Chapter 23: Emerging from the mud and remaining unsullied
After hanging up Jiang Yukuo's phone, Wen Sheng quickly went to work and carefully checked the financial data of Qingzhou Restaurant in the past five years. He didn't have any free time until lunch.
Wen Sheng had no appetite, so she went to the tea room to make herself a cup of coffee, then sat on a chair at the bar and clicked on WeChat.
In the chat box, I found the friend with a dark avatar and a nickname of three English letters: leo.
She opened the chat box with her green-white finger and saw two chat records between the two of them after becoming friends.
"A date or not?"
"1208."
What remains is the transfer record of 500 yuan last night.
Wen Sheng felt that things were a bit messed up. She never expected that the other party turned out to be Lianchuang of Linyun Technology. If Linyun and Changjing wanted to cooperate in the future, the relationship between Wen Sheng and him would be really embarrassing.
After experiencing Jiang Yukuo's incident again, Wen Sheng felt that she should not associate with Fu Yanlin anymore, both emotionally and rationally. In the investment banking circle, it is very taboo for investors and clients to engage in adultery. Even if Fu Yanlin is not considered a serious person,
A regular customer. But it is always right to avoid suspicion.
Last night...she couldn't control herself last night, which was a huge mistake.
Wen Sheng thought for a while, her green fingers flew on the keyboard, and sent him a WeChat message.
On the high-speed train back to Qingzhou, Wen Sheng wanted to delete him, but by some strange coincidence, he only closed the circle of friends.
Wen Sheng clicked on the three dots in the upper right corner, clicked on them step by step, and finally chose to delete the friend.
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After leaving the hospital, Fu Yanlin drove to the Landai Club.
Langtai is the property of the Song family. In order to facilitate the play of the brothers, Song Yuen reserved a long private room just for their entertainment
The Song family is not short of money. In the early years, the Song family made a fortune in hotels, and later in the real estate industry, with assets worth tens of billions. However, Song Yuen's father felt that his son was not capable enough to be a leader and needed to be trained, so he asked
He did a good job in the business of Qingzhou Restaurant, but he did not provide financial support and asked him to find a way on his own. Song Yuen had no choice but to find Chang Jing for financing.
Fu Yanlin was sitting on the sofa with a tired look on his face.
It was already four o'clock when he finished last night. He didn't sleep much at all. He had exhausted too much energy and was now as sleepy as a dog.
Song Yuen ordered him a glass of iced Americano, "Did you steal someone last night? You looked like a sleepy bird."
"What the hell are you doing?" Fu Yanlin groaned, "If you can figure it out, why don't you set up a stall on Nanjing Road?"
"Didn't you avoid going back to Jiangzhou to hide from your old man? When I woke up, you were gone. I thought you had gone out to have fun."
"You think I am you, and I am happy all day long."
"..."
Personal attack, right? Come on.
Song Yuen snorted, "In terms of romance and happiness, I don't dare to compete with you, the most handsome young man in Jiangzhou."
"Having self-awareness is your greatest advantage."
"I am born out of mud but not stained."
Fu Yanlin opened his eyes, "Bai Lian Diao?"
Song Yuen kicked him on the chair, "Invite Xu Gou out to play tonight? You pay the bill."
"I'm your father? Why should I spend money on an unfilial son like you?"
Song Yuen was anxious, "You have been living and eating in Qingzhou for so long, what did I say? I've never seen you so stingy before I asked you to treat me."
"Today is different from the past."
"Explain in detail."
"You have to support your family."
Song Yuen rolled his eyes, "You still have to support your family. There are rumors that you change women every three days, you are a romantic, and you are a frequent visitor to the men's hospital's special illness program. Haha, for a guy like you, where can you find a woman who will give you a chance to support your family? Where?
I am so blind that I dare to marry my daughter to you?"
Fu Yanlin originally didn't want to have sex with Song Yuen, but it was related to his dignity as a man, so he responded arrogantly, "I have someone."
Song Yuen was drinking iced coffee. When he heard Fu Yanlin say this, he squirted out a lot of it on his trousers. He put down the cup and squinted at Fu Yanlin, "Have you been fucked?"
Fu Yanlin frowned.
"No, who dares to do anything to you, a stubborn person like you? Who is so blind?"
"Your father didn't give you a mouth to make you fart." Fu Yanlin scolded him.
Song Yuen slapped the table and stood up, "Call the people out and tell them that Xiao Song wants to meet his future sister-in-law!"
He was too curious and wanted to know who took in Fu Yanlin, a thousand-year-old goblin?
When Fu Yanlin was in the United States, he was chased to the point of vomiting blood. He was a well-known handsome guy in the circle of Chinese students studying abroad. He sent love letters, gifts, and even himself to girls who came to his door and tried to have a physical fight with him. They did not distinguish between Chinese and Western girls. He was rowed from New York.
When I arrived in Seattle, I was tired of seeing Song Yuen.
At that time, he and Fu Yanlin lived together, and they were particularly envious of his sisters who came to him in an endless stream. Song Yuen wanted to go to his bedroom with a knife in the middle of the night several times and cut his handsome face to pieces. Without this face, what would you look like?
He was so handsome that he lost all of his aura, and Song Yuen felt miserable in his heart. After all, he was also the school idol of Qingzhou No. 1 Middle School in high school, and he had thousands of girls who admired him.
Why did the market for dog coins disappear as soon as I met Fu Yanlin?
So irritating.
But Song Yuen was quite relieved later. After all, the girls were run away by him after only three or two days with him, so that he still doesn’t have a long-term and stable real girlfriend.
When it comes to Fu Yanlin, people usually have two reactions. One is that he is so handsome that he cannot close his legs; the other is that he is so scumbag that he is heartbroken and heartbroken.
Song Yuen was so curious. What kind of fairy managed to get Fu Yanlin? If she could win over the prodigal son, then she would be Song Yuen's idol in this life. She must meet and worship her.
Fu Yanlin pursed his lips and smiled, "It's not that time."
"Huh... don't tell me that you were fucked by someone, but you haven't caught him yet?" Song Yuen was surprised, "Is there anyone else you can't handle?"
Fu Yanlin stopped saying anything.
Song Yuen is not an idiot. If he keeps beeping, it will not be difficult for him to guess who the person is. Fu Yanlin just wants to play with him, so he won't say it yet. When he finds out, it will be a shock.
Song Yuen clapped his hands in praise and called him a good guy, "You, Fu Yanlin, are here too! God's eyes are open!"
Fu Yanlin was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he took out his mobile phone and sent Wen Sheng a WeChat message.
"What time will I get off work and pick you up?"
The moment the message was sent, Fu Yanlin's face immediately darkened.
"Wen Sheng-yvonne has turned on friend verification. You are not his (her) friend yet. Please send a friend verification request first. Only after the other party passes it can you chat."
Deleted?
Wen Sheng deleted him?!
Fu Yanlin felt a heat roaring in his body, and his blood veins were swelling and surging as if he had run eight thousand meters.
When I saw my friend verification on my phone, I felt like I was slapped in the face, and I was very angry.
He licked his back molars with the tip of his tongue and groaned.
Song Yuen finished sending the WeChat message and looked up at him, "Brother Yan, I informed Xu Gou to come out to play..."
Fu Yanlin kicked the coffee table and said, "Play with a hammer."
"How can I let you play with my hammer? You are so perverted."
Song Yuen thought he was joking and shouted back with a smile, but he picked up his coat and left with a dark face.