Fu Hanzheng and his entourage had just arrived at their hotel to prepare for the midday meeting.
Raymond called Fu Shiyi's phone, "Boss, the Third Young Master said... he wants to have a video call with you."
Fu Hanzheng was too lazy to answer, so he simply tossed the phone to Fu Shiqin.
Fu Shiqin was worried about not seeing Fu Shiyi's current miserable state, so he sent a video call without thinking.
As soon as the video call connected, Fu Shiyi was sitting in a helicopter, looking pale and trembling.
"Fu Laosan, why haven't you jumped yet?"
Fu Shiqin held his phone, laughing gleefully as he asked.
Although I feel a little sorry for him, why can't I stop being happy to see him being abused?
"Screw you, where's my brother? I want to talk to him!" Fu Shiyi shouted angrily.
He hid so far away, yet he still got caught and dragged onto the plane.
Fu Shiqin turned his phone camera towards his older brother, who was looking at documents.
"Brother, the third brother wants to say a few words to you."
Fu Hanzheng didn't even lift his eyelids. "What do you want to say?"
On the other end of the video, Fu Shiyi pitifully begged for mercy.
"Brother, dear brother, even if you gave me a hundred lives, I wouldn't dare do anything to your wife, would I?"
"Jumping down from several thousand meters like that would definitely kill someone. Can we find another place?"
"Brother Qinqin, we're born of the same mother, don't be so ruthless."
...
After listening to Fu Shiyi's complaints, Fu Hanzheng did not change his mind at all, but instead said...
"Since we're not satisfied with skydiving, let's try gliding later."
Upon hearing this, Fu Shiyi screamed in anger.
"Are you even my real brother?!"
"I didn't do anything with your woman?"
Fu Hanzheng's voice turned cold, "What else do you want?"
"Brother, dear brother, let me go bungee jumping! I'll jump ten times!" Fu Shiyi screamed pitifully on the other end of the line.
"I don't want to parachute, I don't want to die, if I die you won't have a younger brother."
Fu Shiqin reminded him, "Even if you die, I'll still be there for you."
Fu Hanzheng glanced at the time and was too lazy to listen to his nonsense anymore.
"Let him go."
Upon hearing this, Fu Shiyi cried and screamed, struggling to refuse to jump.
"I treated you like my own brothers, and you treated me like I was adopted?!"
"Even if I die, I'll haunt you as a ghost!!!"
Fu Shiqin hung up the video call amidst Fu Shiyi's screams.
Tsk tsk tsk, that's really quite tragic.
Gu Weiwei only knew that Fu Shiyi was going to be in trouble, but she didn't know what would happen to him.
It wasn't until I arrived at the airport in the afternoon, ready to leave for the film set, that I saw a photo in the team's WeChat group.
Fu Shiyi, who is usually narcissistic and image-conscious, lay on the hospital bed with disheveled hair, a pale face, and a blank expression.
She thought for a moment, then sent a message asking.
[What's going on?]
[He Chi: I don't know, Raymond just brought him over and this is how it is.]
Gu Weiwei felt both sympathy and amusement, and sent another message asking.
[Is he/she alright?]
[He Chi: I'm still alive, just a little terrified.]
Just as the two of them finished speaking, Fu Shiqin, who was far away abroad, also joined the conversation.
[Fu Shiqin: If he's gone mad, just lock him up in your mental hospital and don't let him out.]
Gu Weiwei stared speechlessly at Fu Shiqin's words, and then replied.
Are you brothers?
[Fu Shiqin: You should ask my brother that question. Are we his biological brothers, or were we adopted?]
[He Chi: They should be blood relatives, otherwise, if you were the older brother, would you want to take in brothers like them?]
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