Fu Zhen didn't know that the person who came to buy the film and television copyright of "Shazhou Chronicle" from him was sent by Fu Ting, and he didn't know that Fu Ting planned to come in person after his assistant failed to buy the copyright.
After noon, the sky became gloomy, and the strong wind swept the smoke and dust on the ground, whizzing past his ears, and rushed to the southern sky. Fu Zhen's legs were even more painful in such weather.
He pushed the cart and was busy on the construction site with many workers, wondering whether he should ask the foreman for leave to go home and draw pictures.
While Fu Zhen was hesitating, the foreman suddenly came out from the security office and stopped him: "Fu Zhen, someone is looking for you."
Fu Zhen was stunned for a moment, a little hesitant, he couldn't imagine who would come to find him at this time, he had no relatives or friends anymore.
Now who is waiting for him outside the construction site
He pushed the trolley aside and put it away, dragging his painful left leg and slowly moved towards the door.
The foreman saw Fu Zhen's speed comparable to a snail, and added: "I'll give you ten minutes, hurry up and come back."
Fu Zhen responded, endured the pain and quickened his pace.
Fu Ting did not expect that what he saw would be such a scene. In his memory, the proud and noble younger brother who was always neatly dressed was now wearing a dusty blue overalls, his face was covered with dust. His back is a little bent, and he walks unsteadily.
He had already seen the photos of Fu Zhen on the construction site, but at that time he always felt a little unreal. It didn't seem like something that young master Fu Zhen could do. Until now, he saw this scene with his own eyes.
Fu Zhen didn't expect that the person looking for him would be Fu Ting, he stopped suddenly, turned around and was about to leave, but Fu Ting stopped him behind him: "I have something to tell you."
Fu Zhen really felt that he and Fu Ting had nothing to say, his back gradually straightened and became stiff, and he still didn't want to look back and see Fu Ting again.
He couldn't think of what Fu Ting came to find him for, because he remembered the past two years ago, and felt that he was too kind to him at that time, and now he wants to let out another breath for Tang Wanwan
Fu Ting said coldly: "If you still want to stay here tomorrow, you'd better stay now."
Fu Zhen: "..."
He turned his head and stared fixedly at Fu Ting opposite him, a hole was broken in his heart, and the north wind howled past there.
The last time he saw Fu Ting outside the bar, he thought he could let go of it completely, but only when he saw Fu Ting again today did he realize that the photo was deleted from the phone album, which does not mean that this person has completely disappeared from his life. Thinking of them or seeing them is like cutting flesh with a blunt knife. He doesn't know when the piece of flesh will fall off, but the process of cutting flesh always pulls the skin and connects the tendons, making the flesh and blood Blurred and bloody.
He said to Fu Ting: "I still have to work, so let's talk about it after I get off work."
Fu Ting didn't care about Fu Zhen's response, and said, "My time is limited."
Fu Zhen smiled wryly, with a gloomy expression on his face, and asked Fu Ting: "Then, Mr. Fu, please pay me half a day's wages, fifty."
Fu Ting looked at Fu Zhen. Fu Zhen's expression was very calm, and there was no sense of joking in his eyes. Fu Ting frowned, probably not expecting such vulgar words from Fu Zhen's mouth.
He should take out a hundred-yuan bill from his wallet and throw it at Fu Zhen, or sneer and say a few mocking words.
However, he can't do anything now. He saw himself in Fu Zhen's eyes opposite him. He looked like a monster with teeth and claws. Fu Ting only felt that a basin of ice water was poured on his head, making him so cold. In his bones, the blood in his whole body froze at this moment.
After a long time, he said, "I'll find you at night."
After speaking, he took a deep look at Fu Zhen, turned around and drove away.
The figure of Fu Ting leaving was a bit embarrassed. Fu Zhen ignored Fu Ting's abnormality. He didn't want to think about what was going on in Fu Ting's mind at all, and he didn't want to know what he was looking for. He just hoped that he would never see him again. him.
But he couldn't get what he wanted after all. When he came home from get off work in the evening, he met Fu Ting downstairs again. As he said in the afternoon, he came to find him.
Fu Zhen leaned against the earth wall behind him, facing the wind, and his left leg felt better. Fu Ting, who was standing opposite him, didn't speak, like a piece of wood. Fu Zhen was still in a hurry to go back to draw a picture, so he could only take the initiative to ask him: "What's the matter, Mr. Fu?"
Fu Ting said: "I want to buy the film and television copyright of Shazhou Chronicle."
It turned out that it was for this, Fu Zhen remembered that there was someone who wanted to buy this from him a few days ago, but he was rejected by him, so it seems that that person should also be sent by Fu Ting.
Why did he want to buy the copyright of the Shazhou Chronicle on a whim? The Fu family does not run an entertainment company. Fu Zhen understands after a little thought. Although the Fu family does not run an entertainment company, they have a baby daughter who is in the entertainment circle. Damn, most of the copyright of the Shazhou Chronicle was bought and given to Tang Wanwan.
Fu Zhen flatly rejected Fu Ting: "I won't sell it."
Fu Ting looked at Fu Zhen in front of him, his face was so gloomy that water dripped out, he took a step forward, Fu Zhen was startled, his left leg was unsteady and sprained, he gasped, but didn't cry out for pain .
Fu Ting lowered his head and looked at Fu Zhen's left leg. After a while, he said, "...your leg?"
Fu Zhen looked a little depressed. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Fu Ting with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. He opened his mouth softly and asked Fu Ting: "Mr. Was the leg broken?"
After Fu Zhen said these words, he lowered his head again, his long eyelashes cast a small shadow, no one knew what he was thinking at this moment.
Fu Ting was stunned, he clearly didn't mean that just now, he just... just wanted to ask how his legs are doing now.
He didn't bother to explain to Fu Zhen, and said to Fu Zhen in a nonchalant tone when talking about business affairs: "The Shazhou Chronicle Studio was built by me and my father for you, and the dubbing and soundtrack of the Shazhou Chronicle was also the person I helped you find. Without us, this Shazhou Chronicle would be impossible to broadcast, you said, what percentage of the shares should my father and I take in your studio."
Fu Zhen raised his head abruptly, and looked straight at Fu Ting opposite him, his black eyes were like an abyss, sucking Fu Ting's soul into it.
Fu Ting's heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. He opened his lips, but before he could speak, he heard Fu Zhen say to himself: "Okay, I'll sell it to you."
His tone was relaxed, and there was no sense of embarrassment at all. Fu Ting almost wondered if Fu Zhen's refusal just now was a price increase with him.
"The copyright of the Shazhou Chronicle can be given to you," Fu Zhen repeated, "I have two requests."
Fu Ting didn't like Fu Zhen's appearance very much, he said lightly, "Don't push yourself too hard."
"First, I hope you, and Mr. Fu... Mr. Fu Jianchen, don't bother me anymore," Fu Zhen paused for a moment, and then added to Fu Ting, "Even if we meet on the road, we will treat each other as A stranger."
This request is not too much, and it even suits Fu Ting's wishes. Originally, if it wasn't because Wanwan wanted the film and television copyright of the Shazhou Chronicle, he would not want to see Fu Zhen, so Fu Ting nodded without hesitation: "Okay. "
Fu Zhen also nodded, and continued: "Second, I will not update the Shazhou Chronicle in the future. You can make up the next story as you want, and don't ask me again."
Fu Zhen's tone was gradually lowered, with a hint of relief in it.
"Yes." Fu Ting nodded. The Shazhou Chronicle was not completely completed by Fu Zhen alone. He could find other people who worked in the studio at that time to complete the rest of the Shazhou Chronicle.
Fu Zhen raised his hand and made a high-five gesture to Fu Ting.
Winter nights always come earlier, the sky will darken unknowingly, the twilight merges, under the dim street lights, Fu Ting has many calluses on Fu Zhen's palm that he has never seen before.
He was in a daze, and vaguely remembered that in the past, every time he made an agreement with Fu Zhen, he would give a high five. He learned this from cartoons. All day long, I either lie on the sofa with a teddy bear in my arms and watch cartoons, or play ball in the small garden behind the villa.
When Fu Ting came back to his senses, Fu Zhen had withdrawn his hand. He laughed with a trace of sarcasm in his laugh: "Forget it, what are you clapping for now? When will Mr. Fu draw up the contract and directly contact I'll sign it."
"Okay." Fu Ting said.
Fu Zhen turned around and walked into the corridor. The voice-activated lights in the corridor were broken a lot, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.
Fu Ting stood there for a long time, darkness and coldness floating around him like a ghost, his mind was filled with what Fu Zhen said to him just now, and Tang Wanwan coquettishly calling his brother, Fu Ting. Ting turned around, got into the car, and left this place.
Fu Zhen went up the stairs, and the images of getting along with Fu Ting and Fu Jianchen when he was a child kept flashing in his mind... Dad called him by his nickname, picked him up from the lawn with open arms, and his brother saw him being taken away from the lawn. He wet the homework, pretended to be very angry, walked over and raised his hand as if to spank his ass, he screamed, hugged Dad's neck tightly, determined not to let go.
He thought he wouldn't cry anymore, but tears rushed out of his eyes involuntarily. The lights in the corridor were dim, he staggered a step, fell directly to the corner of the stairs, and couldn't get up again.