A Guide to Surviving Without Money

Huang Liling slowly got down from her seat and walked towards Fujino: "Are you a singer yourself? I heard that your voice is very good, very suitable for being a singer, and your basic skills seem to be solid."

Fujino nodded: "I was a bar singer before."

"Can I hug you? You are really handsome." Huang Liling smiled shyly and opened her arms slightly. Fujino was a little funny and hugged her.

"Then what do you want from me?" Huang Liling stood straight.

Asked, Fujino gritted his teeth, thought for a while, he didn't seem to have any request, but he suddenly smiled: "Then can I add your private WeChat or something?"

"Of course." After successfully adding WeChat, Huang Liling and Fujino sang a duet, which was the end of today's trip. The Leng Pingsheng underneath was a little unhappy, watching the two of them flirt.

Fujino got off the stage and came to him: "Let's go."

"You like her very much?"

"Yeah, Mr. Leng, I have liked her since I was very young, and I always thought that I could save a sum of money to go to her concert. I really miss that time." Fujino took the words without thinking.

Leng Pingsheng didn't speak, and strode away directly. Fujino hurriedly followed. Assistant Wu opened the car door for him. Before he got into the car, the car drove out like a straight line.

Fujino stood at the door in a daze, looked at the empty road in front of him, and sighed, did he say something wrong again?

He took a few times out of his pocket and found that there were only two coins, which was very embarrassing. It seemed that he had to walk back. The wind was howling on the road, and the blowing was very comfortable.

After walking a few steps, Fujino felt that someone was following behind him, and turned around involuntarily, but there was no one behind him, as if he couldn't see anything.

After walking for half an hour, he finally saw the shadow of the villa. Uncle Zhang was waiting at the door early in the morning, and when he saw Fujino, he hurried up: "Young master, you are back, are you hungry?"

After Fujino left, he had his way. Hearing Uncle Zhang say this, he really felt a little hungry, and nodded embarrassedly: "I'm really hungry, please trouble Zhang Bo."

Uncle Zhang smiled and shook his head: "No trouble, no trouble." After saying that, he went into the kitchen.

Fujino entered the living room and sat on the sofa. He didn't seem to see Leng Pingsheng. Could it be that he hasn't come back yet? He walked into the kitchen and helped Uncle Zhang: "Hasn't Mr. Leng come back?"

"I'm back, I went upstairs. I must be tired from playing. I went to rest. You also rest early after eating." Uncle Zhang took the noodles and put them in his hands. Fujino finished eating quickly and went back to the room.

After taking a shower, I fell asleep early.

The next day was the last day of the weekend. He didn't have anything to do. He didn't wake up until late, changed into new clothes and went downstairs. Uncle Zhang prepared breakfast early, and when he ran out of breakfast, he couldn't help asking: "What about Mr. Leng?"

"You said Master Leng, he went out early, it seems that there is an urgent matter in the company, if you have nothing to do, you can play in the villa with peace of mind." Zhang Bo said with a smile.

Fujino frowned, a little worried about Leng Pingsheng, the sky was covered with large clouds, it seemed that the weather was not very good, he was a little confused: "Is Mr. Leng going to have a car to pick him up?"

"It seems not. Assistant Wu is off on Sundays, so he doesn't have to go to work." Uncle Zhang said in confusion.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, I'm worried that it will rain on such a day, and I'm worried that Leng Shao will catch a cold from the rain." Fujino said hesitantly.

"Don't worry, the young master drove out." Uncle Zhang comforted.

At this moment, the phone beeped, and Fujino took out the phone from his trouser pocket, and found that it was Huang Liling who sent him a message. He smiled brightly, replied a message, and went upstairs.

The sky was cloudy, thunder rang out, and soon it began to rain.

Leng Pingsheng came out of the company and was about to go back after finishing his urgent business. The car was driving on the highway at high speed. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. When making a sharp turn, the wheels began to slip, and they were directly mounted on the fence. Nothing happened.

He was a little irritable, and he hammered the steering wheel hard. The rain outside the car turned out to be getting heavier, and he didn't know when it would stop, so he took out his mobile phone and called Uncle Zhang.

Hearing noises outside, Fujino hurriedly went downstairs, seeing that Uncle Zhang was about to go out, and asked anxiously, "Is something wrong with Mr. Leng?"

"Well, Master Leng called just now, saying that there is a problem with the car on the highway, let me go over to pick it up." Uncle Zhang frowned and said eagerly.

"Uncle Zhang, let me go, you can rest at home, you are getting old." Fujino stopped Uncle Zhang.

"can you drive?"

"No." Fujino didn't have the money to take the driver's license test. If he could drive, he might only be able to drive an electric car.

"Then I'll go, young master, you can stay at home with peace of mind." Uncle Zhang took the car keys and went to the garage. Fujino followed him persistently, and finally the two went together.

On the expressway, I saw a black Land Rover leaning against the side of the road. Uncle Zhang parked the car on the other side of the expressway. Fujino hurriedly ran over with an umbrella, his whole heart was beating in his throat, the door Opening it, Leng Pingsheng was a little surprised, Fujino's body was wet by the heavy rain.

Leng Pingsheng held Fujino in his arms and got into the car. Uncle Zhang called and asked someone to come and deal with them. He sent them back to the villa. After getting out of the car, Uncle Zhang went to put hot water in the carriage to avoid catching a cold in the rain.

After taking a hot bath, the two of them drank the ginger soup made by Zhang Bo, Fujino's eyes kept falling on Leng Pingsheng, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to say it

Leng Pingsheng's cold voice came from above his head: "Do you have anything to ask me? Just say it."

After a while, Fujino nodded hesitantly and said, "Yesterday, were you angry?"

Speaking of yesterday, Leng Pingsheng recalled the scene of Fujino and Huang Liling embracing passionately in his mind. His face turned cold, and he put ginger soup on the table: "No, what can I be angry about?"

Uncle Zhang brought another bowl of ginger soup and handed it to Leng Pingsheng, "Master, drink more to avoid catching a cold."

Fujino glanced at Leng Pingsheng's cold face and said: "Uncle Zhang, don't worry about us, you can drink a few bowls yourself, you also got caught in the rain."

It's really inconvenient to have to walk such a long way every time I come back, Fujino secretly thought, but he didn't dare to mention it, now Leng Pingsheng doesn't know why he is angry, it's better not to talk.