Chapter 22
It was quietly spread in the circle that the Fifth Master Fu, who was so secretive about everyone, had a new favorite after the little star he kept in his golden house became his godson, and the cat he kept turned out to be a black hole and he finally gave the cat away. Moreover, this new favorite was quickly recognized by the two elders of the Fu family and moved into the Fu family?
Master Fu Wu invited world-renowned chefs to cook for him. If he wanted any snacks or fruits, he would send people to buy them immediately if they couldn't be made on the spot. If they were from abroad, they would be immediately airlifted back to China. It can be said that "a horse gallops through the dusty world and the concubine smiles. No one knows that it is lychees coming."
We also ordered a keyboard and ergonomic computer chair worth millions, and invited a top masseur...
Other things are fine, but we also need a masseur... I heard that Wu Ye locks people in a small dark room all day long and doesn't let them go out. Wu Ye is so powerful!
Xie Lanze, who is regarded as the "favored concubine" by others, is in pain and happy at the moment. He eats delicious delicacies every day, and is given massages after writing. He lives a life of being "supported" by the domineering readers. However, no matter how fast he writes, he really wants to cry after typing 10,000 words a day.
He thought that the plot was all thought out in his mind, and it would be great if he could sit there and have an instrument to convert what was in his mind directly into words.
Lian Fang Rui also heard that his uncle brought someone home and locked her up in a "small dark room" and doted on her. His uncle had always been cold and abstinent, but this time it seemed that he had truly fallen in love.
Fang Rui was very curious about what kind of person could be so obsessed with such a terrible person like his uncle. He couldn't help but want to go back to the Fu family to stay for two days to see who this person was.
After Fang Rui returned to the Fu family and greeted his grandparents, he tentatively asked, "Grandpa, my uncle's leg was injured. Is he feeling better now?"
Ever since my uncle saw me and Xie Lanze quarreling in the backstage, he seemed very dissatisfied with him and personally scolded him twice. He is still very stubborn now. I don't know if my uncle has calmed down. I hope that when I see this "contemporary Daji" aunt later, she can say a few good words for me.
"Him?" When it comes to Fu Yunshen, Mr. Fu blew his beard and glared, "He is very good, he is always busy all day long." Mr. Fu wanted his son to go back to work. It would be great if Xie Lanze was his daughter-in-law, but his son spoiled her like this. What do you mean by spoiling? He spoiled his adopted brother and locked him up in the study room. It was so infuriating! Mr. Fu wanted to lock Fu Yunshen up as well.
It's a never-ending tangle... My uncle is amazing. He can still do this even after being injured in a car accident. Fang Rui said, "Where are my uncle and aunt now? I'll go see my uncle."
Old Master Fu tapped his crutches and said, "What little aunt? Maybe you'll have a little uncle soon!" Xie Lanze is a good kid. When Yun Shen's leg is healed in a while, it would be okay for him to ask the elders of the Xie family to come over and recognize her as his godparent.
Fang Rui was stunned. Oh, it’s a man, that’s normal.
After Fang Rui finished talking to the two elders, he followed the servants to look for Fu Yunshen and Xie Lanze outside the house.
There is a small lake on the side of the Fu family courtyard. The green lotus leaves in summer sway gently in the breeze. Among the green, there are scattered white lotus flowers. Xie Lanze is now in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
Fang Rui approached the pavilion and saw the face of the person on the bed. He felt as if he had been struck by a bolt from the blue! Xie, Xie Lanze? !
Xie Lanze is the "modern Daji" who has bewitched my uncle? !
The air was filled with elegant aromatherapy, with mist and fragrance lingering around. The music was light and soothing, like a slowly flowing stream. Xie Lanze lay on the bed, and two masseurs massaged his shoulders, neck, back and arms.
Hearing the footsteps, Xie Lanze, who had his eyes closed, had his long, raven-black eyelashes trembling. His narrow, phoenix eyes slowly opened with an elegant posture. The teardrop mole at the corner of his eye added to his charm.
Facing this person whom he had liked for many years, Fang Rui felt different at the moment. Xie Lanze was actually different from Xu Qingli's passionate and flamboyant personality. He was elegant and silent, like a young man from an ancient scroll. This was very consistent with the artistic conception of his name "Crossing the river to pick lotus, orchid marshes with many fragrant grasses". Why did he feel that he was unromantic, dull and old-fashioned?
Fang Rui even found it difficult to admit that Xie Lanze's temperament was indeed much better than Xu Qingli's.
Seeing the person coming, Xie Lanze sat up immediately, his eyes filled with anger: "It's you?!"
"Don't make a noise, you don't have time." Fu Yunshen was slowly pushed over by the nurse. He stated the facts from a distance, "You still have 5,000 words to write this afternoon."
Xie Lanze seemed to have been stabbed in the heart, and even forgot to perform a family ethics quarrel with Fang Rui. How tragic it is to have no time to quarrel...
Fang Rui was still shocked by the fact that Xie Lanze and his uncle were together, and he hadn't reacted yet. He was trembling in his heart and said, "Uncle, you..."
Fu Yunshen said to Xie Lanze: "After the massage, hurry up and continue."
Hands, shoulders, and necks are sore and need massages. When you are hungry, you need to eat something but the food is unpalatable and you can't eat it. These have become Xie Lanze's new excuses for slacking off. Fu Yunshen has always been strict with himself and his subordinates in terms of time management and schedule planning. The existence of Xie Lanze, the king of slacking off, is simply challenging his limits.
Then Fu Yunshen glanced at Fang Rui again and said, "Come with me, don't disturb him."
[Don't disturb my author from writing. Wu Ye, I'll help you connect hehehe. ]
Fang Rui hurried over to push Fu Yunshen's wheelchair and asked tentatively: "Uncle, is this person your new boyfriend..."
Fang Rui felt that with his uncle's character, he would definitely investigate the people who were close to him. Not to mention that on the night of the award ceremony, his uncle saw him and Xie Lanze quarreling, so he must know the relationship between him and Xie Lanze. How could his uncle be with Xie Lanze? Xie Lanze was his ex-boyfriend! This relationship was too scary.
Fang Rui pushed him to the corridor by the lake, and Fu Yunshen asked, "What do you think?"
Fang Rui was confused: "Is it...? No... No?" But how could it not be true since he was spoiled like this? Who else could enjoy this kind of treatment in front of his uncle? ! Grandpa even said that Xie Lanze was his future uncle.
Fang Rui trembled. How did he and Ali humiliate Xie Lanze? He didn't dare to think about it. He must not let Xie Lanze be with his uncle. Fang Rui said, "Uncle, he definitely has ulterior motives for getting close to you! I know him. Xie Lanze is a person of low character, particularly vicious, and very jealous..."
Moreover, Fang Rui both admired and feared Fu Yunshen. Although his uncle was only four years older than him, in his mind, his uncle was like a god. It was simply too condescending for him to be with Xie Lanze. How could Xie Lanze be worthy of his uncle?
Fu Yunshen frowned and interrupted, "Who taught you to deliberately slander others behind their backs?" After hearing this, he wanted to teach his eldest nephew a lesson even more. Isn't the original plot of this book about the nephew tricking his uncle?
"You'd better ask your elder sister to suspend your card."
"Uncle! I was wrong!" Fang Rui quickly admitted his mistake.
Fu Yunshen said: "It's time for you to make money on your own."
His tone was completely that of a concerned elder, but the content was somewhat unexpected: "Stay at home for a few days as a writing assistant. Mr. Xie will pay you the salary."
Fang Rui didn't understand what Fu Yunshen said, and was just confused: "What???"
Fu Yunshen asked, "Do you know Dostoyevsky's The Gambler?"
Fang Rui was a pure playboy, and he didn't understand: "Uncle, what driver's gambler are you talking about?"
Fu Yunshen said slowly: "Dostoyevsky's second wife Anna was a top student who graduated from a shorthand school. Her shorthand speed was even faster than Dostoyevsky's dictation. With Anna's help, Dostoyevsky completed the work "The Gambler" within a month.1"
"I heard that you are pretty good at playing games, and you're planning to open a club and play on your own?"
"It's just right. I'll be Mr. Xie Lanze's writing assistant and help him finish his "Swordsman" in one month."
"What???" Fang Rui was struck by lightning again. Why did his uncle make such a terrible request to him?
Fu Yunshen said calmly, "Go ahead. When "Swordsman" is completed, your card will be restored."
Fang Rui: “QAQ” Even if I’m just Xie Lanze’s ex-boyfriend, I know how slow he is at typing!!! Uncle, you’re trying to kill me!
【I believe Xie Lanze can write even faster. 】
【Master Wu, you are really a devil. 】
Xie Lanze got his typing machine as he wished - his scumbag ex-boyfriend Fang Rui.
The two of them were locked in a small dark room together. They didn't have time to quarrel at this time because they had to finish 5,000 words before they could go out. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.
Xie Lanze recalled that when he was seriously revising the script of "Black Dawn" at home, Fang Rui asked him to go to the bar, and he was impatient and told him to hurry up. Now the situation has changed, and Fang Rui has become the one who writes, and Xie Lanze is so happy.
Originally, Xie Lanze was very slow in writing his own articles, but now he doesn’t need to type it himself, but the scumbag gong types it for him in front of him, so of course he is being severely tortured! He types until his hands cramp!
Fang Rui thought Xie Lanze was a lazy person, but he didn't expect that he was so naive... Xie Lanze's speech speed was so fast, like an out-of-control machine gun. Xie Lanze urged from time to time: "Can you hurry up?"
Fang Rui was keen on games, and his typing speed was indeed very fast. He only needed to write down what Xie Lanze said, and he didn't need to use his brain, so he could remember it very quickly. But Xie Lanze spoke too fast, and his hands clattered on the keyboard, almost leaving afterimages.
Finally, by dinner time, the two of them had worked together seamlessly to complete 10,000 words. Fang Rui collapsed in his chair exhausted, while Xie Lanze drank a large glass of water thirstily.
And the overbearing reader Fu Yunshen received 15,000 updates today.
…
[I am so touched. I never thought that one day I would be able to see Shuanghua’s article on the list of diligent updaters. ]
[I personally proved how lazy you were in the past with my update. 】
[Fifteen thousand? ? ? Master Shuanghua’s hand speed is so terrifying! ! ! ]
[Shuanghua, why did you suddenly go crazy? But... I like it!!! Go crazy faster! Go crazy faster!!! (with a ferocious expression)]
[Ahhh! I never thought that I would have to praise Shuanghua for her update speed! Tears welled up in my eyes! ]
Xie Lanze felt refreshed. It turned out that writing was such an easy thing?
Oh, what's so great about 15,000? Is that enough to move you? I can add 20,000 tomorrow!
The author has something to say: I also want a typing machine with a speed of less than 1000 km/h QAQ
Fang Rui is not Xie Lanze’s CP, the nephew is just a tool to be slapped in the face!
Go away and continue typing...
Note 1: From "Nostalgia for St. Petersburg"
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