Foodies can't be broken

When Yu He was asked to investigate the situation of Jiang He's family last time, Fu Shanhai already knew that Jiang He's uncle had lost money in business, and in order to earn back, he risked lending the money to private lending institutions, hoping to pay high interest to pay back.

Unexpectedly, in the next few years, private lending institutions closed down one after another, and the company in which he invested a large amount of money also ran away with money, and he did not even get back the principal.

When Fu Shanhai heard the news, he just felt unhappy about the retribution. Since Sun Jianshe's family is not doing well, he will leave them alone.

But he underestimated how thick-skinned Sun Jianshe's family was, and he didn't expect them to come to Jiang He for money.

In other words, he always thought that even if they came, they would not be able to find out where Jiang He was.

Shanhai Xingguang has experienced a few incidents where illegitimate fans came in, and the security has been strengthened many times. Even the monitoring is all-round and there are no dead ends. Someone is on duty in the monitoring room 24 hours a day.

He counted all the possibilities, but he didn't. Sun Jianshe asked the security room to call Jiang He, and induced Jiang He to say "uncle".

This is almost a golden arrow. The security guards will not stop the relationship that Jiang He has personally admitted.

……

When he arrived at Jiang He's gate, another 10 minutes had passed.

Fu Shanhai was sweating all over his body, but Yu He's situation was similar, with sweat on his forehead, seeing Fu Shanhai was like seeing a savior.

"boss!"

"How is Jiang He?"

Yu He shook his head: "No matter how I knock on the door, he never responds."

Fu Shanhai frowned: "Is there any movement inside?"

Yu He shook his head silently again.

... Fu Shanhai's heart sank, he motioned him to avoid it first, walked to the door of the room by himself, and knocked on the door lightly twice.

There was really no sound inside.

Fu Shanhai said: "Jiang He, it's me, Fu Shanhai, I'm back."

……

After a while, there was a little response in the room.

"……How did you come?"

Fu Shanhai was overjoyed, and hurriedly said softly: "I'll come to see you. Have you eaten yet? I haven't. Let's go to eat, shall we?"

Jiang He seemed to be at the door, and said softly, "...I'm not hungry."

Fu Shanhai coaxed him patiently: "Then open the door, I brought you a cake from your favorite shop."

"……I do not want to eat."

Fu Shanhai said again: "What are you doing? Jiang He, can you open the door?"

"...I'm tired and I want to rest."

Fu Shanhai knocked on the door persistently, with unprecedented tenderness and patience in his voice: "You are right at the door, aren't you? Jiang He, can you open the door, I want to see you."

……

Zhang Qin, the head of the logistics department, came in a panic, holding a bunch of keys in his hand.

Yu He hurriedly came over and said to Fu Shanhai: "Boss, here is the key, we..."

"No," Fu Shanhai immediately rejected his idea of ​​opening the door, "Don't open the door."

"You guys go back first," Fu Shanhai said, "You are tired enough these two weeks, go back and rest, Zhang Qin, you go back too."

Yu He looked at him worriedly: "But Jiang He..."

"It's okay, with me here, nothing will happen." Fu Shanhai waved at Yu He and Zhang Qin, signaling them to leave.

The two looked at each other and left helplessly.

The hallway was quiet again.

Fu Shanhai said warmly: "Jiang He, they are all gone, and now I am the only one outside."

"I'm very sleepy. If you don't open the door, I can only sleep in the corridor."

"..." Jiang He's voice was muffled, "Go home and go to sleep."

"No, I want to see you today," Fu Shanhai said, "I'm right here, can you open the door?"

……

Seeming to be helpless to his persistence, Jiang He's door "clicked" slightly.

Fu Shanhai's eyes lit up, and he quickly pushed the door open.

Before Jiang He could fully open the door, he was startled by Fu Shanhai who rushed in suddenly, he couldn't stand still for a moment, and fell straight backward.

Fu Shanhai was startled, and immediately reached out to grab him, before Jiang He fell and hugged him directly.

……

Jiang He froze for a few seconds before reaching out to push Fu Shanhai's hand on his waist: "...I'm fine."

After Fu Shan closed the door, he first took a careful look at Jiang He.

Jiang He didn't seem to have any major problems, and the expression on his face was also very calm, but his eyes were red, and his long eyelashes were a little wet, as if he had just cried.

Fu Shanhai looked at him distressedly: "Did they bully you? Why are you crying?"

"...No," Jiang He lowered his head and wiped his face, "I didn't cry."

Fu Shanhai sighed, did not expose Jiang He's obvious lie, turned his head and looked around the room, frowning tightly.

The whole house is in a mess, and it looks like the masterpiece of that family.

"Did they rummage through your stuff?"

"I don't know," Jiang He lowered his eyes, neither looking at Fu Shanhai nor at the house, "I didn't pay attention."

Fu Shanhai saw Jiang Heyi's look of helplessness, and raised the small cake in his hand to Jiang He: "No, I bought it specially for you. The freshly baked red velvet cake is delicious and sweet. It's time for lunch." ?"

Jiang He was taken aback, looked at the box of small cakes, then looked up at Fu Shanhai.

Fu Shanhai's image is different from the glamorous image in the past, but a bit embarrassed.

The hair on his forehead was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead, his suit was also wrinkled, and there was a lot of dust on his shoes.

There are even dark circles under the eyes.

But he didn't look tired at all, his eyes were fixed on Jiang He, and what Jiang He saw from those eyes was full of care and worry.

Fu Shanhai seemed to have rushed back from a far away place.

The first thing I did when I came back was to see myself who was made sad and closed off by the bad relatives.

He even bought petits fours.

Jiang He suddenly thought that Fu Shanhai had just said outside the door that he hadn't eaten yet.

……

Jiang He's expression softened a little: "... I didn't eat it."

Fu Shanhai smiled: "Then I'll take you out to eat later, okay?"

He was afraid that Jiang He would refuse, so he stared at Jiang He closely, waiting for the next sentence at any time.

Unexpectedly, Jiang He just hesitated for a few seconds this time, then nodded.

Feeling a turning point in an instant, Fu Shanhai stuffed the small cake into Jiang He's hand, and pulled him to sit down.

Walking to the sofa, Fu Shanhai stopped abruptly.

The coffee table in front of the sofa was covered with messy melon seed skins and fruit pomace.

His face darkened, and he turned his head to look at the next few rooms.

The door of Jiang He's bedroom was closed, but the door of the cloakroom was ajar.

"Why is the cloakroom so messy?"

He took Jiang He to the cloakroom and asked him to see if there was anything missing.

Jiang Heyi didn't want to look at it at first, but Fu Shanhai insisted, so he squatted down and flipped through his jewelry box.

Both of them found that although the cloakroom was messy, the jewelry box was neat and tidy, as if no one had looked through it.

Looking at it this way, it looks even more suspicious.

Jiang He turned around roughly, and his pretty eyebrows frowned slightly: "It seems that something is really missing."

Almost all of his bracelets and necklaces were given by sponsors, and some were bought by Shanhai Xingguang. I don't know how many there are.

But one of his favorite star bracelets is missing, which he often wears, so I remember it.

Fu Shanhai's face turned cold: "Sure enough, Yu He just said that the young man seems to have something in his hand."

He asked Jiang He: "That bracelet is about 1 yuan, do you want to call the police?"

Jiang He was taken aback: "Call the police?"

Fu Shanhai nodded: "To put it bluntly, this kind of behavior is stealing. They can't just let them take it."

Jiang He shook his head: "...I don't want to see them again, and I don't want to have anything to do with them anymore. I'm going out to live tonight, and I'll come back when they leave."

Fu Shanhai immediately understood what Jiang He meant, and he wanted to avoid them.

Fu Shanhai sighed: "Jiang He, if you avoid them, they will come to you on their own initiative."

Jiang He turned his head away: "I'm not here, how can they find it?"

"...you forgot, you are no longer the amateur you used to be," Fu Shanhai said, "If they can't find you at that time, and instead call themselves your uncle at the company gate, then things will get worse ?”

"..." Jiang He was a little unbelievable by his description, "...Isn't it?"

"Why not," Fu Shanhai hypothesized very seriously, "Maybe they would pull up a banner saying 'Jiang He's nephew doesn't borrow money, and his poor relatives are in trouble in City A'..."

After imagining the scene, Jiang He finally had a bit of a dumbfounding expression on his face.

"Okay, I laughed," Fu Shanhai's eyes lit up, and he reached out to rub Jiang He's hair, "Aren't you sad?"

"..." Jiang He pursed his lips, "I'm really not sad or crying, I just..."

"I'm just disappointed."

Fu Shanhai's face returned to normal, and he looked at him with concern: "Jiang He, it's not worth it, for those people, it's not worth it."

"I know," Jiang He nodded, "Let's go out to eat, I don't want to stay here anymore."

He turned around to get his luggage bag. Fu Shanhai looked at it and was taken aback for a moment, pointing to the bag in Jiang He's hand: "What is that?"

"Luggage," Jiang He explained, "I booked a room at the hotel next door, and I will go out to stay at night."

Fu Shanhai frowned: "You don't need to go out to live. It's not clean outside. Don't worry. I've already told the security office. The security room downstairs has also been guarded by another person. They won't be able to come in in the future."

Jiang He shook his head: "I don't want to stay at home today, so let me go out for a day."

... Seeing Jiang He was very persistent, Fu Shanhai could only sigh: "Okay, you can go out, but don't stay in a hotel, go to my place."

Jiang He was taken aback: "... Where are you?"

Fu Shanhai said "hmm": "I have a lot of rooms in my house, enough for you to live in."

Jiang He didn't reply, and there was some hesitation in his eyes.

Fu Shanhai glanced at him, and said helplessly, "You are the only one who lives alone, and I have to work overtime at the company at night, okay?"

"..." Jiang He's focus immediately shifted, "Why are you working overtime again?"

He remembered that during the two weeks abroad, Fu Shanhai had been working overtime.

I finally came back, why are you still busy?

There was a little smile in Fu Shanhai's eyes: "Oh? Do you feel sorry for me?"

... Jiang He turned his face away, and went out with his luggage: "I'm hungry."

……

Fu Shanhai hurriedly followed, and while closing the door, he notified the logistics staff to come and clean Jiang He's room, removing all the unsightly garbage.

In the end, he took the initiative to take the luggage from Jiang He's hand.

"I said, with me here, you don't have to do anything."

As he spoke, he lifted the luggage bag and shook it easily twice.

"Why is there so little luggage?"

Then he took Jiang He into the elevator very easily all the way, and was ready to go out.

Jiang He glanced at him, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know whether to say it or not.

Fu Shanhai glanced at him: "What's the matter? If there is still something unhappy, tell me."

He hoped that he could bear all Jiang He's negative emotions, and he didn't want to see a sad and hesitant look on Jiang He's face.

……

"...It's not that you're unhappy," Jiang He pointed to the luggage in Fu Shanhai's hand, "That's right...you don't have to carry it..."

Fu Shanhai was slightly taken aback, and looked down at the bottom of the luggage in his hand.

Only then did I discover that there were two wheels under the luggage and a retractable handle on one side.

...it turned out to be a small suitcase.

Fu Shanhai was silent for a few seconds, and in Jiang He's eyes that wanted to laugh but couldn't, he changed his posture very calmly, and continued to walk out with the suitcase.

"I know, you have less luggage and it's easy to carry, so it's exercise."

"...",