Our president is stupid and rich

Fang Zhiyi went back to his small apartment as usual, because it was already late, he planned to take a rest first, and then go home to pick up those boxes the next day.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, he received another call from Fang Minxing: "When are you coming to get your things?"

Fang Zhiyi turned over on the bed: "Tomorrow."

Fang Minxing said "hmm": "Okay, come here early tomorrow."

Fang Zhiyi hung up the phone, turned off the lights, and quickly fell asleep.

The next day he woke up early, called his brother to confirm the time, and then drove out, intending to move those things back to the villa for decoration.

In fact, because of his falling out with his family, he has not been home for a long time and has not contacted his parents. When he came back so suddenly, it was still because of taking things, and he was still a little uneasy.

After driving the car into the gate, Fang Zhiyi got out of the car and walked to the door of the house, reaching out and knocking.

It was his brother who opened the door, Fang Zhiyi touched his nose: "Are parents there?"

"You still know how to ask this?" Fang Minxing snorted, "Come in, Mom and Dad are not at home."

"Did you put the things in my room?" Fang Zhiyi asked as he walked upstairs, but just as he walked up the stairs, someone grabbed his hand and pressed him against the wall.

Fang Zhiyi: "...???"

Fang Minxing walked over a few steps: "Be gentle."

Fang Zhiyi: "??????"

Fang Minxing picked up the phone and shook it in front of him: "I looked at the paparazzi's revelations, you privately met rich people, the second one was about me, and the first one was about who?"

Fang Zhiyi was silent for a moment, and explained: "It's our president, just... talking about work."

"I believe you are the only ghost." Fang Minxing sneered, and directed the other people next to him: "Change the clothes for him, and make another look."

Fang Zhiyi had some ominous premonition: "What are you going to do?"

Fang Minxing straightened his neckline: "Originally, part of the family's shares should have been distributed to you after you graduated from university, but because of all the things you have done, it has been delayed. Today I will take you to I went to the company and completed the formalities."

Fang Zhiyi put a question mark on his head: "Then you bring the document and I sign it, it's over, you are..."

"Fang Zhiyi." Fang Minxing's voice was gentle and gentle, "I'm going to hold a press conference today and personally take off your brat's vest, do you understand?"

Fang Zhiyi listened to his brother's first swearing in his life, with a dazed expression on his face, before he could react, he was dragged into the next room by the group of people.

After all, he is a professional, and after a while, Zhiyi was tied up by the glamorous...

Fang Minxing looked him up and down, nodded in satisfaction, and directed the others to drag him into the car.

Fang Zhiyi: "I..." Fang Minxing turned his head and left.

Fang Zhiyi: "..." Please give me a chance to speak!

Fang Zhiyi was pressed in the back seat of the car, with a bodyguard on the left and one on the right.Fang Minxing sat in the front co-pilot seat, saw that he was not moving, and said, "Get off at the company gate in a moment, you go in with me, sign the documents first, and then hold a meeting in the conference room." A small press conference." Then he said softly, "This is our company anyway, and my parents are still on vacation, so you won't make trouble in public, will you?"

Fang Zhiyi: "..." I hate it!

Soon after arriving at the company, Fang Minxing asked the people behind to let him go, and helped him out of the car.

There were not many people at the door, so Fang Minxing dragged Fang Zhiyi into the company building, went straight up to the eighth floor, took the documents for him to sign, and then took the documents and dragged him to the meeting room.Even if Fang Zhiyi wanted to run away at this moment, he would be powerless.

Although it was a small press conference, all the media/media with a certain degree of authority were invited. Sitting on the stage with his elder brother, Fang Zhiyi felt that his face was going to freeze with laughter.

Most of the questions asked by the reporters below were scripts written in advance. The atmosphere was friendly and peaceful on the surface, and the air was full of joy.

Towards the end, a male reporter stood up and asked, "Mr. Fang, as far as I know, your younger brother seems to be an artist in Sheng'an Media. How will this matter be handled in the future?"

Fang Minxing smiled: "This is because he was young and ignorant at the time. The subsequent handling of this matter still needs to be discussed."

"Then are you going to break the contract or let him continue his work as an artist?"

Fang Zhiyi stood up and said, "I believe my brother will respect my choice."

After the press conference, Fang Minxing's face was as black as the bottom of a pot: "What are you talking about? If you say that, if you want to break the contract, it means you don't follow the rules; if you don't break the contract, you have to work in your company again." Stay here for four years..."

"I'm not going to say it, let you say it?" Fang Zhiyi smiled, "This is my own fault, and of course I have to take the blame."

Fang Minxing patted down the table: "Obviously, I have been interrogated so many times before entering the arena..." Then he turned to Fang Zhiyi, hating iron for being weak: "You can't get past it first and return your choice, you..."

"Okay." Fang Zhiyi went over and patted him on the shoulder, "I know you're doing it for my own good too. I'll take care of it."

"It's fine if you know it." Fang Minxing let out a long breath, "Okay, go home and take away those boxes of yours."

Fang Zhiyi nodded, and the two walked out side by side.

Fang Zhiyi looked calm on the surface until he got in his elder brother's car, but in fact he was flustered.He pretended to be casual and asked, "When will that press release be sent out?"

"About noon." Fang Minxing glanced at his watch, "They have written almost all the manuscripts in advance, and they can post them when they go back."

"Okay." Fang Zhiyi lowered his head and took out his phone, trying to save himself.

"Honey, I didn't hide my identity from you on purpose! QAQ"

Fang Minxing saw him typing furiously over there, and turned his head curiously: "What are you doing?"

Fang Zhiyi looked calm: "Tell me about the company's publicity work."

Then he lowered his head and continued to type frantically: "I haven't delivered those dolls to you yet, do you think when is the right time for us to meet?"

"Look at my previous proposal, how did you think about it?"

Fang Zhiyi was thinking crazily, and couldn't think of any other sentences that could be used to coax people.After all, he just lost his vest without getting anything, Sheng will not suspect that he is an undercover agent sent by his family and say otherwise.

He was still only concerned about hurting the spring and the autumn because of this matter, and then received a call from his manager: "Fang Zhiyi, what's wrong with you, don't you really find a financial backer!!!"

Fang Zhiyi was at a loss for a while, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The manager was angry: "Go to Weibo and take a look."

Fang Zhiyi opened Weibo apprehensively. It was that paparazzi again. This time, he released a high-definition big picture, but everyone except him was mosaiced out.

Fang Zhiyi: "..."

Fang Zhiyi stretched out his hand and clicked on the comment section, and there were still many comments lamenting that he was able to create pictures.

Fang Zhiyi: "..."

Fang Zhiyi looked up at Fang Minxing in front of him, and decided not to tell him yet.

After a while, someone below judged the approximate location based on the surrounding environment, and picked up his company again.That's when someone started to feel something was wrong.

"Wait, Fang Minxing, Fang Zhiyi...Aren't these two brothers?"

"Master, please wake up, how many artists have changed their names when they enter the circle, maybe this is what the sponsor gave them?"

"Wow, if it's a brother, bone/ke is kind of delicious..."

"Elite president Gong x ignorant newcomers, will anyone eat them?"

"Looking at his face, it seems that this newcomer is more aggressive..."

Fang Zhiyi: "..." After all, he and his brother follow their father and mother, so they are not very like two brothers.

He quit Weibo, logged on to WeChat, and sent a message to his agent: "No...it's not a nurturing, anyway, it's not easy to explain..."

The agent replied to his voice, but he didn't wear earphones, so he simply transferred the text: "What happened to the bodyguards next to you? Are you kidnapped?"

Fang Zhiyi: "..." You may not believe it, but I was really hijacked!

Then Fang Zhiyi began to worry about whether Sheng Chang'an would see this and think that he was in two boats, and immediately sent a message to show his loyalty: "Baby, I don't have a financial backer except you, QAQ"

After posting, I felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the sentence I posted... Why is it so like eating soft rice!

Now that he finally returned home, Fang Zhiyi got out of the car, went back to his room, moved the few boxes of things into the car he drove, and drove back to the villa.

In any case, let's finish arranging the things you plan to arrange first.

He put down his phone here and ignored the things on the Internet. At noon, Weibo exploded again.

I saw that several major media/media published articles almost at the same time, and accompanied them with a video, explaining that this morning, the young master of the Fang Group family officially obtained his own complete share ownership.

And also Aite Fang Zhiyi.

Netizens are at a loss again.

"So this is an inspirational story about a young master running away from home and trying to work hard on his own?"

"What kind of benefactor does this family need! See you after the melon fell!"

"Why are the death scenes in the media so beautiful? I'm so sour"

"That's why he was the one who played the role of the president in the sand sculpture online drama so well, right?"

"Speaking of which, why hasn't that web drama been aired yet? I want to watch it"

The agent was also at a loss.

She began to poke Fang Zhiyi crazily on WeChat: "Your family is still running out to suffer!"

"Hello? Is the young master there?"

"Look at your agent who has been working hard for the past two days?"

But Fang Zhiyi didn't know anything about the ups and downs on the Internet, he was still struggling to move those boxes into the villa by himself, and planned to classify these things and put them in glass cabinets.

If you admit your mistakes with a good attitude, you can at least strive for a leniency, right?Fang Zhiyi opened the carton, looked at the cute little dolls inside, and sighed.