There are no street lights near the factory, and Fang Shan's figure blends perfectly into the darkness.
The moment he opened the door, some of the light from the electric light was revealed. Wei Sushen put together a table in the deepest part, with all kinds of strange props piled on it.
Fang Shan walked over and picked one up. After turning on the switch, he suddenly felt that the face slimming effect might be good. He pushed it around on his face and said, "Someone is following me."
Wei Sushen stopped what he was doing and looked up at him.
Fang Shan spreads his hands: "But the other party only followed him to the door of the bar, so I just let him go."
Those small advertisements are distributed in a large area, and it is impossible to hide them if you want to check them.
Wei Sushen nodded, indicating that it didn't matter.
The sound of the cell phone vibrating coincided with the sound of the massager on Fang Shan's face, so that it took a long time to be noticed.
Wei Sushen found the connection under the messy objects.
"Where are you?"
Wei Sushen subconsciously checked the time. Although it was a little late, Wei Ye had never called him because he came home late: "Is something wrong?"
There was no direct answer, but some issues had already been explained. Wei Ye did not force it, and simply asked: "Where is he?"
It is self-evident who 'he' refers to.
Wei Sushen looked at Fang Shan, who was concentrating on creating an oval face, and sighed, "He is very busy."
Wei Ye's tone was rather cold: "What are you busy with?"
Realizing that he was being looked at, Fang Shan turned around and smiled at him. Under the light, the originally fair skin turned a little unnaturally blue. Wei Sushen felt soft when he thought of the other party posting advertisements in the cold wind outside. It was rare that he did not deny the fruits of Fang Shan's labor: "Help me attract business."
“…”
After a brief silence, the phone was hung up suddenly.
Wei Sushen thought that the signal was not good and called back. After a beep, there was a notification that the line was busy. Fang Shan turned off the massager: "Stop calling, you might have been blocked."
Wei Sushen frowned and dialed again. It was a complete shutdown prompt.
It was really not like his father's style to call specifically to ask for a few words and then turn off the phone.
Fang Shan raised his face to help think about the answer: "Menopause?"
Wei Sushen continued busy with the work at hand, and dimmed the lights a little brighter, and said calmly: "It's not that bad."
After a while, Fang Shan suddenly said: "Could it be a distress call?"
Wei Sushen was helpless and didn't understand what nonsense he was thinking about all day long.
Fang Shan hissed: "It's like this on TV, saying some inexplicable words as a hint. As for the sudden shutdown, it may be discovered by gangsters."
Wei Sushen ignored him.
Fang Shan started to call up the news from years ago and deliberately put the phone to his ear, so that someone called the police under the guise of delivering food.
Wei Sushen didn't even raise his head: "It's really an accident. Calling the police is more useful than calling me."
Fang Shan: "What if it's something that the police can't handle?"
Wei Sushen couldn't help but rub his temples, and Fang Shan continued to reason: "For example, let's take a corrupt official who was stolen by a thief but didn't dare to report the crime. Let's take another example..."
Thinking too much is a beautiful quality. You must know that things in this world cannot bear to be overthought. Wei Sushen didn't take it to heart at first, but because he kept talking about it, he inevitably thought about it a little more, and finally made a call: "Arthur."
On the other end of the phone, Arthur, the considerate assistant, was forcibly summoned to the line again.
"Go to my house and see if there is anything strange."
Arthur's work efficiency has always been extremely high. In less than ten minutes, he drove to the outside of the villa: "The lights are dark, it seems that everyone has rested."
Wei Su Shen's eyes tightened. Wei Ye rarely fell asleep before ten o'clock, and Wei Su Pei was a person who played games until twelve o'clock.
Fang Shan: "Would you like to give your mother another call?"
Wei Sushen didn't hesitate and called Jiang Meiling.
In the Wei family, Wei Ye was lying on the bed with a headache when Jiang Meiling pushed him: "Take off the phone for me."
The charging place was still some distance from the bedside, so Wei Ye had no choice but to lift the quilt and walk over.
In the darkness, the caller ID was particularly dazzling. After seeing who it was, Wei Ye refused to answer the call with a dark face.
"Harassing phone calls." Wei Ye turned around expressionlessly and said to Jiang Meiling, "Ignore it."
When the call failed to get through, Wei Su Shen called Wei Su Pei again. However, the little fat man was still angry that he had been spat, so he mustered up the courage to call Wei Su Pei too.
Wei Sushen put down what he was working on and hurried back with Fang Shan as quickly as possible. Arthur was waiting at the door. When he saw them coming, he looked solemn and asked, "Do you want to call the police?"
Wei Sushen thought of Fang Shan's remarks that it might be inconvenient to call the police, and shook his head.
"I'll go in first to check the situation. You stay outside and keep an eye on the situation."
Wei Sushen is naturally quite familiar with the structure of the villa, including the power supply and alarm settings, which is much more suitable than Arthur's.
Fang Shan: "I'm with you."
Wei Sushen did not refuse.
The two of them moved very quietly, especially when they opened the door, there was only a slight sound. However, he was still noticed by Wei Ye upstairs. Wei Ye waved his hand to his wife, signaling her to keep quiet.
In the darkness, no one turned on the lights.
Wei Sushen and Wei Ye had the same idea: they must be enemies rather than friends, otherwise they would not deliberately step lightly and be sneaky.
Fang Shan stood behind Wei Sushen, pricking up his ears and hiding in the corner of the cabinet, preparing for surprise.
I don’t know who struck first, maybe at the same time, but the convection created by the fist piercing the air was frightening.
The moonlight was obscured by the dense trees outside the window, leaving only scattered rays of light. Fang Shan could vaguely see the action of the two figures fighting each other. This was the first time he had truly seen Wei Sushen's moves, and he felt that the opponent had the qualifications to become a Sanda champion.
Wei Sushen's expression changed slightly. The movements of the two parties were so similar that in order to see the other party's true face clearly, he deliberately took a few steps back towards the window. Wei Ye obviously had the same idea, and Fang Shan rushed out at this juncture and kicked the tall figure.
Wei Ye dodged extremely quickly, but Wei Sushen caught the opportunity and punched him.
After the attack was successful, Wei Sushen grabbed the opponent's sleeve and pulled it towards the window. Under the moonlight, a familiar handsome face appeared.
Fang Shan was stunned on the spot, but Wei Sushen reacted very quickly and mouthed to him: "Run!"
"stop!"
With the help of the moonlight, Wei Ye also saw a familiar figure from behind.
With a 'pop' sound, Jiang Meiling came down from upstairs and turned on the light switch in the living room. No matter how mentally prepared she was, she was still shocked by the scene before her.
The little fat man also ran down when he heard Wei Ye's low voice: "Dad, why are your eyes swollen?"
Guessing that it was probably an error, Jiang Meiling sighed and went to the kitchen to cook eggs.
Family scandals should not be made public. Wei Sushen asked Arthur who was waiting outside to leave first. Jiang Meiling gently massaged Wei Ye's bruised area with eggs.
Wei Ye's eyes were as cold as the snow on the mountains that never melts all year round: "Unfilial son."
Jiang Meiling exerted a heavy force on her hand, and Wei Ye frowned in pain.
Fang Shan raised an eyebrow at Wei Sushen, while the little fat man gloated. Although the flood had washed away the Dragon King Temple, he was happy knowing that his eldest brother was going to be unlucky.
In terms of understanding Wei Sushen, Fang Shan knew very well. As soon as Wei Sushen's lips moved, he knew that the villain must be the first to file a complaint.
Sure enough, Wei Sushen told the whole story in detail, skipping the key points about himself and focusing mostly on the fact that the phone was hung up three times.
Jiang Meiling recalled the harassing phone calls Wei Ye said, and her pretty face sank: "You deserve it."
Wei Ye was scolded and said coldly: "You are really my good son."
Wei Sushen responded in a nonchalant manner: "It's all because of your good education since childhood."
As a divine assist, Fang Shan pretended to be surprised at this moment: "It's understandable that your uncle hung up on you, but why didn't your brother even pay attention?"
The little fat man who was waiting to watch the show trembled and wanted to escape.
"Get back here."
The little fat man froze on the spot: "Dad, listen to my explanation."
Fang Shan sighed in his heart and stopped watching this family ethics drama. It happened that Wei Sushen walked to the window and answered a phone call, and he followed behind to eavesdrop.
Arthur: "Boss, I just received the news that there is news about what you are asking about."
Wei Sushen asked him to send it to his mailbox, and while the little fat man was being taught a lesson, he leisurely went upstairs to deal with the matter.
What Arthur sent was a compressed package with a lot of content, because Wei Sushen asked for first-hand information and did not classify it.
Dazzled by the densely packed small characters, Fang Shan immediately sat aside and waited for Wei Sushen to finish reading, then asked directly for the results.
"What did you see?"
Wei Sushen kept his hands on the mouse: "Except for working in a bar, there is nothing special about him."
Girls rarely choose to work in bars, but the wages offered by bars are high and it makes sense when you have foreign debts.
Fang Shan had no choice but to come over and take a look and let out a 'tsk' sound.
Wei Sushen: "What do you see?"
Fang Shan pretended to be mysterious: "If the host can't even see this, I will be very disappointed."
Before Wei Sushen could speak, Fang Shan said gloomily: "This season, the river is very cold."
Seeing that winter was coming, Wei Sushen squinted his eyes and prepared to sign up for another winter swimming training camp.
Fang Shan just snorted and didn't give him any more trouble: "Her name is the biggest problem."
Chen Bingying.
From Wei Sushen's point of view, it was just an ordinary name. Fang Shan waved his index finger in front of him: "Usually this type of name is very popular with the heroine's face-slapping system."
Wei Sushen: "Is there any requirement?"
Fang Shan nodded: "Those with less than 20 strokes will be eliminated in the primary election. The requirements for the heroine system are relatively low. Like me, I don't want those who are not withdrawn, those who are less than 1.8 meters tall, and those who are not single. …”
After a series of requests came down, Wei Sushen's eyes moved slightly: "Is this a rigid rule or did you decide it yourself?"
Fang Shan: “The first one is hardcore, and the others also have personal needs.
Wei Sushen frowned slightly, staring at him with a complicated expression.
Fang Shan's heart skipped a beat and he said bluntly: "That's right, it's just a requirement for choosing a mate. Do you have any objections?"
It's a pity that the selected hosts all like Long Aotian's harem style without exception. Fang Shan also took several female hosts, but none of them could like him.
A suffocating silence spread in the air.
Faced with such an unexpected marriage advertisement, Wei Sushen really couldn't respond with words. Something suddenly flashed in his mind. When they first met, Fang Shan seemed to want to break into the bathroom several times on the pretext of measuring his weight.
Fang Shan coughed lightly and interrupted his thoughts: "It's okay to seek some benefits for yourself occasionally. Let's talk about business."
The author has something to say: Wei Sushen: It’s time to arrange wolf prevention courses.
Thank you to the little angels who feed and irrigate, thank you all!
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