I'm poor

There was a dead silence in the general manager's office. Fang Yi kicked the trash can by the table to the door and cursed in a low voice.

Losses don't matter, he can bear the company's bankruptcy, but it's impossible for him to hand over Yan Qinsheng to others.

It was the first time Fang Yi experienced the pain of being cornered by someone. When he was desperate, all he could think of was to call his father for help.

When he pressed the number, he felt that he was embarrassed and useless. When he used to hear people sarcastically mocking "the second generation of rich people are rich idiots who depend on their fathers for food", he was always angry and wanted to make something with his own efforts. cause.

The results of it?Facts have proved that his persistence is wrong. In the upper class where there are many powerful people, the market is divided and saturated by capitals of all sizes. There are no harsh and cold methods, and they do not rely on strong relationships. They only rely on their own blood to break through. , will only become fish on other people's plates.

Father quickly answered the phone, but neither of them spoke, only the sound of each other's nervous breathing could be heard, both of them holding the phone, waiting for the other to speak first.

"Dad." Fang Yi took the initiative to ask for help and called out.

The death-like silence continued on the other end of the phone, but the mother who was eavesdropping next to her couldn't help it.

"Did it come from Xiaoyi? Talk to me. My son finally made a call and you can stop putting on airs. If you don't tell me, I think my son is going crazy!"

Fang Yi felt sour when he heard his mother's anxious voice coming from the phone.

"Speak up if you have something to say." His father finally spoke, with just a few words, and his tone was calm, but Fang Yi could tell that he was suppressing his emotions.

Fang Yi clenched his phone tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Dad, there is something wrong with our company, and we need some cash flow."

"Need some?" The father sneered, slapped the table and cursed: "You bastard, you have done a big job, do you think that Tang is a bully businessman? Do you know who his father-in-law is? If you dare to find someone to go to his father-in-law’s house to make trouble, it’s already giving me face that he didn’t send you directly to prison, you know!”

Fang Yi explained annoyedly: "Dad, I didn't do that. I didn't let anyone go to Tang Xiande's father-in-law's house to make trouble."

"If you say no, you won't? That old thing wants to ruin you now. Who told you to beat his son-in-law for a man? Talk!"

The sudden amplified voice of his father made Fang Yi's ears hurt, so he took the phone away from his ears a little.

"Fang Zuofeng, why are you so fierce to your son?" the mother yelled at the side first, and then she began to choke and wipe her tears, persuading her husband with nice words: "Can you talk well, father and son are both of the same virtue, obviously You are more worried about my son than I am..."

"I'm not worried about the bastard."

Fang Yi said: "Dad, you also worked hard to start a business. You should know how important this industry is to me."

"I advise you to let go as soon as possible. I might as well tell you that Tang Xiande's father-in-law is also in a hurry. He is going to seize your company's tax loopholes and plan to send you to prison for a few years."

Speaking of this, Fang Zuofeng patted the table angrily, "It's your father and me who posted two flats upside down to help you suppress the matter for this unscrupulous bastard! They finally made a food safety issue and already let you go , I told you a long time ago that people don’t fight with officials, don’t you understand people’s words! I’ve never been so useless in my life. For you, I pretended to be like a grandson and came to someone’s house to apologize, didn’t you? Cut off ties with me..."

Fang Yi tugged at the hair on his forehead in pain, "I'm sorry Dad, I really don't know about this."

Fang Zuofeng turned his voice coldly into the phone: "I'll fill in every hole you have in the bank, now, go home immediately."

"I can go home," Fang Yi tried to communicate with his father in a calm tone, "but I have to take Yan Qinsheng back with me."

"You dare to bring someone back to try!" His father was so angry that he gasped a few times and coughed violently: "Unfilial son, cough cough...how did I raise you, such a scum, when I was a child, I watched you A very obedient child, how could he be abducted by a male goblin to become so virtuous!"

Fang Yi blurted out a rebuttal: "Our quarrel is our quarrel, it has nothing to do with Qin Sheng."

"He entrapped you like this and you still protect him, you got kicked in the head by a donkey!"

The mother snatched the phone and wiped away her tears, "Xiaoyi, don't be angry with your father. Since you left, your father's blood pressure has been very high. Listen to mom, mom misses you too, go home, you don't want to get married Just take it easy, we won't force you..."

"Mom, I want to get married. Qin Sheng and I have already taken wedding photos."

The mother sighed plaintively on the other end of the phone: "Mom knows that you really like that child. If he was a girl, no matter how poor his family is, we would have accepted him in, but...but he is not, and your father is so good." To save face, you can't tell people that your daughter-in-law is a man when you go out."

Fang Yi heard his father ordering his mother sharply from the side: "Hang up the phone, let this bastard and the male goblin die outside, no one cares about him."

Listening to his father scolding Yan Qinsheng one by one as a "male goblin", Fang Yi stopped holding back his temper.

"That's all right, mom, I'll die. I wish you two elders a happy life. Just pretend you don't have my son."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Yi was completely discouraged, his headache was about to burst, and he leaned on the desk for a long time without recovering.

Back home at night, Fang Yi threw himself on Yan Qinsheng to absorb energy as usual, Yan Qinsheng got used to it, kissed the corner of Fang Yi's lips, and then continued to cook with a heavy koala on his shoulder.

Because both of them have their own concerns, neither of them can be happy, and the dinner is extremely dull.

Fang Yi had no appetite, put down his chopsticks after two mouthfuls of food, propped his head up and sighed softly: "Qin Sheng, go buy me a bottle of bar."

In the past, Yan Qinsheng probably would have chosen to persuade him not to drink, but he knew that Fang Yi was under too much pressure recently, and he had no way to relieve it, so he could only silently take the money and go downstairs to the Tobacco Hotel to buy a bottle of liquor and come back.

Fang Yi poured wine into his mouth cup by cup with red eyes, and the cold liquid burned down his throat all the way to the bottom of his heart.

He was still thinking about what Liang Yushu said during the day. If he said he had stumbled in business, he would admit it, and he was convinced that he lost. He even admired Liang Yushu for showing him what a businessman's thinking is.

But the only thing he felt bad about was that he couldn't protect Yan Qinsheng.

He knew that the current self was completely incomparable with Liang Yushu, and he had no right to prevent Qin Sheng from choosing better living conditions.

He didn't know how many cups he had drunk before Fang Yi had the courage to hold Yan Qinsheng's hand and said in a daze, "Qin Sheng, if it's too hard to follow me, you can go to Liang Yushu."

Yan Qinsheng lowered his eyelids lightly and looked at the clenched hands of the two. In his life, what he was most afraid of was poverty, but what he was most afraid of was that Fang Yi would feel bad.

"I'm not going to find him."

Fang Yi's heart softened, he took his hand and pulled it to his lips for a kiss, staring at him with wet eyes like a big dog.

"I have wronged you, and I don't know where I will go in the future, but I swear I won't make you suffer."

Yan Qinsheng smiled bleakly, but I can't bear to let you suffer.

Fang Yi continued to drink with a sullen brow, dragging Yan Qinsheng to babble from time to time, saying sorry inarticulately.

Yan Qinsheng didn't think he was long-winded, and kept looking at him, as if he wanted to keep every expression of him in his heart.

Because he drank a lot of wine and was not in a good mood, Fang Yi was very drunk, almost to the point where he couldn't wake up.

Yan Qinsheng dragged him into the bedroom and threw him on the bed.

Fang Yi fell on the pillow with his face upside down, as if he had a premonition of something, he was obviously drunk and passed out, but he still closed his eyes in a daze and kept telling Qin Sheng not to leave.

Yan Qinsheng took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, covered him with a quilt, closed the bedroom door and went to the balcony.

Fang Yi's cell phone is unlocked, and all communication and information are disclosed. This is a manifestation of his determination to be honest with Yan Qinsheng.

Yan Qinsheng stared at the ten-minute call log to "Dad", and his heart was pulled hard.

He knew Fang Yi's personality too well. He always refused to bow his head when he had a falling out. This time, he had to be forced into a desperate situation to ask his father for help. How could he be so desperate and painful.

The wind at night in summer is not cold, it blows softly on the body.Yan Qinsheng spent a few minutes to settle his emotions, and then dialed Fang Yi's father's number.

The first time I was quickly hung up by the other party, and I didn't answer.

He persevered and dialed the second and third times.

After a long waiting tone, the phone was finally connected, and there was the sound of the other party's heavy breathing.

"Uncle," Yan Qinsheng said softly, and greeted politely: "I'm sorry to bother you, are you asleep?"

Fang Zuofeng snorted coldly: "Male goblin, how much do you want to leave my son?"

Male goblin?Yan Qinsheng was stunned for a moment, it turned out that Fang Yi's parents called him that.

However, the unrealistic dialogue in this kind of idol drama really made him a little dumbfounded, and he even felt that Fang Yi's father would throw out a line like "I will give you 500 million to leave my son" in the next second.

"Uncle, Fang Yi was hit hard this time, and his mental state is very depressed, please help him." Yan Qinsheng begged in a low voice.

Fang Zuofeng sneered, and his tone became more indifferent: "He doesn't even recognize me as an old man, so why should I help him?"

Yan Qinsheng was a little speechless, or everyone said that blood is thicker than water, Fang Yi has really inherited all his father's bad temper, when the two fathers are angry, they are really exactly the same in terms of speaking attitude and temper, obviously suffering very much in their hearts, their mouths Shang never refused to give in.

Yan Qinsheng felt as if he was dealing with a middle-aged and elderly Fang Yi.

He leaned on the railing of the balcony and looked up at the half moon covered by dark clouds, and continued to persuade patiently in a soft voice: "I don't know what you are thinking, but I guess Fang Yi must be thinking the same as you, but not Just say it."

Yan Qinsheng sighed distressedly: "Uncle, Fang Yi has never suffered setbacks since he was a child, but this time he fell so badly, I think he can't hold it anymore, I'm really worried that something will happen to him."

Being caught in the middle of the story, Fang Zuofeng still put on airs, "Don't play the family card with me, just tell me what you want."

Yan Qinsheng held his phone and leaned against the cold railing for a moment, contemplating what he wanted and what he could want.

He just wants Fang Yi to be happy and stable.

"Uncle, I'll send you the address. You and auntie will pick him up tomorrow, and I will leave."

There was a dead silence on the other end of the phone. The other party obviously didn't expect Yan Qinsheng to give up this relationship so easily, and there was no benefit at all.

Fang Zuofeng sneered: "That's right, this bastard is in debt now, you must despise him, let me just say, what kind of love are two men talking about, it's not bad to teach him a lesson."

Yan Qinsheng didn't explain. Anyway, in Fang Yi's father's mind, he was a sugar daddy "male goblin". It was useless to say more. He sent the address of the apartment, and then silently hung up the phone.

People live a lifetime, and it is inevitable to experience various partings. It cannot be said that we have to get used to this powerlessness, at least we cannot cry bitterly every time we part.

Yan Qinsheng quietly packed a few pieces of clothes, took advantage of the white moonlight outside the window to come to the bed and bent down to kiss Fang Yi's lips.

This is the person he loves the most, and he doesn't feel sad when he loves to say goodbye. Thinking of Fang Yi's return to a better life, Yan Qinsheng is only relieved.

The door opened gently, and then closed gently, only the sound of one person's breathing remained in the huge room.