What kind of money is easy to earn in this world today? Real estate is easy to earn, the pharmaceutical industry is easy to earn, the entertainment industry is easy to earn, and women and children's money is easy to earn.
And Enrui Group earns money from women and children.
Fu Ruien is basically a self-made man. Not only did his native family not give him any help, but it has been holding him back. The Fu family was very rich back then, but who made Fu Ruien an illegitimate child accidentally created by his father? As soon as the old man kicked his legs, Fu Ruien was kicked out with a meager inheritance.
With this little money in his pocket, he was beaten to death in the shopping mall. At any rate, he found out some tricks, started to make cosmetics and women's clothing by accident, and later involved mothers, babies and children, etc., which is considered prestigious in the circle. Hehe.
Some people who looked down on him said that he "made his fortune selling sanitary napkins and paper diapers." Fu Ruien laughed it off on the surface, and when the weather turned cold after a while, he let the person who said this go bankrupt.
Every morning when he wakes up, Fu Ruien will see in the mirror a domineering president who will do what he says.
— But you say it's strange, Fu Ruien decided to fuck Qiu Qiu's ass from the first time he met him, but he hasn't even kissed his mouth until now.
He spent 30 million yuan on a little-known little show for Tangzi. Fortunately, Tangzi still has a conscience, and he hesitated and said that he would come to see him on the weekend.
Fu Ruien complied happily.
The meeting place was still the original Xiangjiang Villa. Fu Ruien had someone clean it up in advance. Rose petals were spread all over the floor from the main entrance to the bedroom. With hair, wrapped in a bathrobe, waiting in the living room.
Fu Ruien felt that he had spent 30 million yuan, so he would have to change 3000 movements to be worth the fare.
…
When Qiu Qiu knocked on the door, Fu Ruien's face turned dark.
I saw Qiu Qiu holding a watermelon apple in his left hand and a milk egg in his right hand. It didn't look like he came to visit the benefactor, but rather a lonely old man.
Hold.
Fu Ruien thought that other people's "godfathers" focus on "dryness", but only Qiu Qiu focuses on "father".
Qiu Qiu looked at the petals on the ground, and then at Fu Ruien, who was exposing his large chest muscles. He was as red as a boiled crab from his neck to his face.
It is said that a man has forty-one flowers. Fu Ruien has been exercising all year round and has maintained a very good figure. His abdominal muscles are firm and his chest muscles are firm. The muscle lines of his whole body are not comparable to young people.
"Godfather... I, I don't bother you anymore." The cowardly Qiu Qiu stepped back while talking.
Fu Ruien glared at him. With just this one look, Qiu Qiu was like a puppy being held by its owner on a leash.
"Get the hell out of here."
Qiu Qiu could only carry a few bags of agricultural and sideline products, and stepped on the petals carefully into the house.
Fu Ruien didn't bother to fuck his son's ass anymore. He tightened his bathrobe, poured a glass of red wine, and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. He stared at the big boy in front of him, thinking that everything was delicious, but he couldn't eat anything.
When Qiu Qiu just stepped in the door, he was still a little timid, but he was used to the Xiangjiang Villa, so he let go of his courage and sneaked in and out of the kitchen after a while.
Fu Ruien didn't know how many knives, forks and bowls and chopsticks there were in the villa, but Qiu Qiu knew it all.
He was as busy as a little bee. First he put the eggs and milk into the refrigerator, then went to wash and peel the fruits. It didn’t take long before he came up with a beautiful big fruit plate: the apples were made in the shape of bunnies, and the buttocks rushed out. In a circle, in the middle are twenty round watermelon flesh balls, red like gems.
Qiu Qiu brought the fruit plate to Fu Rui'en, with a few drops of sweat on his forehead, and his eyes were full of flattery.
This kind of flattery is not the flattery of the little fresh meat being kept to the donor, but... but from the heart, "I like you, so I want to treat you well".
It's just... this kind of "like" is too pure.
Fu Ruien took the fruit plate, holding a silver fork in his hand, slowly picked up a watermelon ball and sent it to his mouth. The round red ball was gently bitten open, overflowing with juice, and disappeared between his lips and teeth in a blink of an eye. Qiu Qiu was fascinated by it for a moment, gulped, and almost choked himself.
In his arms, he was still holding the pitted half-pushed watermelon dug by him, with a big iron spoon stuck in it. This was the summer food he prepared for himself.
Qiu Qiu's heart was inexplicably hot, so he could only lower his head and ate the watermelon, but the watermelon was too cold, and he was hiccupped by the ice before taking a few bites.
Fu Ruien was helpless, got up and took the watermelon away, poured him a glass of warm water, and seeing Qiu Qiu obediently finished it, he asked, "What the hell are you doing here?"
"... I just came to see you."
"Okay." Fu Ruien said, "It's thanks to you for thinking of the chicken to pay the weasel a New Year's greeting."
Qiu Qiu was honest and discussed with him in a low voice: "Godfather, can you return the guitar to me?"
Fu Ruien raised his eyebrows: "Have you collected enough money?"
"...No, can I owe you first..."
"It was you who said it yourself at the time, and you came to redeem the guitar when you collected enough 50,000 yuan."
"But Xiaoli also needs money..."
Fu Rui'en's eyes suddenly became cold - under the gaze of Qiu Qiu, he actually had a vague sense of guilt that he said in front of his original spouse that he would spend his salary on his concubine.
Fu Ruien just looked at him like this for a while, and Qiu Qiu, who was waiting to see, felt restless, and said, "Qiu Qiu, you are too kind. You have already broken up. After the breakup, she put her emotions into her work, which led to her losing her job." , this matter is her responsibility. Why are you responsible? "
"I... I know." Qiu Qiu replied stubbornly, "I didn't intend to take full responsibility. It's just that I think she is a girl, and she has suffered a lot in this relationship. The 50,000 yuan I gave her was not to compensate her. My job is to make up for the feelings she wasted on me."
Fu Ruien felt that this child was so silly and touching, and he would definitely run back crying in the future.
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Qiu Qiu came here to pick up the guitar today to prepare for the semi-finals ten days later. Although the program team will provide instruments, Qiu Qiu still feels that it is more convenient to use his own.
A guitar worth 50,000 yuan is nothing in the eyes of people who really play music, but it is the only "gift" Qiu Qiu got from Fu Ruien, and it is also his first professional guitar, which means a lot to him. big.
Although Fu Ruien spoke very rudely, he still got up and went upstairs to get him the guitar.
During Qiu Qiu's absence, the guitar was not placed in the basement, in the storage room, in the study or in the guest room... Instead, it lived in the master bedroom with Fu Ruien.
Qiu Qiu excitedly opened the piano case, and his fingertips caressed slowly across the strings. Just like meeting old friends, Qiu Qiu held the guitar without letting go, and tuned it for twenty minutes.
Fu Ruien asked: "What did you sing in the semi-finals?"
""I wish you peace" ah."
"..."
Qiu Qiu blinked innocently: "Didn't you tell me to stay in the semi-finals to sing?"
"...you just listen to what I say, and I said I want to sleep with you, why don't you wash your butt and lie on the bed."
"Yeah, but I've reported it. The assistant director checked with me several times that day, saying that it can't be changed after it's reported."
Fu Ruien slapped his forehead fiercely: "Little guy, you have a backstage person now, the assistant director won't allow you to change, but the director will let you change."
It hurts Fu Ruien to play the brain adze, he only played it once, and Qiu Qiu's forehead became red. Fu Ruien has a bad heart, so he insisted on playing another one next to it, so that the two red blocks can be symmetrical. Qiu Qiu was not happy, and coquettishly hid, but in the end he hid and took off the peaked cap on his head.
Today Qiu Qiu was wearing a hat when he entered the door. Fu Ruien didn't pay attention to it all the time. He thought it was young people who like fashion, but he didn't expect to show his clues after taking off the hat——
"Why is your hair being gnawed?"
Qiu Qiu clutched the kiwi on his head and said, "My dear father was eaten by others..."
His current hairstyle is really unsightly, a bit like the "Mediterranean" that was "reversely selected" in photoshop, the surroundings are barren, and the weeds in the middle are reborn.
Thanks to his ugly hairstyle, Fu Ruien still had a little bit of sexual interest, but seeing this kiwi was completely stimulated.
…
Fu Ruien changed his clothes, took Qiu Qiu's collar and stuffed him into the car, and personally took him to a shop where he often had haircuts.
That shop specializes in styling the rich, powerful, and famous people, and the people who come in and out are either political and business celebrities or popular superstars. Qiu Qiu had never been to such a luxurious place before, he was dazzled immediately, he felt that the doormen here could play the leading role in idol dramas.
As soon as Fu Ruien stepped into the gate, the store's design director twisted his waist and walked over.
"Hey, old man, where did you recognize the little brother? Look at this tender face. Could it be a snowman?" The design director is a very neutral man with a miniature ball head tied in his hair. Standing behind the head is a little tugger, which is very artistic. Seeing Qiu Qiu's eyes light up, he stretched out his hand to pinch Qiu Qiu's face.
Fu Ruien knocked off his hand in a protective manner, and said angrily, "What brother, he's just a generation behind, this is my son." He pointed to Qiu Qiu's head wearing a hat and said, "He will have a baby in a few days." I have to participate in an event, and my hair is cut badly, so you have to fix it."
The design director said with a smile that there is no problem, and he is very much looking forward to styling the handsome boy.
In the end, when Fu Ruien took off Qiu Qiu's hat, the design director wished he could hit his head to death: "You might as well just bring me a monk to do my hair!"
This person's level of drama is comparable to that of Xiaoli. When he roared, everyone in the store looked over. Qiu Qiu originally felt that his hair was ugly, but now he wanted to find a crack in the ground and get down, he was so ashamed that he couldn't lift his head up.
Fu Ruien pinched the drama king's mouth like a duck: "Okay, okay, stop barking, I don't listen to you when I spend money."
Only then did the design director stop, and took Qiu Qiu to the VIP room with a long sigh.
But it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. The director held the scissors and looked at it feebly for a while, and had to admit that he was incapable of repairing it.
The director said: "Little handsome guy, I think you have beautiful features and a good hair shape. How about I shave your head bald? Now even little girls like to shave their heads. It's so fashionable."
Qiu Qiu thought for a while: "I don't mind having a bald head..."
The director excitedly picked up the fader.
"But I'm afraid that my godfather will have an opinion..."
The director lowered the fader again.
So Qiu Qiu went in and walked around, then took a wig out in a daze.
He glanced at the label on the wig, and found to his heart that he owed his godfather another eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight.