"Mom, who do you think is more powerful, me or dad?"
Cao Fujun's twelve-year-old son asked Xing Yufei with a smile. When he asked, the boy was holding a freshly folded rose in his hand.
Folded with red paper, at first glance, they look just like real flowers.
Xing Yufei, who was sitting on the sofa and watching TV with concentration, was slightly startled when she heard this. She came back to her senses and looked at the red rose in her son's hand. She forced a smile and nodded slightly, "You are better! Of course it is you.
Even more powerful!"
The twelve-year-old son smiled and was very happy.
Then he raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch, frowning, "Mom, it's almost ten o'clock, why isn't dad back yet? He won't come back tonight, right?"
Xing Yufei: "..."
She was a little speechless for a moment, so she was silent, and then said: "Your dad is busy with business, so don't worry about it so much. If you are sleepy, just wash up and go to bed early! Mom will watch TV for a while."
"Oh, okay! Then give this flower to mom!"
The son smiled and handed the rose in her hand, and then went to wash up while humming a tune.
Xing Yufei stared blankly at the red rose in her hand with complicated eyes.
Origami is a side skill that Cao Fujun learned from nowhere when he was young. He can not only fold roses, but also fold grasshoppers, dragons, etc.
She remembered that when he was chasing her, he would fold her a novelty item every now and then.
It really brought her a lot of surprises.
Because among the people she knew, Cao Fujun was the only one who knew this skill. He could always play with an ordinary piece of paper and make it look like flowers. Well, sometimes he would also play with various small animals.
Very magical.
She still remembered that one time he told her that he had more beautiful people at home, and he enthusiastically invited her to play at his house. It was quite late that night, and she couldn't bear his enthusiasm and invited her because she was really very beautiful.
Out of curiosity, I followed him to his house.
result……
That night, she didn't see many novel things, but she let him see and eat them all.
That's when she and he really came together.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.
Now that her son is so old, she finds that her original feelings seem to have disappeared.
Now, only her son would fold red roses with paper for her. Cao Fujun...that bastard hasn't come back to sleep for several nights.
Where is Cao Fujun at this time?
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In the north of the city, on Duchun Road, there is a Huoyanshan hotpot restaurant.
It is the head office of Huoyanshan Hot Pot Restaurant.
The bosses Xie Lieyan and Cao Fujun have been friends for many years. They were once classmates and later became good friends who hung out together. At this moment, they were in a private room on the second floor of the main store of Huoyanshan Hot Pot Restaurant.
Cao Fujun and Xie Lieyan were drinking together.
There were several people together, both men and women.
One of them, a big bear woman with powdered face, oval face and peach blossom eyes, was sitting next to Cao Fujun, with a smile on her face, and she took the initiative to pour wine and vegetables for Cao Fujun from time to time.
This woman is dressed very fashionably, wearing a short denim skirt and a pink T-shirt with a lot of sequins on her chest. She has big waves, and her makeup is not too thick. She looks very charming.
At this time, several men with red faces after drinking were teasing Cao Fujun.
"Fu Jun, I heard that your brother was sent to eat in the public family? I said, how did you get away with it? You can't even protect your biological brother? The more you get along, the more you go back!"
Another person echoed: "That's right! Fu Jun, it stands to reason that you are doing much better now than before. You need money and people, so why is Fu Jun still serving the iron rice bowl?"
Another person laughed and booed: "I heard that Fu Bing found a beautiful woman some time ago. Fu Jun, you fell in love with that woman, so you deliberately watched your brother go to jail, right? Haha..."
Xie Lieyan smiled all over his face when he heard this, and watched Cao Fujun's expression with amused eyes.
By the way, a few years ago, he and Cao Fujun opened a hotpot restaurant in partnership.
It’s the hotpot hotpot city in Datong Food Street.
At the beginning, he and Cao Fujun were both bosses.
One person owns half of the shares.
Later, when he saw so many people from Cao Fujun's family going there every now and then to eat and drink for free, and their behavior went too far, his heart couldn't bear it, so he took the initiative to withdraw his shares and transfer all his shares to Cao Fujun.
Xie Lieyan took the money after withdrawing his shares and started a new business, building a Huoyanshan hotpot restaurant.
Now, several years have passed.
Cao Fujun still only has that hotpot restaurant under his name.
Xie Lieyan's Huoyanshan hot pot restaurant has opened several branches.
With his career success, when he looked at Cao Fujun again, his mentality had changed a lot.
Although the friendship from back then is still there.
However, psychologically, Xie Lieyan was able to look down on Cao Fujun from a high position.
Being teased by several old brothers one after another, Cao Fujun's expression was a bit depressed. He glanced at those people with unhappy eyes, rolled his eyes, put the wine glass in his hand on the table, and curled his lips: "You guys, please save some on your lips."
Is that virtuous? I've been in a bad mood recently, so I asked you to have a drink. It's okay if you don't comfort me, but you still hurt me like this? Are we still brothers? No, I'll leave!"
With that said, he pressed the armrest of the seat, got up and left.
He was held by two hands.
One hand belonged to the woman next to him.
One hand belonged to a big-headed man next to him.
Holding one of his hands with each hand, the woman smiled and persuaded: "Fujun, Fujun, it's not nothing! What's the big deal? We've been brothers for many years. If you don't like them, it's easy! Dude.
Pick up a glass of wine and drink all these bastards down, making them hungry!"
The big-headed man holding his hand laughed and agreed: "That's right! Xiao Lanzi can still talk, Fu Jun! We have been brothers for many years, and you usually don't hurt us, right brothers?
"
"right!"
"That's right!"
"Fu Jun, your stinky mouth is usually stinker than anyone else, right?"
"The one with the handle is right on the wine table, pouring us down, that's what we call brothers!"
…
Xie Lieyan watched with a smile. At this time, he picked up the wine glass and saluted Cao Fujun from a distance, "Fujun, come! Let's drink first! I respect you! Do you want to save face?"
Cao Fujun's gloomy eyes swept over the smiling faces of these people, and he was pulled back to sit down by two people on the left and right. He sighed and reached out to pick up the wine glass.
"Okay! Drinking, right? I'll stay with you tonight! I'll definitely fight it out with you!"
"good!"
"This is what we call brothers!"
"Afraid of you? Come on! Come on!"
"Hey, Fu Jun, you're wrong. No matter how much you drink with us, we are still male. Unless you compete with Xiaolanzi for wine, then you can really fight it out!"
…
Xiaolanzi glanced at the man and scolded him with a smile: "What's wrong with me? If you're not convinced, let's drink! Let's fight it out!"
During the next wine fight, Xiao Lanzi picked up the wine glass from time to time and frequently helped Cao Fujun to hold back the wine.