Chapter 451 A Zheng is the best
"Hello, Fu Zheng?"
When Wen Liang was struggling with how to tell Fu Zheng, Fu Zheng called.
"Have you got a meal yet?"
"Just finished eating." Wen Liang said.
Fu Zheng's deep and magnetic voice came from the microphone, accompanied by the faint sound of keyboards, as if he was working overtime. "Aliang, are you done with work? When will you be back?"
Just a few hours ago, Fu Zheng's photo was finalized, and he was the one who made the final decision. The magazine has already taken it for typesetting.
Wen Liang paused, twitched the corners of his lips, and avoided answering, "Is Fanfan still in the old house?"
Fu Zheng paused on the keyboard. Listening to Wen Liang's obvious change of subject, he anticipated something and pursed his lips before saying, "I've picked her up. When did you book your flight? I'll pick you up then... Don't tell me you can't come back."
Wen Liang knew he couldn't escape, so he sighed and confessed, "I really can't come back recently..."
The sound became weaker and weaker.
"What?" Fu Zheng's voice suddenly became serious.
"Someone invited me to shoot the new styles of that clothing brand. If everything goes well, I might be able to go back next weekend. If not..."
Wen Liang didn't finish the rest of the words, she knew Fu Zheng must understand what she meant.
Seeing Fu Zheng remained silent, Wen Liang stated his position seriously and confidently, "Fu Zheng, you promised me last time that I could come here to work, and I've already agreed..."
Hearing Wen Liang's vigilant tone, Fu Zheng was helpless and said angrily, "I haven't said anything yet, and you already know I don't agree?"
"Who told you to use that tone..." Wen Liang curled her lips, then smiled and changed the subject, "Yes, yes, Zheng is the best. I knew you would understand me! Don't worry, I will definitely finish the work as soon as possible and return!"
Hearing her call him "A Zheng", Fu Zheng's heart moved.
A long-lost name.
At this moment, a childish voice came from the microphone, soft, well-behaved, and very cute, "Uncle, are you talking to Auntie on the phone?"
"Well, do you want to come over and say a word to your aunt?"
"want!"
There was silence on the other side for a few seconds, and then the child's voice suddenly became louder, "Auntie! It's me, Fanfan, I missed you so much!"
It had been a long time since I last saw Fu Shifan. Listening to her childish chatter, Wen Liang felt her heart soften. "Fanfan, Auntie misses you too. How was your trip with Grandma?"
Deliberately concealed from her, the little girl had no idea about Fu Zheng's affairs and thought it was just an ordinary trip. She excitedly told Wen Liang about what she saw and heard during the trip, and her words were very coherent.
Halfway through the conversation, the little girl with a jumping mind suddenly asked, "Auntie, when will you come back?"
"I'll be back when my aunt finishes her work here. It might take a week or two."
"ah?"
The little girl made a sad and incredulous sound, as if she was very hurt. "Why did it take so long? Uncle, didn't you say that Auntie would be back in the next two days?"
Fu Zheng explained, "That was originally the case, but your aunt took a new job."
He said meaningfully, "Your aunt's photography skills have been recognized by many people, and she is often offered jobs."
"Then...then Aunt has a new job, so doesn't that mean she won't be able to come back?" The little girl immediately understood what Fu Zheng meant and said sadly.
The entire conversation between the uncle and nephew was transmitted into Wen Liang's ears through the microphone.
She secretly cursed Fu Zheng in her heart for being a troublemaker. He said he agreed, but he instigated the little girl to quarrel with her.
However, Wen Liang hadn't seen the little girl for a while and missed her a little. She comforted her, "Fanfan, don't worry. I'll definitely come back after I finish this filming. Can you bring a gift for Fanfan?"
The little girl pouted and said, "Okay, Auntie, I'll wait for you to come back."
Wen Liang talked to Fu Shifan for a while.
Aunt Wang carried Fu Shifan to take a bath.
The noisy child's voice disappeared from the microphone, leaving only the man's voice, "Aliang, you..."
Before he could finish, a cold mechanical sound came from the microphone, beep beep beep...
Fu Zheng: "..."
He smiled helplessly and put down his phone.
Less than two minutes later, the cell phone rang.
Fu Zheng glanced at the caller ID and quickly slid his thumb across the green button. "Hello?"
"Mr. Fu, Mr. Xie's secretary has replied." Special Assistant Yang's voice came from the microphone.
"How do you say that?"
"Mr. Xie has no schedule tomorrow afternoon, so you can come visit."
"Okay, I get it. Go prepare some gifts, but don't make them too conspicuous."
In these troubled times, there are probably many people watching Fu Zheng, waiting for him to make a mistake.
"I see."
The Xie family lives in a detached villa in the municipal party committee compound.
After passing the checkpoint, the car drove into the compound and stopped in front of Xie Zhen's house.
There is a small courtyard of about ten square meters in front of the villa, which is full of flowers and plants and is full of greenery.
The housekeeper was watering the flowers. When she saw someone coming to the door, she went up to him, asked his identity, and invited him into the living room.
The housekeeper served tea to Fu Zheng and said respectfully, "Mr. Fu, please have some tea. He is busy in the study upstairs. I will go and inform him right away."
Fu Zheng sat on the sofa and said "hmm" softly.
Less than two minutes later, there was the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs, followed by a delicate voice, "Aunt Fu, who's here?"
The voice sounds familiar.
Fu Zheng looked towards the stairs and saw Ilia quickly turning the corner.
Their eyes met.
Ilia paused, then slowly walked down the stairs, feigning surprise. "It's you?"
It was rumored that Xie Zhen had a younger sister who married far away in a foreign country. Thinking about it, Ilia had introduced her name before. In an instant, Fu Zheng guessed Ilia's identity.
He nodded lightly, turned his head, picked up the teacup and sipped it slowly.
Seeing that he was cold towards her, Ilia frowned unhappily and felt annoyed.
Isn't he curious about why she is here?
With his reaction, if she took the initiative to approach him and talk to him, he would probably look down on her even more.
Ilia had no choice but to hold her breath and strode to the cabinet, as if looking for something.
She picked up a Band-Aid at random, closed the drawer, glanced at Fu Zheng out of the corner of her eye, and turned to walk towards the stairs.
But she was unwilling to give up. She turned on her toes and finally walked towards Fu Zheng, stopping in front of the coffee table. "Are you here to see my uncle?"
"Yeah." Fu Zheng nodded.
The living room became quiet again.
She has already made it clear that Xie Zhen is her uncle, so why does he still have this attitude?
Seeing that he was neither surprised nor curious about her identity, Ilia felt as uncomfortable as if she had punched cotton.
She bit her lip and couldn't help asking again, "Why did you come to see my uncle?"
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