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Chapter 210 An unexpected surprise

 Fu Yanlin looked at Wen Sheng carefully and did not see the slightest bit of disappointment on her face.

"Want to hear the details."

Wen Sheng took Fu Yanlin's hand and came to the waiting area of ​​the bus station on the side of the road, and found an empty seat to sit down.

"Director Zhao just signed a big project before I arrived at Yueji, and this year's investment target has been exceeded." Wen Sheng leaned on Fu Yanlin's arm, and the two of them were like the most ordinary young lovers, "I thought that anyway

Since everyone is here, it’s better to make the trip in vain, so I chatted with Mrs. Zhao Dong about the Vixinuo case for a while. She also agreed with Vixinuo’s product quality and brand concept, and said she would talk to her when we parted.

Although there is no final decision regarding Director Zhao's bid for additional investment, there is still some hope. If there is hope, we will have a chance to do something."

Fu Yanlin also had a certain understanding of who Zhao Xinghai was. At the cocktail party that day, he deliberately introduced Wen Sheng to Zhao Xinghai in the hope that she could connect with him. For his sake, he could provide some convenience.
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Obviously, Wen Sheng did not do this.

She is independent and intelligent, but has her own temper. In any case, Fu Yanlin chooses to respect her. He also believes that it is not difficult to negotiate cooperation with Wen Sheng's ability.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Zhao will successfully persuade Zhao Xinghai to invest more." Fu Yanlin was confident.

Wen Sheng was puzzled, "Do you have so much confidence in me?"

Fu Yanlin pulled up a strand of hair that was scattered around Wen Sheng's ear, his eyes full of tenderness, "As the saying goes, heroes have always been saddened by beauty. If you want to blow your pillow, I can risk my life. How big is a mere few hundred million?



Lianchuang, a dignified unicorn company, can pick up greasy love words easily.

Wen Sheng suppressed a smile and said seriously, "Fu Yanlin, I don't want your life. As long as you are safe and well, you can always do what you like."

If you rely on Fu Yanlin's network to get in touch with Director Zhao, you may get twice the result with half the effort in attracting investment.

But what Director Zhao gave was the face of the youngest member of the Fu family. If Wen Sheng did this, he would have an inexplicable relationship with the Fu family.

The relationship between the Fu family is complicated, and the relationship between Fu Yanlin and Fu Yuhe is even more dire.

Wen Sheng didn't want him to be in a dilemma.

So when we were talking about things, we didn’t mention anything about our relationship with Fu Yanlin. This was not only respect for Fu Yanlin, but also respect for myself.

"A Sheng——" Fu Yanlin didn't expect Wen Sheng to say that, and his eyes tightened.

No woman, including his biological mother, would ever say such a thing.

What Fu Yanlin heard most from Jiang Lingyi was: Ah Yan, he is your biological father after all, so you have to be more tolerant in everything; Ah Yan, mother has no choice but to believe that mother is for your own good; Ah Yan, don’t mess with him

Angry at your father, he loves you; Ayan, whatever you want, you will do.

In Wen Sheng, Fu Yanlin can feel the importance and care. He is just Fu Yanlin, her man, not the youngest of the Fu family, Linyun's Lianchuang, and Jiangzhou City's technological upstart.

"Thank you, Ah Sheng." Fu Yanlin's eyes heated up, and he quickly hugged Wen Sheng into his arms.

For a moment, he was glad that he had laid a dragnet and bravely took the girl he had been secretly in love with for ten years into his arms.

His Asheng is the best girl in the world.

"Classmate Fu, how about we take the bus back to grandma's house?" Wen Sheng suggested.

She hasn't been back to Jiazhou for a long time and wants to slow down and take a look at this city full of memories of her girlhood.

Fu Yanlin responded to every request, "Okay, let's take bus No. 72."

"When I was in high school, I often took bus No. 72. I don't know if the route has changed now." Wen Sheng took Fu Yanlin to look at the bus route map.

Bus No. 72 is the longest bus line in Jiazhou, detouring through most of Jiazhou City and ending at Jiazhou No. 1 Middle School.

After getting on the bus, Fu Yanlin deliberately chose a seat in the last row and sat next to Wen Sheng.

"Classmate Fu, look, that's the uniform of Jiazhou No. 1 Middle School." Wen Sheng said excitedly, pointing to the female student standing next to the single seat.

Memories instantly came to Fu Yanlin's mind.

At that time, Wen Sheng also wore a high ponytail, wore loose school uniforms, squeezed into a crowded bus, and put on headphones to listen to English.

"When you were in high school, you carried a schoolbag like her, and started listening to headphones when you got in the car." Fu Yanlin pulled away from the memories and said calmly.

"How did you know?" Wen Sheng was slightly stunned.

Fu Yanlin rubbed Wen Sheng's head and said in a slightly dissatisfied tone, "When school is over, I will also take this bus back to my grandma's house, and I will meet you every day. At that time, you were just listening to English, such an eye-catcher.

The handsome guy got in the car and didn’t even look at him. I was quite hurt.”

"I didn't have the heart to look at handsome guys at the time." Wen Sheng was a little embarrassed. As a girl, Wen Sheng never had the so-called heart-pounding moments. Her life was only about study and competition.

Occasionally for entertainment, I just go to the Internet cafe with Zhu Qingjia to play games - or I reluctantly agreed under Zhu Qingjia's persuasion. Wen Sheng himself is not interested in games.

Fu Yanlin pursed his lips and did not continue.

After going to Rocket Class, Wen Sheng would study in the evening every day. Fu Yanlin was worried that it would be dangerous for her to go home alone, so he stayed at school until the evening study before leaving.

He would follow Wen Sheng on the No. 72 bus every day, sitting in the back row and watching her from a distance.

Even though he knew that Wen Sheng would not look up at him, Fu Yanlin persisted for a long time regardless of rain or shine.

On the way, he would follow Wen Sheng out of the car and escort her home through the dark alley.

It wasn't until the lights in Wen Sheng's bedroom turned on that Fu Yanlin felt relieved to leave.

What happened later was enough to change Fu Yanlin's life.

At the age of eighteen, he held the bloody knife with trembling hands and warned the man not to follow Wen Sheng again.

Because of this incident, Fu Yanlin was sent to a juvenile detention center. After he came out, he was wrongfully accused of raping an underage girl. The situation was so serious that his grandmother had no choice but to ask her mother to come from Jiangzhou.

During the days when he first went abroad to study, Fu Yanlin lived a life of intoxication and dreaming every day. Occasionally, he would wake up late at night and ask himself, if he had not returned to the Fu family, would he have been able to stay by Wen Sheng's side?
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There is no regret medicine in life, and he does not regret having done something to that person in order to protect Wen Sheng.

"Fu Yanlin, what are you thinking about?" Wen Sheng's gentle voice sounded in his ears.

Fu Yanlin came to his senses and suggested, "A Sheng, let's go back to Jiazhou No. 1 Middle School and have a look."

"Okay." Wen Sheng readily agreed, "But tomorrow, when I went out in the morning, I promised grandma that I would go back early."

Fu Yanlin said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

No matter how far the journey is, we finally reach the station.

Jiazhou is quite lively during the day. On the way back to my grandma’s house, there are many vendors setting up street stalls on both sides of the river.

Wen Sheng found it amusing, so she took Fu Yanlin for a walk, and finally bought some fresh fruits and local snacks, and also had lunch.

"I wonder if grandma is back from playing mahjong?" Wen Sheng walked lightly in front.

Fu Yanlin responded, "The mahjong game usually ends before lunch. Grandma is old and has to take a nap at noon."

"Be careful when we walk, don't wake up grandma." After Wen Sheng finished speaking, he reached out to pull the iron gate of the yard.

Unexpectedly, the iron door was suddenly pushed open, and a blue figure came out from inside, startling Wen Sheng.

A cheerful female voice immediately sounded, "Surprise?"


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