Forced Marriage ABO

Kongmei's little novice made Fu Xinchen laugh.

Fu Xinchen couldn't laugh or cry and said: "My colleague will come over later, please don't call me 'Fu Benefactor' again."

"Hey, eh, yes, Fu Shi...ah, yes, benefactor." Kongmei looked embarrassed.

While Fu Xinchen was chatting with Kong Mei, Du Wanxing came with a team.Fu Xinchen said goodbye to Kongmei and chatted with the team.

Fu Xinchen is not Du Wanxing's direct subordinate, Du Wanxing asked Fu Xinchen to go to the temple to wait first, while Du Wanxing took two direct subordinates to pick up KOL Fengyan.

Fengyan is a well-known Internet celebrity. Fu Xinchen works in new media, and he has "admired Fengyan's name" for a long time. He has seen many beautiful pictures of Fengyan. McDonald's Hamburger - "Images are for reference only".

In the beautiful pictures circulated on the Internet, Fengyan is an indistinguishable handsome boy. In fact, Fengyan looks much thicker than the picture, with many carved marks on his face, and his expression is not natural.Presumably his photography and retouching team is extremely powerful.

This time Fengyan brought her own photography team here, waved her hands, and said in a sharp voice: "I'm used to using my own people for taking pictures and editing pictures. You guys are responsible for writing the manuscript."

"No problem!" Du Wanxing was very polite to the million-dollar Internet celebrity, "We can cooperate happily only if we all learn from each other's strengths!"

Everyone surrounded Fengyan and waited on her. They were busy making up, lighting, and taking pictures of Fengyan early in the morning.Although Fu Xinchen was a manuscript writer, he also used polishing boards as a labor force.The photographer clicked there, glanced at Fu Xinchen, and said, "Little O, can you help me spread the flowers?"

"Okay!" Fu Xinchen quickly agreed, handed the polishing board to another colleague, jumped onto the rock behind Fengyan, took a basket of fake flower petals, and sprinkled them on Fengyan's body.In this way, Fengyan seemed to be bathed in a rain of flowers, and the picture was very beautiful.

After a busy morning, everyone said to go to the Zhaitang of Wuming Temple for dinner.

Du Wanxing only said: "We have negotiated with the business department of the Wuming Temple. We can eat for free in the private room in 'Yi Nian Zhai'."

"So good?" The colleagues were quite happy, "It's always been difficult to reserve a seat at 'Yi Nian Zhai'! Not only can we eat for free? We can also sit in a private room?"

Fengyan sneered: "Even if I go to a Michelin restaurant, I can even enter with my face. What's so strange?"

Du Wanxing held him in his arms and said, "Yes, for a celebrity like you, going to a restaurant is equivalent to advertising for others. No matter how many people you can ask for."

A group of people went to eat in the box of the Zhaitang.Fengyan asked the photographer to take pictures of the food and herself pretending to eat.After the photos were taken, everyone sat down and moved their chopsticks.

Fengyan put two pieces of sugar cakes in her mouth, pretending to eat them, and the photographer snapped a beautiful photo of them.He repaired the picture and posted a PO post saying: "Calorie explosion! Let's talk about weight loss tomorrow!" But after the PO post was finished, Fengyan only ate half a plate of buckwheat noodles mixed with cucumber, and did not touch her chopsticks.

Fu Xinchen thought to himself: So internet celebrities also go on a diet?It's also hard work.

Fengyan didn't eat much, but her mouth couldn't be idle, and she started talking again: "I think I can write a sentence in the copy, here I can feel the beauty of emptiness like a temple in Dongying..."

But Fu Xinchen said: "If it is written like this, some readers may raise objections. After all, this place is different from the Dongying Temple."

Fengyan frowned and said, "You haven't been to Dongying, have you? I have been to Dongying country many times, and the temples and courtyards there are like this."

"It's a bit similar, but it's different when you look closely." Fu Xinchen said, "The temples in Dongying are mainly dry landscapes, but ours are mostly pools and spring courtyards, with fake mountains and real water. Huaxia gardens are "seeing nature in the artificial." ’, while Dongying is ‘artificial in nature’. According to this characteristic, the two are actually completely different from each other.”

In fact, Fengyan didn't understand Fu Xinchen's long speech, especially what "dry landscape" was, he didn't know what it was at all.He thought that Fu Xinchen was dropping his book bag, and he felt displeased for a moment, and said with a sneer, "Then you have a lot of knowledge! You can talk about everything! I can't travel thousands of miles as you read ten thousand volumes!"

Du Wanxing heard that Fengyan was unhappy, so he scolded Fu Xinchen with a stern face: "You know how to read dead books. Have you ever been to Dongying? Have you seen it? Fengyan has been, seen, experienced, How can you compare with others?" Of course, Du Wanxing didn't really want to teach Fu Xinchen a lesson, but just to make Fengyan step down.

Hearing what Du Wanxing said, Fu Xinchen realized that he had offended Fengyan by what he said just now, so he stopped talking and just nodded in agreement.

But the beam has already been knotted.

Fengyan's education is very low. When he was a child, he was often beaten at home because of poor grades. Now that he has made a lot of money, he has a knot in his heart. What he hates most is that people with high education show off their knowledge in front of him.

Fengyan smiled and said, "I heard that you graduated from the Imperial Academy of Arts?"

"Hmm... yes." Fu Xinchen nodded.

Fengyan smiled and said: "With such a high education, you only earn [-] a month? What's going on?"

Fu Xinchen choked.

Fengyan said: "How old are you this year?"

Fu Xinchen replied, "28."

"Wow, then you are 28 this year after graduating from the Imperial Academy of Arts, and you still do the work of polishing boards?" Fengyan exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Oh my god! It's terrible! I can't even imagine what it was like when I was 28." Scene! Speaking of which, I'm almost 20 years old..."

Aware of Fengyan's aggressiveness, Fu Xinchen took out his unique skill of "playing stupid" - Fu Xinchen looked confused, pretending not to hear Fengyan's sarcasm, and said, "Really? How are you?" Young! You are amazing!"

"Don't dare," Fengyan said, "But it also shows that it's not interesting to spend all your time on studying. It's better to go to work early in the morning. Society is the best school."

Fu Xinchen nodded again, and pretended to be stupid and said: "Really? That's too powerful. How did you do it?"

Fengyan couldn't get into a fit.No matter how Fengyan taunted him, Fu Xinchen didn't seem to understand, and said with a look of ignorance and admiration, "Really? What you said really makes sense", which made Fengyan's moves all the way to the sea.

Taking advantage of this moment, Du Wanxing flattered her again, boasting that Fengyan was young and promising, she was so successful at the age of 20, and she would definitely be limitless in the future.

Fengyan also forgot to teach Fu Xinchen a lesson, she was a little happy, but also a little emotional: his momentum is indeed as brilliant as a flower, but he also knows that a flower can't be a hundred-day success - especially in his profession.Like many artists, Feng Yan was also a bit superstitious about Feng Shui and fortune, so she said: "I heard that the abbot of the Wuming Temple is a living god, do you think we can see him? Ask him to see his face or something?"

Du Wanxing smiled wryly: "Since he is a living god, how can it be so easy to see?"

But Fengyan didn't give up, she just said: "The temple is willing to sell my face, right? Otherwise, how can we have this 'free lunch'?"

"That's what I contacted the temple's Commerce Department."

"Then you can contact me again!" Feng Yan's tone was like a savage young lady, "Go and ask!"

Du Wanxing knew that Fengyan would be annoyed if he refused, so he nodded and said, "Okay, okay, then I'll ask. But if you get rejected, you can't blame me!"

But Fengyan said: "If you can't move, then let me talk about it!"

Du Wanxing didn't expect Fengyan to be so tough, so he was very helpless.He was not afraid of anything else, but he was afraid that Fengyan would go to see Yue Zishou with a face, but would be rejected, and he would feel annoyed because he couldn't save face, so he took it out on the staff.

But what can be done?Du Wanxing said he was a "director", but he was actually a wage earner in a small company. He begged his grandpa to sue his grandma to cooperate with Fengyan. How could he not praise him?

Unexpectedly, the deacon of the temple was very forthright, and agreed immediately, saying: "You have come by coincidence, the abbot is destined to be with you. Tonight, you can go to Futai Pavilion to meet the abbot."

Du Wanxing was overjoyed: what kind of good luck is this!

Du Wanxing returned to the box like a happy sparrow, and happily told everyone the good news: "We can go see Abbot Yue tonight!"

Everyone was also amazed.

Fengyan smiled brightly, and said: "You must have mentioned my name!"

Du Wanxing thought about holding this ancestor in his arms, so he could only smile vaguely: "Who doesn't know your name!"

Thinking of seeing Yue Zishou tonight, Fu Xinchen's mind moved slightly, he turned his head and looked out the window, but saw the slim peach blossoms fluttering in the wind, and the mountain peaks in the distance were misty and blue, like a painting.