Pregnant with a scumbag uncle's child

The man smiled slightly and said, "No, it's easy."

His laughter was low and soft, and Lin Zhou was almost sent away where he was.

The man in front of him just watched the manager and that Young Master Qin's attitudes change rapidly, and knew that he had a high status, and he must be a high-ranking person in order to have such a conversation and aura.

Most of these high-quality men get married at an early age. Maybe their children will be soy sauce. The lesson of his ex-boyfriend is vivid in his memory. Lin Zhou secretly warned himself not to just jump out of a pit and turn around to plan a bigger one for himself. The pit, now it is too late to refuse.

"Then I will trouble you."

...There is no need to save it, just bury it, the deep pit is his best destination.

Fu Mingshen took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the nearby driver, asking him to send a pair of pants. After sending the message, he said to Lin Zhou: "It will be delivered in about 20 minutes. I still have something to do. Can you leave a contact information?"

These words hit Lin Zhou's heart, he pursed his lips, and asked, "Is WeChat okay? I'll transfer the money to you later."

Fu Mingshen raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and said, "Yes."

While spitting on his cautiousness, Lin Zhou couldn't help but excitedly took out his mobile phone, added friends with the man, and didn't notice the smile that could not be hidden in the man's eyes.

The two became friends, and the man said goodbye and left. Lin Zhou's phone buzzed and vibrated. He looked down at the screen and saw a message from the friend he just added.

F: Fu Mingshen, my name.

Fu Mingshen... This name was very unfamiliar to Lin Zhou, and he was sure again that he did not recognize this person.

Maybe he is an enthusiastic passer-by, Lin Zhou thought so, sent him his name, and added him as a note.

When Zhou Yi came back from dancing, he found that the table where he and Lin Zhou were sitting had a new look. There was a bottle of valuable wine and some exquisite side dishes on it.

If Lin Zhou hadn't been sitting at the table, he would have wondered if the table had been replaced.

"What are you doing? It won't be until next month?"

Today was originally Lin Zhou's treat to thank him. This table is worth several thousand. He is a student, and he is not a rich second generation. Where did he get so much money?

Lin Zhou was about to explain that it was sent by the owner of the bar as an apology, when Zhou Yi suddenly exclaimed: "Why did you change your pants, this is the latest style of the L family!"

"..." Lin Zhou was speechless, "Why are your eyes so sharp?"

"Can you not be sharp? Their clothes are expensive and hard to buy. I can recognize them when they turn to ashes. Damn, I just left for half an hour. You haven't time-traveled, what have you experienced!"

Lin Zhou roughly told him what happened just now. As for the trousers, he didn't expect that the other party would send a pair of L's directly. He just checked the price of these trousers on their official website, and his eyes were almost smeared on the spot. passed away.

However, Lin Zhou still transferred the money to Fu Mingshen. He has been busy with his studies in the past few years while receiving extra money to make money. Because he produces pictures quickly and his painting style is in line with the current mainstream aesthetics, he has saved up some savings, which is barely enough for this project. pants money.

Because of this, he also went bankrupt, and waited to drink the northwest wind next month.

This is the price of obsession.

Zhou Yi was stunned for a while, and finally his eyes lit up.

"That is to say, that man not only helped you, but also gave you a pair of L's pants? Honey, this is your second spring!"

"..." Lin Zhou almost choked on his own saliva, "I just don't like it, so I just want to help you."

"Come on! Just give me a pair of L's pants for you? My boyfriend is not that generous, hey," Zhou Yi approached with a gossipy face, and asked, "Is that guy handsome? Did you exchange contact information?" ah?"

"Well, I added WeChat."

"Damn, WeChat has been added, this speed is okay!" Zhou Yi stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, winking at him, "I hope you can lure him to bed as soon as possible."

Lin Zhou: "......"

No need...so simple and rude.

After Fu Mingshen sent him the self-introduction message, there was no more text, and Lin Zhou confiscated the money he transferred to him.

There was no movement there until he returned to school.

"My dear boy, you are finally back. Dad thought you were abducted by some bad guy."

Just as Lin Zhou opened the dormitory door and entered, his roommate Cao Junyi rushed over and howled falsely.

Lin Zhou has long been used to his roommate who is a playwright, so he pushed him away and asked, "Did your internship go well today?"

They are now in the second half of their senior year, and the school requires each student to have an internship for more than two months before they can get a diploma, so during this time everyone is busy looking for jobs and doing internships.

"Don't mention it, I feel like I'm like a primitive person, and I don't fit in with them. The person who took me still looked indifferent, as if I owed him 800 million. I don't want to go tomorrow."

Lin Zhou hadn't practiced before, so he didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only say: "Didn't the senior say that it's normal to not get used to it at first, you try it for a few days, if you really can't do it, it's not too late to leave."

It's hard to find internships now, and companies don't really want interns like them who can run away at any time and don't know anything.

"Oh, that's all it takes."

Lin Zhou patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, took his pajamas again, and was about to take a shower. He felt very uncomfortable because of the smell of the bar all over his body.

While changing shoes, he heard Cao Junyi hesitantly say: "By the way, it's really impossible for you and that Ji Lin?"

Lin Zhou paused, and then he heard Cao Junyi hastily explain: "I'm not here to be a lobbyist, but I just played pesticides, accidentally joined his team, chatted for a while, he seemed very sad, and let I'll tell him when your anger subsides, and he will come to you to apologize, I don't think you can avoid him like this, why don't you find a chance to meet him and explain the matter clearly."

In the past, Lin Zhou was busy studying and drawing, and he didn't like to play games. After Pesticide had a relationship with Ji Lin, Ji Lin took him to play. It happened that Cao Junyi also played this game. The three of them played together several times. It's not surprising to have game friends.

Lin Zhou thought that his attitude was decisive enough, and he didn't know where it gave Ji Lin the illusion that he still had a chance.

He pursed his lower lip and said, "Okay, sorry, I didn't know he would go to you."

"What's the matter with embarrassment, hey, it's pretty bad enough to meet this kind of person, and thanks to your good temper, if I were to change to Lao Tzu, I would have already beaten him to the ground."

Lin Zhou smiled. The reason why he didn't want to see Ji Lin was because he was afraid that he couldn't control the hand that wanted to beat him.

No one is a bodhisattva who can face this deception without wavering.

Lin Zhou put down his pajamas, picked up his mobile phone, and released Ji Lin's number from the blacklist. He wanted to make a call at first, but he really didn't want to hear his voice. He didn't think much of it when he was in love before, but now he doesn't like it. He talks greasy.

After thinking about it, he sent him a message, asking when he would be free, to meet him.

Ji Lin probably was busy or didn't pay attention to read the text message, so he didn't reply to his message.

Lin Zhou took a shower and came out, but he didn't receive a reply, and he didn't care. He took his mobile phone and lay on the bed, and opened WeChat to find that Mr. Fu had already replied to his message.

Fu Mingshen returned the money he transferred and sent him a message.

Fu Mingshen: Did you go back?

I don't know why, when Lin Zhou saw this news, the unhappiness brought about by Ji Lin was wiped away, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

An: Well, the money belongs to the trousers, please accept it.

With that said, Lin Zhou transferred the money to him again.

As a result, as soon as the transfer was made, the phone buzzed twice, and the system prompted that the other party returned the money.

Fu Mingshen: For you, no money is required.

An: This is no good. I have already received your help for nothing. I can't take such an expensive thing for nothing.

Fu Mingshen: I just checked your circle of friends. You know how to draw, right? I happen to have two paintings in a coffee shop. I like your style. vice?

Lin Zhou paused with his fingertips. He would occasionally post some of his paintings in Moments. Although his grades have always been top-notch, his painting style is still immature. It is probably not difficult for this man to want paintings by contemporary famous artists. His paintings can also catch people's eyes.

The arc of Lin Zhou's mouth couldn't help but widen.

Kishi: If you don't mind my poor painting, of course it's fine. What's your request?

In the speeding business car, the assistant Han Dongyu just turned around from the front seat when he saw his boss looking at the phone and tapping the leather seat with his fingers. He was very familiar with this action. He set the trap with confidence.

Han Dongyu shivered, wondering which unlucky guy would be unlucky again.

"What's the matter?" Fu Mingshen noticed his gaze, raised his eyes and asked.

"Mr. Qin from Lingyue asked someone to tell you that Young Master Qin was too drunk today and offended you. I hope you don't take it to heart. If possible, he would like to treat you to a meal with the person who was bullied by Young Master Qin. Apologize in person."

"No see." Fu Mingshen's voice was cold, and at the same time, a message from his subordinates was sent out.

F: I have quite a lot of requests. Find a time for an interview?

Lin Little Sheep Zhou, who had never been beaten by the society, was still holding the script of repaying his gratitude. He didn't even know that he had stepped into the golden wire net set up by others, and quickly responded to the message.

Zhou Zhou: OK, just these two days?

Zhou Zhou: I'm going to do an internship next Monday, and I'm sure I'll be busy. If possible, I can help you draw this week.

"Are there any particularly urgent arrangements for tomorrow?" Fu Mingshen asked.

Han Dongyu picked up his ipad and looked at his itinerary, and said: "It's all about work, nothing particularly important. Oh, there is a document about the approval of the company's staff to go to the spring outing. Last year, something went wrong. Well, this year you need special approval from your side, and the administration department is urging me today, saying that if you don’t approve it, it will be too late to book a car and a place to stay.”

Fu Mingshen replied to Lin Zhou, "Tomorrow is fine, you can choose the time and place", and said, "Bring it here and show me."

Han Dongyu opened the electronic file and handed over the ipad.

Fu Mingshen glanced around and said, "The budget is too small. Tell the administration to raise 30% of the current cost for each person, and the money will come from my personal account."

Han Dongyu:? ? ?

"This...why, why." Han Dongyu couldn't believe that this evil capitalist would still have a red rain day.

Fu Mingshen's cell phone flickered, and it was Lin Zhou who replied to him the time and place to meet tomorrow. The wicked capitalist slowly smiled and said, "No reason, I'm in a good mood."