While waiting for the traffic light, Wei Sushen turned his face sideways, and Fang Shan sat calmly in the passenger seat, her thin lips pursed slightly. In an instant, Wei Sushen had a particularly strange thought in his mind. He actually saw a hint of the peacefulness of time in this person.
Startled by this idea, he tightened his grip on the steering wheel: "Why don't you refute it?"
Fang Shan shook his head: "I'm trying to change my mentality."
Wei Sushen said calmly: "I suggest you start improving by forcing others to jump into the river."
"I won't jump into the river." Fang Shan promised, while lowering his head and searching for something on his phone.
Wei Sushen glanced at it, it seemed to be a scenery photo of a mountainous area.
"I have already spotted a few temples," Fang Shan said without hiding anything from him: "If anything goes wrong in the future, the host can just follow me and become a monk."
Wei Sushen only felt that his heart, which was not warm to begin with, was covered with a layer of coolness like ice water. Secretly thinking about whether to trick Fang Shan into attending a stress relief class.
It happened to be time to get off work, but the road conditions were very bad. The car stopped and stopped all the way, and finally got stuck on the viaduct.
Fang Shan looked at the darkening sky outside, closed his eyes and listened to the radio quietly.
At this time, he showed amazing patience. Suddenly, his eyelashes trembled: "If you have anything to say, just say it. There is no need to hold back."
Wei Sushen, who had no intention of chatting at all from beginning to end, said: "...you are thinking too much."
Fang Shan: "You don't have to hide in front of me."
Every move and every move vividly interprets the image of a person who clearly wants to speak but must find excuses in others.
Wei Sushen breathed a sigh of relief: "What do you want to talk about?"
Fang Shan did not continue to mess around and asked: "Isn't there anything that the host is curious about?"
Wei Sushen's curiosity is really weak. He used to be annoyed by being asked questions when he was taking care of his host. Now that he met a host who could take care of himself, Fang Shan found it boring.
After a long time, he judged that he would be stuck in traffic for at least another twenty minutes before Wei Sushen reacted: "If Chen Bingying has a system, does it mean that she can also enter different worlds?"
"It's basically impossible." Fang Shan answered quite seriously: "There are no more than ten systems with this kind of authority. As far as I know, those few will definitely look down on someone like Chen Bingying."
"reason."
"It's not fashionable," Fang Shan said seriously: "This is the same as fashion. The white lotus host was popular a few years ago, but if you wear it now, you will be laughed at for being uncouth."
“…”
Fang Shan: "Chen Bingying's behavior seems to be aimed at us at every turn. The system she is bound to must have an old grudge against me."
Recalling the name of his enemy who could almost be published in a book, Wei Sushen's eyes glowed with a deep luster.
"Now that someone is coming to your door to be slapped in the face," Fang Shan moved his hand and covered Wei Sushen's cold hand: "You should seize this opportunity and welcome the joy of passing."
It was already after nine o'clock when we returned to Wei's house. The door of the little fat man's room was not closed. As he passed by, he vaguely heard him complaining about the too much homework left by Chen Bingying.
This was the first time that Fang Shan heard him swearing in this tone, without using the same words. Wei Sushen looked at the scene in the room and was completely sure that Chen Bingying and his brother had nothing to do.
Wei Sushen entered the room and started working. Fang Shan noticed that he was drawing on a tablet and leaned over to join in the fun.
A black tulip, the petals seem to be full of life, blooming enthusiastically and unrestrainedly. Because it is rendered in black, it is delicate but not gorgeous, and full of unique morbid beauty.
Looking at each other, Fang Shan immediately realized what he meant: "Badge?"
Wei Sushen nodded: "Demand is one thing. Rich people prefer to spend their money in high-end places."
Fang Shan had a serious look on his face: "You are the first person I have ever seen who wants to be a high-ranking person in the sex toy business."
Wei Sushen made some final modifications to the lines and finalized the painting: "I will hold an exhibition in two days, and this painting will be printed on the invitation."
Fang Shan, who has always been stingy, said generously: "The words on it must be gold-plated."
Wei Sushen curled his lips. The luxurious invitation was just the first step: "Everyone invited will have to wear a mask."
Fang Shan raised his eyebrows: "Not a bad idea."
Firstly, it can protect privacy, and the most important thing is to create a sense of mystery.
After thinking for a moment, he licked his lips and said, "It's just that the things on display must be novel."
Wei Sushen: "We already have a preliminary idea, and it won't take long to make."
"Where's the shame?" Fang Shan couldn't help but want to reach out and pinch his face, but Wei Sushen dodged it.
"Don't move your hands or feet."
Fang Shan narrowed his eyes with a smile. As a cold-faced CEO, he spoke like a weak woman who had been bullied: "At first, I was worried that you wouldn't be able to accept this kind of task, but I didn't expect that you would be able to do it successfully."
"Business is business," Wei Sushen said slowly: "Within the legal scope, there is no distinction between high and low."
Fang Shan was speechless: "Legal?"
It's not discrimination, but it's hard to associate this word with Wei Sushen.
Wei Sushen said seriously: "Of course."
…
It has been raining continuously in recent days, and the entire city is soaked in traces of mud.
Wei Sushen has booked a cruise ship in advance to better avoid the prying eyes of the outside world.
On the luxury cruise ship, even the waiters who came and went were all wearing masks. The light of the crystal lamp was dazzling, and many girls with hot figures could be seen. Just covering their faces seemed to unleash their inner beasts for these laughing men and women.
Zhao Shi and Wei Sushen were sitting in a relatively quiet corner, blowing kisses to several girls in uniforms.
"You are really generous." Zhao Shi crossed his legs and relaxed his arms on the back of the chair, confirming his reputation as a playboy.
Wei Sushen was unmoved by the appearance and poured a glass of red wine: "It's just a necessary early investment."
Zhao Shi sneered: "I'm afraid most of the people who came will have to indulge in the ecstasy cave."
He can already foresee that there will be a massive increase in membership in the future.
"Things are rare and valuable." Wei Sushen said quietly: "It is enough to hold such an event once or twice a year."
Zhao Shi raised his glass to him: "To the future."
As soon as Wei Sushen raised his arm, Fang Shan's lips were already pressed against the wall of the cup. He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, savoring the mellow aroma of the wine with satisfaction: "I'll help you test whether it's poisonous."
Wei Sushen's face was expressionless, while Zhao Shizi smiled and said, "He has a sense of humor."
Fang Shan is undoubtedly very charming. This temptation is not only reflected in appearance, but also in perfect figure...slim but not weak, making people want to take it for themselves at a glance.
Zhao Shi cleverly summed up the reason why Wei Sushen fell in love with him. He ate too much abalone and sea cucumber, and suddenly tasted Malatang. Looking back at those bland delicacies, of course there was no taste.
Fang Shan looked around and said sideways, "How about holding an auction to liven up the atmosphere?"
Wei Sushen glanced at Zhao Shi, who nodded knowingly: "I'll make arrangements."
Zhao Shi personally presided over the auction. He was very good at arousing people's emotions. Looking at the bodies radiating desire in the audience, he discovered for the first time that doing this kind of business could actually bring fun.
Exciting music and endless screams constantly stimulated the nerves, and some lots were bid up to sky-high prices.
It is not a regular auction house. Everything happens as it comes. Some buyers who have won the exhibits will go on stage to show off, attracting kisses from beauties.
Although Fang Shan and Wei Sushen did not participate in almost the whole process, they were noisy by the restless drums for two nights, and they were a little sloppy when they returned to the land.
Taking out the mirror and looking at it carefully, Fang Shan held on to the wall and sighed, "Do we look like idiots who have overindulged in sex?"
Wei Sushen nodded slightly. The point was that his legs were weak but he did nothing.
The two of them sighed at the same time, and rarely laughed at each other. They supported each other and walked to the underground parking lot. From the back, they looked like a dying old couple.
Fang Shan got into the car first and sat directly in the rear driver's seat: "My legs are weak."
The implication was that Wei Sushen was asked to drive.
With wide eyes, he finally called Arthur to be the driver and take them back.
It was too noisy on the cruise ship, and Wei Sushen's ears would still hear echoes from time to time. Zhao Shi called and seemed to be happily reporting on his performance, but he didn't hear a few words clearly.
On the other side, Chen Bingying hadn't seen Wei Su Shen for several days in a row. When she was tutoring her homework that day, she finally couldn't help but ask Wei Su Pei: "Why haven't you seen your brother in these two days?"
"Look what he does," the little fat man said, frustrated by the torture of mathematics: "Look at the questions!"
There was no affection for girls in his tone.
Chen Bingying's expression remained unchanged, but her hands were hidden in the dark and clenched slightly.
On a rainy day, it gets dark early, so Jiang Meiling came over specifically to ask her to leave ten minutes early because she was worried that it would be unsafe if she was late.
The little fat man was able to escape early and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Jiang Meiling came over and rubbed his head: "I'll make you braised prawns tonight."
The little fat man's eyes lit up instantly.
Wei Ye frowned after hearing this: "This child has been spoiled by you."
The little fat man made a face, closed the textbook and suddenly said: "Let's find another tutor."
Jiang Meiling frowned: "Did she teach well?"
Subconsciously, I thought it was unlikely. Before hiring me, I learned in private that Chen Bingying's grades were very good in school and she also had experience as a substitute teacher.
The little fat man curled his lips: "My thoughts are not right."
Jiang Meiling laughed: "You want to say that she seduced you?"
Wei Ye also gave a rare chuckle: "That girl has so little sense."
Just as he was about to slam the table angrily, when he met Wei Ye's eyes, the little fat man took his arm back and told the conversation exactly as it was.
"She didn't even get angry when I said that to her. She must have other motives."
Jiang Meiling's eyes changed slightly: "Maybe you are too worried. I still owe a lot of foreign debt and need this job."
"Then she should at least look aggrieved." The little fat man was uncharacteristically serious: "But she was smiling."
Jiang Meiling was slightly startled.
The little fat man said coldly: "That kind of tolerant and generous attitude is disgusting."
"Watch your words." Wei Ye, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly said.
Although he reprimanded him, Wei Ye exchanged glances with Jiang Meiling in private. The latter nodded slightly and said to Wei Supei, who was puffing out his cheeks: "I will handle this matter."
The author has something to say: Little Fatty: Report! Enemy troops found ahead!
Wei Sushen: Ignore it.
Jiang Meiling: Don’t panic.
Wei Ye: Hold her! ! !
ps: I feel dazzled. If there are any bugs, I will catch them tomorrow. Good night~
Thank you to the little angels who feed and irrigate, I love you︿(￣︶￣)︿
Sonic threw a mine; Mmm.