcheng said to Ji Fanfan: "Did you hear that? He is in a bad mood and is drinking mad. If you really want to see him, call him and see if he wants to see you."

Ji Fanfan lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Can you, give him the phone? I don't want to call him."

Song Chengcheng had a headache and supported his forehead, but he still responded, "Okay." He gestured to Fu Zechuan with his mobile phone, "Would you answer Ji Fanfan's call?"

Fu Zechuan turned his head abruptly, and subconsciously wanted to stand up to get the phone, but stopped the urge at the last moment, and said coldly, "Bring it."

Song Chengcheng couldn't see his awkward look, and handed over the phone speechlessly.

"Have you finally figured it out?"

Ji Fanfan was so nervous that his palms were sweating when he heard the voice from his mobile phone, he mustered up his courage, "Where are you? Let's talk."

Fu Zechuan lowered his eyes, concealing the greedy feelings in his eyes, and said deliberately: "I am here, playing."

Ji Fanfan heard that his breath stopped for a few seconds, and he almost couldn't hold the phone. He naturally knew what Fu Zechuan was playing, but he just felt uncomfortable.

His chest heaved violently, and he pretended to be calm and said, "Then, let's talk on the phone."

Fu Zechuan refused without thinking, "If you want to talk to me about something, you can only appear in front of me. I don't accept calls."

Ji Fanfan clenched his back molars tightly, "Okay. Address! I'll go there now!"

"Eden, when it's time to report my name, someone will bring you here."

After he finished saying this, Ji Fanfan hung up the phone directly, feeling even more anxious and angry, Fu Zechuan, you are such a jerk!

Without saying a word, he directly took a taxi to the Garden of Eden.

Ji Fanfan kept rubbing his fingertips, telling himself that there was no relationship between them anymore, and whatever he liked was his freedom...

But why do I still care so much in my heart, why does it still hurt so much, why do I rush over when I know what he is doing!

There were still two unsmiling security guards standing at the gate of Eden, no different from when he first came.

The only difference is that the ignorance he had when he first came here has disappeared, and now there is only pain and anger.

Ji Fanfan stood at the door, his legs seemed to be frozen, unable to move, he suddenly didn't want to go in.

He wiped away the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, his lips were blood red from biting, Fu Zechuan, just pretend, they have never seen...

As if, it was just a dream before...

Don't bother with him anymore...

Ji Fanfan took a deep breath with red eyes, turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment one of the security guards caught up with him and asked him coldly, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Ji?"

"No." Ji Fanfan had a sore nose and didn't want to face it.

"But—" the security guard compared the photos on the phone and concluded, "You are exactly the same as the person in the photo."

"I'm not." Ji Fanfan bowed his head and walked around him, about to leave.

"Mr. Ji, please wait a moment, Young Master Fu has something else to tell you."

Ji Fanfan's left foot couldn't come down no matter what, he pursed his lips, then retracted it, waiting for his next words.

"Fu Shao said, if you back down now, he won't stop."

Ji Fanfan never let go of the hand hanging by his side, but his nails, which were obviously not long, still pierced his palm so painfully that his heart was bleeding.

He was sure that he would come, and he was sure that he would not dare to go in, Fu Zechuan pinched him to death.

He is like a fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

Ji Fanfan raised his head and stubbornly refused to let the tears flow, he won't be knocked down by him!

"Please lead the way."

Ji Fanfan stood at the door of the box, listening to the intermittent laughter coming from inside, he still didn't have the courage to press the hand on the doorknob.

He bit his lips hard, just across the door, the person he once liked and regarded as a treasure may be hugging someone else at the moment, and talking to other people those blushing and heartbeating words, Ji Fanfan just thought These, the heart throbbing pain.

Suddenly the doorknob was turned, Ji Fanfan's pupils shrank sharply, and his heart was in his throat instantly.

Song Chengcheng stared at Ji Fanfan who was standing upright outside the door for a second, then turned sideways to make way for the passage, "Go in, he is waiting for you."

When he turned sideways, everything in the room fell into Ji Fanfan's eyes.

I saw Fu Zechuan sitting among a group of scantily clad people, both men and women, each of them had a smile on their faces, while Fu Zechuan was holding a wine glass, eyes downcast, with a lonely expression on his face.

Not seeing any messy scenes made Ji Fanfan feel a little more at ease.

"Then you guys talk, I won't bother you." Song Chengcheng stepped out of the box with great interest.

The moment Fu Zechuan looked up and saw Ji Fanfan, the lonely expression on his face immediately disappeared.

He put the wine glass on the glass table, fixed his eyes on Ji Fanfan, but said to Yingying Yanyan beside him, "Get out."

Those people were all stunned, and the box that was originally full of laughter and laughter suddenly became completely silent, and everyone was silent like a cicada.

There are also those who are bold enough to sit close to Fu Zechuan to gain a bit more confidence, and dare to say: "Young Master Fu..."

Fu Zechuan didn't even give him half a look, but his tone of neither sadness nor joy concealed a chill, "Don't make me say it a second time."

Hearing what he said, those people didn't dare to ask any more questions one by one, and hurriedly got up like queuing up to leave this increasingly dire situation.

The light in the box was not too dark, but it was definitely not too bright either. The originally empty space became even more empty after those people left.

Fu Zechuan tilted his head slightly, looked at Ji Fanfan with a smile on his lips, and said warmly, "Come here."

Ji Fanfan just stood there motionless, and after a while, under Fu Zechuan's gradually dim eyes, he said, "This is your life..."

His reaction made Fu Zechuan's accumulated good mood dissipate. He turned his head and replied angrily, "Yes, that's right, I have always lived like this."

Ji Fanfan closed his eyes, the dim light blocked the complex emotions in his eyes, "Are you happy like this?"

Fu Zechuan deliberately said angrily: "I am happy, why am I unhappy? Don't you see how happy I am?"

Ji Fanfan lowered his eyes in disappointment, and said a word softly, dejectedly, "...OK."

Instead of trying to talk about his life, he said business as usual, "Stop meddling in my life."

Fu Zechuan was very dissatisfied with his indifferent attitude, and the expression on his face became colder, "Are you referring to your work?"

Ji Fanfan tightly clutched the hem of his clothes, "Yes, we live our own lives without interfering with each other."

Fu Zechuan said three words indifferently, "Impossible." His eyes fell on Ji Fanfan's conflicted and sad face, but suddenly changed the topic, "However, it's not that there is no room for maneuver."

Ji Fanfan raised his head slowly, just when he thought that Fu Zechuan didn't intend to embarrass him anymore, he heard him say something slowly in a light and cold tone——

"If you use your body to please me, maybe this time, I will consider letting you go."

Ji Fanfan's mind went blank for a moment, his face flushed quickly, and he took a big step back in disbelief, clenched his fists tightly, and his breath became chaotic with anger, "Fu Zechuan, don't bully others too much! "

Fu Zechuan looked at Ji Fanfan presumptuously from head to toe, but those beautiful eyes were full of threats and jokes at the moment, "I just like to bully you."

Ji Fanfan was so angry that his fingertips were trembling, he turned around and opened the door angrily, but he had just taken half a step out of the door when Fu Zechuan lazily gave him another piece of advice——

"If I can do this kind of thing once, I can do it a second time. Even if you change careers, you can't escape."

Ji Fanfan's eyes were red with anger, he turned his head and gritted his teeth and said, "You bastard!"

Fu Zechuan also knew that what he said and what he did was really a jerk, but how could he return to him if he didn't do so...?