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When Fang Youzhong returned home, he looked at Wu Qinglian, who couldn't see any problems in his expression, and lowered his eyebrows very obediently, and said with a little embarrassment: "Mom, just pretend that you didn't answer the call just now."

In fact, when Wu Qinglian heard his question just now, she just replied very calmly: "I know." Then she seemed to find something wrong in her tone, and immediately changed her mouth: "How old are you, and you still came here to talk to you?" Mom, I'm being coquettish."

At this time, Fang Youzhong, who seemed to realize immediately what he had done to embarrass himself, said hastily: "It's nothing, Mom, I'm busy, and I won't be able to go back to eat in about an hour."

He said this, firstly, to give Wu Qinglian time to go back, and secondly, of course, as an excuse.

So when Wu Qinglian brought out the dishes, Fang Youzhong immediately stepped forward to do chores, rushing to do it with Wu Qinglian at any time, and Wu Qinglian didn't stop him.

There were conversations all the time, but Wu Qinglian didn't open her mouth, and Fang Youzhong didn't say anything about it until Fang Youzhong was about to go back to the room to sleep, and Wu Qinglian sat on the sofa and said, "You grow up, you can figure it out."

"I can't control it anymore."

Fang Youzhong was startled, then said, "Yes."

Wu Qinglian frowned, and wanted to say something again, but closed her mouth again, and finally choked out a sentence: "Go to bed early, I'll sleep after watching TV for a while."

"Yes, Mom, you go to bed early too."

"Okay, are you my mother or am I my mother?"

Fang Youzhong seemed to be a little happy inadvertently: "Of course you are mom~ Mom, then I will go to sleep."

"Go."

But when he opened the door, Fang Youzhong still couldn't help the feeling of guilt in his heart: "Mom, I'm sorry."

"..." Wu Qinglian was stunned: "Okay, let me go to bed."

In fact, Fang Youzhong can be regarded as a person with a relatively good sense of time.Although he is full of reluctance, as long as he says what he says, he will definitely do it. Of course, some jokes need to be excluded, so now he just stepped into the company.

Huang Zhenchun had arrived long ago. This fat man is hardworking, but the problem is that he hasn't lost weight, and his hard work is probably not enough for him to eat. When he saw Fang Youzhong, he showed a surprised expression: "Oh, isn't this our boss Fang?"

Fang Youzhong twitched the corner of his mouth: "Stop joking, I don't have time to chat with you, I have something to do later." He looked around, but he didn't find the male model: "Where's the male model on the cover of the new issue?"

Huang Zhenchun clicked his tongue, presumably because the other party looked down on a male model as soon as Youzhong came, he said: "He came here a long time ago, thinking that everyone is like you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the tall man walking in. Huang Zhenchun immediately said, "Feng Li, come over here. This is the editor-in-chief of IMan, Mr. Fang Youzhong."

Fang Youzhong raised his eyebrows, and then went back playfully. At first he thought he had the same name, but after seeing Feng Li's appearance, Fang Youzhong was sure that this guy should be the straight guy who was beaten by a straight guy like Fan Fanxiu.

However, Fang Youzhong really didn't know that Feng Li was a model. According to visual observation, Feng Li's height was about the same as his, and his face was also very upright. The most important thing was that Feng Li pursed his lips with a kind of deep-seated look. The charm revealed, to be specific, is a purely masculine charm.

It's a pity for Fang Youzhong, if he hadn't met Zheng Zhi before, he would have called Feng Li very much, but it's a pity that he met Zheng Zhi first.

"Hello, I'm Fang Youzhong." Fang Youzhong looked at Feng Li with a smile and pulled the corner of his mouth towards him, then politely extended his hand: "Isn't Feng Li?"

"En." Feng Li said, his voice was nice: "Hello, Fang Sheng."

Although the poor fat man is not short, he looks a bit short and a bit round when he is thrown into it, but he doesn't mind it, after all, even if he is damaged, he can still say back: "You don't understand this, do you? My abs are so awesome for you guys! Look, a whole piece! Tsk tsk, you won’t be able to learn it.”

In fact, Huang Zhenchun was really used to this kind of situation, and without any discomfort, he smiled and called a female editor: "You two talk, I will talk to Elizabeth about something."

However, Huang Zhenchun, who was planning to discuss serious matters with Elizabeth, actually invited him to have dinner tonight, paused, and suddenly looked at Fang Youzhong: "What's the matter? Feng Li is not bad, right?"

Then he smiled at Feng Li: "You are really a savior."

Otherwise, with Fang Youzhong's personality of striving for perfection, if he didn't choose a male model for the cover, he would definitely not release it, which proves that the new issue will definitely have to skip tickets.

Fang Youzhong scratched his face, then glanced at Feng Li again: "That's right, let Fayre follow up then, um, Feng Li, can you come with me?"

Feng Li in the studio finally made Fang Youzhong very satisfied.Fang Youzhong licked his dry lips, and looked at Feng Li with scrutiny: "Not bad, are you interested..."

But before Fang Youzhong finished speaking, Feng Li shook his head and refused, "Sorry, I'm just a part-time job."

Fang Youzhong snorted, and then said regretfully: "It's a pity, but if you are interested then, remember to find us." He added: "Our wages will definitely not be low."

"It's unlikely, after all..." Feng Li pursed his lips, thought for a while before saying, "You can't be a model for a lifetime."

"Oh, that's right." But the next second, Fang Youzhong laughed again: "But have you ever heard of a supermodel earning so much in a second, right? It doesn't take a year to earn a supermodel that others can spend in a lifetime?"

Feng Li seemed to be amused by Fang Youzhong's words, he let out a muffled laugh, with a rare smile on his face: "But I don't think your company can make me so famous yet."

Hearing his words, Fang Youzhong also felt that he had gone too far, and honestly admitted his own shortcomings: "That's true, don't you think I'm just looking for a pillar that will allow us to make a fortune in this world?"

"Hehe." Feng Li obviously didn't want to continue this topic, and there was a trace of depression between his brows: "Then Mr. Fang, are you sure I can do it?"

"Of course, perfect." Fang Youzhong nodded, and then looked at Feng Li's streamlined but masculine straight figure, the almost suffocating feeling contained in it...

Oh fuck, Fan Fanxiu is a bastard, how did he get such a good guy!

Fang Youzhong cursed that bitch Fan Fanxiu in his heart, but on the surface he didn't look like a beast in heat and wanted to masturbate when he saw the type he loved, but continued very calmly: "When the time comes, um..."

He thought for a while, and saw that Fayre, who was late, just walked into the studio.

"Fayre, come here." He beckoned to Fayre, who was standing over there, wearing a sky-high dress that almost reached his eyebrows. Fayre raised his eyebrows, and walked over without any reluctance: "Brother Fang, what's the matter?"

"IMan's cover male model, Feng Li." After a pause, he asked again: "Is it okay for you to take over?"

Fayre looked Feng Li up and down, and then a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Yes! Absolutely no problem!" She stretched out her bony hand: "By the way, I am Fayre, the deputy editor-in-chief and fashion editor of IMan."

Feng Li nodded to her, and also extended his hand: "Feng Li."

Seeing the interaction between the two of them, Fang Youzhong didn't have the mood to stay any longer, he said, "Then Fayre, Feng Li will be handed over to you, I have something to go."

So under the watchful eyes of the two, Fang Youzhong left without looking back.

In fact, it was nothing more than that. Fang Youzhong found that he was also quite interested in Feng Li, but from another perspective, it was obvious that Zheng Zhi was undoubtedly giving Feng Li a more impact from a visual point of view.

Besides, a friend's wife can't be bullied.

Fang Youzhong sighed regretfully. It is true that he is used to thinking from the lower body, but from another perspective, in the face of the inferior roots that men must have, Fang Youzhong can still maintain his principles rationally.

After all...their circle is actually really small.

The author has something to say: Fang Youzhong: In fact, no matter how impulsive you are, right?The principle is still there.

Zheng Zhi: ...you can go, really.

Fang Youzhong: Are you jealous?

Zheng Zhi: Who are you?