How to be a patron

Fuwa... Well, the kid Futianwo got into the car with us.I clearly heard his sneer when he saw my little Hyundai, which made my impression of him drop below the horizon.

After getting in the car, I drove, and Uncle Six sat in the co-pilot. He threw the 17-inch suitcase he had just dragged on the concrete floor directly onto the back seat of my car, and then bent down and sat in it unceremoniously.

I'm so angry, my car is not a rental car!I wonder if this is Sanbo's child. I really can't imagine that Sanbo spent such a large sum of money to send someone abroad for further education, but in exchange for a poor boy who is not polite.

The atmosphere in the car was not good. Seeing that my face was dark and I didn't speak, Uncle Six could only find a topic by himself: "Ah... Tianwo, we met in Los Angeles last time, right?"

Fu Tianwo ignored him at all, and played with his PSP with his head down.Uncle Six said again: "How old is Xiao Wo this year?"

"25." Fu Tianwo quickly looked up at him, answered the question, and then added, "Don't call me Xiaowo, I'm Wolf."

God, I was amused by his tone of voice and English name of Secondary School, but he didn't seem to see me grinning in the rearview mirror.

"Okay, wolf." I have to say that Uncle Six is ​​indeed an educator, the other party's tone was not good, and he patiently communicated with Fu Tianwo, "What major did you study in university?"

He put down the PSP, conjured a rubber band out of nowhere, tied his hair into a ponytail and tied it behind his head: "At first I studied painting, but then I couldn't stand my dad's nonsense, and my master's degree is finance and business administration." .”

"Wow." Not only Uncle Six, but I was also a little surprised, "You're also playing cross-border, Xueba!"

He showed that dismissive smile again: "It's okay, it's all for reading and fun."

I admired him a little bit at first, but when I heard his smug tone, I immediately became upset: "Then you are so good at reading, why go back to China, did you not do well in the United States?"

Fu Tianwo looked at me in the rearview mirror, with contemptuous eyes: "The old man keeps begging, and I have to satisfy him once in a while, otherwise one day he will be mad at me, and my mother will definitely continue to bother me."

What he said was really ugly, Uncle Six and I were upset and didn't answer any more, so the atmosphere in the car suddenly cooled down.

Fu Tianwo waited for a while, and seeing that none of us wanted to continue talking to him, he couldn't help but flaunt himself: "I won't be staying in China for long, I have an art exhibition in the United States at the end of the year, and I have to go back."

"Oh." I no longer have the slightest interest in him, I just want to send this plague god away quickly.

Uncle Six and I had a good understanding, never mentioned the matter of eating, and drove Futianwo directly to Sanbo.

Seeing him lazily dragging his suitcase away, Uncle Six and I both heaved a sigh of relief.

"Hey... are you still going to eat?" I asked Uncle Six.

"Eat! Eat something hot to warm your heart." Uncle Liu said loudly.

We went to the old street in the center of the city and ate two famous hot wontons. Uncle Liu looked very satisfied: "Every time I go back to China, I want to sit on the street in the downtown area, with a small plastic stool under my buttocks, and a small plastic stool in front of me. A small table with hot wontons in your hands. Ah~ wonderful!"

I saw that he was wearing an expensive casual suit, with oil on his mouth, which was 100% inconsistent, but I felt that such a sixth uncle was kind and cute. He could eat noble western food and swallow ordinary stalls. This is life. Winner!

Uncle Liu looked longingly into the distance: "I will bring her to China next time to taste such delicious food!"

Hearing what he said, I also thought of Mengmeng.Have I brought him to eat this wonton?It seems that there is, and it seems that there is no, I can't remember, the time I spent with him is too short.

I suddenly miss him so much.

After dinner, Uncle Six felt sleepy, so I sent him home to rest, and went to the company to read the report given by the assistant.

Although I am free and unprincipled all year round, I have to work hard during the middle of the year and the end of the year. I asked my assistant to go downstairs to buy a cup of coffee, determined to read the rest of the material with energy.

After a while, the assistant came back from running errands, handed me the coffee cup, and I took a sip: "Tsk! Why is it so sweet!"

"Ah?" The assistant was a little dazed, "Boss, didn't you always drink this kind of drink before?"

"Really?" I was a little unsure when he said it, and I took another sip, and it was sure that it was too sweet, "Okay, then I don't like this drink from today, go, buy a cup of less sugar Or sugar-free."

The little assistant went out with a sad face, and I knew without looking at her back that she must be slandering me in her heart.

However, it’s true that I haven’t eaten sweets for a long time. When I used to pass the time or play games all night, I always had some snacks on hand. Since I was transformed by someone to go to bed early and get up early, it seems that I haven’t tasted sweetness other than fruit for a long time. up.

I licked my lips unconsciously.Gou Meng doesn’t like sweets. Although he is from Xinjiang, his taste is bland, and he never eats those messy things, and he won’t let me eat them. I resist once or twice. The most important thing is often his sensitive detection ability and double the amount of exercise.

Thinking about those days of devil training, my body consciously has goose bumps.

The notification tone of the mobile phone text message came to mind at this time, reminding me not to blame those horrible humans behind my back.

"You are the boss, you decide." He replied to me.

I watched the assistant gently put the newly bought coffee on the table, poking my head to see what I was doing, seeing me glaring at her, I quickly shrank my neck and slipped out.I tilted my head and thought for a while before sending back a message to Gou Meng:

"I received that cousin today, and I feel depressed. Are you busy? Can I call you."

I sent a text message, but I didn’t expect much. In the past few days, I have also requested several calls or video calls, but Gou Meng always said it was inconvenient, and refused to connect a call. I suspect that he is perfunctory. But he refused to give up.

After a while, he actually replied to me: "Okay."

He said yes!Am I lucky today!

I hurriedly dialed the phone, it rang twice, and his voice came from the other end: "Huh?"

"Mengmeng!" I called him happily.

He chuckled lightly, and I felt my ears start to itch again. I couldn't help but take the earphones away, but I was afraid that I couldn't hear him clearly, so I quickly put them back.

"What's wrong?" His voice was clear and pleasing to my ears. I imagined that he was sitting on the phone with me when he was in danger, and I naturally sat up straight from the boss's chair.

"Hmm... That cousin is simply a weirdo. It doesn't matter if he dresses differently. He is not well-bred and has a weird temper. My third uncle spent a lot of effort to send him abroad, but in the end he was replaced by such a bastard. My third uncle is upset."

He listened to me quietly, but then he said, "Maybe it's the rebellious period."

"Heh, he's already 25, the boss is not too young, okay!"

He gave a low laugh: "When I was 25 years old, I was the thorn in our army, and the instructors couldn't do anything to me."

I muttered in a low voice: "But you were also the king of soldiers when you were 25 years old."

"Hahaha!" No one would be unhappy to hear the other party complimenting themselves so obliquely, and Gou Meng's voice became clearer, "Let me tell you, the more prickly soldiers are, the more they are the kings of soldiers." Strong!"

I'm not at all interested in the linear relationship between a soldier's character and combat ability, but I'm also very happy to hear Gou Meng laugh.

I waited for his laughter to fade, and said softly and quickly: "Mengmeng, I miss you."

There was a pause on the other end, and finally responded to me: "Well, I miss you a lot too."

The little bird in my heart was jumping: "Then, can I go to you? The company has nothing to do after the mid-year meeting. I, I want to go for a walk and go to you!"

"Now is not the time," Gou Meng quickly interrupted me, "I...I still have something to do here."

"Ah..." Nonsense, he was obviously helping some shit cousin watch the gate!

"However..." He paused, as if he was looking for room for maneuver, "I will find time to find you when the matter is settled. Don't worry, get busy with the company's affairs first."

When I heard him say this, I got a little comfort in my heart: "Okay, then what you say is what you say."

"Will do."

I hung up the phone happily, feeling refreshed, twisted my neck, and returned to the complicated work.

After another week, the company's shareholders arrived and the meeting started as scheduled.Somewhat unexpectedly, Sanbo actually invited my rebellious cousin to attend the meeting, and Sanbo did not inform us that he had transferred part of his shares to Fortevo.

I frowned, looking at the "colorful" humans sitting next to Uncle San, I really wanted to roll my eyes.Today's meeting was serious, and everyone was wearing formal clothes. Everyone naturally focused on the young man in a contrasting color T-shirt and ripped jeans, but he didn't seem to notice it, and kept playing with his phone with his head down. I haven't lifted it.

I really can't stand his behavior, but there is nothing I can do, I can only clear my throat and announce the start of the meeting.

The feedback activities at the beginning of the year were well received. We plan to change the form of this annual activity and continue to hold it regularly, but at the same time, the problem of supply sources is also a headache for us.

I distributed the sorted materials, each with a copy, Sanbo looked at it twice, and handed it to Fu Tianwo who was beside him.I was a little unhappy, wondering if a bastard like him could understand it?

No one spoke in the conference room, and it was quiet for a while, and everyone was flipping through the materials in their hands.

"Tsk." Fu Tianwo threw those pages of materials that I worked hard (mostly with the help of the assistant) on the desktop, and looked directly at me with a disdainful expression, "This kind of materials Did you really do it? It’s at the level of a first-year undergraduate! Disadvantages, future plans and budgets are unclear.”

When I was told by him, I blushed with shame, and gritted my teeth to fight back: "What's the best opinion of my cousin?"

He snorted, with a rare serious expression: "Give me a day... I'll give you a report tomorrow morning."

Uncle Six broke the awkward atmosphere with a smile: "Oh, Xiao Wo is going to work in the company too?"

Fu Tianwo squinted at me with an extremely impatient look: "I'm not very interested, I just can't watch it anymore."

I was a little guilty at first, and when he said that, I wanted to shrink into the ground, but everyone looked at me and couldn't show timidity: "Hehe... okay, if my cousin has a good opinion, I'm very glad that you are willing to share it .”

Uncle Six helped me out again: "Skip this link first, let's discuss it next..."

After the meeting, I heard Sanbo scolding Fu Tianwo in a low voice: "That is your cousin, you will join 'Fuying' in the future, he is your boss! You are too uneducated..."

Fu Tianwo didn't mind speaking to me openly: "The boss of the company? If such an idiot came to be the boss, I don't think 'Fu Ying' will get better for long..."

"You!" Uncle San obviously had nothing to do with him, he could only blushed and got angry.

My second uncle usually doesn't contact me very much, he is serious, and he also stood up to speak for me at this time: "Xiao Wo, you have grown up now, and we old people can't control what you like to do, but in such a formal occasion, we still need to talk to you." Have an appropriate speaking attitude..."

Fu Tianwo put the phone into his trouser pocket, the impatience on his face has not disappeared since entering this room.Today he wore a pair of jingling Martin boots with several shiny metal rings buckled on them, standing half a head taller than Uncle Er.

He glanced at the second uncle condescendingly, turned his neck on his own, and walked out of the meeting room without saying a word, leaving us looking at each other, speechless.

The author has something to say: TAT has an important exam tonight

It's so cruel. This semester, there are almost one exam every week.

☆, extra episode 1

I looked at the man in front of me who was about my age, and felt a chill in my chest.He is dressed in a red eye-catching suit. From hairstyle to overall outfit, he is the most popular style of son-in-law nowadays. The watch on his hand and the perkin ring on his little finger can be seen to be of great value at a glance.He has a tall and straight figure, and his facial features are good-looking, but the faint dark circles under his eyes betray him.As someone who has experienced it, I can tell at a glance that it is the result of staying up all night and partying for a long time.

I felt a chill in my chest again, well, yes, because this guy spilled a bottle of champagne that he had just opened from the freezer on my chest.

"Uh..." We both looked at each other in embarrassment and were stunned for a moment.

"Ah!" He seemed to be surprised by me before he reacted suddenly.

"Sorry about that."

He turned around and took out a facial tissue on the buffet table and stuck it on my chest. The 1.8-meter tall man strode towards my eyes with a big stride, which caused great pressure on me and made me frown slightly in displeasure.

He interpreted my expression as anger at the loss of a suit, so he put his whole body on me and put it on my shoulder: "Go, go to the bathroom and wash it."

So I was inexplicably pulled into the bathroom by a stranger within 10 minutes of the reception.

I looked down at the glaring stain on the white shirt, wiped it hard twice, and gave up: "Forget it, let's do this first."

"It's really... well, next time I'll give you a better one, this is..." He said he wanted to pay me for the new clothes, while pulling at the back of my clothes, trying to see the brand of the clothes.

I struggled a couple of times. I was already half a head shorter than him, and my strength was not as strong as his. I was very upset to be half-circled in his arms like this. I thought: This guy is too familiar.

He glanced at it, a little dazed: "Uh, brother, I haven't seen your brand before."

I was so hot when he said that, today I procrastinated and almost came late, so I randomly took a formal suit from the closet and put it on. I don't know how long ago I bought it.

"There's no need to pay for it. It's a big deal...you can do your work first." I took two steps back to distance myself from him, trying to send him away quickly.

But he leaned over again: "Oh, I'm really sorry. But it's also fate. By the way, I'm Fan Jing from Fan Shi Chain. What about you?"

Fanshi Chain is a large chain shopping company comparable to 'Fuying', but 'Fuying' mainly focuses on cheap supermarkets, and most of its customers are ordinary citizens, while Fanshi prefers to serve people with higher consumption levels , the main products are imported goods and high-end luxury goods.

When going out, I still need to represent 'Fuying' to make a good impression on the other party, so I put away my impatient expression, smiled at Fan Jing, and stretched out my hand to him: "Hello, I am Fu Tianze."

"Fu..." He rolled his eyes, as if he was thinking about which big company my surname would be associated with. My hand paused in mid-air, but I didn't get a response, so I quietly took it back.

"Ah!" He suddenly slapped his forehead, leaning half of his body against me again, "Fuying, right?!"

"Ah."

"Tsk tsk... are you the eldest son of the Fu family?!"

Uh, I'm really uncomfortable with what he said, but it's undeniable, I can only nod again, looking at myself in a mess in front of the mirror - my chest is covered in water, and the hairstyle I hurriedly arranged before going out is all collapsed When she got down, she was still pressed down by this tall and burly man.

Fan Jing didn't seem to realize that she was a little too enthusiastic, and said to me with a smile: "Listen to my dad, you just returned to China, right? Just right, after this party is over, I will show you to meet other friends."

"This, this is unnecessary." Is there any mistake, I still see friends, your friend is not my friend, and I still want to go back to play games.

"Hey, let's find a place to get together, they're all nice people, they'll definitely be able to have fun." He was still urging the invitation.

"Otherwise... next time." I really didn't want to go at all, so I could only resort to delaying the attack.

"No! You have to go... Otherwise, let's go now?" He was in high spirits, very domineering, and without saying a word, he dragged me and sneaked out through the small door near the bathroom.

"Isn't that good?" I was trotting quickly while being pulled by his arm, unable to struggle at all, feeling angry and helpless in my heart.

Fan Jing was afraid that I would sneak away, so he forced me into his sports car, locked the door, and then relaxed: "Huh, it's okay, I'll call them now."

While starting the car quickly, he made a call with a bluetooth headset: "Hey, brothers, hurry to the old place and introduce a new friend to you..."

Fan Jing was driving fast and driving unsteadily. I was thrown from side to side, and I fastened my seat belt tremblingly: "You just drank, you can't drive well."

"Hi!" He waved his hand, and we almost "passed" a truck. "It's just a few glasses of champagne, and half of it has been spilled on you."

"Alas." I sighed secretly, thinking that I couldn't escape this level, so I had to take out Q on my mobile phone and send a message to the captain in the game saying that I couldn't log in at night, and I was scolded.

Fan Jing first took me to his clothing store to pick out the latest season of suits for me as an apology. I wanted to take a look at the price on the tag, but found that there was no tag at all!

Then he took me to another brand-name store that made casual men's clothing. It was like in his own wardrobe. Drive me to the old place in his mouth.

Even with my eyes closed, I knew that the old place of this group of nobles must be a high-end club, but I didn't realize until I got there that my previous self was still too ignorant.I have never seen such a place of extravagance!

Don't be surprised, it's a coincidence that when I was born, "Fuying" was just starting, and my family was not very rich. It wasn't until I went to middle school that my parents' business grew bigger and bigger, and my uncles bought shares one after another.Not long after I lived the life of a rich young master, my parents asked me to study abroad, and I was alone abroad, I didn’t dare to show off too much, and I only knew friends from ordinary families, and I had nowhere to spend money , Usually there is not much consumption in entertainment venues.It wasn't until I returned to China this year and took over the work of my parents that I gradually got to know some young masters and rich ladies like Fan Jing.It's just that people's circles are fixed, and I don't want to squeeze hard, and I'm too lazy to deal with them.

Fan Jing lightly took me to a box in a corner, and there were already many people in it.It seems that Fan Jing has a very high status among them, and several people didn't complain much about waiting for us, they only said that they would punish Fan Jing for drinking.

"Come, come, let me introduce you. This is Fuying's eldest son - Fu Tianze. He just came back from the United States and will soon take over Fuying."

There was a whisper in the crowd. I was really not used to the feeling of being watched so much, so I could only bite the bullet and say hello to everyone, and then I wanted to find a corner to hide, and I made an excuse to leave after sitting for a while.

Unexpectedly, this group of people saw me as a stranger, and they all surrounded me, asking me to sing and drinking with me, and some people offered me cigarettes, and even one or two girls gave me a glance, I complained in my heart Not enough.

I was not good at refusing, so I drank and sang, and even took a sip of cigarettes, holding back my nausea, and seriously wrote down the girl's number, thinking that I could leave now, Fan Jing again I proposed to go to the bar street in the west of the city to renew the stall, everyone cheered loudly, I walked out with the crowd, secretly patted Fan Jing on the shoulder, and whispered: "I, I have other things, can I go? "

He looked down at me, as if he was looking at the credibility of my words, and he no longer had the enthusiasm just now: "Let's go first... This party is for you, isn't it embarrassing for you to go? ?”

"This..." I really have a headache for this kind of rich man. I can't afford to provoke him and I can't avoid it. I opened my mouth for a long time but didn't know what to say.

"Okay, okay," Fan Jing waved his hand, with a hint of impatience in his expression, "Go if you want to go, next time I will be in charge of you."

"That's for sure." I nodded and said nonsense, "I'll play with you next time when I'm free."

"Uh-huh." He snorted out his nose, turned his head and walked away, quickly catching up with the few people in front of him, and threw me at the door of the club.

When I went home that night, I had a cold and a fever, and I had a headache from drinking, so I stayed at home for a whole week.

Half a month later, Fan Jing couldn't wait for me to take the initiative to contact him, so she turned on the phone and asked me out. I had already forgotten the nonsense that I said that day, and it was so embarrassing to receive his call, so I had to bite the bullet Another appointment.

This time they are going to spend the night at a resort on the outskirts of the city.

I will never forget the expressions of Fan Jing and several of his friends when they saw my little Hyundai.

"This, is your car?" Fan Jing walked around my car uncertainly and asked uncertainly.

For some reason, I was so guilty of being asked by him, I answered yes weakly.

Although my car is not as good as their Porsche Ferrari, it is also the most popular light luxury style at the moment. It is not inferior to those mid-to-high-end cars in terms of appearance and performance.When I was studying abroad, my roommate’s second-hand car, which I don’t know where to buy, is also this brand. Although the car is small, it carries many happy memories of me... Well, no matter how much explanation, compared to theirs , this one of mine is really a little out of hand.I should have considered this a long time ago. It is really hard to imagine the scene where my small car is mixed with a bunch of high-end sports cars and off-road vehicles.

I pursed my lips and smiled unnaturally: "When I just returned to China, I got a car to travel first, um...how about you go, I have other things tomorrow, so it's not too bad to come back early in the morning convenient."

Fan Jing stared straight at me, apparently not believing my words, he had already seen through that this was just another excuse for me to leave.

"Holy shit..." he said in a volume that only the two of us could hear, "I think you're so insincere."

"Ah..." I opened my mouth halfway, feeling at a loss on my face, but I was thinking in my heart, do I have to rely on money to pile up sincerity and affection when I am with you?

Then I'll play alone.

Seeing that I didn't respond, he suddenly snorted, folded his arms behind his upper body, and pulled a little distance away from me: "It's okay if you don't go. Last time you said you were going to do something, you can't break your promise."

I gritted my teeth, thinking that this time I was going to be slaughtered: "That, that's fine, I should pay the bill."

"Yeah." He was slightly satisfied, nodded, turned and walked towards his friends.

They gathered not far away, and they didn't know what they said. They laughed and laughed together, which made me even more ashamed.

I still didn’t go with them that day, and slowly drove my little Hyundai around the city, bought a few good and cheap snacks from old shops, went home to have a full meal, and went smoothly Killed three games.

A few days later, the bill for Fan Jing's consumption at the resort hotel was mailed to me.

I wonder if Fan Jing bought a villa there directly and asked me to pay for it.

Later, Fan Jing asked me out several times intentionally or unintentionally, but I turned them down all of them. Afterwards, I simply avoided seeing him.

I don't know when, rumors began to spread in the circle that I was stingy and poor. On some occasions, my peers looked at me as if they were looking at an alien who didn't fit in. .

No need to guess, I know who made the rumor, and I really can't do anything about it.

I don't think there is anything wrong with me. Some people like to live a life of luxury, and some people like to live a life of freedom, but I just want to live a life that I feel comfortable with.

But after staying alone for a long time, I occasionally hope that someone will come and accompany me.

The author has something to say: Weekend extras =3=

The writing is not very clear, and it briefly introduces the grievances and grievances between Annoying Jing and Xiaotian.