Dream Love O is Cherry Alpha

After lunch, the airport pick-up car arrived, and the family went out with their luggage.

When getting in the car, Wen Jing was still debating whether he could continue to sit next to Fu Xingxian, or if he would get together again for no reason.

Now he feels that two people are not magnets of the same polarity, but opposites attract.

Who knew there would be no chance to test the magnets at all.

Fu Hong waved: "Xiaojing, come here, I'll talk to you about something."

Wen Jing responded, exchanged glances with Fu Xingxian who was behind him, and sat hesitantly next to the boss.

Fu Hong: "Do you know Xiao Se?"

Wen Jing: "... who?"

Fu Hong looked at his expression: "The company you recommend, don't you know the founder?"

Wen Jing scratched his head: "Ahaha, I'm just a soldier who works, how can I know the high-level people?"

Fu Hong: "But he knows you and your father."

Wen Jing was silent for a while, and found a strange yet familiar title in his broken memory.

Uncle Xiao.

"I don't know him well."

He thought, Uncle Fu really went to investigate and found a lot of things, otherwise he wouldn't have mentioned these things.

Fu Hong: "Do you know what your father's situation is now?"

"I don't know." Wen Jing lowered his voice, "I heard that he was sentenced to 10 years in prison, but I haven't seen it."

Fu Hong retracted his gaze and sighed: "I thought I could find a breakthrough from you."

Wen Jing:?

Fu Hong: "For this cooperation, the founder of the White Security Alliance said that he would come in person. I thought I could learn something from you, and maybe I could get a discount."

Wen Jing looked up: "Do you want to cooperate?"

Fu Hong: "It hasn't been decided yet. There is still a P5. The information department has also contacted other suppliers, and they have to investigate."

"Although Fuxing has plans to engage in this information security project, after all, he has never been in contact with it and lacks experience. Are you free then, come and help us take a look? lest uncle be tricked by others."

Wen Jing touched his nose: "Uncle Fu, don't you despise me?"

"Wenjing..."

Fu Hong raised his hand and was about to rub Wen Jing's curly hair, but suddenly found his eldest son sitting in the front row, looking at him expressionlessly.

……

His hand shifted unconsciously, and finally landed on Wen Jing's shoulder.

Fu Hong moved his lips, realizing that he had forgotten the words.

Wen Jing raised his head full of expectation.

From this tone, it seemed that Uncle Fu would comfort him.

But Uncle Fu didn't say anything.

Wen Jing started to feel unconfident again, staring at the two hands he held together: "Last night, Auntie didn't seem very happy when she was eating, and she didn't eat much. Is it because of me..."

Fu Hong: "You have to remember that seeing is not necessarily believing."

He lowered his voice: "Your aunt has eaten a little too much these days. When she came back yesterday, she weighed herself and found that she gained two catties..."

Song Huiran turned around suddenly: "Fu! Hong!"

Wen Jing: ...

Song Huiran changed seats with Fu Hong, and asked him to play with Fu Le, while he sat next to Wen Jing, pulling him to talk.

Song Huiran: "Are you in a better mood? When an Omega is in heat, you should not only protect yourself, but also keep in touch with your friends. It's easy for a person to think wildly, you know?"

Wen Jing: "Auntie, don't you think I..."

Song Huiran patted his head: "You didn't listen to what I told you yesterday?"

Wen Jing: ...

What did your aunt say yesterday?

Song Huiran shook his head: "I have communicated with Teacher Liu and your Dean Zhang long ago, and your uncle also went to find out about your situation... Do we seem to be easy to deceive? We will take strangers away casually. Come home and say you want to adopt you?"

This is true.

Song Huiran pinched his face: "You are still young, study hard, don't be so heavy-hearted."

"You plan to move back, right? If there's anything you can't handle yourself, remember to find your aunt."

Smell head.

The attitude of the family towards him has not changed, even closer than before.

My heart is soft.

It's early autumn, but the sun is still very bright.

Wen Jing pushed open the glass door of Kaifeng Cai, and was blown away by the air conditioner at the door.

He turned his head and looked around, and saw Zhang Shan in the corner seat.

Zhang Shan's long arms waved desperately: "Here, here!"

The things on the table are piled up in mountains, and the papers, reference books, and exercise books of various subjects are placed in a mess.

Wen Jing frowned: "Why do you bring so much? How much can you write in a day?"

Zhang Shan patted his chest confidently: "Just today, I eat lunch, dinner and supper here. If I stay for ten hours, I don't think it's a problem to get half of it done!"

"Of course, the premise is that you share your summer homework with me." He grinned.

Wen Jing threw his schoolbag on the seat next to him and sat down.

"Sorry, I might have disappointed you."

Zhang Shan: "Ah? You won't stop showing it to me, right?"

Wen Jing took out the physics exercise book: "Come, let me show you."

Zhang Shan opened it, and it was blank.

In disbelief, he flipped through the booklet from beginning to end, and finally confirmed in panic that Wen Jing hadn't written it.

"What about the others!?"

Wen Jing was very angry: "Take it wherever you want, it's best to write it for me by the way."

……

"It's over, it's over, it's over, school is about to start and I haven't moved a single word." He took out his phone and opened Xiaoqun, "Let me see who else can save me."

Wen Ding ordered a cup of room temperature milk tea, opened the notebook and started to write questions.

After a while, the milk tea was delivered before he wrote half a page of math problems.

He threw the pen aside and poked open the milk tea with a straw: "How about it, did you find anyone?"

Zhang Shan: "I just formed a small group to see if we can cooperate. But only a few people talked, and it felt like they didn't get up."

Wen Jing swallowed the milk tea in his mouth: "Give me one."

The content of the group chat is scattered——

"It's very noisy early in the morning."

"Shan, you didn't move a single word, you want to be a white wolf?"

"Cooperation is also fine, whoever will change with me after I finish writing the language."

Gao Shan: "I'll ask Brother Jing to come in."

"?"

[View] joined the group chat.

"Brother Jing! Are you with Zhang Shan?"

View: "Hmm."

"I'm going too! I'm going too! Where are you?"

"Add me."

"+2"

"+3"

……

Gao Shan: "You Brother Jing hasn't written it yet!!!"

"It's okay, it's not a big problem."

"We can write together."

"Brother Jing is our Dinghaishenzhen!"

View: "Come on, let's assign some tasks to everyone."

Zhang Shan looked up angrily: "Who are they!"

Wen Jing tapped his finger on the table: "Now you have two choices. First, start doing the questions right away, otherwise you won't have your share in the exchange."

Zhang Shan: "What about the second one?"

Wen Jing: "Make a plan, calculate the workload clearly, and be responsible for assigning tasks and scheduling work."

Zhang Shan was dumbfounded: "...the plan? There is still a plan? And scheduling?"

He suspected that Wen Jing had been completely assimilated by the president!

Wen Jing: "Look at the group."

Zhang Shan took a closer look: "I'll go!"

There were not a few people bubbling just now, but now there are already more than a dozen people who have signed up.

An hour later, this Kaifeng restaurant was completely taken over by a group of students.

According to Zhang Shan's plan, every half an hour of writing, everyone can exchange and treat it as a break.Otherwise, it is very cool to copy in one breath, but it is terrible to do the questions in one breath.

"Of course, you can't write too little in this half an hour, or you will be lazy, and lazy people will be kicked out!" Zhang Shan announced the cooperation rules.

"What about you? What are you doing?" Someone raised his hand.

Zhang Shan patted his chest: "I am logistics. Brother Jing said that everyone is welcome to eat. You can see what you want to eat. I will order it for you together."

"Fuck~"

"Thank you Brother Jing!"

"Thank you, Chief Logistics Manager!"

"I want to eat chicken wings!"

Wen Jing took the pen and twirled it around: "It's okay, no thanks."

The chief manager arranges everything properly and is also responsible for maintaining discipline, keeping an eye on those lazy guys who don't bother to eat.

Wen Jingan quietly worked on more than two pages of questions, and heard Zhang Shan announce: "It's time! Come, come, change!"

He handed out his mathematics booklet, and got a physics book in a clockwise direction.

This rest time is about 10 minutes, and he reckons he can finish copying it soon.

……

Two minutes later, Wen Jing frowned and looked up at the others.

It was very quiet, and each of them moved like flying.

He pushed aside the unknown booklet and started to do the questions by himself.

After half an hour of the second round, Wen Jing received a Chinese book.

It's okay to have an ugly word, he himself is not much better, so he is not qualified to say it.But the reading comprehension question was so bad that he couldn't bear to look directly at it, which made him have the urge to correct with a red pen.

Draw a bloody fork on all of them!

Forget it.

Wen Jing pushed the notebook forward and glanced around.

Most of the people who came were from Class [-] of Senior High School.It's good enough that they are willing to do the questions, and they can't ask for more.

But himself...

I almost forgot that he was about to enter the first class of science.

Maybe the teacher won't correct other people's summer homework, but his will.

Because his class teacher is still Lao Liu.

Wen Jing touched Zhang Shangang's homework assignment form from the side, and revisited the amount of tasks for the summer homework.

Then he leaned back in his chair, took out his phone, and opened the chat window.

View: "Brother, have you finished your homework yet?"

View: "I can't finish writing, help!"

He looked at the desktop, arranged a pile of exercise booklets, clicked one, and sent it over.

Fu Xingxian didn't answer for a while, Wen Jing put away his phone and sighed.

After returning from city B, the two of them haven't seen each other for several days.

Suddenly returning to the previous life, it's strange that he is not used to it, and I don't know what he is busy with these days.

Zhang Shan walked over and knocked on the table vividly, with the expression of a dean.

"What are you doing? Why don't you write it? It won't be your turn after you take it away?"

"You can take it now. There are too many mistakes in this topic, and my hand does not allow me to copy it." Wen Jing said with a blank expression, "And I have already asked for help outside the venue."

Zhang Shan: "Who do you turn to for help?"

Wen Jing: "Fu Xingxian."

"Huh?? Can you still find the president?" Someone next to him heard it and raised his head, "Can the president give it?"

"I don't think so."

"The difference between the president and the dean is mainly in appearance. Is there any difference in other aspects?"

"Hahahahaha!"

Wen Jing thought, there is still a difference, his brother's plan is much stronger.

"Hey, hey, don't be like this, that's my campus male god!"

"Brother Jing, why would you think of looking for the president, the plan he made for you before is too terrible."

"Yes, I am afraid to hear his name now, devil!"

Wen Jing's thoughts drifted away again.

Indeed the devil.

Devil figure.

……

He rubbed his slightly hot face, picked up the milk tea and took a sip.

The phone rang.

Wen Jing took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Fu Xingxian.He didn't reply to the message, just called directly.

Wen Jing looked at the people around him, cleared his throat, and gave a cold feed.

Fu Xing paused for a moment: "Are you doing homework with Zhang Shan?"

Wen Jing: "There are still a lot of people, wait a minute."

He got out of his seat, opened the door and left the shop.

Wen Jing's voice softened a little: "Brother~ how do you know I'm with someone else?"

Fu Xingxian: "The photo you sent, the handwriting next to it is not yours."

Wen Jing: "Hey~ There are too many mistakes in that book, I can't keep copying it. Have you finished your homework yet?"

Fu Xingxian's voice was very low: "You want to copy my homework?"

Wen Jing: "You want to hit me again?"

Fu Xingxian chuckled lightly: "I won't fight. Where are you, I'll come and find you."

Wen Jing hung up the phone, still a little dazed.

Fu Xingxian really agreed to show him his homework, what's going on?

But there are still conditions.

His phone vibrated, and received the weak points that Fu Xingxian sorted out for him at the end of last semester.After completing the questions related to these knowledge points, after Fu Xingxian checked and confirmed, he could read his homework.

Wen Jing pushed the door open and returned to his seat: "The third round has begun? Where is my chemistry? Give it to me!"

Before Zhang Shan contacted so many people to do homework together, he probably knew that he didn't need to work so hard, but it felt like that, with a sense of decadence that he loved to write or not.

But now, it is clear that the number of topics to be done has not decreased, and even because of his weakness, the difficulty has increased and it will take more time, but he feels that he is full of energy.

Wen Jing got his own chemistry study booklet and moved his pen like flying.I don't know how long it will take for Fu Xing to come here, but he wants to write more before then.

Maybe his brother thought he was doing well and patted his head?

"Brother Jing, what's wrong with you? You blushed after doing a question." Zhang Shan leaned over, "Do you feel unwell?"

Wen Jing clenched his fists: "Get out! Don't affect my thinking about the problem."

Zhang Shan: "Oh, oh, okay."

Wen Jing: "You guys continue in a while, I won't participate."

Zhang Shan: "Huh?"

Wen Jing: "My foreign aid is coming soon."

Zhang Shan was shocked: "...Are you sure it's foreign aid, not the leader who came to inspect?"

Zhang Shan recalled that Fu Xingxian was in school every day, wearing his uniform meticulously and selflessly, and felt that Wen Jing made a wrong decision.

But it doesn't seem right, the relationship between Brother Jing and the chairman, can it be the same?

Zhang Shan looked at the other students, moved his arms forward a little, and asked in a low voice, "How did you two get along during the summer vacation?"

"What's the matter?" Wen Jing glanced at him, "I'm going to City B for business, and I'm going to participate in the competition. What's going on in your mind all day?"

Zhang Shan: "That day in the mall, I saw the two of you holding hands. Later, we participated in a competition together and won the first place. When you are happy, don't you hug and hold high?"

Wen Jing: ...

"Forget it, the chairman looks like that, I don't even think about it." Zhang Shan shook his head, "It's easy to think wildly when you watch too much. I saw that in the photo of your prize winning competition, he also had a sullen face and no expression. What is called Not being moved by external objects, what a general demeanor, when can I do the same?"

Wen Jing coughed lightly: "Actually, he's not that serious, and he's usually a nice person."

Zhang Shan took a breath: "Are you used to being abused by his study plan? Even if I am his fan, I can't say such words against my will?"

Wen Jing: "...I won't tell you anymore, let's do the questions!"

In the early years, Fuxing Group bought a piece of land near the urban village in City A and built an office building with more than 30 floors.After these years of development, the surrounding economy has been driven, and the villages in the city have long since disappeared. Many office buildings and commercial areas have been built one after another, and a new CBD has been formed.

The building of the Fuxing Group has always been the tallest and most conspicuous landmark in this area.

The top floor of the building is surrounded by a large circle of floor-to-ceiling windows, and the office environment is very quiet. The people who come and go are group executives and elite figures, all in neat suits.

Fu Xingxian walked through the long corridor in a well-fitting shirt and trousers.

In the tea room next to it, several stylish Omegas in professional suits were picking up coffee.

Seeing him pass by, some people covered their faces with documents in their hands, but their eyes were still staring, and some people turned their backs directly and whispered in other people's ears.

"very handsome."

"I seem to be a little more mature today, have you changed your hairstyle?"

"The son of the chairman has been here every day recently..."

"...Don't be kidding, I'm still underage."

"Can't you even think about it? Hehehe~"

"Hey, you were born and I was not born..."

Fu Xing walked to the end of the corridor without looking sideways, knocked on the door, entered the chairman's office, and put a thick stack of documents on the boss's desk.

"It's all sorted out."

Fu Hong raised his head: "So soon? Do you have other arrangements today?"

Fu Xingxian: "I asked Wen Jing to do my summer homework."

"Ah... summer homework." Fu Hong rubbed his temples.

His eldest son and he do things in the same way, and it's quite convenient to use. He accidentally forgot that this guy is still a student and has homework to do.

Fu Hong: "I remember that your teacher doesn't check homework. I still have other things that need you to sort out."

Fu Xingxian: "School will start soon."

Fu Hong: "? Could it be that you failed the preliminary examination at the beginning of school? Stop joking."

Fu Xingxian: "There are too many homework, Wen Jing can't finish writing."

Fu Hong paused.

"...All right, I'll find someone to take you off."

"No, there are other students here, your car is too high-profile."

About four or ten minutes later, Fu Xingxian got out of the car and crossed the road. While waiting for the traffic light, he saw the person he was looking for.

Xiao Curly was wearing the white T-shirt they bought at the playground, sitting on the window seat of Kaifengcai, with a straight figure, and was doing the questions very seriously.

Fu Xingxian unconsciously brought a smile on his face, walked to the glass of Kaifeng dish, and knocked on it.

Wen Jing felt something moving beside him.

But before he finished writing the chemical formula, he didn't look up, and continued in his hand.

On the contrary, those guys who were tired of doing their homework and couldn't sit still for a long time and were looking around jumped up.

"The president of the trough is really here!"

"Are you crazy to wear uniforms all summer???"

"It's not a uniform. Our school uniform is a crimson bow tie, and there are no ties!"

"Oh, I smell a ripe Alpha..."

"This piece of glass separates not only the air-conditioning, but also the world of elites and hangers..."

"Fuck you, you are Diaosi!"

Wen Jing raised his head amidst the noise, and met Fu Xingxian's eyes.

Damn, he's really handsome.

He also combed his hair, and combed his bangs up, probably from pomade.

He knew at the playground last time that Fu Xingxian was super suitable for carrying his head on his back, so he thought he had no chance to see it again.

I haven't seen him for several days, how come he looks good again.

Wen Jing's gaze was fixed on his handsome brother's face, and he couldn't move an inch.

The corners of Fu Xingxian's mouth curved slightly, and he hooked his fingers at him.

Wen Jing got up quickly, stuffed his homework and stationery into his bag, and kicked Zhang Shan: "My brother is here and I have to go."

"Your brother? Who is it?" Zhang Shan stood up and was shocked to find someone standing outside.

President?elder brother?

Wen Jing waved his hand: "You guys write slowly, everything I ate today will be charged to my account. Zhang Shan remembers to ask me for reimbursement."

"No need, we can just pay for it ourselves." Someone said.

Wen Jing pushed open the door, leaving only one sentence: "It's okay, I'm happy today."

Zhang Shan: Are you happy?You were still complaining about too much homework just now!

The author has something to say:

No matter, just happy.