There aren't many dedicated stand-ins like me.

Faced with Fu Ran's question, Mr. Han did not answer immediately, but proved with practical actions that he did not come to accompany Fu Ran on purpose.

Fu Ran looked at Mr. Han who turned around and released him to the toilet, and stood there speechless for a long time.

What the hell is this fairy old man, who still plays like this!

Mr. Han pulled up his trousers and turned around, "Why, finished washing?"

Yes, he was convinced.

Fu Ran made a gesture of clasping his fists, "Brother, wash your hands, and the little one is waiting for you outside!"

Watching Fu Ran go out, Mr. Han lowered his eyes and washed his hands silently. The water flowing in the palm of his hand felt very comfortable, but he couldn't grasp it like sand.

Fu Ran waited less than a minute for Mr. Han to come out. He looked down at his clothes, "Mr. Han, do I want to change my clothes before going to that building with you?"

Mr. Han said, "Well, so let's go to the mall first."

"Oke Oke." This means that he has free new clothes again, which is great to hear.

The driver was still Assistant Liu, Fu Ran was full of curiosity in his small head.

"Assistant Liu, do you have any private time?"

Assistant Liu glanced at Furan through the rearview mirror, and replied, "I can't be idle, so I might as well serve the president."

He showed a very false smile, "Hahaha, you are too dedicated, and your dedication is really admirable."

"Award."

He shrugged his shoulders and looked away. At this time, the sky was getting dark, with traffic and neon lights flashing.The bustling city will never stop its operation because of the darkness, the world belonging to the night has just begun.

He looked out the window and suddenly sighed.

Mr. Han asked him, "Why are you sighing?"

"I just think I'm too miserable."

??

Fu Ran touched his stomach, "I seem to have not eaten for almost a day."

Mr. Han has been in meetings for a century, and he can't run around by himself, isn't it just because he was hungry all day?

For a CEO like Mr. Han who manages a lot of things every day, sometimes it is common for him to skip a meal or two when he is busy, so he really didn't remember that Fu Ran was still hungry.

Mr. Han did this wrong, he admitted, "Sorry."

Fu Ran vicissitudes waved his hand: "Forget it, which one of us is with whom, can I still blame you for this? You can give me 300 yuan in compensation."

Fu Ran took a peek at Mr. Han's face, and changed his words: "I'm just kidding, didn't we go to that building for an appointment? We'll get there early after we change our clothes, and I'll grab something to eat there."

Mr. Han finally asked the question that had been buried in his heart for a long time, and pinched his eyebrows, "Is money so important to you?"

Good question.

Fu Ran gave Mr. Han a thumbs-up in his heart, and then explained seriously: "The important thing is, Mr. Han, you were born into a rich family. I don't know, we poor households have to be careful about everything, and we have to shop around for the next restaurant to find out which one is better." Cheap, I rely on scholarships for my studies. When I was a child, I used to pick up plastic bottles to sell for money. My mother suffered from illness and often fell ill. Her salary can only barely buy medicine. Why did I sign the contract with you so simply? Is it because I have suffered enough from being poor, and I really can’t afford to pay for my mother’s medical expenses in the short term.”

Speaking of this, Fu Ran was very calm in his heart. He had never felt inferior because his life was not rich. His mother had already worked very hard. I heard that his grandparents firmly opposed Ms. Fu being with that person. People were coaxed into a mess, and it was the era of pursuing freedom in love at that time, so Ms. Fu just ignored her marriage, even if the price was to sever ties with her parents.

So, even if Ms. Fu divorced that person and fell into a difficult situation of a woman with a four-year-old child alone and helpless, she would not be ashamed to go back and seek refuge with her parents. Ms. Fu didn't mind telling him about her grandparents. Now I don't know where my grandpa and grandma are and whether they are healthy.

Oh, sorry.

There was a short silence in the small space, the scenery outside the car window flew by quickly, and lights came in from time to time, Mr. Han said slowly: "I understand."

Fu Ran approached Mr. Han and changed the subject: "Then can we drive faster, I'm really going to starve to death."

Mr. Han said to Assistant Liu, "Stop by the convenience store."

"Ok."

Fu Ran leaned his head on the back of the chair, "Don't you feel hungry?"

"Used to it."

It’s good to get used to God. He’s been raised as a canary for the past few months. He used to be too busy working part-time or too lazy to cook and hungry. He could accept a meal or two, but now he can’t, his stomach is growling. Endless, sick to the stomach.

The car stopped in front of a convenience store. Seeing that Assistant Liu was about to get out of the car, Fu Ran stopped him, "Don't go, I'll go by myself. You are driving and running errands. I always doubt that You're not human, and you're making me pissed off like this."

Assistant Liu pushed down his glasses, "This has not reached my limit."

"I beg you, don't refresh my understanding of human beings, it's too scary."

After speaking, Fu Ran opened the door and got out of the car, leaving Assistant Liu and Mr. Han in the car. One of them was thinking about his own life, and the other was thinking about Fu Ran's life.

Fu Ran was afraid that Mr. Han's car would be fined and deducted points for illegal parking, so he didn't dare to delay. He grabbed bread, snacks and drinks and stuffed them into the bag. He came out of the convenience store in less than 3 minutes.

Carrying two big bags in his hand, he stuffed them into the car.

"Hoo one by one" Fu Ran closed the car door and let out a long sigh of relief, "Let's drive, let's drive."

Assistant Liu restarted the car.

Fu Ran was so hungry that he tore open a bag of bread and started to gnaw, while gnawing, he freed his hands to twist the cap of the bottle.

Mr. Han snatched the drink from his hand and kindly unscrewed it for him.

"Thank you." Fu Ran's voice was vague, "Do you want to eat something to fill your belly?"

Mr. Han shook his head, "Forget it."

I?, If you like to eat or not, you deserve to suffer if you get stomach problems.

He complained in his heart, but he didn't stop talking, and several empty packaging bags appeared in a short while.

When he arrived at the shopping mall, he just stopped talking and hiccupped.

"Now I have the strength to accompany you to pretend."

Mr. Han chose to block Fu Ran and refused to answer.

The three got out of the car, and Mr. Han said to Fu Ran, "Come here."

Fu Ran trotted around from the other side of the car, "What's wrong?"

Mr. Han pursed his lips, frowned, and took out his handkerchief to help Fu Ran wipe the bread crumbs from the corners of his mouth.

Fu Ran cooperated with Mr. Han and raised his head halfway.

Ah, it's this coquettish handkerchief again. How did Mr. Han develop the habit of carrying handkerchiefs with him, a bit like an old cadre.

He obediently waited for Mr. Han to finish wiping, and then said a particularly disappointing sentence, "Before that, have you wiped anything else with this handkerchief?" Mr. Han said coolly, "You guessed it."

"I guess not, hehehehe"

Mr. Han lowered his head and glanced at his watch, "Go in and choose clothes."

"Oh."

Mr. Han led Fu Ran into a men's clothing store. The decoration of the store was good, and it looked high-end and high-end. Similarly, the clothes were not cheap.The salesperson with heavy makeup and long legs walked forward enthusiastically.

"Excuse me, gentlemen, who wants to see the clothes and what style do you want?"

Mr. Han glanced at Fu Ran, and Fu Ran took the initiative to stand up, "I, I need a suit that can be worn right away."

The salesperson showed a standard smile, "Okay, sir, this way please, I recommend you to look at the clothes in this area."

Fu Ran followed the salesman, Mr. Han followed behind, and Assistant Liu walked last.

The salesperson brought out three sets of formal suits with different colors and slightly different designs, "Your size is just right for these clothes. Whichever suit do you like, you can try it on at any time."

Before Fu Ran could speak, Mr. Han said aloud, "Try all three sets."

The gold master's father has spoken, what else can he do, wear it.

Fu Ran carried the clothes into the fitting room, feeling elated.

The three suits are dark blue, light white, and jet black.

Fu Ran put them on one by one to show Mr. Han, and Mr. Han made a final decision, "Wear the white one, and wrap up the other two."

The salesman laughed so hard that his make-up was almost gone, she just liked such a straightforward rich man, it didn't matter who he bought it for, whether he was a man or not, anyway, it had nothing to do with her.

"Okay, I'll wrap it up for you right now, come over here, sir, and I'll cut off the tag for you."

The salesperson's service attitude is quite good, and Fu Ran has a good impression of her and cooperates with her very much.

After cutting the tag, Fu Ran looked like a little prince in a fairy tale. He stood out with Mr. Han in a black suit.

He straightened his hair in front of the fitting mirror, "I think I'll be more handsome with my hair done."

Mr. Han grabbed Fu Ran's wrist and walked out, with few other expressions on his face, he said indifferently: "Next time I will be more handsome, I will be late."

"Oh."

The shopping mall is not far from Dream Building, only a 10-minute drive.After arriving at the place, Fu Ran closely followed Mr. Han's footsteps, imitating a man with a straight face, and entered the front hall of the building. Assistant Liu stepped forward to negotiate and identify himself, and a professionally trained waiter led them into the elevator, all the way up to the top floor.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Fu Ran wished he could draw his feet back. There were snakes under the transparent floor of Moma, colorful and different in thickness. In his eyes, it was like a group of demons dancing wildly.

If something happens and the floor collapses...

Hey, just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.

Fu Ran hated this thing, he grabbed Mr. Han, and whispered: "Brother, walk slowly."

Mr. Han stopped and waited for him, and gave reasonable advice: "If you are afraid, walk away from the side."

Fu Ran smiled and said: "I think there are quite a few people who are afraid, and the non-transparent area on the side is full of people."

Mr. Han was silent for a few seconds, and generously offered his arm, "Hold me."

As early as they got out of the elevator door, there were many people watching them. At this time, he couldn't help being hypocritical. He directly took Mr. Han's arm, and half of his body was close to Mr. Han. When Mr. Han took a step, he walked step.

After a while, he called softly, "Mr. Han."

"Ok?"

"Did you feel a very hot gaze cast on us?"

Mr. Han didn't take it seriously, "Too many."

It might be because he gnawed too much bread, Fu Ran licked his dry lower lip, "It's different, look at two o'clock, the lady's eyes seem to want to eat people."

Mr. Han raised his eyes and looked in the direction he said, with a flash of clarity in his eyes, "She is the daughter of my partner, and today is her birthday party."

"Well...do you know her?"

"Meeting once is not considered acquaintance."

"Well, this birthday party is quite interesting."

Fu Ran has already seen that the lady is interested in Mr. Han.

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