Dressed as a villain's brother

The summer insects outside the window were noisy, and there was a lingering heat in the box.

When Fu Rongjie's gaze turned, He Jin avoided it in time, his gaze wandered slightly, "...it's my junior, we came here together when we met."

That is to say, they happened to be so close that they couldn't avoid it, and this dinner could indeed bring outsiders.

And he's not good at lying.

So there is no room for rejection.

After everyone reacted for two seconds, Shao Yi'an slapped the table, "Then they are all alumni, please sit down and wait for Feng Hui now."

Waiting for everyone to have a good meal, the more topics we chat, from which cafeteria in University A is delicious, to how to cheat in your major, to wishing everyone a happy life and a smooth job, etc., there are some who don’t, and those who can talk can’t talk Yes, I can't talk about it for a while because of my youthful spirit.

Yao Zhan had a one-semester internship at Weidu in college, and knew a lot about Weidu, so he spent less than half of his time at the dinner table listening to him talk.

"Don't worry too much. Last time I interviewed, I felt that the leaders were very good. We just need to do our own thing well." Shao Yi'an has a generous and pleasing appearance, and his personality is also forthright.

"However, I still meet a few colleagues who are not very friendly because of their qualifications, and job matching is a problem." Yao Zhan said disapprovingly, "If it wasn't for the decent salary, I wouldn't even want to come."

The corner of Shao Yi'an's mouth twitched, and he thought that if you don't want to come, then don't come, what are you doing here.

Yao Zhanqian took a sip of his wine and looked like someone who came here, "But it's okay, we will be in the same department at that time, we will help each other together, treat the department manager to eat and drink, and if we are lucky, we will be promoted .”

Shao Yi'an couldn't stand listening, and said, "It's not as bad as you said."

Yao Zhan raised his jaw, "Don't believe me... If it weren't for the poor business situation, I wouldn't choose Weidu."

He turned his eyes again, and looked at Fu Rongjie with a pair of peach blossom eyes, "Shouldn't the junior have graduated yet? If you have other choices, it's best not to come here."

He continued to sip his wine and waited for a while, but before he could respond, he looked up and saw that the boy's index finger was lightly circling the rim of the wine glass, and his gaze fell to his side vaguely, as if he was not listening.

He Jin noticed the clue first, and secretly poked Fu Rongjie with his arm.

Fu Rongjie regained his senses and blocked his hand, "Don't eat spicy food, and drink less alcohol."

He Jin understood, her cheeks turned red.

Fu Rongjie glanced at He Jin's lower back, which he had been rubbing from time to time, and then said to Yao Zhan under the other's gaze, "I remember."

Yao Zhan continued to ask: "How old is my junior?"

He Jin was a little annoyed by him, so he took the call for Fu Rongjie in a cold tone, "He just graduated, so he's not in a hurry to get a job right now."

Yao Zhan asked strangely: "Just graduated? Shouldn't fresh graduates be recruited in the spring and fall and just decide on a unit?"

Seemingly aware of Donanhou who he asked, he added: "Anyway, try to go to those big companies as much as possible."

"..." He Jin didn't know how to answer his words.

He had just listened to it for a while, thinking how to stop Yao Zhan from continuing to bring up this topic.

You can't just say it directly, can you stop saying that the subsidiary of the family is not good in front of the Fu family.

If Fu Rongjie was a stingy and vengeful person, tell his family members, wouldn't Yao Zhan be put on shoes every minute?

He Jin glanced at Fu Rongjie, thinking that it shouldn't be.

Although Yao Zhan really hates it.

Fu Rongjie turned his gaze away as if aware of it, and suddenly met He Jin's gaze.

The coldness in his eyes dissipated a little, and he said to Yao Zhan, "There are indeed problems with Weidu's current management, but as an emerging Internet company, it should reform its management system in the future."

Yao Zhan was taken aback by his stern eyes, and pursed his lips, "...Maybe."

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold. Someone wanted to calm down, and deliberately smiled and accused: "Yao Zhan, you just called me a junior, didn't you? He Jin even said that this brother is also from A university, but you are from D university."

Yao Zhan listened to his gags, so he went down along the slope, and changed the topic, "They are both studying in the universities in the imperial capital, why can't they shout? What about the D university? Although the overall ranking is not as good as the A university, the computer is also very good. Strong, okay?"

There are a few programmers here, and they all nodded in agreement.

The topic was finally brought to the fore, and those who were interested could hear something else from the conversation just now.

For example, it was said that Fu Rongjie was not yet employed.

If you are not waiting for the exam to enter a government institution, then your family is rich and powerful, and you have arranged your way.

Qu Yan, who said he had met He Jin before, didn't hold back the doubt in his heart, and asked Fu Rongjie, "Young brother is two years younger than me, right? I don't think I've heard of you much?"

It stands to reason that Fu Rongjie has an excellent appearance and appearance, so he should be particularly eye-catching among the science students in University A, just like he noticed He Jin back then.

But he had hardly heard of the man.

As soon as he spoke, everyone's attention was attracted.

You Ying He, who is also from A University, "That's right, it's true, isn't this student much better-looking than the very popular male artist in our school's Academy of Fine Arts?"

But it's not well-known in University A.

When they asked, He Jin also froze for a moment.

He participated in competitions and went out for internships in his junior and senior years, and he didn't pay much attention to the protagonist.

Even Fu Rongjie didn't sign a contract with any company until he chatted last night.

"I went abroad for an exchange for a year. After I came back, I started a business with my classmates and opened a studio. I was basically not on campus, and I didn't take many classes." Fu Rongjie explained calmly.

He Jin gave a low "huh".

It turned out to be the case.

"Entrepreneurship?" Shao Yi'an asked, "My junior is amazing. It's not easy to start a business now. There are new companies and new projects that have closed down one after another... How is your studio now?"

Shao Yi'an was obviously very interested and looked at him with great interest.

He Jin immediately followed Fu Rongjie's gaze, his eyes were piercing, and he completely forgot the thought of deliberately avoiding him at the beginning.

He remembered that in the original text, the protagonist started his business very successfully, but that was after studying abroad and returning to work.

Don't know how it's going now.

"It's okay." When Fu Rongjie mentioned his career, he didn't show any other emotions, as if he just mentioned an ordinary thing, "I made some money and was acquired last year."

"That's not bad." Shao Yi'an said, "We all went for the money, didn't we?"

Many people present cast envious eyes.

There are more people who want to chat with Fu Rongjie.

Qu Yan seized the opportunity and asked, "Is the junior from the imperial capital?"

"No, it's from Huailin." Fu Rongjie said.

"Huh? Isn't that from He Jin's hometown? No wonder you know each other." Qu Yan suddenly said, "I remember that your province is famous for its high scores in the college entrance examination."

The imperial capital admitted few people.

There were no other Huailin people at this table.

"Should be escorted?" someone said.

Before He Jin could deny it, he heard Fu Rongjie say, "You didn't do well in the college entrance examination, so I can only recommend you."

Everyone thought he was joking, and laughed and joked for a while.

Fu Rongjie took a sip of the wine under his tongue, and slowly swallowed it into his throat.

Out of the corner of his eye, he landed lightly on He Jin who was unaware of it, the tip of his tongue seemed to be soaked in sourness, bitterness and sweetness, with a variety of tastes.

……

A meal is quite enjoyable.

At the end, Shao Yi'an, who was the oldest, clapped his hands, "Finally, I wish everyone a bright future. See you tomorrow!"

He Jin stood up and said goodbye, followed by Fu Rongjie.

When they just left the box door, someone stopped them.

It was Feng Hui who came last.

The boy is small, with long bangs that almost cover half of his eyes. He didn't speak much at the dinner table just now.

He Jin had noticed that when Feng Hui first entered the box, he was clearly impatient.

At this time, Feng Hui shyly said to Fu Rongjie: "The younger brother is also from A University, let's add a WeChat account, and come to the senior anytime in the future."

Fu Rongjie glanced at He Jin's apparently repulsive reaction, bent his eyes, put his wrist on He Jin's shoulder, and bent slightly, "No need, I have quite a lot of seniors."

Feng Hui's mouth froze.

He Jin didn't drink much, but she was still a little dizzy. At this time, Fu Rongjie's approaching breath stimulated her, and she wanted to push him out as if she couldn't bear it.

Fu Rongjie waved his hand at Feng Hui, and regardless of the other party's reaction, he pulled He Jin away from the box.

After leaving the restaurant and walking outside for a while, He Jin was blown by the head-on cool wind, and the drunkenness dissipated a little.

The evening wind is cool and humid, and the horns of vehicles and insects are in harmony with each other, one after another.

His mind cleared up, and when the melancholy that had been bothering him all day resurfaced from the place where Fu Rongjie and his wrist touched, along a certain numb nerve, He Jin even froze a little.

He can no longer escape.

After a while, he spoke.

"We last night..."

"Huh?" Fu Rongjie looked at him with raised lips, his eyes reflected the colors of the neon lights on the roadside signboards.

He Jin watched and paused.

Fu Rongjie's appearance when he grew up has some inexplicable changes compared to when he was a teenager.

The face used to be somewhat fleshy, but now it has sharp edges and corners and deep contours.

More intuitive changes actually seem to be integrated into the cold temperament.

Therefore, when this person is static, he will not look too amazing because he is deliberately restrained, but when he moves like now, it is easy for people to perceive another kind of freshness and beauty.

He Jin silently released his hand, looked away, and decided to leave the question behind, "What do you think should be done?"

In his own opinion, it's best to pretend it didn't happen.

After all, no one can tell right from wrong when drunk.

"Do you think it never happened?" Fu Rongjie asked.

He Jin was pointed out by a single word, turned to stare at him, and said in embarrassment: "Otherwise?"

This was obviously just an accident!

However, Fu Rongjie's face slowly turned cold, and his eyes became dull.

Seeing the change in his expression, He Jin knew his attitude, so he changed his approach, "Why don't you put forward a condition."

He backs off.

As long as it can be solved, whatever will do.

But the Fu family should have everything, he doesn't know what he can provide.

As for helping to fight for the inheritance, the old man of the Fu family has long since passed away, and the inheritance has already been divided, but I don't know how much Fu Rongjie got, and whether he will be dismissed by the Fu family with millions like the original text.

In short, you can't be on the opposite side of the protagonist.

In the original text, after the protagonist is blackened, no one is willing to be hated by him.

It's like facing a cold abyss.

No one wants to stand on the edge of a dangerous cliff.

Fu Rongjie's tone also changed, and he said lightly and nonchalantly, "You meet my conditions, and then make a distinction?"

The tone of refusal was bright and tinged with sarcasm.

It was rare for He Jin to be so helpless that he wanted to go crazy. He took two deep breaths and looked into Fu Rongjie's eyes, "Then what do you want?"

Both of them are responsible for this matter, tacit understanding is the best choice.

You can't fight and beat each other to relieve your anger, right?

He Jin thought so, and said so.

Fu Rongjie only raised the corners of his lips, "It's not that serious."

Seeing that he was reasonable, He Jin breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his nerves.

With some unconscious complaints, he said almost without thinking: "Yes, if I say it's really impossible to be together, you definitely won't..."

"You can try it." Fu Rongjie said suddenly.

His tone was light, as if responding casually.

He Jin froze suddenly, raised his eyes to stare at him, caught off guard.

The already rosy face couldn't be concealed, and the color deepened.

"...What did you say?" He Jin spat out the syllables stiffly.

"I accept this proposal." Fu Rongjie looked at him, and a smile flashed across his lips.

"I..." He Jin was at a loss for a moment, "I said it casually. And don't you have someone you like? There's no need to be with me just because of this..."

Otherwise, what would Lan Cong do?

His childhood sweetheart, why can't he get in the way?

"Do you have someone you like?" Fu Rongjie asked back.

He Jin was taken aback, "No."

"so……"

Just as Fu Rongjie opened his mouth, suddenly a black figure by the side of the road rushed towards him crookedly, and the engine roared harshly.

A girl behind her shouted anxiously that her bag had been robbed.

The flow of vehicles and people on this road section is small, and there are only a few people walking on the sidewalk at night.

As soon as he heard the shout, a chubby man in a vest and with his belly in front of him near the intersection quickly picked up the stick from the ground and forced him to stop.

The dilapidated red motorcycle was already riding unsteadily because it had just slowed down and then accelerated suddenly, so it braked in a panic.

Seeing that the car was unstable, the man in the vest stepped forward and kicked the car over.

The rider on the motorcycle and the party behind him who was responsible for snatching the bag rolled and crawled, grabbing the bag and running.

Seeing this, He Jin rushed out and helped the man in the vest chase him.

He was fast, and the man in the vest grabbed Tongdang's clothes in time and tugged. Tongdang staggered a few steps and slowed down uncontrollably.

He Jin took the opportunity to speed up to catch up, grabbed Tong Dang's sleeve with one hand, raised his leg and kicked violently, and then quickly stepped forward to pin him down.

"There's still a bag!" The man in the vest shouted, squatting down to pull the shoulder bag strap out of his comrade's hands.

But the man resisted desperately, his fingers clenched tightly.

He Jin freed one hand to snap off his white little finger.

The man groaned in pain and was forced to let go.

He Jin snatched the bag and smashed the not-so-light leather bag against his neck a few times, effectively stopping the opponent's resistance in time.

"There's one more! They're all running ahead!" The sweaty man in the vest stretched out his hand and pointed forward, apparently wanting to continue chasing.

The girl who had just lost her bag ran over panting, and when she took the bag from He Jin, she thanked both of them. After hearing what the man in the vest said, she said, "I just saw another boy chasing after him."

Not long after she finished speaking, she saw at the corner of the intersection that a tall boy in black clothes was half-dragging and half-dragging him to them by the rider's collar.

"Caught."

There was a low hoarseness in his voice just after strenuous exercise.

He Jin looked up at the person in a posture of suppressing his comrades.

The rider is much stronger than his comrades, as can be seen from the explosive power when escaping.

Fu Rongjie, who was grabbing the person, didn't look tired or embarrassed, but sweat was dripping from his neck, and the short hair on his forehead was blown back by the retrograde wind.

The girl quickly thanked her, and when she saw Fu Rongjie raised his hand towards her, she subconsciously took what was in his hand.

When she took it over to see clearly, the girl froze in fright.

"The murder weapon was seized." Fu Rongjie explained.

While the girl looked down at the folding fruit knife in her hand, He Jin was also taken aback for a moment.

His eyes could not help sliding from the fruit knife to Fu Rongjie's forearm.

Because he was full of blood during the fight, the shape of the muscles on his arms was particularly obvious.

He Jin saw a few blue veins winding on it.

The man in the vest had already stood aside and called 110.

He Jin used his knees to press down on the wings and kept begging for mercy to let them go.

He Jin ignored it.

He couldn't help but sigh a little, and he really felt one thing——

The protagonist who was bullied by others has grown up, even to the point where he can subdue the armed gangster with his bare hands.

Different from the exhilarating feeling that the protagonist felt when he read the original book, he felt a sense of indescribable relief and unreality.

And a little scared.

Fortunately, the He family didn't offend him again, so they won't be retaliated by the protagonist.

He Jin paused, inappropriately remembering the entanglement with Fu Rongjie that he was about to face right now.

The girl next to her suddenly waved her arms and shouted loudly not far away. A traffic police patrol car not far away heard the sound and drove over. Two traffic policemen got out of the car and quickly stepped forward to inquire and take He Jin's place to subdue the gangster.

The girl was very expressive, and she explained the situation clearly in a few sentences. Afterwards, the traffic police neatly turned the person into the car and drove the person in the direction of the police station.

……

The night is as thin and cool as water, and the shadows of many lights are dim.

When the breeze blew through his hair again, He Jin heard Fu Rongjie ask, "So, do you want to be together, senior?"