The Porcelain of Rebirth Comes to Work

Ning Xianglang is usually very busy, and he always sleeps as soon as he touches the bed.

Seeing that Ning Xianglang had closed his eyes, Fu Zhengtian sat up again, picked up the book beside him and opened it again.He read a few lines, then turned his head to look at Ning Xianglang's sleeping face.

If someone told Fu Zhengtian before he was ten years old that he would get so close to someone that he could stick together when eating and sleeping, he would definitely laugh at the other person's whimsy.

But Ning Xianglang appeared beside him so naturally.

When we first met, Ning Xianglang's face was still a little baby fat, and it was soft when pinched. After ten years, his facial features gradually became angular, and the vigor and heroism that belonged to a boy began to appear on him.

Don't look at him looking so obedient after falling asleep, in fact, one mouthful after waking up can make people pissed off.

Fu Zhengtian thought of what Old Fu said again.

Ning Xianglang has his own ideas, and he will never be influenced by others in what he wants to do.The Chu family, Chu Binghe, Chu Yingkun, Chu Jianbin, these names have never appeared in his mouth.

Fu Zhengtian was not a fool, he still remembered that when his uncle Ji Pinghan met Ning Anguo, he gave Ning Anguo a kraft paper envelope.

Since then, Ning Anguo has gotten closer and closer to the Fu family, and his relationship with the Ning family has become weaker and weaker.

There must be something he doesn't know about it.

Fu Zhengtian turned the book back a page and found that he couldn't read it at all.

Of course, he could check it himself, or ask Ji Pinghan directly, but he still hoped that he could find out not through that way.

Fu Zhengtian closed the book and stared at Ning Xianglang.

With such an obvious gaze fixed on him for a long time, Ning Xianglang had no choice but to surrender no matter how big his nerves were and how strong his spirit was.

Ning Xianglang opened his eyes and looked at Fu Zhengtian.

Ning Xianglang didn't talk nonsense: "What do you want to ask?"

Fu Zhengtian said concisely: "The Chu family."

Ning Xianglang sat up, remained silent for a while, and said, "If someone hurt—or wanted to hurt Uncle Fu, what would you do?"

Fu Zhengtian replied without thinking, "Kill him."

Ning Xianglang grinned, "I'm a pacifist."

Fu Zhengtian looked at him: "The pacifist's approach is...?"

Ning Xianglang smiled: "No matter what they step on their heads, no matter what they do, they are a little bit higher than them, even if they are the most proud and conceited field, they have to stay at the bottom obediently. If they hold their breath It would be even better if they tried their best to catch up and come back, and let them suffocate that breath to death."

Fu Zhengtian couldn't help pinching his cheek: "That's a good idea."

Ning Xianglang rubbed his fist and said, "I warn you not to pinch my face again..."

Fu Zhengtian reached out and pinched his waist.

Ning Xianglang: "..."

Fu Zhengtian smiled: "You can warn me again not to pinch your waist."

Ning Xianglang: "..."

He took a deep breath, got into the bed, pulled up the quilt, covered his head, and quickly completed the coherent movements of pretending to sleep.

Fu Zhengtian sat still.

stare--

Ning Xianglang only insisted on it for a while, and then he had nothing to do with this reckless guy.

He stuck out his head helplessly and patted the quilt: "Lie down, and I'll explain it to you."

Fu Zhengtian lay down as he said.

Ning Xianglang's head was on the tip of Fu Zhengtian's nose, and the smell belonging to Ning Xianglang was very pleasant. Fu Zhengtian was reluctant to let go after sleeping with this "little pillow" for the first time.

Now that the "small pillow" has grown into a "big pillow", Fu Zhengtian is actually a little distressed. If it wasn't for the winter when he came out this time, he still couldn't find a reason to sleep with Ning Xianglang again.

Fu Zhengtian couldn't help staring at Ning Xianglang again.

The two of them are so close that even Ning Xianglang's eyelashes and Fu Zhengtian's can be counted clearly. Looking down, there is that handsome nose bridge and pretty, curved lips.

This guy has always been very attractive, as long as he wants to get closer to the other party, there are few things he can't do.

Fu Zhengtian has to admit that Ning Xianglang's little face really makes people like it more and more.

Ning Xianglang didn't know what Fu Zhengtian was thinking, he just felt that this guy started to perform the scalp-numbing "man-marking method" again!

Ning Xianglang moved to Fu Zhengtian's side and found a comfortable position to lie down.

Their friendship has come to this point, and there is no need to hide the relationship between Ning Anguo and the Chu family from Fu Zhengtian, Ning Xianglang simply told the whole story.

Fu Zhengtian quieted down after listening.

After a while, he asked, "Did uncle discover Uncle Ning's life experience?"

Ning Xianglang nodded.

Fu Zhengtian was silent for a moment, and said: "I haven't learned enough, and I haven't discovered this for so many years-but I will surpass my uncle one day." He paused, looked at Ning Xianglang and asked, " Uncle Ning really isn't planning to go back to Chu's house?"

Ning Xianglang said: "There is nothing to answer." He rarely became serious, "Unless they really want to recognize my father."

Fu Zhengtian said: "For a family like the Chu family, it is the most difficult thing to be sincere."

Ning Xianglang smiled and said, "I think the old man of the Chu family cares about Chu Bing and his father and son."

Fu Zhengtian shook his head: "That's because it's not time to make a choice."

Ning Xianglang was taken aback.

He suddenly thought of the dismal end of Chu Bing and his father and son.

Fu Zhengtian spoke the most cruel part of the family in the calmest tone.

No matter how capable Ning Anguo was and how outstanding his performance was, as long as his heart was not with the Chu family and his heart was not towards the Chu family, in the eyes of Mr. Chu, he was still no match for Chu Binghe who had been raised by his side since childhood.

No matter how much he put Chu Binghe in his heart, no matter how much he loved Chu Yingkun, when it came time to make a choice, Mr. Chu would still put all the past behind him.

Ning Xianglang suddenly realized that he and Ning Anguo still lost back then, and it wasn't due to Chu Binghe's vicious scheme, but the honor that must be passed down to the aristocratic family.

Ning Xianglang's heart shrank slightly.

Even though he has almost reached the peak of the industry and has seen many ups and downs, either tragic or wonderful, at this moment he still feels how limited what a person can do.

People in different positions are inevitably influenced by their own responsibilities, and no one can practice the so-called "living freely" touted by the West.

Ning Xianglang stopped talking.

Fu Zhengtian knew what Ning Xianglang was thinking when he saw Ning Xianglang's sullen face.

Fu Zhengtian hugged Ning Xianglang and said, "Don't think too much, we are different from them, we live our lives as we are happy."

Fu Zhengtian hugged him coldly, and Ning Xianglang remembered the reason why he promised Fu Zhengtian to come back.He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, the hour hand was almost pointing to twelve o'clock.

Ning Xianglang nodded, stretched out his arms to hug Fu Zhengtian, and volunteered to serve as a stove for this guy who is afraid of the cold: "Stop talking about those things!"

Fu Zhengtian was very satisfied.

Ning Xianglang looked at Fu Zhengtian and said, "Fu Zhengtian, happy birthday."

Obviously it was just a simple sentence, but Fu Zhengtian's heart softened when he heard it, and he felt a warm feeling all over his body.He got closer to Ning Xianglang, greedily absorbing Ning Xianglang's warm body temperature, and waited for Ning Xianglang to find a comfortable position before saying, "Well, go to sleep."

Ning Xianglang really felt a little sleepy at the moment, nodded, and fell asleep next to Fu Zhengtian.

Hearing that Ning Xianglang's breathing gradually became even, Fu Zhengtian couldn't help tightening his hands slightly.

Falling asleep with such a person in his arms was completely unimaginable in Fu Zhengtian's life before he met Ning Xianglang - his father was in poor health, and his mother could not distract himself from taking care of him; Finally, a "nephew" came, but that guy was also terribly afraid of him.

Seeing that Ning Xianglang was getting bigger and bigger, Fu Zhengtian couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

How long can he hold this "exclusive pillow" that is so comfortable to hold?

Thinking that Ning Xianglang might become someone else's "pillow", Fu Zhengtian felt a little... no, not just a little, he was extremely unhappy!

It seems that this issue needs to be carefully considered.

Ning Xianglang woke up early the next morning. He carefully opened Fu Zhengtian's hand, slipped out of Fu Zhengtian's arm, jumped out of the bed, stretched a lot, and then stretched left, right, back and forth. Body.

Fu Zhengtian has nothing wrong with this guy, he just loves to sleep with people in his arms. At the beginning, Ning Xianglang also resolutely resisted, but Fu Zhengtian didn't mention it much, just wrote "I'm in a gloomy mood today" on his face for a long time.Under the begging of Fu Mian and Fatty Su begging his grandpa to sue his grandma, he had to sacrifice himself to help everyone...

Although Fu Zhengtian is quite comfortable to hold, and he can hold it very easily now, but why do two men hug each other to sleep like this... weird?

Ning Xianglang was shocked, and hurried into the bathroom to wash up.

Fu Zhengtian didn't let Ning Xianglang wake him up, and also opened his eyes early.He got out of bed, changed his clothes, squeezed into the bathroom and brushed his teeth with Ning Xianglang.

Seeing that the hair of the two people in the mirror happened to be curled up a little, Fu Zhengtian laughed, and after brushing his teeth, he raised his hand to play with the curled hair on the top of Ning Xianglang's head.

Ning Xianglang really wants others to see how childish Fu Zhengtian is, and to see if there are still so many people who are willing to work hard for this guy!

It's a pity that Fu Zhengtian is completely different outside, Ning Xianglang can only resign himself to smoothing his hair, and then straighten Fu Zhengtian's lock.

Both of them were very efficient people, and they went downstairs together in a short while.

It is easy for people to fall asleep when they get old, and Mr. Fu wakes up earlier than them.Seeing them going downstairs, Mr. Fu greeted them with a smile: "Come over for breakfast."

Ning Xianglang quickly ran over to talk to Mr. Fu.

Fu Zhengtian didn't talk much in the first place, but he didn't envy Ning Xianglang when he saw that he was closer to his grandfather than his grandparents. He started to fight against breakfast without saying a word, killing buns, millet porridge, and corn juice...

When Ning Xianglang finished chatting with Mr. Fu, he was already sitting and reading the newspaper.Hearing the voice and finally listening, Fu Zhengtian lowered the newspaper by half, looked at Ning Xianglang and said, "I'll give you 10 minutes for breakfast, and I'll be out in 10 minutes."

Ning Xianglang: "..."

The topic submitted by Fu Zhengtian and Ning Xianglang in the capital this time is very important, and it is related to whether Fu Zhengtian can enter the Chamber of Commerce as himself—not as "Fu Lin's son".

Chamber of Commerce, the full name of the Huaxia Business Association.Among the various associations in China, the Chamber of Commerce is the most valued association other than the National General Association. Compared with the single-industry associations with strong professionalism and strong academic taste, the Chamber of Commerce is more inclusive. The scope is wider, and the various conveniences after entering the Chamber of Commerce have made many businessmen flock to it.

Except for the few core member positions that ordinary people can't compete for, the number of ordinary business association members is also very popular, and sometimes even thousands of people compete for a place!A young person like Fu Zhengtian is theoretically hopeless, but Fu Zhengtian has never been "within common sense", and he just submitted the application in the second half of this year.

This time he returned to the capital to accept the final review by the Supreme Council of the Chamber of Commerce.

As for why Ning Xianglang wanted to go together, it was because he was captured by Fu Zhengtian, and he followed up Fu Zhengtian's membership project all the way.

Fu Zhengtian's reason was very high-sounding: "Gain experience for your future membership application."

How could Ning Xianglang believe his nonsense?

This guy obviously thinks it's boring to do such unchallenging things alone!

Ning Xianglang quickly finished his breakfast and went out with Fu Zhengtian.

However, when they walked to the gate of the Supreme Council of the Chamber of Commerce, they unexpectedly met a group of people.

The so-called Yuanjia Road is narrow, which is probably what it is talking about.Ning Xianglang pierced the burnt imitation plum vase yesterday at the antiques exchange meeting, and today he unexpectedly ran into the owner of the fake burnt plum vase—his former "senior brother" Zhang Zhu!

If he is not mistaken, the gentle-looking middle-aged man next to Zhang Zhu is Chu Binghe who "once" encouraged Chu Jianbin to destroy Hujiawan!

Is it the person who really set the fire to be hated, or the person who handed the torch?

Probably all hateful!

Ning Xianglang sneered in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.Seeing that the two sides were about to meet, Ning Xianglang took a step forward and greeted with a smile: "Senior Brother Zhang, long time no see—oh, no, it seems that I can't be called Senior Brother now, what a pity, 'Mr. Zhang'."