my little sir

Fang Yimin didn't bother to think about it, just came out today, so he called Zhang Yuyu and Wang Baoshuo to have dinner together.

The four found a hot pot restaurant and ate hot pot together sweating profusely.

Zhang Zhouyu was wearing a professional suit. He took off his coat and tie at the moment, and asked while booing, "Why do you have time to ask us out for dinner today?"

Wang Baoshuo asked, "Have you recovered from your amnesia?"

Zhang Zhouzhou snorted: "Okay, can you come out and have dinner with us? Then you can't serve his husband at home. Unless, his husband has a dinner party."

"Was I so cheap before?" Fang Yimin couldn't believe it, "Don't make arrangements for me."

"The universe is not an exaggeration. You used to stay at home every day and watch your husband go home." Yu Wenyue clicked her lips and complained, "Better wives and mothers than us women."

Fang Yimin ignored everyone's jokes, put down his chopsticks solemnly and said, "I want to come out to work."

The three of them stopped moving, and all looked at Fang Yimin.

Zhang Yuyu asked: "Do you want to open a studio? Re-establish a studio?"

Fang Yimin shook his head: "No, I want to open a dessert shop."

The three of them were even more shocked, their eyes widened and they said in unison: "Dessert shop?"

Fang Yimin's subsequent words shocked the three of them even more: "I'm here to solicit investment today, you should buy shares."

"Are you looking for us to invest?" Zhang Zhouyu almost couldn't help laughing, "You have a ready-made one at home, and you can give you ten dessert shops directly. You still want us to invest?"

Wang Baoshuo asked with a silly smile, "Little Yi*e, are you messing with us again?"

"Go wash your meat." Fang Yimin said seriously, "I'm really going to open a dessert shop. As for Wen Qiling, I'm not going to talk to him."

Yu Wenyue asked bluntly: "Why? I feel embarrassed because I forgot him because of amnesia?"

"No, I just think about it. If I divorce him in the future, I have to have my own job and property."

Fang Yimin's words were not astonishing, and he kept dying: "I have to make plans for my future, otherwise my mother will have to support me after divorce. So I don't want to use his money to save the trouble of dividing property in the future."

Wang Baoshuo pinched Zhang Yuyu, causing him to scream, "What did I hear? Little E*ether said divorce? Did he say divorce?"

Zhang Zhouyu pinched back: "You heard me right, let you be sober."

Wang Baoshuo grinned and rubbed his thighs, and said, "Oh my god, little E*ether really broke his brain, and he is willing to say such a thing. But you are definitely a rich woman after divorce. Money."

Fang Yimin rolled his eyes speechlessly, how humble he was after marriage, to leave such an impression on them.

"I'm willing to vote, how much do you want?" Yu Wenyue spoke first.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuyu and Wang Baoshuo also raised their hands and said, "I am willing too."

"It's so interesting." Fang Yimin said with a smile, "Investment is risky, please consider it carefully."

"Tell me, how much do you want? My daughter-in-law likes you, she will definitely agree." Wang Baoshuo's words almost made Fang Yimin spit.

"I haven't counted the exact number. I plan to enroll in a class in the next two days to learn some advanced desserts and pastries, and then go to the store. I will give you an answer in about a month." Fang Yimin said, "But say Buying shares is buying shares, and I will draw up a contract."

The four of them have been together for so long, and they know each other's character from the bottom up.Although Fang Yimin looked foolish before, he was the most reliable, and he was naturally trustworthy.

But Fang Yimin is also stubborn. He said that he would prepare the contract seriously, so everyone didn't bother.

Fang Yimin finally came out once, so naturally he wanted to play after dinner.

Yu Wenyue knew that a newly opened bar had recently had a limited-level performance, so she took everyone there to broaden their horizons.

Wang Baoshuo is a 24-filial good husband and a good father, and he firmly said that he could not go.

Yu Wenyue squinted her eyes: "What are you afraid of? I just went to have a look, but you were not allowed to go. If you don't go, are you afraid that your position will not be firm and you will have a wrong mind?"

"Bullshit, I'm responsible for my family." Wang Baoshuo said with a straight face, "Go, let's see how firm my position is, Brother Dashuo."

The bar Yu Wenyue went to was a membership system, and she was considered a frequent customer, so she was allowed to bring people in.

They came just in time for the show to begin.

The decoration in the bar is no different from other bars, except that there is a huge stage half a meter above the ground in the center of the dance floor.

The lights inside were flickering, and there was a huge iron cage in the center of the stage. The iron cage was covered with a black cloth, and there was something inside.

There are two tables next to the iron cage. There are many props on the table, and there are some unintelligible things.

The flickering lights dimmed and men in scant fabrics took to the stage.The man is muscular and shines in the spotlight.

Fang Yimin shook his head slightly, the muscles are too big, not as good-looking as Mr. Wen's.

Ambiguous and weird music sounded, and the man walked and danced along with the music, his clothes were thin.

Fang Yimin felt hot eyes, but the man was still standing in front of him, shaking and looking down at him with condescending eyes.He could only selectively look away.

Knowing that the other party had no intention of doing so, the man changed direction again and danced for about 2 minutes before getting into the point and opening the iron cage.

The black cloth was lifted, and a man and a woman were tied inside.

"I'll go, play so big?" Zhang Yuyu bumped Yu Wenyue's arm, "Do you usually watch such exciting things?"

Wang Baoshuo covered his eyes and was pulled down by Yu Wenyue. They were laughing, but Fang Yimin's phone vibrated.

Fang Yimin pointed at his mobile phone to the three of them, pushed aside the crowd, and walked to a quieter place to answer the phone.

Uncle Zhao called, asking when Fang Yimin would be back.Uncle Zhao's tone sounded unhurried, but Fang Yimin could hear a little eagerness.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Uncle Zhao's tone was still calm and calm: "Mr. has been playing the piano since he came back, and opened two bottles of red wine. Mr. asked Mr. Xiao several times, but he was afraid of disturbing Mr. Xiao, so he didn't call you."

Uncle Zhao is really good at talking and can really reveal the information he wants to reveal.Fang Yimin happened to have no interest in the performances in it, so he promised to be back in a while.

The music on the stage had stopped, only the rattling of iron chains could be heard, accompanied by a blushing sound.

Fang Yimin didn't look at the stage, but told Yu Wenyue and the others that he had something to do and went back.Yu Wenyue said that Fang Yimin was a disappointment, but seeing that Fang Yimin was not interested in playing, she didn't ask him to stay.

Wang Baoshuo rubbed his face, grabbed Fang Yimin's arm, and took the opportunity to follow him out of the bar.He drove Fang Yimin home first, and then went back.

[The author has something to say: Sure enough, it is locked, and it has been revised~]