From the first day Fang Shan entered the Wei family, the little fat man and he had a grudge, and it could be said that they disliked each other.
In addition to Fang Shan's previous twists and turns, the little fat man's eyes were naturally attracted, and he did not notice that Wei Su Shen was normal.
After telling him his idea of solving the problem, the little fat man realized that Wei Su Shen's expression did not change for the better. Instead, he looked at him with a deep look, which made Wei Su Pei feel cold in his heart.
"I heard that transcripts from some universities are now mailed to your home."
The little fat man felt like he was struck by lightning: "Only, just a few, not including our school."
Wei Sushen: "Counting the days, your results will come out in the next two days. I'll ask your parents to celebrate you."
The little fat man shook his head crazily. Because his home was so close, he rarely went back to the dormitory to live on weekdays. He often hung out at home, so that his parents didn't even realize it was a holiday. Accordingly, the fact that the final exam was over was temporarily ignored.
This year, the little fat man hanged himself from the big tree in Gaoshu without any accident.
"Brother, love me again." The little fleshy hand tugged on Wei Sushen's sleeve, trying to open his narrowed eyes as wide as possible.
Wei Sushen touched his head affectionately: "Take care."
After that, he put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly upstairs. When he came to the stairs, he looked back, with a cold look in his eyes.
“…”
After returning to the room, when he raised his eyes, he met Fang Shan's eyes with the same coldness and ridicule.
"How many times have I said that the host should rise up from being slapped in the face," Fang Shan crossed his arms and looked at him sideways, "instead of trampling on the weak chicken like a proud peacock."
Wei Sushen looked strange.
Fang Shan felt heartbroken: "I am doing system work, but I also have to worry about my mother's heart. Can the host understand my hard work?"
“…”
Wei Sushen, who had never been ridiculed by his parents since he was a child, experienced the so-called "love education" from Fang Shan. '
By the time Fang Shan finished speaking, it was already half an hour later. Wei Sushen felt sleepy after listening to someone else's speech for the first time.
Take a deep breath and prepare to go out.
Fang Shan raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you willing to tell me a few words?"
Wei Sushen couldn't help but curl his lips: "I'll get you a glass of water."
Fang Shan shook the cup and found it was indeed empty.
Wei Su Shen did not go directly to pour the water, but took the cup and walked to the sulking Wei Su Pei.
"Give you a chance."
The tips of the little fat man's ears moved and he came closer.
Wei Sushen: "Have you ever been called to the office by a teacher and scolded?"
The little fat man nodded and acted as if it was natural.
Wei Sushen: "How long does it usually take to be educated?"
The little fat man cleared his throat and said in an experienced tone: "No more than ten minutes."
Wei Sushen's eyes lit up.
Little Fatty: "When you are being taught a lesson, you must look into the other person's eyes to make him/her realize that you have realized your mistake, and nod your head every fifteen seconds, and your movements must be gentle."
Wei Sushen's expression showed some satisfaction. It turned out that this stupid brother knew quite a lot.
Before going upstairs, he patted the little fat man on the shoulder and said, "Ererudite."
The little fat man was so happy with the praise that he forgot to ask why he was interested in these things.
Fang Shan took a sip of saliva to moisten his throat, regained his strength, and continued to scold.
Halfway through, he saw Wei Sushen looking into his eyes with serious humility.
Fang Shan was startled: "Have you realized your mistake?"
Wei Sushen nodded slightly.
Fang Shan showed a row of small white teeth: "You can teach a kid."
One day after Wei Sushen came back, no tasks were released.
In the afternoon, when he mentioned this matter to Fang Shan, the latter disapproved and said: "That's right. The host should take a few days to rest."
Wei Sushen frowned: "Isn't it a waste of time?"
Fang Shan smiled and gently tapped his raised eyebrows: "Don't treat life with the attitude of always treating tasks."
Wei Sushen didn't think there was anything wrong with completing quests. Even if there were no quests, he would only spend most of his time on official matters.
Fang Shan said calmly: "You won't have a few days of leisure, so hurry up and enjoy it."
The cruel reality once again proved that Wei Sushen was not destined to enjoy a happy life. During dinner in the evening, Wei Ye mentioned that the company was having a mid-year dinner and that there was an important occasion in two days that required Wei Sushen to attend.
Originally, the mid-year party was supposed to be held in June, but that was the busiest time for the company, and it was postponed to now in the blink of an eye.
While speaking, his eyes glanced at Fang Shan from time to time, and he said casually: "The Wei family also has many empty houses outside. It's crowded here, so you might as well consider moving there."
Fang Shan: "I want to wait."
Wei Ye frowned: "What are you waiting for?"
Fang Shan moved his hips towards Wei Su Shen: "Wait until the day he gives me a status."
The whole table was silent.
Wei Ye first broke the dead silence and asked Aunt Zhang to fetch a few walnuts to replace the daily after-dinner snack.
The little fat man mustered up his courage and asked, "Will eating this cause indigestion?"
Walnuts and carrots were really hard for him to swallow.
Wei Ye said coolly: "Some people are like walnuts, they have to be smashed to eat."
Fang Shan nodded calmly: "Remember to throw money at it."
“…”
The little fat man didn't dare to interrupt anymore and ate walnuts silently.
Wei Ye was not angry as he imagined. A light flashed across his eyes. He couldn't tell what the emotion was, but the little fat man took a sneak peek and couldn't help but shudder.
"Since you are determined to be together, you might as well bring him with you to the company dinner." Jiang Meiling wiped the corners of her mouth elegantly, which also made people confused.
Wei Sushen pursed her thin lips, but before she could speak, she was interrupted by the vibration of her cell phone.
"Young Master Wei is very capable." There was no greeting after the call was connected, and his tone was a bit strange.
Wei Sushen said calmly: "I dare not say that, but I am barely better than you."
"Please understand, how did you convince Pei Yang to give up cooperation with the Fang family?"
Wei Sushen: "Follow what he likes."
After that, he hung up the phone, looked at Jiang Meiling looking here, and said, "Fang Can."
Jiang Meiling: "I heard that Fang Can found an ancient painting. I thought that the cooperation with Pei Yang was a sure thing, but in the end it was all in vain."
Wei Sushen: "He is too confident."
Jiang Meiling smiled: "I'm curious, what benefits did you give Pei Yang?"
Wei Sushen: "Treatment."
Jiang Meiling was puzzled.
Wei Sushen: "Infertility."
“…”
It wasn't the end of the year yet, so the gathering wasn't very big, it was just a dinner party, and Wei Ye booked a floor of the hotel.
At present, most of the company's business has been handed over to Wei Sushen. As a leader, it is inevitable to go on stage and say a few words.
"So handsome." The new employee who joined the company couldn't help but say.
"Take a few more glances now," the old employee next to him said with a smile, "Mr. Wei is the standard rich and cold type in TV dramas. Not only does he talk little, he doesn't show up much on weekdays."
Wei Sushen glanced at the audience and spoke slowly: "Thanks to your efforts in the first half of the year, the company has achieved good development..."
One minute passed, two minutes passed... a full five minutes, and there was no sign of stopping.
The new employee was surprised: "You talk less?"
The people at the table looked surprised... Could the CEO have been kicked in the head by a donkey
The expression on Wei Ye's face in the audience was ugly, and he winked at Wei Sushen... and got off.
Wei Sushen didn't fight against him and simply left the room neatly.
Facing everyone's doubtful gazes, Wei Sushen sat down calmly, and Fang Shan asked softly: "Is this sudden feeling of attention Su Shuang?"
"generally."
After being ignored for a long time at first, it felt good to suddenly be noticed, but within two minutes, I felt a little bored.
Fang Shan shook his head: "The host is really difficult to serve."
Wei Sushen was thinking about another thing, how to maximize the effect of "Puppetry". The current world is no better than the world of cultivation. Without the power of energy stones, the puppets created can only exert limited abilities.
Sometimes the connection between Fang Shan and Wei Su Shen can be described as weird. For example, now, when he saw Wei Su Shen lost in thought, he immediately said: "The role of the puppet is greater than the host imagined. In a sense, it is even more powerful than Shining."
Wei Sushen felt the jar in his pocket move, and half of his body suddenly appeared, trembling with anger.
Fang Shan squeezed its little head soothingly. From the perspective of others, it was him who put his hand into Wei Su Shen's pocket to keep warm.
Wei Ye's eyebrows twitched: "You two, please calm down."
Fang Shan knew that the situation was not right, so he took the initiative to withdraw his hand, but his voice was still very soft: "Puppets are free labor."
Wei Sushen instantly understood what he was going to say. The puppet did not need rest, let alone wages, and could support a factory independently.
Fang Shan gritted his teeth as if he had made a decision: "Except for "Puppetry", I didn't get anything from the last mission, and I also wasted props..."
"Props?"
Fang Shan concealed his guilt: "Anyway, we have to find a way to get back our money."
He let it slip for a moment, but Wei Sushen thought about it and realized what was going on: "No wonder the History of Tianxuan Continent has almost become your own history."
Fang Shan rolled his eyes and focused on his daily tasks.
Wei Sushen returned to his cold and taciturn image. Several people thought he had been kicked in the head by a donkey and came to toast him. They wanted to say a few more words, but they ended up asking for trouble. Halfway through the party, Wei Sushen casually found an excuse to leave.
It was the same with him in previous years. Wei Ye would always make cold remarks to make people stay, but today was an exception. He didn't stop him at all.
Wei Sushen's five-minute speech just now left quite a psychological shadow on people.
The air outside does not smell like rice, but it is very fresh.
Fang Shan stood next to the stone lion at the door and began to think: "The last daily task was related to Twinkle. This time it must be related to "Puppetry"."
Wei Sushen listened to him.
Fang Shan: "Try to guide the direction of the task. "Puppetry" is best used to develop a career. If the task can be assigned to this aspect, you can not only increase your points, but also build a career."
Wei Sushen couldn't help but laugh: "What do you think of my career now?"
Fang Shan showed a disgusted expression: "It's still far from the number one in the world."
“…”
Fang Shan pursed his lips and continued: "Developing your career through tasks is different from working on your own. The tasks themselves will provide you with certain conveniences." After a pause, he said in a very serious tone: "That is the so-called opportunity."
Wei Sushen recalled that Pei Yang's wife happened to be in poor health, and the couple returned to China at this juncture. There is probably no such coincidence in the book.
Fang Shan: "The mission will create various opportunities for the host. All we need to do is make the best of the situation."
Wei Sushen: "How to guide?"
Fang Shan patted his chest and said, "Host, try your best to stay in the company these days. I'll go deal with it again."
Wei Sushen looked at him suspiciously.
Fang Shan said firmly: "Don't worry, my face is still worth a few dollars."
The task release system is not willing to accept hard work, so a proper bribe may be feasible.
Fang Shan and Wei Sushen were very busy in the next few days. One returned to his previous image of a workaholic CEO, and the other was busy dealing with things.
A week later, on a sunny morning, Wei Sushen received the task notification tone.
Mission: Rise of Kingdoms.
Note: You are lucky to have a pair of hands that are more dexterous than the descendants of Luban! "Puppetry" can handle all the dexterous and delicate productions in the world! Go and secretly build an underground kingdom of sex toys. The night in the city will be more wonderful because of you.
Wei Sushen looked at the task and didn't speak for a long time.
Fang Shan took a deep breath and calmed down: "Looking at the essence through the phenomenon, the profits in this area are outrageous."
Wei Sushen actually laughed softly, a smile that made people's hearts tremble: "Is this what you call face?"
The scene of how Fang Shan swore that his face was valuable is still vivid in his mind.
Fang Shan rationally analyzed the facts: "Business opportunities in most industries have been monopolized. If you want greater profits, you must innovate. The host just has the ability in this area and can produce any product." Finally, he added: "I swear, I will definitely not steal your limelight this time.”
“…”
The author has something to say: Fang Shan: Only a fool would steal the limelight.
Wei Sushen: Ha.
Wei Supei: Brother, it doesn’t matter if you suffer a loss now, you can get it back on certain occasions later.
Wei Sushen: What is a special occasion
Little Fatty: For example... bed.
There was a sudden power outage, so I barely managed to send it out. I felt like my eyes were blinded by the notebook. If there are any little angels who are feeding and irrigating, I will thank you tomorrow. I love you~