Golden wedding plan [the past wears the present]

Dog minion!

Qin Fushu, whose face was bloodless due to the pain, cursed in his heart, if he hadn't been here for the first time, he was very unfamiliar with people, things, and things, so he would have pulled out the dog slave who looked down on people in front of him and rode him to death .

He is not a person who cannot be discussed, but he didn't understand a word of what this person said for a long time. The more he listened, the more irritable he became. When facing the other party, the other party's mouth stopped in a timely manner.

Qin Fu glanced at the other party expressionlessly. If he was standing at the moment, he might be more imposing, but at this moment he was half lying on the bed made of strange materials, not the soft couch he was familiar with.

The other party found that Qin Fushu was just staring at him, and he didn't know if he had listened to what he just said, but he still dutifully repeated what his boss, who was also Qin Fushu's father, had confessed.

"There are few books, what Mr. Qin means is that your credit card is temporarily frozen, and it will be unfrozen according to the situation after your academic performance improves. The monthly pocket money will be transferred to this card. The monthly limit is [-], and the password It's six zeros, and from then on, the elder and younger will give you the monthly pocket money. In addition, Mr. Fu is usually busy with company affairs, and the elder and younger will supervise your study and friendship in the future."

At this time, the person who relayed Mr. Qin to Qin Fushu, that is, the meaning of Qin Fushu's father Qin Yingrong, was Zhou Chengjie, who was in his early forties. The Zhou family had worked for the Qin family all their lives, and it was not bad to be able to do this. Moreover, those who work for the Qin family have always been treated well.

Qin Fushu didn't understand what he said at all, nor did he listen to it.He will not speak rashly without clarifying where he is now and where he is.

After staying in this so-called villa for two days, it took him two days to realize that he had resurrected his soul from a dead body. In the past, he would never have believed what those swindlers said, but now the fact has happened to him, and it is impossible not to believe it.But even so, he didn't like Zhou Chengjie.

Although there were maids in the villa, it was no wonder that Qin Fushu had a good face when he couldn't see everything he was familiar with.As the daughter of the first-class Chengyang Bo Shizi, the quasi-affiliated horse had never seen any big scenes, even if he didn't have a good face, he didn't show it too obviously.

Zhou Chengjie, who had finished expressing Qin Yingrong's meaning, only thought that he had a bad face because his credit card was withdrawn due to injury, and left the savings card re-applied in his name, Zhou Chengjie bid farewell to Qin Fushu.

"There are few books. I have nothing else to do. I'll go first."

Zhou Chengjie's departure made Qin Fushu's liver ache with anger, this person was so rude to him, he came and left as soon as he said it, he really thought that this place was Gongfang, and he was nobody!

Three days later, Qin Fushu learned from a naughty maid that there was really no one around him.The maid serving him knew how to giggle with a box the size of a saponin every day, and she looked extremely stupid. If he didn't understand the situation, he would have dismissed this lazy and bad-mouthed maid a long time ago.

After observing for a few days, Qin Fushu found out that in the small courtyard where he lived, there was only one maid who cleaned, another was an old woman who cooked, and the other was an old driver with bald hair.In contrast, his father, Uncle Chengyang, lived in a courtyard with more people than here, and it was extremely shabby. This corpse, no, how poor his family was.

Nothing beats going from cloud to hell.

Qin Fushu hurt his head, but he didn't know how that idiot hurt his head, and even got stitches, then his head would definitely leave ugly scars in the future, although he didn't like this face too feminine, But now I can only borrow it, and naturally I don't want to leave ugly scars.

After analyzing the situation at home, Qin Fushu, who had no idea about money, felt a headache for a while. It would be better not to use the dead body to revive the soul, and now he is in such a miserable state.It is really aggrieved to mention the cause of his death.

When he was 15 years old and married Princess Nine, he obeyed his mother's arrangements in everything, and there was not even a room in the house, let alone a concubine.At most, he would go to brothels with his friends to sing poems with Hua Kui, couplets, drink wine, no beauties, so he had to put his preferences on beauties in other areas, not to say he was proficient in eating, drinking and having fun, but he knew a lot about it. Ninety percent.When the ninth princess is 15 years old, he can also marry him. He thought he could taste the joy of fish and water between men and women, but who would have thought that his fiancée would fall off the horse on the day of the wedding Death is more drama than drama.

Thinking of this, Qin Fushu felt a headache again, and raised his hand to lightly press his temple, it really hurt like hell.

Feng Xiaoqin, the maid whom he had dubbed the word broken mouth, was standing not far behind him cleaning. She was about to pick up the bucket and leave when she found her young master sitting on a bench in the courtyard and rubbing his forehead. How bleak.However, Feng Xiaoqin is not the kind of person who will soften her heart when she sees people showing pitiful expressions. The aunt who got her to work here has said that she will definitely meet the young and old when she has the chance. How often do you need to look at Qin Fushu's face.Now, bear with it for now.

Before he was injured, Qin Fushu was so beautiful. He drove a small star for a ride in a sports car every day. I don’t know how crazy and majestic. Now, after something happened, Mr. Qin confiscated his credit card, tsk tsk, he didn’t grow up Little brat, if you are cured of your secondary illness, your dad can help you with money for a while, but he can help you with it for the rest of your life, so you deserve to be taught a lesson.

Today's house architectural style, household furniture, and bold dressing style are completely different from what Qin Fushu knew in the past. He is recuperating at home, and he dare not ask other people casually.

As a man, face is so important.

How he was injured, I don't know if I don't ask.

In Qin Fushu's education, he didn't have the word "amnesia", and he didn't read the "amnesia" stalks that are ubiquitous in time-travel novels. He didn't know about it, so he couldn't use this stalk generously to inquire about the original body's life experience.

Apart from thinking in a daze in the courtyard, today's Qin Fushu is probably interested in the TV mounted on the wall in the room. At first he thought he had encountered a ghost, but he couldn't find anything else after touching it for a long time. There was also a switch. button.

He was very interested in the things released in that big black box, and he was able to extract the information he wanted to know from it.

It took seven days to find out that the present is not what it used to be, and that the future world that he borrowed from the corpse to return to the future thousands of years later, it is no wonder that everything is different, it turned out to be the case.

After knowing what era it is now, Qin Fushu remembered who the stranger who came over a while ago was. Did Mr. Qin refer to his father? He didn't listen to him very much that day, and now he can't recall anything.

He can only take one step at a time. Now that he has changed his identity, he has to change his state of mind and integrate into the modern environment. His previous living environment is really different from this one. It is the body of this era, but it still feels out of place.

Relying on his boldness and intelligence, Qin Fushu gradually began to distinguish current affairs news, TV dramas, advertisements, and entertainment programs from TV, and gradually understood some conditions of modern society through these contents.However, he is just ignorant, and he still hopes to have a comprehensive understanding of the country's history and development process, at least he needs to know whether his era existed.

Zhou Chengjie seemed to mention the so-called young master that day, so who is the young master?Is it his brother?

He has been ill for so long, and his biological father and mother have never been seen. It can be seen how bad his status in the Qin family is. His father is not loved by his mother, and he doesn't even know how many brothers and sisters he has. What will his future be like.

After he stopped being in a daze, Qin Fushu began to think about how he should survive in this era.

As an excellent dandy, all he knows is to eat, drink, and have fun. Without money, background, and pig friends, the path of dandy is unworkable.

Maybe he could try to get married?But he still needs a background, his family is so poor, how could there be any rich or noble children of high-ranking officials willing to marry him.However, when he was the eldest son, there was also a poor scholar in the capital who married the daughter of a high-ranking official. His official career went smoothly and his life was rich and prosperous. Maybe he could learn from it, but where should he go to meet the daughter of a high-ranking official and use his relationship with the Yue family to find a counselor? Dangdang.

Just now, I had an idea. Feng Xiaoqin, the broken-mouthed maid, happily brought a shrewd man who was more promising than Qin Fushu in appearance, height and body into the room. At this time, Qin Fushu was curled up on the sofa, holding the remote control He stared at the TV silently.

Finding someone intruding into his territory, he raised his eyebrows in displeasure, and looked at the man walking towards him.

Qin Fushu, who doesn't even have a half-knowledge about future clothing, can't tell whether his outfit is good or bad, but this person brings him an invisible sense of oppression.Standing in front of Qin Fushu's slender legs, there was no joy on the visitor's face, but a hint of impatience.

Both of them were unhappy, Qin Fushu didn't know who he was, so he wouldn't speak rashly.

The visitor sat down on the sofa beside Qin Fushu, and Feng Xiaoqin, the broken-mouthed maid, brought the visitor a cup of hot tea and said with a flattering smile, "Master, please drink tea."

Feng Xiaoqin's self-assertion and the flattery on her face made Qin Fushu angry. She really was a little lowly maid who followed the wind and did not protect her in front of outsiders.

Ever since she was injured, she had turned a blind eye to Feng Xiaoqin, who didn't respect the Lord. Seeing her standing in the hall and refusing to leave, Qin Fushu suddenly yelled at her: "Get down, you eyesore!"

Don't think he can't see what Feng Xiaoqin is up to.

Shocked by Qin Fushu's sudden anger, Feng Xiaoqin's flattering face froze, her mouth moved, and she turned and left the living room. Qin Fushu had never scolded herself like this before she got sick. She even suspected Qin Fushu Was it dropped by someone?However, when her aunt becomes Mrs. Qin, she will definitely want him to look good, hum!

Qin Fushu's sudden shouting didn't scare Qin Fuqin, and he didn't like that maid who made her own way, but he wouldn't stay here for long and didn't bother to pay attention to it.Besides, it's not that he doesn't know Qin Fushu's volatile temperament.

Qin Fuqin didn't want to waste time, so he directly told Qin Fushu the purpose of coming here, and said in a domineering and untactful tone: "Before I came, I believe that Zhou Chengjie had already mentioned his father's arrangement to you. I don't care what you think, whether you are satisfied or not." Satisfied, happy or not, but now I must pack my luggage and follow me."

Qin Fu, who had never been treated like this before, was not angry at all, and perfectly interpreted the image of a spoiled and spoiled brother: "What if I don't?"