Chapter 509 Paparazzi Dad and Adopted Daughter 1 Social Trash Dad's Next Life
Four-year-old Fu Chen sat on a wooden chair in a high-end community and looked at the sky alone. A white moonlight illuminated the sky above the dark night.
Not far away, between the buildings, there was a car hidden in the night. It was an ordinary business car. There seemed to be no one in the car, and there was no one in the front seat. But occasionally, light reflected from the darkness.
Someone came out of the building, a long-haired man wearing sunglasses and a mask.
Fuchen trotted over, holding on to the person, and soon the person gave her a few hundred-dollar bills. Fuchen got the money and walked out of the community to buy food for herself.
Outside the community is the flow of people coming and going, and it is the most prosperous place in the city center. When the street lights are on, the city's lights and feasting look magnificent.
The community here is quiet and quiet, and the market price is very high.
Fuchen carried the food on his back and returned to the wooden chair in the community, continuing to look at the sky with his mouth full of bread.
In the back seat of the car, the man turned on his camera and carefully looked at the girl and the man who had just walked away. The man was a star. Recently, he had become a hot topic because he was the crazy and gentle second male lead in an urban drama, and he was obviously in the second tier.
These days, men are busy preparing to strike while the iron is hot, hoping to become a first-line star. If you get a little information about a male star at this time, stand in the wind and strike a match and it will explode.
When a man compares a girl with a man, they have the same red and triple phoenix eyes. No matter what time or age, such a pair of eyes cannot be ignored. Eyes that combine strength and beauty - very rare.
"No."
After unpacking the mobile phone and turning it on, the first thing on the screen to download is software, tracking and positioning software.
"I ordered takeout for you. Don't open the door casually when you are at home alone. I'm going out." Lu Youming said, took the keys and camera and went out.
The room is on the fifth floor.
There is a room next to the back, and when you push it open, there is a large bed.
Fuchen climbed up on the chair and just wanted to look at the computer when he was pushed down by Lu Youming and kicked out.
"Should I go back in two days?" Fuchen asked.
If you don't live here for many years, if you try to run away in the middle of the night, you will definitely not be able to do so.
The wallet thrown away on the table, the tablet on the sofa, the high-end shoes on the shoes, and the smell coming from the kitchen - the smell of take-out.
"What's your job?" Fuchen asked.
"Children, don't make trouble." Lu Youming said.
"Where's dad? Doesn't your dad live with you?"
The road is clear and waiting.
"Junior high school students and high school students, the easiest ones to deceive are college students, high school students whose grades are not that good and who want to drop out and work."
The buildings are very close to each other - cats can enter, but people cannot enter the smelly water area.
In the evening, we found a restaurant for dinner, and then hurried back to the "green house" covered with ivy.
Fu Chen pulled the air conditioner over his head and looked at the cats in the animal world. After a while, he tilted his head and fell asleep.
Looking at the person in front of him, Fuchen stared without speaking.
"Um."
An old house that can catch fire if you're not careful.
In the narrow corridor, Lu Youming's voice echoed.
Fuchen asked from behind, "How much did I get sold for?" Xiao Naiyin said completely worldly words.
The houses in this area are all old houses with only four or five floors. Ivy crawlers cover the entire house.
"Everyone has at least five quotas. Bring people here. Ah, look at us. We earn a hundred thousand a month and a million a year."
It's none of his business.
Fuchen went down to wash up, and when she came out to have breakfast, she saw Lu Youming already lying on her sofa, with his legs hanging up and his big ugly feet dangling.
Fuchen glanced towards the right side of the living room, walked over in two steps, opened the door casually, and locked it. He tried it twice, but it was still the same. He looked at Lu Youming.
"The wallet is full of money."
The chaotic brain was spinning slowly, and only after the dull pain passed did the thinking become clear.
Fuchen trotted over, chasing the man who came down, and held on to the man's hand. The man struggled with him for a few minutes, and then grabbed Fuchen's hand. He took out a wad of money from his bag, shook it in front of Fuchen, and patted it.
In Fuchen's hands, he turned around and entered the building.
The two of them ate in silence, and after the meal the man packed up the takeaway. Fuchen opened the refrigerator very naturally, used the corner of the table to pry open the cap of the bottle of wine, and fell on the sofa to drink.
"It's summer vacation now, it's time for students to have free time."
"I received several thousand dollars yesterday. How much did you sell me for?" Fuchen asked.
Fuchen listened for a while and recorded silently. Then he ran back to the sofa to play.
Fuchen raised his head and looked at the man, stretched out his hand and said, "ID card."
The sound of the engine attracted the attention of the floating dust.
Another box and a smartphone were thrown over.
Fuchen calmly judged the situation for himself and followed him upstairs.
At least, that's what men think.
Fuchen had a clear goal. He walked to the refrigerator, touched an apple and gnawed on it. He walked to the window and saw dim trees. Only by looking up 90° could he find the sky in the corner.
There are no drinks in the refrigerator, only beer.
Lu Youming led the way, opened the car door, and drove away. He said nothing along the way.
Fuchen said nothing and lowered his head to eat.
The cheekbones are somewhat similar, but not completely. Just looking at the facial features, the little girl's parents are both handsome men and beautiful women.
"If you have money, let's make it together. Give back to the society and serve our hometown."
Fuchen already knew that Lu Youming's profession was as a paparazzi, so he trotted over and said, "I'll go too."
Who is rich but still lives in an old house?
Is the house hidden and conducive to escape?
Fuchen put away his phone and changed the subject, "I want to have a midnight snack."
"Strong visual impact!"
If you are strong enough, you can jump under a tree and escape.
"Especially wear a pair of brand-name suits, brand-name leather shoes, a shiny gold watch, and a leather bag."
"Just take them to a dinner! Brag about your reputation abroad! Hand over thousands of dollars for free!"
The child in front of him looked like a homeless child in the dark, looking for a place to commit suicide.
Fuchen came out of his long daze and stared at the man before his brain could turn around.
"This month's performance is not good. Now during the summer vacation, when students are on vacation, we need to develop our performance and recruit more people, at least 10,000 people."
After returning home, Lu Youming went into the studio to work. There were lines of code on the computer, and there were various pictures and news on the display screen next to it.
"Psychic shock!"
Fuchen quickly opened the phone and was overjoyed, "Is it for me?"
Lu Youming threw over a long box of automatic toothbrushes.
"Freelance worker." Lu Youming answered smoothly.
Lu Youming came out. "A serious job?" Fuchen teased while lying on the sofa.
After all, this Qi Rong is taking a dedicated path.
He is still a child less than one meter tall.
The watch on my hand showed that it was 3:30 in the morning. There was already a corpse lying on the sofa. I opened the "shroud".
This kid will be a traffic bomb today and tomorrow. He has a childish face.
Her uncle-like sitting posture looks very imposing, and her expressionless face almost says "Keep strangers out".
The sophistication of the bed and quilt completely did not match the layout of the entire house.
Fuchen stopped. He was about to throw away the apple in his hand. He looked around and couldn't find the trash can.
He put the beer on the table with three monitors. Then he walked around Fuchen and went to the back bedroom to take out an air-conditioned quilt and pillow. He threw them to Fuchen and said, "Sleep by yourself tonight. I have to work, don't disturb me." Then he closed the door.
door.
Fuchen stared at Lu Youming, put down his hand, walked to the sofa and leaned over to look at his phone. Lu Youming deliberately threw the phone in front of his chest to prevent her from looking at it.
Lu Youming stared at the child, interestingly.
Lu Youming noticed the change in the person's eyes and asked again, "I'll take you home."
Lu Youming took a bottle of cold beer and took a sip. He walked around Fuchen and opened the door. Inside was a small office.
"Isn't your family in a hurry?" Lu Youming wondered. Are today's parents so irresponsible?
Fuchen sat on the bench from nightfall to midnight, and late at night came. She looked up at the sky, wondering what she was thinking.
Just about to walk over.
"Don't be wary of me. I'm here to help you." Lu Youming put the fried eggs in front of Fuchen, "I can help you get living expenses."
"Don't enter my studio. You can go back in two days." Lu Youming didn't look at anyone, just clicked on his phone.
Lu Youming can already think of tomorrow's news: a new popular male star abandons his illegitimate daughter, and his four-year-old daughter lives on a park bench! This headline alone can set off the Internet.
Lu Youming asked casually, "How do you and your dad get along on a daily basis?"
"What?" Lu Youming was surprised.
No wonder it's so hot.
Smoothly put the soy milk into your mouth.
Children have personality, and articles are more explosive.
The man took out his ID card from his wallet and chuckled, "Do you know how to read it? Lu Youming. This is my name."
"casual."
In the gap between the corridors, a camera in the car focused on this place, and kept pressing the button to take pictures.
Under the tree, in the backlight, two meters away.
There is another room to the right of the living room.
"Jiang Fuchen."
"Serious?" Fuchen continued to ask.
It's a pity that my eyes are dull.
Lu Youming lit a cigarette and educated Fuchen, "Read more books and grow your brain. Learn to use your wisdom to seize human nature and make money."
After getting the money, Fuchen sat on the wooden chair again and had no intention of leaving.
"Okay." Lu Youming raised his head and led the people out, "Don't tell me later that you need to pee, play, or sleep. Don't make any demands on me, okay?"
It seems to be dominated by her rather than chosen by him.
The trees are too close together.
"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not." Lu Youming sat back on his chair, calm and calm, "Does the Internet celebrity know?"
"Then everyone started vying to become an Internet celebrity or star."
"Each person will be rewarded 30,000 yuan. The more the merrier, there is no upper limit."
There was a small sound of keyboard tapping coming from inside the house.
The man brought out the takeout and said, "Eat."
Lu Youming smiled, took a sip of soy milk, squatted in front of the sofa and told him, "Don't go out these two days. Just play on your phone if you have nothing to do." Pointing to the TV, "You can connect a game console here. You can play games."
Lu Youming looked at Fuchen, and the child understood quite a lot.
The reason why routines are routines and can become popular is because they capture people's hearts.
Turn your head, there is a room on the left, open the door, turn on the lights, and there are three monitors on the table.
The two had takeout and bought some daily necessities and clothing online.
The sofa is between the studio and bedroom door.
Fuchen's eyes were dazzled by the sunlight outside, and he stretched in a daze. His hand that stretched out the quilt suddenly hit a heavy object. He pushed the quilt away, saw a face, and fell back on the sofa.
Fuchen rolled his eyes from bottom to top, disgusted with Lu Youming's preaching.
"You went to him today to ask for money. Don't you usually give you living expenses?"
"Tsk, tsk." Lu Youming said, "Don't even talk about your teeth. Didn't anyone at home teach you to brush your teeth and wash your face?"
Soon there was the sound of a phone in the room.
"Everyone do it!"
Fuchen lay beside the door and looked carefully.
"Hey!" Lu Youming stared at the little girl on the sofa. The beer bottle was bigger than the girl's head, and she was holding it as a drink.
Lu Youming asked, "What to eat?"
Seeing this, Lu Youming turned off the recorder and lowered his head to eat.
The man lit a cigarette. A little orange firework. He finished the cigarette quietly and threw it on the ground. He twisted his shoes hard and extinguished the fire. He walked to Fuchen and said, "Come with me."
Fuchen shook his head and looked at him blankly, "I don't have a father." He seemed to realize something was wrong.
From beginning to end, she was very cold.
Fuchen's eyes were unconsciously on the recording pen, and he was puzzled.
Fuchen glanced at the time, two o'clock in the afternoon.
The girl didn't listen at all and looked around for the remote control to watch TV. The big screen monitor looked very pleasant.
When Lu Xiaoming went out to get a drink, he had to pass by the sofa.
Recruiting people to become Internet celebrities is easy to talk about but not nice to hear.
"..."
Generally, the roads in this type of community are complicated and have potholes.
Until he reached the door of the building, Fuchen stopped and looked up at the building.
Also listen carefully.
"Haven't we met before?"
Lu Youming reminded, "Don't wet the bed when you are drunk. Otherwise, I will beat you."
"Perfect!"
Fuchen was playing a game, "Are you from a pyramid scheme?"
The dark and long corridor, the strange man, walked step by step in the dust. There was nothing strange about it.
Fuchen stared straight at Lu Youming without saying a word. He was very cautious.
Lu Youming asked, "What's your name?" He pressed the recorder casually.
Fuchen took the disposable chopsticks and sat down to eat.
The road here is very dark and there are no street lights.
At two o'clock in the morning, a sports car drove into the driveway.
"I have no social experience and am eager to make money. I just follow the scammers."
The man took the apple core and threw it out the window.
At about 9:20, the sound of the video sounded.
Lu Youming turned around and looked at the child. The child showed a clever spirit and was not too annoying.
"I won't cause trouble." Fuchen took out his cell phone and clicked on the recording, which contained the voice of Lu Youming making a phone call.
Fuchen paused, lifted the quilt, sat up, and realized what he was holding was soy milk.
Lu Youming: "What's your mother's last name?"
Fuchen looked at the person carefully and stood up with his small schoolbag on his back, "Let's go."
Fuchen's eyes were entirely on his mobile phone, fiddling with it and not wanting to move at all.
The latest news was sent out just in time for everyone to gossip on their phones at noon. The child was coded, and photos of her and Qi Rong having sex in front of their home have been circulated on major platforms.
Fuchen stared at him, opened the short video software on his mobile phone, and showed it to Lu Youming.
"If you have nothing to do, you can call your mother. You can go back if you want." Lu Youming stared at the phone and casually warned.
Lu Youming pointed to the bathroom, prompting her to wash up.
Lu Youming turned on the light and turned directly to the kitchen.
Lu Youming nodded, "Celebrity, Internet celebrity, traffic, this is what I do."
"Hmm..." Fuchen murmured, not definitely "Hmm."
"Humph." Xiao Ming chuckled, put the "shroud" back on, entered the house, and closed the door.
"do not know."
Eat and then sleep.
Lu Youming already knew that this guy was a brat, so he sneered, "Why are you selling me? Human trafficking is illegal. I just want an information fee." He pushed Fuchen's head with his index finger, "I'm not willing to pay you."
Fuchen blinked and said nothing.
In the dilapidated parking lot of the community, Lu Youming drove Fuchen to squat outside a high-end Western restaurant. The two of them wore masks the whole time and stared inside.
The subject of this report is a first-line female star. According to insider information, the female star showed up with her young boyfriend.
Female celebrities have a strong sense of precaution. They wear hats, masks, and glasses to protect their entire bodies, so they can't show their faces to the camera.
