Psychological suggestion

Fu Hongxue was walking down the street bored.It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and the sky was like a piece of black jade studded with diamonds, brilliant and beautiful. There was a lot of noise.

Several young people crowded around a table, making a lot of noise, some of them stepped on chairs and yelled to compete for wine, one of them suddenly saw someone at another table, stood up with a bang and shouted: "Damn it, your grandma hid here!"

After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, picked up the chair and fell over.The person at that table stood up several times, yelling loudly. For a while, beer bottles flew around, frightening the surrounding guests to leave the table. Tables and chairs flew around.

The chef of the food stall, a man in his 50s, immediately became anxious when he saw this situation: "Don't hit me, don't hit me, just talk if you have something to say."

Not far away, a girl who was washing vegetables also ran over: "Dad, what's going on?"

Before reaching her father, a beer bottle flew over and went straight to the girl's face. The girl screamed in fright, and instinctively shrank back, but forgot to dodge, only feeling that someone was slapping her in front of her He blocked the wine bottle and hit the young man who threw the wine bottle on the head with his backhand.

The man was stunned with an "oops" sound, his head was wet and he didn't know if it was wine or blood.

When the others saw it, they immediately fell silent, and the atmosphere became frighteningly oppressive for a moment.

Fu Hongxue gestured at the young man with a sharp bottle shard twice with a blank face. Although there was no expression on his face, it always made people feel that there were terrifying flames burning in his eyes.

The young man took a deep breath, without any hesitation, he hurriedly said: "Brother, is it us? I met an old acquaintance from the past and forgot that the boss still has business."

Fu Hongxue didn't speak, but withdrew his hands, and slowly stepped back a few steps. The man wiped his face, but didn't dare to look closely, and led him away without saying a word.

Fu Hongxue threw away the shards of the wine bottle, his hands were covered in blood from the shards.

The girl behind her screamed in a low voice, stepped forward and said worriedly: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, shall we go to the clinic to deal with it now?"

Fu Hongxue shook his head silently, picked up a chair and sat down, and then asked, "Can I have a bowl of noodles?"

The girl looked at him in surprise, as if she understood something, she hurriedly said, "Of course."

Then she turned her head and pushed her father: "Dad, I'm not going yet."

Her father frowned, then smiled cheerfully, but didn't say anything.

When the hot noodles were served, Fu Hongxue ate slowly, as if this meal was his last.

The girl still took the opportunity to ask for medicine and gauze, and bandaged him while chatting.

The girl blushed a little, and said, "Thank you just now."

Fu Hongxue shook his head.The girl asked cautiously again: "You...was your wallet stolen?"

Fu Hongxue shook his head again.

The girl didn't care about his attitude, she still guessed: "Then...you are going out to work, but you didn't find a job?"

Fu Hongxue ate the last mouthful of noodles slowly, leaving the lettuce piled aside without touching it.

The girl thought he had acquiesced, her eyes widened suddenly, and she said without hesitation, "Do you want another bowl?"

Fu Hongxue looked at her, hesitating a little: "Yes?"

The girl smiled again, and the smile was much more pleasant. She said straightforwardly: "Of course." After speaking, she waved to her father again.

hand.

On the contrary, Fu Hongxue felt a little embarrassed, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "What's your name?"

The girl smiled and said, "My name is Zhou Ting, and everyone calls me Xiaoting. What about you?"

Her smile was very innocent, Fu Hongxue turned her face slightly, but did not answer.

She didn't ask again, just took his hand and said with a smile: "If you have nowhere to go, would you like to come to my shop to help?"

busy? "

"Your shop?"

"Yes, I'm a flower shop during the day, and I only come to help Dad at night." She blushed, as if a little embarrassed:

"It's just that I'm not good at cooking, so I can't be a chef."

She added, "If you stay, you can send me flowers." She added awkwardly, "I mean...if..."

Fu Hongxue closed his eyes, and suddenly said, "Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?"

Zhou Ting was a little surprised. Before she could answer, there was a noise outside. At some point, two cars stopped not far away, and four or five people got out of each car, completely blocking the road.

A young man in casual clothes was lazily playing with his mobile phone while leaning on the car, and asked casually, "Which one?"

"He!" A man pointed at Fu Hongxue, biting his cigarette butt and said bitterly.

The young man didn't even look at it, and said flatly, "Give him some color."

Several people came over aggressively at once. Zhou Ting's face turned pale, but she still sat still. Her father ran over when he heard the voice, and stopped them in panic: "Everyone, young masters, blame me for this matter, blame me , we have something to talk about. You can't hit people."

The young man put the phone away and smiled proudly: "Fu Hongxue, I have been looking for you for a long time. I didn't expect you to be able to hide in the detention center a while ago, and now it is such a coincidence that you were recognized by my subordinates. It can be seen that luck is not on your side today. On your side."

Zhou Ting finally understood how those young people who were making trouble just now left so fast. It turned out that they had gone back to report.

Fu Hongxue slowly pushed the table away, and when he stood up, he said to Zhou Ting calmly, "Look, I said I'm not a good person."

Before he finished speaking, someone not far away suddenly clapped his hands and smiled: "I said boss, you just say 'have something to say',

Don't you know that only with people can you 'have something to say'? "

Fu Hongxue's face changed slightly, he turned his head and said coldly, "Why are you here?"

This person is indeed the lingering Ye Kai, sitting not far away, winking at him with a lazy smile: "I've always been here

Ah, it's just that you had a good chat with the little girl and didn't see me. "

After finishing speaking, he ignored Fu Hongxue, and smiled at the young man instead: "Murong Mingzhu, you are capable, I don't know if Mr. Murong knows

Don't you feel extremely proud of going to such lengths to deal with your rival? "

As soon as these words came out, not only Murong Mingzhu's complexion turned pale, but even Fu Hongxue's complexion also turned pale.

The difference is that Murong Mingzhu thought of the strict and harsh old man in his family, and their family's family rules, while Fu Hongxue thought of Ye Kai's investigation of him. know what?What did you find?