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President Mi Ya knew that he had really hurt someone this time, thinking of the remedies he heard from Wen Yu, he waited for his lover to come home like a rabbit.But after the house was taken over, Fang Funong simply didn't go home. He cut off Zhan Yifei's calls, and shut down the phone when he called again. He would rather play mahjong with Ye Huanjun than listen to his useless apologies.

After this back and forth, Zhan Yifei's temper also came up, since you ignored me, I will not contact you anymore.These two people are exactly the same childish waywardness, like drawing a "[-]th line" on the desk when they were young, the first to speak will be the loser, and whoever crosses the line will admit defeat.

It happened that Qiu Cenge came to Shanghai to complete the advertising blockbuster of The Source of Fumu, and he was so busy that he immersed himself in it, forgetting the unhappiness for the time being.

At the beginning, Fang Funong lived at his aunt's house, and accompanied Ye Huanjun to play mahjong with several old neighbors who had known each other for decades.Not for entertainment, but for filial piety.Fang Fu Nong is not very good at this national quintessence, and it is most suitable to make up the number when one of the three is missing.He played two games absent-mindedly, and the outcome was five or five.

Ye Huanjun sat across from him, and the person sitting next to him was a fat woman. Fang Funong remembered this face from childhood, and there was a very conspicuous birthmark on her face, even if it was burnt to ashes, she could recognize it.The three women at the same poker table are all over middle-aged. They were neighbors before the demolition, and they are still neighbors after the demolition. The revolutionary friendship is even better than before.

There was a lot of chatting, but the public relations man soon discovered that the women at the poker table really only cared about one question: when will he get married.

"I have a cousin who has a daughter. The little girl has a round face and big eyes. She looks very lucky. She also graduated from a famous university. Now she is eating royal food at the tax bureau..."

Said that matchmaking is all these women's interests, Fang Funong said it was funny in his heart, but on the surface he looked embarrassed, "I am poor and white now, no one will marry me."

The aunt with a conspicuous birthmark wanted to sell her niece, but Ye Huanjun threw out a piece of [-], and suddenly mentioned Li Hui.

"I saw Xiaohui a few days ago. She is really beautiful now. Her temperament and aura are not at all the same as back then. She is very polite to me. I asked her if she was married, and she said not yet. I thought about it. She still misses you..."

Fang Funong knew that he couldn't answer these words, and anything he said would set him on fire, so he made a decisive decision on crisis public relations, and threw out a piece of Beifeng that had been in Ka's hand for a long time.

The aunt with the conspicuous birthmark and Ye Huanjun exclaimed in surprise at the same time, Huh!It was still a double hit.

With a sigh of relief, he finally drew his attention away from the question of whether to get married or not.

He raised his eyes and saw another neighbor and poker friend coming to visit, he slipped and gave up his seat, making excuses to slip away.

As soon as Fang Fu Nong left the house, the women couldn't help but gossip, and started discussing: "Your family Fu Nong is already in his thirties, why is there no movement from his girlfriend? You are not in a hurry, don't rush him?"

The one who was particularly active was the aunt with a conspicuous birthmark, Sima Zhaozhi's heart, which was well known to passers-by.

Ye Huanjun glanced at the other party sideways, thinking, even your crooked cousin and niece want to match my Fu Nong?There must be a limit to the whims of a toad!Thinking this way in his heart, Ye Huanjun shrugged his shoulders and smiled nonchalantly: "Why am I so anxious, my nephew is so handsome, how many rich people want him to cut in the door, he just doesn't like it .”

Another aunt answered: "Yeah, he graduated from a prestigious school and is handsome, logically speaking, he shouldn't be. Your nephew...doesn't he like men?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ye Huanjun threw a card and his voice became louder.

"Don't you believe it, it's popular among young people now. Do you remember the old man Zhang who used to run a small shop in our alley? His grandson, that Xiao Zhang, is said to have brought a man home a while ago, and he Dad broke his leg..."

"I've heard that too, but that Xiao Zhang was a second chair when he was young, and his body is slimmer than a girl's. He walks with twists and turns, and his head is not pinned." The birthmark aunt shivered exaggeratedly, He shook his head again, "But your Fu Nong is not like that, he is quite a man, so he probably doesn't really like men, does he?"

"Fuck you! He was about to get married a few years ago, can he still marry if he likes a man?" Li Huanjun scolded this more and more outrageous words, but he felt more and more worried in his heart. Teacher, beautician, ten girls out of ten, Fang Funong must be close to Mo Zhehei in this line of work, and these days I really can't hear any news of getting married and having children.

Not remembering the grudges of the past, she remembered the business card Li Hui left her, and decided that this girl was her nephew and daughter-in-law, and she couldn't run away.

Leaving a group of noisy women, Fang Funong just wanted to find some peace and quiet. After thinking about it, there was nothing quieter than Xiangyun Theater, and no one was more gentle than Xiao Song.

Xiao Song knew that the two men were having a fight, and before Fang Funong could speak, he said that he had packed up the place and he could live there anytime.

Girls are not so soft-hearted.Fang Fu Nong thanked him graciously, but he heard that the other party invited him to go on stage with him again.

It stands to reason that this man's body is by no means slender, and his facial features are too crisp and stylish. Playing a female role is just a pass.But some people are born with style, and they look decent in everything they play. It is understandable that Xiao Song can't tell the difference between the play and the play.But Fang Funong's singing is just for fun, and his lungs are broken right now, and it hurts to speak, let alone singing.What's more, he thinks that he can't play a role in his current state of mind, and when he pretends to be a vile shrew Yaojie.

He thought that he was invulnerable to all poisons, and no matter how big a setback was, it would be nothing more than scratching the flesh.

He didn't expect that one day he would be stabbed, and it was not light.

People call him "Boss Fang" and "Boss Fang" and he agrees with a smile. He listens to plays in the theater in his free time, and occasionally checks his voice with Xiao Song. When Wen Yu came over, he happened to see this scene——

The play will start soon, Xiao Song already has a handsome appearance of a young student, Fang Fu Nong is still dressed casually, stretches out his hand to straighten the slightly skewed gauze hat of the other party, and suddenly looks at him again.

Scratching the opponent's face with makeup with his fingers, he raised his eyebrows and his voice was out of tune, "Boss Song, what a list."

This glance, mixed with peanut trees, exhausts the beauty of a man's appearance.

Even under heavy powder makeup, Xiao Song's facial muscles could be seen trembling unnaturally.Wen Yu watched him at the door for a while, then shook her head helplessly, and smiled to herself: This man is really a disaster.Don't say that the child Afei is honest and innocent, even if his heart is several times more, he still has to be eaten to death by him.

Fang Funong raised his eyes, saw the woman standing at the door, and asked, "How do you know I'm here?"

"A Fei told me that he guessed that you were here, and he actually wanted to come. But that painter named Qiu Cenge has arrived in Shanghai, and he wants to finish filming the commercial of Fumu Zhiyuan before the other party's operation. No time."

Wen Yu didn't enter, but Fang Funong walked out and walked with her in the yard.Although we didn't communicate much when we were in France, Fang Funong still had a very good impression of this woman—Wen Yu is such a woman, not to mention being married is a great blessing, just seeing her can make the wind stop the rain , it is beautiful to watch.

Wen Yu said: "How can the public relations gentleman not be there when the new brand is on the market?"

"Who cares about that idiot." Still angry, his attitude was obvious: I have nothing to do with that kid's life or death.

"He told me that he also wanted to choose your plan, but... I asked carefully, but he hesitated and refused to explain clearly. I think there must be something hard to say." Wen Yu said with a smile, intending to be a lobbyist , "That kid is too soft-hearted. Don't look at him as cold and arrogant on weekdays, but he is actually very honest and innocent. Don't you think he is cute like this?"

Fang Funong didn't speak, but thought that he was cuter when he was in bed.

"I knew A Fei when he was a teenager. He was not as tall or handsome as he is now. He was inconspicuous among the crowd, but his eyes were very beautiful. When I first met him My son thought he hated me, and often he didn’t reply when I said three sentences, and he never made eye contact with me. Until one day when it snowed in Shanghai, I was so playful that my fingers were all frozen and I couldn’t even hold a pen. Yiwen made a cup of hot tea to warm my hands, but Ah Fei refused." After a pause, Wen Yu looked into the distance, with a gentle smile on her lips, "He knelt in front of me, clasped his palms together, He warmed my hand with his palm, still didn't meet my eyes, just said coldly, 'This way you won't get chilblains'... Another time he fought someone for me, and his head was broken and blood flowed all over his body It’s an injury, but I still don’t know what that person said about me—Afei is such a person, because he likes and cares too much, but he doesn’t say anything and wants to bear everything by himself.”

Fang Funong also laughed.

The two walked and chatted for a while, and Zhou Chen also came to the theater, probably because Fang Funong asked him to do something and came to report the progress.

The two men walked aside, whispered something, and saw Zhou Chen shaking his head, "Not so fast. Last time you have seen other people's raw material clearance list, this time it will not be so fast to test these ingredients." After a pause, he frowned and added, "But one thing is for sure, it's definitely not a good thing."

"It's definitely not a good thing" refers to Teng Yun's sample.He could clearly see the victor's expression on Teng Yun's face. Things at the meeting were not simple, so he specially asked Zhan Yuanyuan to keep a sample for his own inspection.When he first came to Miya, he only wanted to make money and leave. It was only at this time that Fang Funong realized that Zhan Rong did have his old ways and profound ways.

"Zhou Chen." Seeing Zhou Chen turned to leave, Fang Funong stopped him again and asked, "How is Lao Song?"

"Brother Song? You lost your temper when you returned home. He has traveled all these years, but he has never been looked down upon by anyone." Hearing about what happened at the meeting that day, Zhou Chen turned around with a frantic look on his face. The expression said, "What the hell? The professors at Tsinghua University are amazing? You don't know those professors, who look like humans on the outside, but are beasts on the inside, and can do so many dirty things!"

Fang Funong nodded in agreement, and said, "Send a message to Song for me." At that time, he only cared about being angry with himself, and he didn't have time to express the anger Song Dongpo received at the meeting, so many people in the Suzhou factory needed him to supervise and take care of him. , although Song Dongpo is by no means a person who is wronged and puts down picks, Fang Funong still feels very sorry, "I was too negligent about the new product meeting. If he can't calm down, I will let him punch him."

Zhou Chen laughed, "Brother Song is not such a stingy person!"

"I know." Fang Funong also smiled, the corners of his mouth curled up, but his expression was still serious, "I may have to go abroad for a couple of days, and you must keep an eye on Fumu Zhiyuan for me."

It wasn't until Zhou Chen hurriedly came and left that Wen Yu stepped forward.Not knowing what they were doing, but roughly guessing that it was related to the source of Fumu, she joked, "Didn't you say that you don't care about that idiot?"

"I don't want to care about it, but I'm so stupid that if I don't care about it, I will be ripped apart, and there will be no scum left." Fang Fu Nong moved closer to Wen Yu with a good look, and spared no effort to her "Sister-in-law, my house is occupied by an idiot, why don't I go with you tonight?"

The corners of her mouth were naturally turned up, her eyes were deep and there was a trace of sadness, such electricity even a river eel would be ashamed of, but Wen Yu just raised her left hand, facing her palm, and shook it lightly.

She still wears her wedding ring.

"You two really...do you still think of yourself as children?" The two of them looked exactly the same awkwardly, Wen Yu smiled and shook her head, "I still have an appointment, so let's go first. You, you better go home!"

In fact, Wen Yu didn't have many friends in Shanghai, the person she dated was Xue Tong, and now the two women were like biological sisters, they were so close that they talked about everything.