When a Buddha is dressed as cannon fodder

Wuyou didn't expect that the neighbor was actually Fu Junheng, in fact, he should have expected it earlier.

Fu Ning has bought a house with Kang Jingwu and himself, so there is no reason not to sell it to Fu Junheng.And Fu Junheng also has shares in Fu's Real Estate, so it's not surprising to keep one set for his own use.

"Young Master Fu is fine." Wuyou greeted calmly.

"If I don't come to A'you, A'you will never take the initiative to contact me." Fu Junheng crossed the low courtyard wall and walked to the courtyard on Wuyou's side.

The garden wall shared by the two of them was much shorter than the other walls, only half a meter high, and Fu Junheng's long legs could easily cross it.

"Young Master Fu always has a sour taste when he speaks, but is it because he eats too much vinegar?" Wuyou said with a smile.

Fu Junheng: "..."

Seeing his devastated expression, Wuyou felt a lot better: "It's not because I'm unfeeling, it's because Fu Shao is busy with work, so I don't want to bother you."

"No matter how busy I am at work, I still answer your calls from time to time. On the other hand, Ayou, I often don't answer your calls."

"During training time, Coach Di doesn't allow me to bring my phone."

"I'm talking about when you didn't train." Fu Junheng had already walked in front of Wuyou, bent slightly, "Ayou, you are hiding from me."

The distance between the two suddenly drew closer, and Fu Junheng's deep eyes seemed to be shining in the night.

The elegant breath invaded, Wuyou stood up, took two steps unhurriedly, "Since Fu Shao knew that I was avoiding you, why did you come to the door?"

"Ayou wants to hide from me, but I don't want to hide from you. Why can't I come? Besides, this is my home, I'm just going home." The deep and magnetic voice filled the night, adding to the ambiguity.

"Ha, I didn't expect Young Master Fu to be the same as Young Master Lan... he has developed a good face."

Fu Junheng's eyelids twitched when he heard that he was thick-skinned, "Ayou's mouth is really unforgiving, it's even cuter when he doesn't speak."

"It's a pity that I'm not dumb." Wuyou smiled, "Young Master Fu, please sit down! It's hot, drink a cup of tea to relieve the heat."

Only then did the two sit down, Wuyou took out the small teacup and poured Fu Junheng a cup of tea.

Fu Junheng took a sip, today's tea was very bitter, he frowned, "Do you like bitter tea?"

"Bitterness is one of the many flavors of life, and it is also a kind of practice. Fu Shao might as well try it."

He was feeling irritable recently, and wanted to drink some bitter tea to remind himself, but he didn't expect to bump into Fu Junheng here tonight.

Fu Junheng glanced at him hesitantly, took another sip, the tea entered, and the bitter taste permeated, all the way to the stomach.

After tasting it after a while, it was still bitter and astringent. Fu Junheng really couldn't agree with Wuyou's taste, "What kind of tea is this?"

Although Fu Junheng doesn't like drinking tea, he still knows a thing or two about tea ceremony. This tea is bitter and astringent, and it is the lowest grade of tea.

Wuyou said: "Kudingcha, I bought it at the grocery store next to the Flower and Bird Market, and it costs ten yuan for a big bag."

Fu Junheng: ...

"I'll bring you some good tea another day, don't drink this pot."

Wuyou took a sip leisurely, "I think this tea is not bad, it resembles the commotion in this world of mortals."

Fu Junheng:?

"What new insight does Master Ayou have?"

Wuyou shook his head, "Nothing."

Fu Junheng looked at him hesitantly, always feeling that tonight's Wuyou had something to worry about, "I take Ayou as a friend, if you have any worries, you can tell me."

Fu Junheng has known Wuyou for so long, and this is the first time he has seen him so distressed.

Wuyou smiled, his current confusion is the person in front of him, how can he tell the person in front of him?

"I wonder how much Fu Shao's house costs?" Wuyou changed the subject abruptly.

Fu Junheng: "More than 9000 million, internal price, more than this number listed outside."

Worry-free: "Then it seems that I really got a big deal this time."

Fu Junheng: "It's a good thing to have such a cheap pick, you don't have to take it to heart. Fu Ning is willing to sell it to you at a low price, and maybe he will ask you elsewhere to get it back, and you don't have to feel that you owe him a favor."

"It's a pity that I will feel uneasy if I accept too much love from others. I think it's better to pay him the difference."

"It's not necessary. I heard that he wants to find you as an endorsement. He gave you such a cheap offer because he wants to cooperate with you later. And now that all the procedures have been completed, there is no need to worry about the price." Fu Junheng explain.

Fu Ning has already told Fu Junheng that Wuyou suspects that this transaction is tricky, and Fu Ning sold Kang Jingwu the set and received 6000 million from Kang Jingwu.

"Besides, Lao Kang is now arguing with Fu Ning. Fu Ning is indeed too unkind this time, and didn't give Lao Kang the lowest price." Fu Junheng said.

However, the mansions in this area are indeed worth the price. Kang Jingwu's house is in the best location. Originally, Fu Zhengsheng planned to keep it for himself. After Fu Zhengsheng collapsed, Fu Ning gave it to Kang Jingwu.

Wuyou was puzzled: "Advocacy? Real estate endorsement? I dare not accept this endorsement."

And real estate rarely invites celebrity endorsements, right? !

"It's not real estate." Fu Junheng explained, "Maybe it's his fashion show."

Fu Ning is a designer. He has taken over his mother's fashion brand for four or five years. It is considered a very successful niche fashion brand.

Worriless: "..."

"I'm not suitable for catwalks." Wuyou thought about the catwalks of catwalk models, and then thought about walking down the runway with such catwalks, and couldn't help feeling a little chilly, "I think it's better for me to make up for the market price difference."

Fu Junheng didn't persuade him either: "When he looks for you, you discuss it with him."

Wuyou still has a question: "...Young Master Fu really didn't advance the money for me?"

Fu Junheng looked into his clear black eyes, "You think I'm so taken advantage of?"

Worriless: "A little bit."

Fu Junheng: "..."

"What about the decoration?" Wuyou asked.

Fu Junheng: "Buy one get one free, your share is free, I don't need it, so I will use it for you."

"Having a rich and generous friend like Fu Shao is really a lot of convenience." Wuyou said thoughtfully.

Fu Junheng didn't expect him to accept it so quickly, instead he became a little curious: "I thought Ah You would subsidize my decoration expenses again."

"Young Master Fu's generous help, I am very grateful. If I offer a subsidy, Young Master Fu will probably refuse, so I won't waste my time. I have owed Young Master Fu much love in this life, so let's save it for the next life to repay the favor!"

Fu Junheng: ...

"Who knows if there will be a next life? Why doesn't Ayou pay it back in this life?" Fu Junheng was almost laughed at by his perverseness.

"So much kindness, probably only in my next life can I repay it with my body."

It was obviously such an ambiguous word, but it was not charming at all when it came out of his mouth, it was like teasing among friends.But even so, Fu Junheng's heart still felt a little sweet.

"Ayou doesn't have to wait for the next life, it's okay to make a promise in this life."

The corners of Fu Junheng's lips were slightly raised, and he smiled very charmingly and beautifully.

Wuyou raised his eyebrows: "If Young Master Fu is willing to eat fast, recite Buddhism, and discuss Buddhism with me, it's not impossible."

Fu Junheng: "..."

This guy must have done it on purpose.

Fu Junheng thought for a while, but he didn't want to admit defeat, so he said: "Then I want to win a prize first."

"Huh? What kind of prize does Young Master Fu want?"

Fu Junheng leaned forward, staring straight at the person in front of him: "Why don't you start off with a kiss from Ayou."

Worry-free: ...

He turned his head away and did not meet those abyss-like black eyes, "Fu Shao was joking, the first step in Buddhist cultivation is to cut off all emotions and desires."

But Fu Junheng refused to let him run away, held his face in his hands, and made him look at him, "I can't even win a lottery, so how can I believe that Ah You will agree with me in my next life?"

There was a slight smile on the corner of Fu Junheng's lips, and he looked at Wuyou with great interest, waiting for Wuyou's answer.

He finally tasted a little bit of fun from this kind of mutual pulling game, not giving the other party a chance to escape.

The moonlight was faint, and the empty courtyard was so quiet that only the sound of crickets remained.

Wuyou silently looked at Fu Junheng for a long time before saying, "Young Master Fu, don't regret it."

The smile in Fu Junheng's eyes deepened, "I have nothing to regret if I can win the favor of Ah You."

The corners of Wuyou's lips were slightly raised, and the hazy light flashed a shimmering light in his eyes, which was so beautiful that it made people lose their minds.Immediately, Wuyou turned against the guest and pushed Fu Junheng down on the chair.