After hearing Shen Luo's words, the car suddenly became quiet, and time seemed to have stopped.
The man in the suit and Da Yu looked at Shen Luo, both trying to make sure they heard correctly.
"Seven... wives?" The man in the suit confirmed again.
"Yes." Shen Luo nodded with certainty: "He is a very good person and handsome. I guess his charm value is quite high, which is why he is loved by so many girls."
"There are various ways to play in "Perfect Life", and their existence is reasonable. No wonder he is not anxious at all." Da Yu started the van and looked at himself in the rearview mirror: "If I had seven wives, I won’t be in a hurry to leave the hidden map.”
"No matter how high his initial charm is, he can't have seven wives. Maybe he has rare items hidden in his body that can increase his charm attributes, or maybe his profession is quite special." The man in a suit sat next to Shen Luo with a sour tone.
"Actually, I don't know Han Fei very well. I was wanted by the residents here, and he saved me." Shen Luo felt that the strength of the medicine in his body was about to wear off: "Brother, what should I call you?"
"Everyone calls me boss. I am one of the shareholders of the Inevitable Truth website. I play this game mainly to lead my brothers to make big money." The man in the suit took out his mobile phone and dialed Qiangwei's number: "We have already been in contact with each other. Han Fei, his ability is quite special, we will discuss it in detail when we meet."
After the van disappeared on the road, Han Fei looked away and entered the company.
"Players have no way to fight against ghosts, but after all, they are flexible in thinking and should be able to become useful cannon fodder." Han Fei is not worried about Shen Luo telling others his secrets. He knows that in Shen Luo's eyes, he should be a freeloader. , he also hopes that those players can misunderstand him in this way.
"They all think I'm just a softie. When I find my great evil, they will know how powerful I am."
If you die in the shrine memory world, you will not really die, but you will lose most of your memories, so Han Fei didn't care about those players.
Back in the office, Han Fei wanted to continue working, but unexpectedly received a call from the police.
Teacher Liu did not lie to the police and confessed that Han Fei helped him, so the police wanted to ask Han Fei something and hoped that he would rush to school as soon as possible.
Originally, Han Fei wanted to refuse, but considering that he had the title of "brave for justice" and that he could gain experience rewards for doing good deeds, he chose to cooperate with the police.
Scenes that have happened countless times in reality reappear in the world of memory. Sure enough, gold shines wherever it goes.
After calling Zhao Qian to ask for leave, Han Fei took a taxi and rushed to Fu Sheng's school.
As soon as he entered the school, he was stopped by the school security. Han Fei is now considered a famous figure in the school. The first time he was called to school by the teacher, he beat the principal directly. Who is not afraid of such a person?
"Father Fu Sheng, the principal has specifically told you that you will never be allowed in." Two security guards smiled bitterly and stopped in front of Han Fei.
"The old man has been arrested by the police, why do you still listen to him? Did you two help him when he buried the body?" Han Fei said one sentence that made the security guard turn pale: "Don't be nervous, this is The next time the police called me over."
Passing by the two security guards, Han Fei arrived at the office building. Just a few steps away, he heard Teacher Liu crying.
Knocking lightly on the door, Han Fei entered the office of the first grade group. Teacher Liu burst into tears. A female police officer and two female teachers were comforting her next to her.
Teacher Liu's father has always been slandered and slandered. She has been poked in the spine by neighbors since she was a child, and many children have accused her father of messing around in front of her.
The truth of all the injustices has not been revealed until today, but the price is also quite heavy. She once thought that her father could not bear the accusations from everyone and hid in other cities alone. She always believed that her father was still alive. She came back to class here just to use it.
I use my own strength to wash away the stain left by my father, dreaming of seeing my father again one day.
Unfortunately, all the illusions were shattered the moment the soil was dug up, and Teacher Liu met his father, the father who insisted on doing the right things throughout his life.
The police who stayed behind signaled Han Fei to enter the room next to him. They asked Han Fei many questions.
Responding to police interrogation was as easy as drinking water for Han Fei. He had already thought of the questions the police would ask on the way here, and he was as skilled as if he were one of the police himself.
There was no leakage, and when Han Fei came out of the hut, the two police officers who asked questions still felt like they still had something to say.
Looking at Teacher Liu who was still having trouble calming down, Han Fei did not approach him rashly. He recalled the chat history between Fu Yi and Teacher Liu and turned to leave.
After more than ten minutes, he bought Teacher Liu's favorite food from the supermarket, placed it gently on the corner of the table, and then left silently.
"Every one of these women is so outstanding, Fu Yi, you really deserve to die."
Han Fei was walking alone in the corridor of the school. Fu Sheng's hatred for him had diminished a little. If possible, he hoped that Fu Sheng could return to school.
The principal was arrested and the parent who bullied him became a wanted fugitive. Now no one in the school should continue to target Fu Sheng.
"If he can go back to school, he should be able to see these good changes."
In order to prevent Fu Sheng from being bullied again, Han Fei came to Fu Sheng's former class again.
On the podium, a male teacher wearing glasses was giving a math class. He spoke in a pretentious manner and seemed to only like the good students sitting in the first two rows and ignored the students in the back row.
Han Fei politely waited until the teacher finished class before entering the classroom.
"Hello teacher, I want to ask something."
"Who are you?"
"I am Fu Sheng's father."
Before Han Fei finished speaking, the math teacher's expression changed and he looked impatient: "I still have to prepare lessons. I don't have time. You can ask someone else."
"Five minutes, I just want to know who in this class has bullied Fu Sheng, and have a good chat with them. If Fu Sheng can come back to class, I hope they can get along well." Han Fei spoke very softly.
"Come back? I think it's better if he doesn't come back. With a personality like his, self-study will probably be more efficient."
"People can't be separated from the group. I hope he can have the same learning and memory as other children." Han Fei gave people the impression that he had a good temper.
"He was not bullied by anyone in the class. He was unique. Let me tell you clearly. Even if he came back to class, he would still sit alone in the corner, making him and everyone else uncomfortable." Dai.
The teacher with glasses packed his things and stood up to leave, but Han Fei stood in front of him.
"The students are uncomfortable. Shouldn't the teacher try to guide them? How can they just give up?" Han Fei still said kind words.
"Guide?" The teacher smiled disdainfully: "Some students can be guided, but some are hopeless."
"People can change, and I believe Fu Sheng will also become cheerful." Han Fei said very sincerely.
"What's the point of those superficial changes?" The male teacher seemed to hate Mr. Fu: "This trash can is covered with a new garbage bag I bought, but no student in the class thinks the trash can is clean, and no one wants to sit in the garbage.
Next to the barrel."
"Everyone buys trash cans in supermarkets, but only trash cans in garbage dumps are disliked by others." Han Fei was already a little angry: "Sometimes it's not the trash cans that are dirty, but the surrounding environment."
"What do you mean?" The math teacher smashed the book on the podium and raised his voice so much that he felt that Han Fei had also scolded him.
"Let me talk to you carefully, you are so weird." Han Fei's eyes were cold, and his gaze was like a sharp knife, staring at the male teacher's neck: "I beat your principal yesterday, but I didn't do anything after that.
, but your principal was arrested by the police."
Only now did the male teacher realize the seriousness of the problem. He unconsciously took two steps back, his body almost touching the blackboard: "This is a school, a place for teaching and educating people. Do you think I will be afraid of you?"
"
"I don't need you to be afraid of me. I just need you to treat everyone equally and teach all students including Fu Sheng well." Han Fei glanced at the male teacher's legs and ignored him. He walked towards the podium and stopped at a picture.
In front of the desk.
The fat man who had taken the lead in bullying Fu Sheng was sitting there. He no longer had the same air as before, his body was trembling, and he seemed to have not gotten used to the change in his identity.
Yesterday he was a second-generation rich man with a powerful family. Today he has become the son of a wanted criminal. His friends who usually play better avoid him.
"You used to isolate Fu Sheng and bully him constantly, but now you also feel the feeling of being bullied and cold-violated, right?" Han Fei sat in front of the fat man, but his eyes were scanning the other people in the class.
His memory is very good, and he has not forgotten everyone who bullied Fu Sheng in the video.
"You are still children, and you won't understand anything I tell you about my feelings. But remember, one day, you may also be the one who is isolated and bullied. I hope someone can speak for you then."
Han Fei originally wanted to teach those students a lesson and pave the way for Fu Sheng to return to school, but now he found that it was no longer necessary.
After getting up and leaving the classroom, Han Fei had just walked out of the teaching building when he suddenly heard a system prompt.
"Attention, player number 0000! Liu Lina's hatred for you will be reduced by one point, and the total will be reduced by six points."
Feeling something in his heart, Han Fei looked back.
Teacher Liu was standing behind a certain window. She was alone, holding the things Han Fei sent over in her hands.
"Sorry." Han Fei's eyes were full of apology. He didn't stop and turned around to leave.
Taking a taxi home, when Han Fei was almost at the door of his house, he saw his wife negotiating with a street vendor.
He got off the car early and walked over quietly.
“Would you like to make Coke wings today?”
Han Fei's voice suddenly came out, startling his wife who was choosing chicken wings. When she turned around and saw Han Fei, her eyes were full of surprise: "Usually you come home late, why are you coming back earlier every day?
?It’s not even half past five yet.”
"I want to spend more time with you and the children." Han Fei naturally took the bag full of vegetables from his wife's hands, with a happy smile on his face.
"Then you can't leave early." The wife looked at Han Fei and suddenly stretched out her hand to help Han Fei tidy up his dusty collar: "Did you encounter any problems at work? Don't force yourself. If you are too tired, just leave.
have a good rest."
"I'm not tired." Han Fei suddenly remembered that when he was filming in the morning, he seemed to have taken off his clothes, and the dust on his collar was at that time: "Let's go home, I will make you some Coke chicken wings today."
, and make fried chicken wings, which will definitely make Fu Tian cry."
"You'd better have a good rest, I'll do it." The expression on the wife's face was very soft, and the hatred in her eyes was slowly replaced by confusion.
"That's not possible. I want to show off my cooking skills." Han Fei plans to cook by himself for some time in the future. He doesn't have much time. He wants to stay for this family in the limited days.
More memories.
The two went home together. After Han Fei changed his clothes, he entered the kitchen with his wife.
After adjusting the ingredients, washing the chicken wings and side dishes, Han Fei was busy when his cell phone in the living room suddenly rang.
Compared to Han Fei, his wife's reaction was greater. Her hands trembled slightly. She seemed to have experienced similar situations many times.
Sometimes even if Fu Yi goes home to eat, he will rush back to the company to "work overtime" just because of a phone call.
"Phone, phone." Fu Tian was a very cute child. He took Han Fei's cell phone and ran into the kitchen.
Seeing Fu Tian come in, the expression on his wife's face changed a little. In the past, Fu Sheng hated people touching his mobile phone. He would yell at his wife every time because of this.
"I'm washing the meat, please pick it up for me." Han Fei didn't even raise his head, his tone was very casual.
The wife wiped her hands with some uncertainty and then answered the phone: "Hello."
"We are reporters from Laojie News. We would like to interview Mr. Fu Yi and report on his heroic deeds in assisting the police in solving the case."
Hearing the voice coming from the phone, my wife's heart dropped to her stomach and she breathed a sigh of relief.
Han Fei, who was washing chicken wings, stopped touching the master acting switch and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead as if nothing had happened, but his heart was still beating fast.
"Who's calling?"
"It's a news reporter." There was a brief pause in the call. His wife took the mobile phone and put it to Han Fei's ear.
"Hello, Mr. Fu Yi, we would like to interview you."
"It's too late today. I have to spend time with my family. Let's go to the company for interviews tomorrow." After Han Fei finished speaking, he asked his wife to hang up the phone: "Hey, it's really troublesome to be on TV again."
"Is Dad going to be on TV again?!" Fu Tian was more excited than anyone else. Perhaps in his eyes at a young age, his father was the most amazing person.
"Don't make noises everywhere, keep a low profile." Han Fei was cooking his specialty dishes proudly, and Fu Tian was running excitedly in the kitchen. His wife looked at this scene, and her eyes gradually became gentle. She didn't want much, just a little bit.
Happiness is enough.
Half an hour later, the aroma began to spread in the room, and Han Fei put the food on the table.
Fu Tian couldn't wait any longer, so he sat on the chair obediently, and his wife also started to serve rice.
After all three people took their seats, Han Fei turned to look at the second floor.
He took a deep breath, took the dinner plate from his wife, put the delicious food he made by himself into the bowl, and then walked towards the second floor with the dinner plate.
After knocking on the door, Han Fei placed the dinner plate at the door of Fu Sheng's room as usual. But just as he was about to leave, the door lock of Fu Sheng's room suddenly turned.