I Advise You To Like Me As Soon As Possible

Chapter 10

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It's a pity that people who are drunk can't reason, even if Fu Zheng is so angry, he can't talk to Ning Wan.

After a meal, Shao Lili pulled and pulled, and finally she was able to put Ning Wan on her body, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. As soon as she was about to send Ning Wan home, her boss called her...

"There is a problem in our case. An emergency conference call is about to be held. I must rush back to the office." Shao Lili looked at Fu Zheng with embarrassment, "Can I trouble you to send Ning Wan home? It's near here, I'll give you the address."

So in the end, Fu Zheng paid for a meal, and then ate a problem left over from history-he had to hold on to Ning Wan, who was drunk, and then sent the hot potato home.

Fortunately, Ning Wan was fully discharged in the box just now. At this moment, the power seemed to be insufficient. Although she was still not sober, her unruly soul had become more docile.

Soon, she was able to walk on her own, and she no longer needed Fu Zheng's support, but Fu Zheng walked a few steps, but turned her head to find that Ning Wan hadn't followed. When he walked back, she found that Ning Wan was staring at one. The postbox was in a daze.

"Ning Wan, go home."

It's a pity that Fu Zheng continued to say, Ning Wan just looked silly.

But I have to admit that the drunk Ning Wan is really cute. She has become less aggressive. She raised her head blankly and reacted very slowly to take a look at Fu Zheng with beautiful eyes. The whole person looks complete. Not in the state, it seems that as long as Fu Zheng throws her on the spot, she will be sold immediately...

Fu Zheng had no choice but to take a deep breath, then stretched out his hand, grabbed the sleeve of Ning Wan's jacket, and pulled her forward, but when there were too many people crossing the road, the crowd almost took Ning Wan several times. After breaking up, Fu Zheng finally had to hold Ning Wan's hand.

Fortunately, Ning Wan was quiet throughout the whole process. She obediently let Fu Zheng lead her all the way to her community.

Fu Zheng sent her to the door of her house, asked Ning Wan for the key, and opened the door for her: "Okay, it's gone home, I'm going back."

Ning Wan was dazed and didn't know if she was listening, but anyway, she walked into the room and tried to close the door. Fu Zheng saw that she returned home safely. He heard a plop behind him.

At this time, Fu Zheng could have left, but finally couldn't hold it back. He turned and walked back. Then he saw Ning Wan, who was sitting on the furry carpet mat in front of her house with a dazed expression. After Fu Zheng left, she didn't even close the door. , She was probably accidentally knocked down by the shoes at the door. Now she is sitting on the ground, frowning and crying for pain, while her bag is scattered at the door, and the contents are scattered inside and outside the door. land…

Fu Zheng regretted his extravagant turning around, but he saw it all and couldn’t ignore it. He had to walk into the room and helped Ning Wan, who had fallen on the ground because of the twist, up, and then placed it on the sofa on the side. , And then turned to the door to put away the things Ning Wan spilled out of her bag.

He just waited for him to put away the things scattered inside the door, and then wanted to put the bag away and say hello to Ning Wan to leave, only to find that Ning Wan was missing...

"Ning Wan?"

Fu Zheng turned on the light in the living room and looked around, but he didn’t find Ning Wan. When Fu Zheng rubbed his eyebrows and felt a headache, he heard the sound of sobbing from Ning Wan’s living room. From below the big dining table.

He lifted the mopping tablecloth on the dining table, and unexpectedly found Ning Wan underneath.

Fu Zheng was speechless. He frowned and asked, "What are you doing down there? Come out quickly."

Ning Wan shook her head, and then continued to cry silently...

Fu Zheng knew that some people would lose control of their emotions when they were drunk. They were particularly excited or depressed for no reason. This is probably the case in Ning Wan.

Fu Zheng had no good feelings for drunks and had no patience. He put down the tablecloth and got up to leave. However, before reaching the door, he turned back again with an ugly expression. Then he squatted down again, opened the tablecloth, and faced Ning Wan. Stretched out his hand: "Okay, come out, you should go to bed."

In the end, he condescended to be like this. The drunk Ning Wan still didn't buy it. She stared at Fu Zheng for a minute, and then suddenly burst into tears and cried, "Uuuuuu, my life is so bitter!"

"..."

Fu Zheng's head was as big as a fight. He didn't know if Ning Wan, who had previously quarreled with News Network and was looking for her tail in the box, changed his head again.

Fu Zheng had a big head, but Ning Wan seemed to be possessed by sister-in-law Xianglin: "My life is really bitter! My life is bitter! My life is really bitter!"

"My mother called me today and asked me for money again. She said she was fancying a bag and wanted to buy it."

Before Fu Zheng had time to answer, he listened to Ning Wan continuing like a stand-up comedian: "A lie is a lie. She spends her entire life saving money. She doesn't even want to spend the money for a bus stop. She walks back in heavy rain. Home, just to save that little money and buy me eggs to eat, how could it be possible to ask me for money for a bag, don’t you think?"

Although it was a question, she obviously didn't need Fu Zheng's answer. She could ask and answer herself to support a big show: "It must be that he went back again, went home to beat and rob, and lost the gambling. Just take my mother to get angry... Why do I have this kind of father, what can I do, beat people first... My life is so terrible!"

Fu Zheng didn't want to hear about Ning Wan's personal affairs, because for him, being too close to a person would cause trouble. As it is now, he looked at Ning Wan under the table and felt that he had no way to go. opened.

At this moment, Ning Wan was holding a leg of a dining table and sobbing, her voice was not loud, but her tears rolled down, as if she had encountered some terrible grievance. She looked pitiful, like an abandoned puppy. .

"Okay, don't cry." Fu Zheng has only taught others to cry in his life, and has never comforted those who cry. Now it is dry and unnatural to do this, "Do you have anything you want? I can buy it for you."

Generally speaking, in the face of such great emotions, no matter what comforting words others say are of no use, Fu Zheng was ready to Ning Wan to ignore her and continue to cry. However, she did not expect that Ning Wan would take a second when her voice just fell off. Changed face to put away the cry of crying, and then used the pear flower and rainy face to speak in a sigh of relief—

"You buy everything, right? Then I want to eat candied chestnuts, candied haws, fresh meat mooncakes, Yunnan flower cakes, eggs, cheese, chocolate, durian crisp, green onion, fried squid, fighting chicken, spicy wontons, Shandong multigrain pancakes..." Ning Wan reported a bunch of food in one breath, and finally did not forget to add, "Pancakes need two eggs!"

"..."

Fu Zheng felt that his sympathy was in vain. At a moment earlier, he actually believed in the nonsense of Ning Wan, a drunkard. Now, when she sees her, she is obviously a drunk dramatist who appeared in a bitter script too intriguingly. Now, you can play in one second with just a little bit of food.

Fu Zheng was about to ignore her, but just about to get up, Ning Wan grabbed her trouser legs. She looked at Fu Zheng, "What do you want to eat if I want to repeat it?" The little drunk looked righteous. He said, "You just said, you can buy it for me, I just turned on the phone to record, you have to keep your promise."

"..." Fu Zheng used his life's 120,000 points of patience, and tried to calm down: "I said I bought it for you, but I didn't say I bought everything. I only buy it for you, you choose."

Ning Wan stopped crying at all, her eyes widened, and angrily said: "You didn't say that there is only one thing!"

Fu Zheng said coldly: "The organizer of the event generally has the final right to interpret. Ning Wan, you are a Fa-student. If you are more mature, I will pay for it and do whatever I want."

"..." Ning Wan glanced at Fu Zheng again, and finally chose to give in, "Then I want matcha ice cream."

Fu Zheng frowned, "You didn't report ice cream at all in that string."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Wan’s eyes began to burst into tears for a second, "My life is so bitter, I just want to eat a matcha ice cream." She said tragically, "I really have a good life. bitter… "

"..."

Fu Zheng had no choice. The drunk was unreasonable and logically impossible. In the end, he had no choice but to call an errand service with a straight face, and then paid a price increase to find someone to help buy a matcha-flavored ice cream.

Probably the red envelopes were really sufficient. Almost not long after waiting, the matcha-flavored ice cream was delivered. Fu Zheng took the ice cream, and then squatted down to look at Ning Wan, who was still curled up under the table: "Ice cream, here you can. Is it out yet?"

Ning Wan was overjoyed when she saw the ice cream. She crawled towards Fu Zheng and took the ice cream from Fu Zheng, but she was unwilling to come out. She only ate and said vaguely: "Come out after eating."

Fu Zheng patiently asked, "Why do I have to eat until I come out? It's uncomfortable to eat ice cream under the table."

Ning Wan glanced at Fu Zheng and said of course: "Don't you just want to trick me out and grab my ice cream? What kind of wolfish ambitions do you think I don't know? You, a young master, are not a good thing at first sight..."

Sure enough, the good guy was not rewarded. Fu Zheng coldly took Ning Wan's ice cream out of his hand: "If I lie to you, I can snatch your ice cream." He stared at Ning Wan with a straight face, "Okay." Yes, I will tell you officially now, your ice cream is gone."

Ning Wan was probably too shocked. She stared at Fu Zheng with wide-eyed eyes for a full minute. Fu Zheng had already predicted her next sophistry thoughts in her heart and was ready to deal with it. However, in the next second, Ning Wan suddenly wrinkled. He lifted his nose and cried.

Fu Zheng was in a hurry now. He didn't know why he took Ning Wan's ice cream away. Now he can only put the ice cream into Ning Wan's hands immediately, and said in an unnatural voice: "Don't cry, I'll give you the ice cream."

It's a pity that Ning Wan ignored him and didn't take ice cream, just crying.

Fu Zheng was completely at a loss. Although his voice was still cold, his expression was a bit at a loss: "What else did you want to eat? Candied chestnuts, candied haws, fresh meat moon cakes, Yunnan flower cakes? What else? I'll buy them all for you. ."

But this time Ning Wan didn't have a second to play, she remained unmoved and continued to cry.

"My life is really miserable." This time, she cried more miserably than last time, and more sincerely, "I want money but no money, I want a career without a career..." Ning Wan seemed to think of something tragic. , Crying to the point of sobbing, "I have been conscientious in the law firm for several years, but no big parr is willing to ask me to join the team..."

At this time, I can barely comfort it...

Fu Zheng pursed his lips: "Money can only be accumulated in two ways: increasing income and reducing expenditure. If you feel that you have no money, you should cut off all unnecessary consumption. For example, don't eat this kind of food in the middle of the night. Matcha ice cream, as for open source." He glanced at Ning Wan and commented objectively, "As a lawyer, open source is to get in touch with more businesses and cases. With your experience and level, I’m afraid you won’t be able to accept any big cases. Yuan, open source is no good, let’s save money, eat less snacks in the future, maybe you can save hundreds of dollars a month."

"As for if you are not willing to join the team, then you have to think about why people don’t want you, and you can only make progress by looking at yourself. Why can others join the team, but you can’t? That must be your own return. There is a defect, find it out and fix it..."

Ning Wan cried even louder before he finished saying the three words "just fine"...

Fu Zheng only felt his brain hurt, what's the matter with this woman? Did you comfort her so kindly? Still crying? ! It's really unreasonable!

But after consoling herself, Ning Wan did look even more sad. She was still crying and complaining: "I finally heard that a new big par came, and I wanted to write a letter to recommend a set of porcelain, but she didn't even care about it. Modern Are people so innocent? Is it great to be a big par? Somehow, should you give me a reply? It doesn’t take much time to reply to an email! My current ideal of life is just to receive a reply from him..."

Will not replying to the email cause such a great harm? Ning Wan seemed to be struck dead because she hadn't received her own reply.

Fu Zheng pondered it over and over, and felt that he was really comforting. He pursed his lips: "He will reply to you."

The words went on and finally had an effect. Ning Wan stopped crying and looked up at him, her eyes still red, like a frightened rabbit: "Really?"

Fu Zheng nodded, aside his gaze, and somewhat unnaturally promised: "Really."

After he finished speaking, he took out his cell phone, then entered the mailbox, and began to reply to Ning Wan's emails.

After a while, Ning Wan’s mobile phone sent out an alert tone indicating that he had received the email, and Fu Zheng looked upset and went to hide his fame and fame, and reminded: "Look, I said he will reply to you. Now the reply email has arrived."

Ning Wan's expression was a little suspicious: "Maybe it's just some spam."

Fu Zheng said indifferently: "Then you can turn on the phone and check it out."

Ning Wan obviously didn't believe it, but she turned on her phone subconsciously and obediently, and then Fu Zheng saw her entire face lit up, she crawled out from under the table neatly, and looked at Fu Zheng in surprise: "You Have you opened your mouth? Really! As soon as you finished speaking, this par actually replied to me!"

There was a smile on Fu Zheng's face that was in control of everything. He thought, whether it was a legal business or a comforting business, there is nothing difficult to get an all-round talent like himself.

Looking at Ning Wan’s expression at the moment, it fully explained what is meant by illuminating dreams into reality. Fu Zheng looked at her slightly tense fingers trembling slightly when opening an email, thinking that this is to stabilize the mood of Ning Wan, a drunk. After coming down, I can finally retreat.

"So should you take back what you just said?" Fu Zheng glanced at Ning Wan, and hinted, "People have everything to do with everything, but they also replied to you during their busy schedule. Not only are they very polite, but also very approachable..."

Although he did this to hide his merits and fame and did not ask for anything in return, Fu Zheng felt that if Ning Wan was crazy to praise and praise herself, he would be reluctant to accept it...

But I didn’t expect that the reversal of things happened at the moment of this electric light and flint...

Not only did Ning Wan not praise, she blurted out a series of quality triples, she said angrily: "Is this big par poisonous?! If you refuse, then don't reply! Can't you refuse? Why write a cold letter? Why did my resume fail to meet his requirements, and I analyzed it in detail. Where did I fail, and where did I fail to meet the standard? Is it neurotic? A rejection letter was returned to me! What brain circuit?"

"..."

Fu Zheng is autistic, why is this woman Ning Wan so moody? Didn’t she just say that the ideal of life is to receive a reply from Dapar? What happened to the rejection? Isn't the rejection reply? It is not easy for me to reply to her in all his busy schedules. Besides, it is an exception to write a reply, so she still wants to keep an inch

Just as Fu Zheng thought about the theory, Ning Wan began to cry again: "My life is really bitter! Life without love, society is too cold, the world is not worth it, even if I do not meet the standard, I can only accept the letter, not in the letter. Encourage me at the end of the article? It's okay to write cheering. If someone refuses to write a love letter, they can at least accept a good person card that says "You are good but we are not suitable"!"

"..."

"Too ruthless!"

Fu Zheng didn't want to write any more encouraging words. He was not a person of this kind at all. Ning Wan was right. As a partner, she was really cruel and ruthless to his subordinates, but Ning Wan cried so much that her brain hurts. Fu Zheng thought for a while, but decided to send a few more words to encourage him to do a good thing that day.

It's just that he just took out his mobile phone to add an encouragement email, he heard Ning Wan continue to say—

"What's the use of this big par business ability! A man who doesn't know how to encourage others has no personality! He must have no target! And he can't find a target!"

"..."

Fu Zheng's thoughts on Xing Yishan were completely faded, and he calmly deleted the word "Come on" that had just been typed on the phone.

Ning Wan, your encouragement email is gone.

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

Fu Zheng: Nothing that I can do badly, including comfort business!

(Here is a crazy output of fatal straight men's comfort)

Ning Wan: Thank you, I was just in a bad mood

Fu Zheng (happy): What about now? It's better now!

Ning Wan: I don't want to live now

Fu Zheng:...

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