A sea king's friend dressed as the president's male protagonist

The unremarkable black commercial vehicle stopped at the gate of the rather modern racing club.Fu Ze looked at the sign of "Ze Xing" through the car window, but did not speak.

Soon, the security guards learned the identity of the visitor and let him go in fear.When getting out of the car, a middle-aged man in a hurry held an umbrella for Fu Ze. It was the owner of the club, Song Ke.

"Mr. Fu, you are here so soon." Song Ke said eagerly, "Hot tea has been prepared in the conference room, and we are ready for meetings at any time."

Fu Ze raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and smiled: "Don't worry, I came suddenly, let everyone prepare for a while. It's still early, take me to the racing track."

"Sai, the race track?" Song Ke swallowed with a "gudong" sound, "Now?"

"No?" Fu Ze felt a little cold after only two sentences. After asking Assistant Luo to take a mask and put it on, he thought about looking at Song Ke who was dodging his gaze, "Did you buy someone during the transfer period a while ago?"

"I bought it, but it's still in the run-in period. It's definitely not as good as expected. The temperature has dropped suddenly in the past two days. Some children just came to the north and haven't adapted to it. They stayed in bed for a while. Why don't you read the data report first? Let those boys prepare well and show their best performance?" Song Ke tried to persuade Fu Ze against his gaze.

There is something tricky...

Fu Ze smelled something abnormal, and smiled coldly with his lips hidden under the mask: "It doesn't need to be so troublesome, I prefer surprise inspections. After all, no one knows what unexpected factors will appear during the official competition."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Song Ke's instantly pale face, turned around and walked quickly to the racing track, his eyes were bright, as if he was about to open an unexpected gift box, and he was quite curious about the contents inside.

Before he approached, there were bursts of bangs, proving that a fierce competition was going on.

"Didn't they say they were all lying in bed? Why, sleeping in the car?" Fu Ze teased, seeing Song Ke's lips twitching, he didn't know how to answer, which immediately made him more interested.

When Song Ke walked in with the distraught Song Ke, the game had already come to an end.An old-fashioned racing car rode away from the other cars at least half a lap away, like an arrow off the string, and rushed straight to the finish line.

Fu Ze put his hands on the railing in surprise, turned his head and asked in puzzlement, "Where did you find this freak newcomer?"

His driving skills looked like a wild road, and he drove so crazily. Compared with Yue Qianxing back then, he was even worse.

Song Ke next to him listened, but only squeezed out an ugly smile, and didn't answer.

Seeing this, Fu Ze put away his smile, tapped his index finger on the cold railing, and turned his gaze to the arena again.

The champion car stopped, and the people on both sides of the finish line burst into cheers and boos, and surrounded the people who got off the car.

The riders who arrived at the finish line got off the car one by one cursing, then took out their mobile phones from the rest area, lined up next to the winner, and lowered their heads to scan the code.

Seeing this scene, Fu Ze didn't know what he was doing. He clenched his hands on the railing for a moment, and shot at Song Ke fiercely with sullen eyes: "Who allowed them to gamble on cars here?!"

Song Ke shivered: "No, no, that's not the case, the kid who won, he is not from our club!"

Not from the club?Fu Ze was stunned for half a second because of his astonishment, and the anger in his eyes became even more intense: "You are not from the club, you let me in to gamble on cars? Is it because I don't have enough funds for you? Do you need this kind of extra money?!"

broken!Song Ke's heart skipped a beat, and he shook his head desperately to explain: "No, no, it's not to make extra money! This group of boys made an appointment on their own, and they can only bet with this person! This, this is the third time! I see that every time they finish the competition They all have more fighting spirit, so they want to play as a training match..."

Fu Ze took a few deep breaths before he managed to suppress his anger.He stared heavily at the person standing next to the old racing car: "Which club does he belong to?"

Song Ke paused, realized something, and immediately replied nervously and embarrassedly: "There is no club... it's just a hobby, a hobby to make money. I asked him before if he wanted to play professionally, but he was rejected."

Money-making hobby?Fu Ze frowned: "Didn't you tell him that our club is treated well?"

"I said it." Song Ke wiped his face sadly, "But when he heard that he had to finish the game to get the bonus dividend, he felt that the time was too long to wait, and he said that it was not worthwhile to spend money on racing cars and maintenance on the car. It’s better to come to sparring once a week and earn more.”

"He's short of money?" Fu Ze laughed after hearing this, "Why didn't you come to me for lack of money. It looks like the Fu family can't afford to support a racing driver?"

Song Ke choked, remembering the news he had received recently, and whispered boldly: "That's not it, there was already a Yue Qianxing..."

Fu Ze heard the deep meaning: when Yue Qianxing was around, it was impossible for him to spend a lot of money to bring out a second person to fight against him.

After all, everyone knows who this club exists for.

But now that Yue Qianxing had left, he naturally needed a new pillar.Song Ke saw this and violated the club's rules and used this method to stimulate the growth of the players.

Thinking of this, Fu Ze's anger also disappeared.Seeing that the victorious teenager put away his mobile phone, he seemed to be about to leave, so he put his hands in his pockets, left the audience seats, and walked towards the opponent.

Their group was filled with the aura of superiors, easily attracting the attention of the racers.The boy only stopped to watch for a second, then realized something, and ran away.

Fu Ze, who was about to talk to him: "?"

Song Ke reacted faster than him, and quickly greeted the group of racing drivers who were standing stupidly: "Go and chase him back, I have something good to talk to him about!"

Although the contestants didn't know what happened, they were a group of young and energetic children, with some mentality of watching the show, screaming with excitement, and the Ulala group chased after them, and it didn't take long for the escaped teenagers to be held up. In front of Fu Ze and his party, he happily asked for credit.

Fu Ze looked at the boy who was "locked up by a strong man", the corners of his eyes twitched, and he helped his forehead helplessly: "Put him down."

The contestants looked at each other, and said unhappily: "Who are you, why do you order me?"

Song Ke was so frightened that his voice rose a few degrees: "You brat, why are you talking! Call Mr. Fu!"

Mr. Fu?

The contestants were stunned, and immediately remembered who invested in the place they were staying in. They stood obediently like quails, and shouted loudly, "Hello, Mr. Fu."

I always feel called old, obviously some of these players are a few years older than him...

Fu Ze sighed from the bottom of his heart, glanced at their eyes one by one with a serious expression, and looked down at these players, and then said displeasedly: "Have you forgotten the rules of the club?"

The contestants shivered inexplicably in the heated indoor arena: "No, no!"

"Dare to bet on the car if you haven't forgotten?" Fu Ze sneered, "Everyone copy the club rules 100 times by hand and hand them in within this week. Don't ask for help, I will send someone to read the handwriting. Anyone who dares to be lazy is not allowed to go to the club for a month." Car. Do you hear me clearly?"

"Listen~clear~clear~" The contestants were sluggish, like little cabbage that had been frosted.

"When you hear it clearly, go back to training." Fu Ze ordered with a blank expression.

The contestants ran like wild horses in small groups, as if they were afraid of another round of punishment. Seeing that Fu Ze hesitated to speak, he turned his head and asked Song Ke, "Do they usually do this?"

Song Ke could look back with "the tired eyes of those who came by": "It's pretty honest to have you in charge today."

Ah, this... Fu Ze respected him, and told Assistant Luo next to him: "This year, the club's budget will be doubled."

"Thank you, Mr. Fu! We will never disappoint you!" Song Ke was overjoyed, wishing he could hug Fu Ze's leg and weep.

Fu Ze was frightened by the enthusiasm in his eyes, so he couldn't help but take a step aside, and then looked at the young man standing there with a vigilant expression.

The young man was caught by his gaze, pursed his lips uncomfortably, put his hands in his pockets with the slit at the edge, and said sternly, "I'm not from your club!"

The implication is that he did not violate the regulations, and he took the money as soon as he took it, and it has nothing to do with him.

Fu Ze glanced at his flimsy clothes, didn't bother to play around, and said bluntly, "Are you short of money?"

"...It's none of your business." The young man subconsciously stared at him, but recalling the content of the chat he had just heard, he realized that Fu Ze's identity was unusual, and he swallowed the swear words that came to his mouth.

"I heard from Boss Song that you only think of racing as a hobby, and you think the money is too slow." Fu Ze didn't take the other party's non-cooperation to heart at all, and his beautiful eyes were full of sincere warmth, "Then you know Is it Yue Qianxing?"

"I know." The young man curled his lips, staring at the shoes, hiding the envy in his eyes, "You opened this place for him."

"So are you interested in replacing him?"

The young man paused, raised his head, and stared at him with eyes like a lone wolf: "What did you say?"

Fu Ze looked back calmly: "If I can win Yue Qianxing, I can win another you."

"Would you like to try?" His voice was soft, like a siren in a fairy tale who is good at deceiving people. With unknown magic power, he quietly increased the boy's breathing.

Half an hour later, a young man named Meng Dongyang was sitting in a bright conference room, reading the contract document in his hand word by word.

Fu Ze sat in front of him, skimmed off the froth leisurely with the lid of the cup, and took a sip of tea, but his heart was filled with joy.

It was Meng Dongyang!

The only racing driver in the original book who can fight Yue Qianxing back and forth!It’s just that in the plot of the original book, because Meng Dongyang lacked money to perform surgery on his grandma, he had to sign a contract of prostitution to the black casino. During the competition, because of lack of experience and competing abroad, he was unwell due to acclimatization, and finally lost.After the game, Meng Dongyang was crushed by a black casino and broke his leg. His grandmother failed to receive good care after the operation and passed away, so he became decadent and disappeared from sight.

Fu Ze never expected that Meng Dongyang would come to his club to gamble on cars.

Fortunately, today he had a whim and wanted to come to the club to have a look, otherwise he would have missed it!

Speaking of which, it's all thanks to Gu Weizhao, if he hadn't had that dream last night, he wouldn't have avoided the other party today...

Bah bah bah!Why did I remember that dream again!

Fu Ze's brain woke up from the surprise, and he quickly took a big mouthful of tea to calm down the fire.

Next to him, Assistant Luo looked at him like a cow chewing peonies, and remained silent, continuing to refill the expensive tea for him as a subordinate.

When Fu Ze took the tea, Meng Dongyang on the opposite side finally read the contract, was silent for a moment, and asked, "Do you want me to defeat Yue Qianxing?"

Huh?Fu Ze looked over in surprise: "How do you know?"

"Guess." Meng Dongyang replied, "Otherwise you wouldn't have come to this group of rookie clubs for field inspection today."

Song Ke, who recruited a group of rookies: "..." I was very angry, but what the other party said was the truth, and I couldn't refute it at all.

Fu Ze was amused by the arrogance revealed in his words, but he didn't mind. Instead, he added a little appreciation: "If you don't have confidence, you can go now."

Meng Dongyang stared at him with fierce eyes for a few seconds: "Let me advance the bonus in advance, are you afraid that I will run away like Yue Qianxing?"

"Then can you run?" Fu Ze looked at him with a smile, not worried at all.

Meng Dongyang is not this kind of person.

Even if he could run, his grandma couldn't.

But this cannot be told to Meng Dongyang, otherwise the other party will definitely ask how he knew it and whether he investigated him.The other party's self-esteem is very strong, otherwise, in the plot of the original book, he would rather sign a contract with a black casino than ask Song Ke to tell the truth and ask for help.

To die is to face and suffer.

Fu Ze made such an evaluation of Meng Dongyang in his heart. Seeing that the other party was persuaded, he silently signed with a pen. After handing the contract to Assistant Luo, he looked at himself intently: "Is there any information on Yue Qianxing?"

Getting into the role so quickly?Fu Ze raised his eyebrows: "Ask Boss Song for it."

Unexpectedly, Meng Dongyang shook his head: "In addition to his racing driver's information, he also needs other information."

Hearing this, Fu Ze pursed his lips, put down the tea in his hand, and looked at him intently: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you want me to beat him?" Meng Dongyang moved the corner of his mouth and showed a wicked smile, "Isn't it not enough to beat him in a racing car? Since you want to win, you must beat him in every aspect, Only then can it be considered thorough."

Fu Ze looked at him for a moment, then chuckled lightly: "You're very smart." Guessing that he actually wanted to take revenge on Yue Qianxing, he even used a cryptic statement to point it out.

As he spoke, he glanced at Assistant Luo and Song Ke, and said in an ordinary tone, "You go out first."

Assistant Luo was a little surprised, but still honestly walked out of the meeting room with Song Ke who didn't know what happened, and closed the door.

Fu Ze met Meng Dongyang's black wolf-like eyes again, rubbed the rim of the cup, and smiled softly.

"What do you want to know, you can ask now."

"How about the new racer."

After dinner, Fu Ze was about to go upstairs when Xie Jingtian called him into the study suddenly. After hearing what the other said, he smiled.

"Everything is good, I'm very satisfied." He knew that Xie Jingtian was caring about himself, and he probably knew something about what happened with Xi Lingyun, Yue Qianxing, and sometimes Jianqin before, but he was too busy recently , and saw that he had no reaction on the surface, worried that he still missed the friendship with those people in the past, so he could only pretend not to know.

Now I suddenly realize that he doesn't seem to be as "bearish" as he appears on the surface, so I can't help it.

Sure enough, Xie Jingtian immediately started talking after hearing what he said: "I think the racing track can be bigger and invite a few people to design a new car. Oh, I don't think the logo and name sound good. If you want to change it If you drop it, I know the contact information of several famous designers..."

Fu Ze didn't interrupt him, listened patiently, and nodded: "Yes, I think what you said is good, I will ask Assistant Luo to follow suit tomorrow."

"Hmm...you don't have to do it one by one, you just know what you're doing." Xie Jingtian realized that he seemed to have said too much, and added in embarrassment. Seeing that Fu Ze was not angry, he paused, He asked again, "The other two..."

"Xi Lingyun and Shi Jianqin?" Fu Ze pointed out the names directly, and then smiled, "Play for a few more days, wait for the popularity and ratings of the variety show to stabilize in the early stage, and they are no longer needed, then deal with it."

After all, he spent so much notice fee, at least he had to make enough money for the value first, and then talk about the settlement after the fall.

Xie Jingtian heaved a sigh of relief visibly: "That's good. You can tell me if you need it. You've been so tired recently, so take a good rest and don't tire yourself out."

"Understood. But brother, it's not convincing when you say it from your mouth. Assistant Peng told me, you don't want to eat lunch?"

Xie Jingtian's smile froze: "I didn't do it on purpose, I was just too busy and forgot... I must pay attention in the future."

"Well, I believe you can do it, brother." After Fu Ze finished speaking, he couldn't help but hugged each other, lowered his eyelashes, and said in a low voice, "There are only two of us left in the family, we both need to be well."

Xie Jingtian paused for breath, his throat was a little congested, and he gently hugged back: "Okay."

After getting the answer, Fu Ze let go of his hand, his smile returned to its former brilliance, he said goodbye to Xie Jingtian happily, and went upstairs happily humming a song.

In the study, Xie Jingtian put away his smile, smelled his fingertips, and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Azer changed to a new perfume.

Although it seemed like an unusual thing... But he seemed to have smelled this perfume somewhere.

Xie Jingtian bowed his head, thought for a moment, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and then gritted his teeth and spit out three words: "Gu, Wei, Zhao!"

"Are you sure the news is true?"

In the luxury villa, Yue Qianxing passed through the noisy and writhing crowd, came to the empty terrace, and asked the person on the other side of the phone with a sinking face.

"It's absolutely true, Brother Yue! I saw that poor boy and Young Master Fu come out of the conference room with my own eyes, and then Boss Song took him to the dormitory you used to live in, but he refused, saying... that it was too dirty .”

too dirty?

Yue Qianxing's sharp eyes were covered by the drooping eyelids for a moment, his anger flattened the corners of his mouth, and his tone was unusually gentle: "That's it, I see. Thank you for telling me this. When you come to country M in the future, remember to come to me. "

The other party suppressed his excitement: "I, I know Brother Yue!"

"Also, give me the newcomer's WeChat account. Since Aze has taken a fancy to both of them, then he and I can be regarded as brothers of the same school. As a brother, you have to take good care of your brother."

Yue Qianxing hung up the phone, and soon received a WeChat message from Meng Dongyang.He lit a cigarette, leaned his back against the fence of the terrace, and issued an application to the other party.After a while, the application was approved, and the account with the hand-painted sun head sent him a question mark.

In the smog, Yue Qianxing held the cigarette and typed casually: 【Are you my little junior brother? 】

Thousands of kilometers away, Meng Dongyang gently closed the door of the intensive care unit. Under the light of the hospital corridor, after seeing this line of words, he immediately remembered the information that Fu Ze told him today, and confirmed that it was Yue Qianxing. With a "hehe", two words were sent: [Stupid. Forceful].

Before Yue Qianxing could reply, Meng Dongyang blackened the other party with a cold face.When he was about to put away his phone and go back to the ward, he stopped again, turned around and went to the corridor to call Fu Ze.

Fu Ze was watching the teaser video sent by the post-production team, and suddenly received a call from Meng Dongyang, quite surprised: "Is there something wrong?"

"Just now when Yue Qianxing added me as a friend, I called him 'stupid' and blocked him, so it's okay." Meng Dongyang asked dryly.

Fu Ze: "?"

He supported the table and laughed for a long time before replying: "It's okay, good scolding. I really want to scold him, but I haven't had any suitable opportunities. Thank you for helping me relieve my anger."

Meng Dongyang loosened his clenched fist: "That's good."

"How's the result of the doctor's examination?" Fu Ze finished laughing and asked again with concern.

"The situation is very good, and the operation can be arranged in a week." Talking about his family, Meng Dongyang's spikes softened, "Thank you for the hospital you arranged."

"If you want to thank me, you have to practice hard, you know." Fu Ze turned his pen and said with a smile, "I'm still waiting for you to represent our country in a glorious battle."

Hearing that Fu Ze lightly turned the favor into a relationship of interest to prevent himself from overthinking, Meng Dongyang smiled: "Don't worry, I never take other people's money for nothing."

He is also a person who knows how to repay his kindness.Meng Dongyang added in his heart.

"That's good, go to bed early, and start training tomorrow. I don't want to hear Boss Song tell me that you stayed up too late and were carried into the infirmary after less than 10 minutes of physical training."

Seeing that he was no longer entangled in the previous topic, Fu Ze breathed a sigh of relief, and sent him to rest in a few words. As soon as he hung up, he seamlessly received a call from Yue Qianxing.

Did you keep calling him?Fu Ze flipped through the call records, curled his lips in disdain, and neatly rejected the call.

Yue Qianxing, whose phone was hung up, had restlessness written all over his face, like an enraged beast, suppressing murderous aura and panic that surged up for no reason.

Originally, he was just guessing, but now it is confirmed, Meng Dongyang's attitude is closely related to Fu Ze.

Was Fu Ze aware of his deception back then?Shi Jianqin told him?

No, it can't be Shi Jianqin, that guy still has something in his hands.

Yue Qianxing denied this possibility, and stood on the balcony for a long time, until his fingertips were burned by cigarette butts, before returning to his senses.

At this moment, he suddenly fell into an ice cellar, and thought of the only reason that could be explained——

Fu Ze recovered his memory.

After a while, Yue Qianxing started to run amidst the beating of his heart, and dragged his suitcase out of his newly bought villa, ignoring the puzzled eyes of the people who came to celebrate his housewarming.

He wants to go back to the country and confirm it himself.

On the other side, Fu Ze, after pulling Heiyue Qianxing again, was in an unprecedentedly good mood, and even temporarily forgot the shameful dream he had last night, and clicked on the news of Gu Weizhao, whom he had deliberately ignored for a long time.

[Gu Weizhao: Are you free tomorrow night? 】

Tomorrow evening?

Fu Ze recalled the variety show recording arrangement, and replied: [I'm free, what's the matter? 】

[Gu Weizhao: It just so happens that the weather is cold, so go to the hot springs. 】

[Gu Weizhao: The hot spring snow scene is very beautiful. 】

With that said, Gu Weizhao also sent a few real photos.Fu Ze zoomed in on it several times, admitted that he had been tempted, smelled the cold fragrance on the pillow, rolled around with the quilt in his arms, wrapped himself into a spring roll, and typed excitedly to reply: [Go! 】

[Gu Weizhao: Then I will pick you up from get off work tomorrow. 】

Um?How does Gu Weizhao know when he will leave work tomorrow?

Just as Fu Ze was about to ask, he saw another message from Gu Weizhao: [I have something else to do, so let's not talk about it now.If you are free tomorrow morning, you can check out Weibo hot searches. 】

Seeing this, Fu Ze could only sleep all night in confusion. Early the next morning, he couldn't wait to open the Weibo trending list, and then he was shocked by the title of Reyi and opened his mouth wide.

"The fact that the former chairman of the Gu Group was exposed by his illegitimate son for killing his wife a few years ago [explosive]"

The author has something to say: Unexpectedly, it was Yue Qianxing who burned first

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