Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

Coincidentally, when Tong Xiyuan and his friends bought their tickets and went up, they unexpectedly discovered that there were very few tourists this time.

Two people sat on one side of the big turntable, and with the operation of the staff, the entire turntable began to shake slowly.

At the beginning, the turntable had a small slope, and Tong Xiyuan could still stabilize his center of gravity by grabbing the edge behind him. However, as it shook again and again, the tilt became larger and larger, and Tong Xiyuan's hands gradually lost their grip.

"School brother!"

Finally, he screamed, lost control of his body and fell towards Fanhe.

There was a muffled sound.

Tong Xiyuan plunged into Fan He's arms. First, his nose hit the cold button on his clothes, and then his lips hit his collarbone. Tong Xiyuan was dizzy and only subconsciously grabbed Fan He's clothes, and still wanted to rely on his willpower to sit back up.

The next second, a big hand pressed on the back of Tong Xiyuan's head.

Fan He leaned close to Tong Xiyuan's ear with a smile on his face, and whispered, "Yuanyuan, I'm scared."

Tong Xiyuan had no choice but to loosen his hands that were supporting his body, and patted Fan He's back comfortingly, and whispered in his arms: "Don't be afraid, brother, I will protect you."

Fan He chuckled, "Yeah."

What followed was a swaying left and right movement like an earth-shaking earthquake. During the ten-minute game, Tong Xiyuan was held tightly in Fan He's arms for half of the time.

In contrast, several other tourists were rolling left and right on the big turntable, having a very miserable time.

Finally, the turntable gradually returned to stability and finally stopped working.

The staff opened the exit, "Okay, next one."

Afterwards, Tong Xiyuan was taken by Fan He to experience several thrilling games.

"Senior, take a break." Tong Xiyuan had a bitter face and felt dizzy. He no longer had the excitement and anticipation he had when he first arrived.

Fan He looked at him, "You said you would accompany me."

"Yes, but," Tong Xiyuan pressed his deflated stomach, "can we eat first?"

His breakfast had been completely digested.

Vanhe says okay.

Tong Xiyuan suddenly stopped feeling dizzy and pulled his hand to run somewhere else, "Then let's go try the nitrogen ice cream."

Fan He glanced at him and said, "Aren't we going to have dinner?"

My little brother really loves this industrial saccharin too much.

Tong Xiyuan had already brought him to the ice cream stand and muttered, "An appetizer."

He looked at the large box of ice cream in front of him, wondering if it was really filled with nitrogen.

I don't know what the difference is between nitrogen ice cream and regular ice cream.

Tong Xiyuan thought about it and asked Fan He what flavor he wanted.

Fan He didn't seem to be about to lie on the box, but kept a distance of one meter from the entire ice cream stand. Hearing this, he turned sideways to Tong Xiyuan and shook his head, indicating that he didn't want to eat it.

Tong Xiyuan had no choice but to buy one. He said to the boss who was wearing a hat and playing with his phone, "Boss, can I have all four flavors together?"

The boss probably hadn't heard of such an excessive request before. He looked up with amusement and said, "A ball is only this big. You can't put four together. You are quite a - uh, Xiao Yuan?"

Tong Xiyuan was also stunned. He looked at the familiar person in front of him and asked, "Brother? Why are you here?"

Who would have thought that the person selling ice cream in the amusement park on a normal weekday would be Brother Tong.

Tong Xiyuan was at a loss for words. His brother wanted to be a big boss, so did he have any social tasks that he had to fulfill?

really weird.

Brother Tong never expected that his own brother would see him in such a miserable state. He laughed dryly and quickly thought of an excuse, "Oh, this is a new product launched by our company. I am here to do market research."

Tong Xiyuan was just about to say "So that's what's going on" when he saw Fan He, who had been keeping his distance just now, walking towards him.

He mercilessly exposed Brother Tong, "This kind of ice cream stand using nitrogen as a gimmick has existed for five years."

Tong Xiyuan turned his head to look at him, "Really?"

Fan He nodded under Brother Tong's gritted teeth gaze.

Tong Xiyuan looked at Brother Tong again and said worriedly, "Brother, if this is the case, the competitiveness of your company's new products will be too weak."

Brother Tong touched the back of his head and said, "Ah, yes, that's right... I'll hold a meeting when I get back and ask them to develop something new."

Fan He added: "Isn't Yuanhai Company a company that researches medical devices?"

As early as when he moved into Tong Xiyuan's house, Fan He had secretly found out the social relationships of all the members of the Tong family, so he knew everything about Brother Tong's small company.

Tong Xiyuan looked at him in surprise, wanting to ask, "Brother, how do you know so much?" He didn't even know what specific job Brother Tong was doing.

But on second thought, it doesn’t seem strange that my senior brother, who is so powerful and remarkable, knows these things.

So Tong Xiyuan took back the topic and said to Brother Tong: "Brother, why are you selling ice cream?"

Since it is a medical device company, it certainly has nothing to do with ice cream.

For some reason, Tong Xiyuan suddenly thought of the last time when Tong's mother had her birthday and his elder brother Tong dragged him to look for the certificate in the middle of the night.

An idea suddenly came to Tong Xiyuan, who quickly grabbed Brother Tong's arm and asked anxiously, "Brother, have you sold the car?"

Brother Tong was still trying to hide it, "Didn't I tell you that I was going to buy a new one for Mom?"

"No," Tong Xiyuan probably guessed, "You're selling cars and setting up stalls, which is completely different from when we were doing business every day. Brother, are you short of money?"

Brother Tong sighed in an extremely exaggerated manner, "I'm short of money? When has your brother ever been short of money? Oh, I can't explain it to you clearly. You're just a kid, so don't ask. Come, have some ice cream."

Tong Xiyuan glared at him fiercely, took the ice cream and said, "If you don't tell me, I'll tell mom."

"You dare?" Brother Tong stretched out his hand, "You little bastard, give me back my ice cream."

Tong Xiyuan refused to give it to him. He ate the ball in just a few bites.

Tong Xiyuan shivered from the cold after eating the ice cream. He said stubbornly, "Tell me what's wrong with you, or else..."

He looked around, his eyes fell on Brother Tong's small refrigerator, and said firmly: "Otherwise I will eat all your ice cream today!"

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings became much quieter.

Fan He covered his lips and smiled, the little brother was as silly and cute as ever.

Brother Tong looked at his silly brother in disbelief and opened the refrigerator. "Come on, eat. If you don't have diarrhea, I lose."

Tong Xiyuan: “…”

Really

Throw away the vine!

He closed the refrigerator with his jaw set, and said flexibly, "Brother, just tell me. I'm worried about you, too."