A Guide to Surviving Without Money

After Luo Shan went out, Assistant Wu walked in. Before he could speak, he asked directly, "Any news from Fujino?"

After Fujino left that day, he began to let people inquire about Fujino's news, but this person seemed to disappear out of thin air, without any news.

Assistant Wu shook his head: "Mr. Leng, do you like that child?"

Leng Pingsheng was shocked by Assistant Wu's words, and he was silent. He never thought that he would like Fujino, so what is this feeling?

The whole company began to fall into a low pressure, and everyone's face was full of sadness, just because today's Leng Boss got angry again, the people below felt uncomfortable.

Fujino appeared on the plane in City E early the next morning. Chen Du might arrive later because he had an impromptu interview. This was his second time on the plane, and he leaned on the cushion at the back.

He arrived in City E in the afternoon, and he got off the train alone. In three years, he has grown taller, and his facial features have become more and more refined due to the years.

Many men and women at the airport looked at him with envy in their eyes. Fujino had long been used to such gazes, and strode out.

The sunlight outside was a bit dazzling, and it was the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the weather was neither hot nor cold, just right, Fujino returned to the former villa in Chen Du with the suitcase, it had not been lived in for a long time, and it was deserted soon.

There was a thick layer of dust inside. He put down the suitcase and began to clean it, not sparing any corner. It was already six o'clock after finishing all this work, and it was getting dark very quickly.

He rubbed his shoulders, took a deep breath, and planned to go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients, when he passed by Masako's cake shop, he couldn't help but stop, and walked in by a ghost.

The shop is still the same cake shop as before, but the faces inside have changed countless times. The girl's eyes flashed brightly: "Sir, what do you need?"

"I want to ask if Masako is your current boss?" Fujino hesitated for a while.

"Masako, I don't know him, but you can ask our boss." The girl bit her lip and said.

"No need, make a cake for me." Fujino shook his head with a smile, took out his mobile phone, looked at the mobile phone, he fell into obsession, this mobile phone was given to him by Leng Pingsheng three years ago, he has always Not willing to throw it away.

Carrying the cake, he left the cake shop and came to the supermarket in a blink of an eye. The supermarket was crowded. He temporarily put the cake outside, pushed a small cart, walked in, turned around a few times, and someone patted him on the shoulder.

Fujino turned around, looked at the person in front of him, and couldn't help laughing: "Brother Chen?"

"Well, it's been a long time. Where have you been recently? You haven't seen anyone for three years?" Chen Wangjin said, hitting his shoulder angrily.

Fujino smiled happily. This was the first old friend he met when he came back, and it was not bad.

"It's just you, where is Shen Yue?" Fujino asked subconsciously.

Chen Wangjin sighed and said, "Don't ask, I don't want to talk to him at all now."

Chen Wangjin told him last week that he planned to get Shen Yue drunk for a while, but he didn't expect that Shen Yue would force himself after being drunk.

Fujino was a little embarrassed to hear that, only he could not blush every time he finished speaking without heartbeat.

"But what have you been missing for so long?"

"Are you talking about me? I went to study in other provinces, and I just came back now, but Chen Du should come back after a while." Fujino said with a smile.

"At the beginning, Chen Du was a guitarist in a bar, and now he is so famous. It's really unexpected." Chen Wangjin sighed a little.

Farewell to Chen Wangjin, he was holding something in his left hand and twisting the cake in his right hand, walking slowly, a Land Rover hit him directly, the cake was blown away, but there was nothing wrong with him.

He looked down at the cows all over the ground, and glared angrily at the car parked in front of him. Seeing that Land Rover, Fujino always felt a little familiar, so he stopped involuntarily, and it was too late when he wanted to leave.

He turned around and wanted to run away, but Leng Pingsheng's voice came from behind him: "Fujino."

He stopped in his tracks, turned around and smiled: "Sir, you misidentified the person."

"Really?" Leng Pingsheng walked over step by step, looking at his eyebrows, he could vaguely tell that he was Fujino.

Fujino looked at his raised hand, with slender fingers, he stepped back a few steps, watching him quietly, like a bystander.

"What's wrong? I'm still thinking about what happened three years ago." Leng Pingsheng said lightly.

Fujino couldn't deny it, and no longer denied his identity: "When Mr. Leng drove me away, he asked me not to appear in his sight in the future. I owe Mr. Leng a big favor, but I dare not refuse to listen. "

"Since it is a great kindness, it is naturally not so easy to repay it."

Listening to his words, Fujino didn't understand: "It's a pity that the cake is gone, I'm leaving." He turned and strode away, even if it was the opposite direction to go home.

Leng Pingsheng looked at his back and showed a smile: "It's good to be back, it's better than never seeing him."

Assistant Wu got out of the car, walked over, and stood side by side with him: "You still can't forget that kid."

"It's not that I can't forget it, it's that I never forgot it. Let's go." Leng Pingsheng smiled and got into the car.

Leng Pingsheng finally left, Fujino came out from the corner, his face was gloomy, three years later, he saw that person again, why did he still have feelings, he rubbed his eyebrows.Extremely helpless.

I always think that everything can pass, that everything can be forgotten, and that time can take away everything, but I am too naive. What can't be taken away can't be taken away after all, and there is no result between them.

Back at the villa, Fujino leaned on the sofa, drank the juice he just bought, turned on the TV, watched the trailer of a program on the TV, and seemed to remember the talent show that Chen Du told him.

He leaned on the sofa and slept for a while. When he woke up, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. He cooked himself a bowl of vegetarian noodle soup and hummed a song with a good mood on his face.

While the noodles were cooking, the phone rang suddenly. He thought it was Chen Du's call, so he connected directly without thinking, "Are you back? I cooked plain noodles, do you want to eat together?"

"Okay." Leng Pingsheng's cold voice came from the phone, and he always remembered that voice, tone and even the speed of speech.

"Mr. Leng? How could it be you?" The speed of putting the noodles slowed down.

"It's nothing, I'm afraid I just tried to call casually, but I didn't expect that you really didn't change the number." Leng Pingsheng smiled.

"Mr. Leng is really in a good mood. In three years, he has become much naive."