Foodies can't be broken

Fu Shanhai's home is not far from the company, and the two had dinner near the company and arrived home soon.

At first, Jiang Heyi was still looking forward to what the big boss' parents would look like, but he was shocked when he opened the door.

The eyes are full of red, mahogany furniture, carved screens, wooden tea tables, calligraphy and paintings...

If it weren't for the modern electrical appliances at home, Jiang He would have thought that he had traveled through time.

The uncomfortable feelings before are gone, and now I am more shocked... Boss, why is the house so... Chinese retro?

It's like a museum exhibition hall.

Fu Shanhai didn't notice Jiang He's shocked face, and he was still putting his luggage into the room very naturally.

"This room is usually cleaned, it is very clean, you can live in it directly."

"I will go back to the company to work overtime in a while, and you can rest at home. I will ask Zhou Xia for a copy of the script again."

Speaking of this, Fu Shanhai looked at the script in Jiang He's hand with a bit of distress.

It was so dirty, Jiang He didn't want to throw it away, and kept holding it tightly, as if it was a treasure.

However, what Jiang He cherished so much, Sun Jianshe's family just ruined it like this.

The gloomy emotion in Fu Shanhai's eyes never subsided.

He will make that family pay the price.

……

Fu Shanhai was still worried when he left, staring at Jiang He to wash and go to bed, and fearing that he would be cold, he adjusted the air conditioner in the room to be warm enough, and then walked out of the guest room.

When the door was closed, he looked back at Jiang He again. Jiang He was a small one, curled up on the large and gorgeous mahogany bed, barely occupying one-fifth of the bed, but looked a little pitiful.

At that moment, his breathing was a little stagnant.

Gently closing the door of the room, Fu Shanhai rushed directly to the company, and at the same time called the management of the security department.

"The family should come again tomorrow, just do as I said."

……

The next day, Sun Jianshe's family came to look for her again.

This time the security guard at the gate didn't let them in, but only told them to make an appointment first, saying that Jiang He had a schedule today and didn't have time to meet anyone.

Sun Jianshe jumped at the door for a long time and scolded the security guard again, but the security guard's aura did not drop at all. Instead, he kept staring at Sun Jianshe coldly, so that he did not dare to continue, so he had to go back first.

Day three, day four...every day.

The patience and hope of Sun Jianshe and Wang Aimei had been exhausted by the long wait. Just as they were about to make a fuss, Shanhai Xingguang suddenly called and told them that Jiang He had not announced tomorrow and could see them tomorrow.

……

In the dormitory, Jiang He sat on the sofa with his legs curled up, resting his head on his knees, watching TV quietly.

The previous sofa cushion was dirty, Jiang He stayed at Fu Shanhai's house for one night that day, but the next day he couldn't stay anymore, and had to go back to the company, and the sofa cushion in the dormitory didn't even have time to replace it with a new one.

Fu Shanhai simply asked someone to change to a bigger and more comfortable sofa. When Jiang He entered the door, he thought for a moment that he had made a mistake.

He nestled on the sofa and watched Zhou Xia's movie for a while, then turned to look at Fu Shanhai.

"Are they coming soon?"

After a few days of cleansing, Jiang He was able to calm down and memorize the script. This morning Fu Shanhai suddenly said that Sun Jianshe and the others would come this afternoon, and he was instantly unhappy.

Fu Shanhai saw Jiang He's emotions in his eyes, but he didn't show his distress. He just stroked Jiang He's hair gently: "Don't worry, I won't stay for too long, I'm here."

Jiang He shrank back, looking sleepy.

Fu Shanhai asked him again: "By the way, you won't object to me doing this?"

Jiang He raised his head, a little puzzled: "Why would I object?"

Fu Shanhai smiled: "I'm worried that you will think I've gone too far."

Jiang He shook his head: "I just don't want to see them, it doesn't mean that these things can be left alone."

Jiang He raised his head, with a firm light in his eyes: "If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price. I understand this truth, and I hope they can understand it too."

Fu Shanhai couldn't help but patted Jiang He's head again: "Yes, some people, after a long delay, will become more at ease. They owe you too much, and it's time to pay them back."

Fu Shanhai glanced at his watch, then got up, went to the cloakroom to get a suit of clothes and handed them to Jiang He.

"Let's change clothes."

Jiang He was taken aback: "Why do you need to change clothes?"

Fu Shanhai looked at Jiang He's unattractive, even cute Pikachu home clothes, and couldn't help chuckling: "Because you are... so cute now, I don't want them to see you like this. "

Jiang He's momentum accumulated for a long time was suddenly wiped out by Fu Shanhai. He silently glanced at him and took the clothes: "...Okay, just change it."

……

Five minutes later, Jiang He came out of the bedroom, dressed in a new look, his eyes lit up.

The outfit Fu Shanhai chose was as gorgeous as a stage costume. The denim jacket decorated with rivets and sequins, and the straight-leg trousers were cut just right, which perfectly set off Jiang He’s long and straight legs. The collar of the shirt inside was It was half open, revealing a beautiful and delicate collarbone.

This kind of Jiang He is no longer the approachable boy next door as before. He has a starlight on his body, which makes people unable to look away just by looking at him.

Fu Shanhai took out something from his arms and carefully clasped it on Jiang He's wrist.

"This is for you."

Jiang He looked down and saw that it was the rose-gold watch, which Songze said had a market price of more than 20 yuan.

He was taken aback, and wanted to say something, but Fu Shanhai had already forcefully stopped him: "It's just a small benefit for my artist, don't refuse."

Jiang He blinked twice, looked at him, then looked at the watch, and said: "...Thank you, it looks very good."

Fu Shanhai, whose aesthetics has been affirmed, can't hide the smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, after arming, just wait for those fools to come."

Hearing Fu Shanhai calling Sun Jianshe so, Jiang He glanced at him, but did not refute.

……

Ten minutes later, Fu Shanhai's phone rang.

He picked it up and said calmly, "Well, let them come up."

Jiang He sat up straight on the sofa, staring at the door expressionlessly.

"Ding dong!"

Doorbell rang.

Fu Shanhai got up, walked over and opened the door.

Sun Jianshe was suffocated, but they waited for three or four days in vain, and the hotel room fee alone cost one thousand.

Now that he finally saw someone, Sun Jianshe was about to say something to him with a dark face, but when he turned around, he saw a tall man who opened the door.

Just from the imposing manner of the man and the suit he was wearing, Sun Jianshe intuitively felt that this man's identity was not simple.

"Hello," Fu Shanhai said in a cold tone, "I am the CEO of Shanhai Starlight, Fu Shanhai."

Standing behind Sun Jianshe, Wang Aimei was shocked when she heard his identity.

The big boss of Shanhai Xingguang, why is he here?

Fu Shanhai opened the door: "You are Jiang He's relatives, I'm talking about the contract with Jiang He, come in."

……

Sun Jianshe glanced at Wang Aimei, feeling a little stage frighted for a moment, not knowing whether to enter or not.

Wang Aimei pushed him: "Why are you in a daze, go in."

She winked at Sun Jianshe, and the meaning was obvious: All the bosses of Shanhai Xingguang are here, are you afraid they won't get any money?

Sun Jianshe hesitated for a moment, but went in anyway.

Sun Hao walked at the back, a little impatient at first, but then seeing Fu Shanhai's appearance, he stared at him curiously for a few seconds.

Jiang He stood in the living room, quietly watching the family enter the door.

"Uncle, aunt."

……

Hearing Jiang He's voice, Sun Jianshe smiled and turned his head to look over, but was taken aback for a second.

Jiang He's appearance was very different from the last time I saw him. Last time he was dressed in home clothes and his hair was a little messy.

Now Jiang He is dressed in shiny clothes, the kind of good-looking who can go to filming TV dramas at any time, even those who are used to Jiang He's appearance are a little surprised.

It was also at this time that they finally realized that Jiang He was really a big star now, not that kid who was allowed to be bullied by them.

……

The three of them sat on the sofa in the living room a little cautiously, and glanced at the sofa in unison.

The sofa was not like this last time, and it was replaced with a new sofa so quickly. Shanhai Xingguang is really rich.

Fu Shanhai poured a glass of water for the three of them and put it in front of them very politely.

"Come to Jiang He, what's the matter?"

Wang Aimei hurriedly got up to take the cup, with a look of surprise on her face: "Thank you, Boss Fu, you are too kind."

"We... have nothing to do. We just came to see my nephew. He has worked hard in City A alone. As elders, we should come and take care of him."

"Oh..." Fu Shanhai said meaningfully, "I heard that you used to take good care of Jiang He."

Sun Jianshe also smiled: "Jiang He was raised by us. He was very good when he was young."

Fu Shanhai smiled and said: "I heard from Jiang He that he lived in his own home when he was a child, and the child can't cook. Do you deliver meals to him every day?"

The two people who asked this question were taken aback.

Wang Aimei was a little embarrassed: "How could it be, Jiang He... usually go to school, eat at school, the school has a cafeteria."

"What about the weekend? Are you going to cook for him?"

"..." Wang Aimei coughed, "On weekends...Jiang He occasionally comes to our house for dinner."

"That's it," Fu Shanhai nodded, "As Jiang He's guardians, the money left by his parents is also for you to keep temporarily, right?"

Sun Jianshe was a little impatient: "Keeping it? No, Jiang He's parents didn't leave much money, and Jiang He needs money to go to school..."

Fu Shanhai interrupted him: "Nine years of compulsory education, high school scholarships, eating at school, and basically wearing school uniforms."

He didn't rush, and asked calmly and sharply: "It's all saved like this, where is your money spent?"

……

Wang Aimei's face turned pale. She didn't expect Fu Shanhai to know such details, even Jiang He's previous life.

Sun Jianshe was also a little uneasy: "... Boss Fu, you don't know that children spend money in many places, and sometimes the money is gone without knowing where it is spent. Our family Xiaohao spent a week without pocket money. It's more than 100..."

Fu Shanhai's face turned cold a little bit: "Really? I heard that Jiang He's grades are much better than Sun Hao's. Do you also give more pocket money than Sun Hao?"

...The living room fell silent for an instant.

Sun Hao was suddenly mentioned, with a face of reluctance, he sat down irritably to the side.

Fu Shanhai noticed him and smiled: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say you. Are you bored? There are some figures in the room over there, you can go and have a look."

He casually pointed to the next room, Sun Hao heard the "figure" eyes light up, got up and walked over there.

Sun Jianshe was still thinking of excuses for the embarrassment just now. They rarely gave Jiang He any money, let alone answered Fu Shanhai's questions.

But Fu Shanhai didn't continue to ask, but changed the topic to a new one.

"By the way, I still want to ask, Jiang He is so smart, and he did well in the college entrance examination, why didn't he go to university?"

Jiang He has been very quiet since Sun Jianshe came in. It was not until Fu Shanhai mentioned this topic that his expression finally relaxed a little.

A few drops of sweat dripped down Sun Jianshe's forehead: "This... money was tight at the time, Jiang He and Sun Hao graduated from high school in the same year, and we had to pay two tuition fees..."

"Ah, I remembered. I heard that Sun Hao went to a junior college, didn't he?" Fu Shanhai thought seriously, "The tuition fee is... [-] yuan a year?"

Surprised, Sun Jianshe suddenly raised his head to look at Fu Shanhai, but met his sharp and indifferent gaze, and immediately sweated even more.

Fu Shanhai was still smiling, but there was no smile in his words: "Since I can pay Sun Hao's tuition fee of [-] yuan, why can't I pay Jiang He's tuition fee? I'm really surprised, please explain it?"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Wang Aimei smoothed things over: "Oh! Boss Fu, you don't know, this matter is also our fault. We lost Jiang He's notice at the time, and the family was desperate for Xiaohao's tuition. There's no other way."

"Actually, we also thought about it. We have to send Jiang He to college even if we sell everything. Who knows that Jiang He is a sensible kid, so he couldn't say it. We packed our bags and came to City A, but we didn't insist..."

As she spoke, she looked at Jiang He apologetically: "It's my fault, I didn't let the child go to college... Fortunately, he is famous now and earns a lot of money. We are very happy. If Jiang He goes to college, Definitely not making money now!"

Fu Shanhai said coldly: "You can debut whenever you want. With Jiang He's qualifications, even if he only entered the entertainment circle at the age of 30, he will still be popular."

He looked at Wang Aimei with burning eyes: "But once you miss your education, you will never have the chance to make up for your first education."

……

Jiang He's face suddenly turned pale, and he slowly clenched his hands.

Seeing his reaction from the corner of his eye, Fu Shanhai was startled, realizing that he was only talking and forgot that Jiang He was still listening.

He quietly reached out, and gently shook Jiang He's hand at an angle that the other two could not see, and then his heart ached.

Why do you squeeze your hands so tightly, doesn't it hurt?

……

Almost every sentence of Wang Aimei was strongly refuted by Fu Shanhai, and she felt that her words were full of loopholes, and finally her face turned pale, and she closed her mouth in silence.

Sun Jianshe thought for a long time, took a deep breath, and said: "Boss Fu, we did make mistakes in the past, and we all know it, but now Jiang He is doing well, and we are really happy for him."

Fu Shanhai looked at him quietly, waiting for him to say the following.

Sun Jianshe gritted his teeth, met Fu Shanhai's gaze, and said, "But...we really have nothing to do. The family is getting more and more difficult, and the business is losing money. To be honest, I don't know Xiaohao's tuition fees for the next semester. Where are you going to get it?"

Fu Shanhai had a look of surprise on his face: "It's so difficult..."

I don't know why, but from his regretful tone, the two of them could hear a kind of joy.

Sun Jianshe continued to intercede: "Boss Fu, you are a big company, and the money you earn every day is beyond our imagination. I just hope you can persuade Jiang He to help us this time, just this time, and we will not do it in the future." I will bother him again, and I will never tell outsiders about our relationship with Jiang He, really..."

Fu Shanhai raised his eyebrows a little unexpectedly, and actually knew to use their relationship with Jiang He to quietly threaten him.

Yes, be smart.

Fu Shanhai looked like he was thinking about it, which made Wang Aimei see some hope: "Boss Fu, this money is really nothing to you. Jiang He should also earn a lot of money now. We don't need more, just 100 million. We'll figure out the rest by ourselves."

...and actually went to a fraction by himself?

Fu Shanhai looked at Wang Aimei with a bit of sarcasm in his eyes, and said with a smile, "I understand your plight, but after all, it's Jiang He's money, and I can't make decisions for him."

"So..." Fu Shanhai turned his head and looked at Jiang He, his gaze instantly became gentle, "Jiang He, do you want to borrow it?"

The room fell silent instantly, and both of them stared at Jiang He closely, waiting for his response.

Jiang He kept his head down, but now he raised it up and glanced at Fu Shanhai, his eyes were moist.

Fu Shanhai immediately felt distressed, regretting that he shouldn't let Jiang He express his opinion.

Unexpectedly, Jiang He shook his head decisively and without hesitation just by looking at him.

……

Both Sun Jianshe and Wang Aimei's eyes widened in disbelief.

They didn't expect that Jiang He was still unwilling to borrow, even when the company boss was around.

Fu Shanhai smiled encouragingly at Jiang He, turned his head randomly, and looked regretfully: "He doesn't want to, so there's no way, you two, please go back."

...You actually want them to leave like that? !

Sun Jianshe stood up abruptly and stared at Jiang He.

"Jiang He! You..."

Before he could speak, Fu Shanhai also stood up, took two steps in front of Sun Jianshe, and his voice sank: "What are you?"

……

The aura around him was fierce and frightening, and just this approaching action made Sun Jianshe's hairs stand on end in an instant, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Wang Aimei was also taken aback, and immediately tugged at Sun Jianshe's sleeve: "...Forget it, don't, don't make noise..."

The two looked at each other, unwilling but helpless, they could only get up and walk out honestly.

Sun Hao also came out of the house. He heard the conversation outside, glared at Jiang He, and followed the couple.

……

……

The living room returned to silence.

Fu Shan went to the door, turned back, poured out the water in the three cups on the coffee table, and then threw the cups into the trash can with a light flip.

The crisp cracking sound brought Jiang He back to his senses. He looked up at Fu Shanhai with a slightly dazed expression.

"Are they... gone?"

Fu Shanhai couldn't bear it for a long time, walked over with big strides, sat down beside Jiang He, carefully wrapped Jiang He into his arms, patted his back lightly, his voice was a little trembling: "...I'm sorry, let you It's hard, they're gone."

Jiang He asked: "...will you come again?"

Fu Shanhai let go of Jiang He and looked at him fixedly: "Do you still want them to come?"

Jiang He shook his head.

Fu Shanhai smiled: "Then it won't."

Fu Shanhai was calm just now, but now he suddenly became very happy.

"Wait for me," Fu Shanhai said, getting up and going to Jiang He's cloakroom.

When he came out again, the smile on his face deepened.

He loosened his tie with one hand, and picked up the vibrating cell phone in his pocket with the other.

"...Well, I took it away."

……

Fu Shanhai glanced at Jiang He, who was still in a daze, and finally a mocking and cruel expression that he had endured for a long time appeared in his eyes.

"Then call the police."