Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Zhuo was lying on the table bored, chatting with David one after another.

The butler squinted his eyes and always had a smile on his mouth. From time to time, he passed the snacks on the table to the young man, and occasionally even fed them directly into his mouth.

Fang Zhuo bit the biscuit stuffed by the housekeeper, "Forbe, I won't eat any more, you can eat some too."

The housekeeper disagreed, "Eat more, you are too thin."

Fang Zhuo looked down at his arm, which was a little stronger than when it was worn just now.

In the recent period of time, he has lived a good life as a child, without worrying about food and clothing. Compared with the days when he was frugal and frugal, he is already very satisfied.

The housekeeper understood what he meant, shook his head and sighed, "It's still a bit short, please drink two more bowls of the cook's stewed chicken soup tonight."

The old man has good intentions, and it's nothing to drink two more bowls, Fang Zhuo nodded, "Okay."

The butler smiled with satisfaction, and passed another biscuit over.

Fang Zhuo chewed with puffed cheeks, and suddenly remembered that Gu Chen cared about his age.

According to the big brother's character of wanting nothing except when he is in bed, he should not care about such superficial things.

"Uncle Fu." Fang Zhuo shouted, thinking about what happened before.

After hearing this, the butler had a strange expression, funny and angry, "It's been so many years, I didn't expect the young master to mind."

Tsk tsk, there is a story.

Fang Zhuo stared at the butler with wide eyes, "What do you say?"

The housekeeper said, "The eldest son returned to school when he was 12 years old. According to his age and knowledge level, he should be in the sixth grade. But he refused to go anyway, and insisted on going to the second grade."

Fang Zhuo, "..." confused.

"The children in the second grade are only so old, and they only reach my waist when they stand up. The young master grows fast, and he has reached my shoulders at that time. I really want to go to the second grade. The children are afraid that they will be scared to cry."

Fang Zhuo couldn't help but imagine: the tall and straight, cold-faced Kid King, with a group of kids behind his buttocks, there is a strange harmony.

The housekeeper seemed to find this memory very interesting, and smiled happily, "The eldest young master has been very quiet since he was a child, and that was the first time he lost his temper with me. Do you know that he actually sat on the ground and made trouble with me..."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

Butler, "But I persuaded him later, I said that he is too old and really not suitable for the second grade."

Fang Zhuo, "And then."

Housekeeper, "Then he asked me 'really?', I nodded and said yes, and then he didn't speak to me for a week, and went to the sixth grade obediently."

Fang Zhuo couldn't help laughing, the boss was so cute when he was a child, he wanted to hug and squeeze him.

The housekeeper added, "Don't mention this in front of him, he will be angry."

Fang Zhuo turned his back and put this reminder behind him.

When it was almost time for dinner, Gu Chen came up from downstairs, but the housekeeper consciously left, never being a light bulb.

Fang Zhuo moved his feet, turned the chair around twice, and looked at the man with a smile, "I heard from the housekeeper that when you were 12 years old, you sat on the ground crying and making noises in order to go to the second grade. Wonderful."

Gu Chen held down the swivel chair with one hand, "Does it hurt?" His voice was gloomy and dangerous.

Fang Zhuo subconsciously covered his back, "It hurts."

Seeing through, Gu Chen smiled and flicked the young man's forehead.

Downstairs, the messenger lay on the sofa moaning, looking like he was about to die.

The butler came down from upstairs with a tray, glanced at it lightly, and went to the kitchen pretending not to see it.

At the counter in the kitchen, the cook was serving soup. The butler glanced at it and reminded, "Put more tonics in."

After 5 minutes, dinner is served.

Fang Zhuo and Gu Chen sat side by side, before the messenger had time to serve the table, he suddenly knelt down on the ground with an ouch.

Gu Chen turned the young man's face, "Eat."

The messenger looked down at his own knees that had been disintegrated for a moment, then condensed again, and retreated to the sofa in a little cowardice.

Fang Zhuo really couldn't hold back, he glanced curiously, and asked Gu Chen in a low voice, "Don't you need to ask him to eat?"

"No need." Gu Chen said in a low voice, and picked up a chopstick of vegetables for him.

The housekeeper put the soup in Fang Zhuo's hand, "Drink it while it's hot."

Fang Zhuo glanced at the golden chicken soup, wrinkled his nose and smelled it, it was really fragrant, and after drinking it, he found that there were many tonics cut into small pieces.

Touched by the butler's loving eyes, I had to eat them all.

In the next few days, I had this chicken soup for every meal. It is estimated that it really has the effect of nourishing qi and nourishing blood. Fang Zhuo woke up one morning and looked in the mirror, and found that he was radiant. There is also a response from the local area.

He went to look for the butler behind Gu Chen's back, and wanted to beg if he could stop drinking the big tonic soup. He had just entered the kitchen when he caught a glimpse of a black figure outside through the glass door and window.

The dark figure walked very slowly, with a limp on his right foot and messy hair, like a homeless man.

The Lishan villa area is heavily guarded. There are security guards at the entrance of the community, and 24-hour security patrols in the community. It cannot be a homeless person, but it is probably the owner who just came back from a hangover.

Seeing him staring out of the window, the housekeeper followed him to look out. The man happened to turn a corner, his body was covered by trees, and the housekeeper didn't see anything.

"Who did the young master see? Someone he knew?"

Fang Zhuo described the man just now, and the housekeeper frowned, "There are a few children in this villa area who are often hungover outside and come back early in the morning. If you meet them, stay away. They have a bad temper. Look at your face and say Might not bully you."

This is not scaremongering, those children are pampered lawlessly, no one can control them.

Last year, there was a new girl who moved in. I don’t know what those people did. The girl moved out after living for less than half a month. According to the helper of the house, she went to live with her grandma. Life and death refused to live back in Lishan.

The butler looked at Fang Zhuo, his eyes glowed with kindness, and if he had to say, it was better for their young master, he couldn't find any bad things in a daze.

After listening to the story of the bully bullying the little girl, Fang Zhuo nodded seriously, and for some reason, he suddenly thought of Fang Wei.

The white-eyed wolf provoked the Xiang family, so he would definitely not go back to school. He must be in a mess every day hiding in Tibet.

He called out the system, "Fang Wei still can't find it?"

233 said, "I can't find anything related to him."

Fang Zhuo tapped his finger on the countertop, and changed the way of asking, "Where is the person from the lending company, didn't you go to him?"

"Let me take a look for you." 233 checked the history of the world, and found something useful, "People from the lending company and Xiang's family were looking for him, but they couldn't find him, but the people from the lending company talked to him once. Listen to yourself."

What was played back was the picture of the boss with dreadlocks answering the phone, and he said aggressively, "I got caught and killed you."

Fang Zhuo couldn't hear the voice on the other end of the phone, so he could only speculate based on the words of the dreadlocks that Fang Wei said something to calm him down, and then the two conspired together.

This paragraph is consistent with his previous guess, and the two really cooperated.

After the filming of this film, we can take a short break. Since Fang Wei doesn't show up, it's better to take the initiative to look for it than to passively wait for someone to come to the door.

After Fang Zhuo made up his mind, he asked the system to turn off the live broadcast, and went to the dining room with breakfast with the housekeeper.

The messenger leaned back on the chair as if he had no bones, and said good morning to Fang Zhuo feebly.

Fang Zhuo nodded to him, poured a glass of soy milk for Gu Chen, and looked up at the second floor.

The man is still choosing a tie on it, slowly pushing.

The messenger whistled, raised his chin at Fang Zhuo, and said in a naughty voice, "I see that your seal is black, and there is a trace of blood between your brows. Be careful when you go out recently. If you have something, you Men will be sad."

Fang Zhuo was expressionless, "Do you know fortune-telling?"

The messenger pointed to his head, "I don't know how to count, but I just know."

Fang Zhuo narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes became sharp. Every time Gu Chen talked with this person, he was mysterious. He must be a colleague.

233, "It shouldn't be the tasker. I can't find out his identity. He should be someone outside this small world."

Fang Zhuo, "Is there anyone you suspect?"

233 is very frank, "I can't guess."

Fang Zhuo had no choice but to give up, pretending to be friendly and smiling at the person opposite.

The messenger raised his eyebrows, "I know more, such as..."

He pointed to the ceiling, "His identity."

Even the system must keep Gu Chen's identity a secret from him as the host. Obviously, the rules don't want him to know, or the higher-level leaders don't want him to know.

Fang Zhuo put down the spoon, folded his arms and looked at the opposite side, "Can you tell?"

The messenger was slightly surprised and pointed, "You know more than I imagined."

Fang Zhuo said, "Really."

"Yes." The other party had a strong desire to talk, and asked again, "I can't tell you his identity, but I can tell you about his past."

Fang Zhuo was curious, but his face remained unmoved, "Sorry, I don't want to know."

The messenger, "..."

This expression of rejection is exactly the same as the one upstairs, no wonder they can get together.

The messenger shook his head, and stuffed the salty and juicy steamed bun into his mouth, "Well then, no matter what, I wish you good luck."

The sound of footsteps came from behind, and the two people at the dinner table looked up together with the butler standing behind Fang Zhuo.

Gu Chen is wearing a silver-gray white-striped tie today, with a simple style tie clip pinned to it.

The butler opened the chair for him and pushed the soy milk forward, "Young master has already poured it for you."

The messenger couldn't hold back, and snorted softly, "Sao Bao."

Gu Chen looked over coldly and didn't do anything. The other party had already jumped up from the stool, and was stuffing buns into his mouth while running upstairs.

I'm so cowardly.

Fang Zhuo leaned towards Gu Chen with a small fried dough stick in his mouth, "Hey, who is he?"

Gu Chen used chopsticks to pick up the leftover fritters from the young man's mouth, and put it in his own mouth, "An insignificant person."

The messenger who eavesdropped on the handrail on the second floor was so angry that he almost rolled down the ladder. It seems that in this world, he is not worthy of a name.

Fang Zhuo finished his meal and expressed his thoughts.

Gu Chen heard his subtext, "You want to lure him out."

Fang Zhuokang nodded, he really didn't expect that what he said so implicitly was understood.

He said he took the initiative to attack, but actually he wanted to lure Fang Wei out.

According to the tragic experience in the previous life and the fate track mentioned by the system, Fang Wei will definitely show up and kill him, but there is a question of when.

The scene of falling from the building was the fishbone choked in his throat, and he would feel relieved if he pulled it out early.

Instead of waiting for the other party to plan a precise attack on him, it is better to wander around and sprinkle some bait to make the other party impetuous, maybe it will show his feet earlier.

233, "Are you addicted to fishing?"

Fang Zhuo especially wanted to give Gu Chen a little red flower, "Thank you for the inspiration from the boss."

Gu Chen had no objection to the young man's plan, but his eyes gradually dimmed where no one was watching. This time, he couldn't let the same thing happen again.

With the man's permission, Fang Zhuo ate like the wind, settled it in a few moments, and waited for the boss to send him to the city.

Summer is gradually passing, the sun is not as harsh as it was when it first came, and there is a little more coolness in the air.

Fang Zhuo got off the car near the home appliance store and went to the supermarket to buy a dozen bottles of mineral water.

He stood on the street and looked around. There were only pedestrians coming and going, but he couldn't find two plainclothes bodyguards.

"Brother Ah San, where are they?"

"In the alley 20 meters ahead."

Fang Zhuo heard the words and walked over, and sure enough, he saw two men, one tall and one short.

The two were stunned when they found out that they were captured. Their tracking and anti-tracking capabilities were far higher than the average level in the industry. This was the first time their boat capsized.

Fang Zhuo took out two bottles of mineral water from the bag and handed them over, "Thank you."

The two took the water mechanically, wondering how they were discovered.

Fang Zhuo left the alley, went to the appliance store, and gave water to his former colleagues.

More than half a month passed in a blink of an eye, the brothers got together and talked a lot, and finally went to have lunch together.

This time it was Uncle Chen's guest.

Uncle Chen was a little worried about Fang Zhuo's recent situation, and called him to the smoking area after eating, "I passed by the gate of the community a few days ago, and saw a missing person notice on a telephone pole."

Fang Zhuo froze for a moment, feeling that it had something to do with him.

"The photo on the missing person notice is... Fang Wei." Uncle Chen showed an unbelievable expression, "The above offered a reward saying that he had mental retardation and got lost. The reward was [-]. You didn't get it?"

Fang Zhuo was startled, the white-eyed wolf was worth 10 yuan, "Brother Ah San, did the Xiang family make this?"

233 said yes, "It's not just that, I just found out that Fang Wei is wanted on the Internet."

Xiang Wanwan, a young acting student, suffered disfiguring injuries. The Xiang family was furious and immediately called the police.

After calling the police, the police immediately went to the school to arrest people, but when they learned that Fang Wei had escaped, they immediately issued a wanted arrest warrant online.

Xiang Jia was anxious to arrest the person as soon as possible, and secretly found someone to make a half-truth and half-fake missing person notice, trying to do both.

Needless to say, this method is really useful, and someone actually provided clues.

But when the police arrived, Fang Wei ran away again. Obviously, someone tipped off the news in advance.

Seeing that the little brother was silent, Uncle Chen sighed, "I can tell from your expression, you didn't do it, Fang Zi, Fang Wei, did he do something wrong, did he offend someone?"

Fang Zhuo straightened out a lot of things the system said, and shook his head at Uncle Chen, "Don't worry about it, whether it's good or bad, it's his own choice."

Uncle Chen was melancholy, "How can I not worry about it? I also watched you two brothers go all the way. How did Fang Wei become like this?"

A college student with a bright future turned into a street mouse being hunted down in an instant.

The contrast between front and back was too strong, and Uncle Chen couldn't accept it for a while.

Fang Zhuo reached out and hooked the big brother's shoulder, "He is an adult, and he must use his own shoulders to carry everything he does. I persuaded him, but it was useless."

Thinking of some dogs being cornered, not only jumping over walls, but also biting people, Fang Zhuo said, "If Fang Wei comes looking for you, don't open the door, call the police first, and then call me, I will take..."

He suddenly stopped in the middle of the conversation, and he seemed to see the lame man in black again.