The eternal best friends got drunk until dawn.
Wei Sushen didn't want to clean up the mess Fang Shan left behind after getting drunk, so the best way was to get drunk together.
In the dream, he was Yugong who moved the mountain. He was pressed so hard that he couldn't breathe. When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a chubby little face. Most of Fang Shan's body was pressed on his chest, and he seemed to be drooling.
The pink and tender child looks like he is going to be pampered.
Wei Sushen softened his heart a little and pushed lightly without using too much force... but couldn't push it?!
He obviously underestimated the weight of the little fat boy.
Fortunately, Fang Shan was awakened by the noise. He rubbed his eyes and got off Wei Sushen. He immediately regained his composure and calm work attitude. "Good morning, host."
"……good morning."
Also, you should lose weight.
The second half of the sentence was spoken in my heart.
Fang Shan moved his chubby fingers and said, "I just calculated, and today is the perfect time to go back."
Wei Sushen snorted and put on his clothes slowly. Although it was his first time to carry out a mission, he knew that he could leave after completing it. Normally, he could go back yesterday, but... he glanced at Fang Shan, who was a drunkard who made mistakes.
Fang Shan was completely oblivious, or rather, pretending not to know, and asked, "Do you want to go down and say hello to the 'family' here?"
Wei Sushen: "No need."
Since Fang Shan said that the world will automatically fill in the subsequent loopholes, some unnecessary things can be omitted.
Before leaving, Wei Sushen looked at the word that Mr. Xiao mentioned yesterday: empty.
Fang Shan stood beside him: "This word has a bit of Zen meaning. Right and wrong, success and failure are all empty in the end."
Wei Sushen said calmly: "There is another realm of emptiness, reaching the pinnacle."
Fang Shan extended his fist and touched his palm. "With me here, the host will become king in no time. You should know that every host I have taken care of, no matter what the outcome, will have their glorious moments of calling the shots."
While hearing the bold words, Wei Sushen was actually thinking seriously about whether he should go back and help his master repair his grave. According to the information he received last time, the man was hastily buried in the western suburbs without even a decent tombstone.
Looking at Fang Shan with pity, not knowing who to sympathize with, Wei Sushen took the initiative to open a bottle of wine: "Drink a sip, sober up."
Fang Shan took it with some disbelief, puzzled by the other party's attitude. Seeing that Wei Sushen had no intention of taking it back, he said with satisfaction: "I truly love the host and have no regrets."
After he finished half a bottle of wine, Wei Sushen asked, "If someone supplies you with good wine every day..."
Fang Shan waved his hand and said seriously, "Not betraying the host is my professional ethics."
Wei Sushen was not moved and asked again: "Let's move forward in time, for example, when we were looking for a host..."
Fang Shan said seriously, "Sometimes I can't control my feelings for someone else."
“…”
"Ahem," Fang Shan felt the need to defend himself: "There are many qualified hosts, and the system selects the most suitable one from among them, but occasional job-hopping is also possible."
The jar was not closed tightly, and Shanshan crawled out from it and ran straight towards Wei Sushen. However, halfway through, she saw the handsome guy on the calendar, turned around, crawled over and rubbed against him, then reluctantly returned to Wei Sushen.
Wei Sushen rubbed his brows after glancing at Fang Shan who was still holding the wine bottle tightly and a poisonous insect that was easily attracted by her beauty.
At this moment, Fang Shan put down his wine and said seriously, "Since we have already started cooperation, I will not abandon the host. This is basic professional ethics."
He looks like a gentleman with a righteous character, which is very moving.
Fang Shan said to himself, "It's normal for the host to feel insecure. Although I'm excellent, the host's qualifications are still acceptable. There's no need to belittle yourself."
"...You can go now." Wei Sushen interrupted his self-boasting and said expressionlessly.
Fang Shan smiled, clapped his hands, and muttered to himself like a little charlatan.
When I went back, I felt much more comfortable than when I came. I almost didn't feel light and out of control. In the blink of an eye, I was already in the familiar bedroom.
Birds were chirping outside the window, but the first sound he heard came from Fang Shan.
A light sigh contains complex emotions.
Wei Sushen couldn't figure out why he was lamenting the passing of time, so Fang Shan took the initiative to speak, "It's not perfect. The host should open his eyes and see the bare walls of his home, recall the glory of the mission world, feel the disparity, and be motivated to reach the pinnacle of life."
"Sorry," Wei Sushen said calmly, "I don't have that kind of bad taste."
Fang Shan's eyes blazed with anger: "You have no ambition! No wonder your slapping score is fifty-nine."
“…”
It's vacation now, and Wei Sushen will definitely quit his teaching job after school starts. Apart from his part-time job in a cafe in the evening, he has plenty of free time.
Fang Shan: "Start doing the daily tasks."
Wei Sushen frowned when he suddenly saw his face in the mirror, but quickly adjusted his mental state.
Fang Shan secretly thought it was boring and felt sorry that he didn't play the role of a psychologist. All the hosts in the past had to seek mental counseling after completing their missions.
After changing into his original clothes, Wei Sushen regained his elite image.
Fang Shan stood in front of him, and the two looked at each other for a long time. Wei Sushen took the initiative to speak: "You can change back."
Fang Shan's lips moved, and before he could make any move, Wei Sushen said, "Spell?"
After observing several times, I found that every time Fang Shan's appearance changed, he would deliberately lower his head, as if he didn't want me to hear what he was saying.
Fang Shan turned his head away and denied, "Host, please don't speculate based on childish plots in cartoons."
Wei Sushen: "Tell the truth, two bottles of wine."
Fang Shan: "Okay, it's the password."
After saying that, he calmly raised his right arm and said solemnly: "666, transform!"
As the last word fell, the long-lost image of the flirtatious little lover appeared.
Wei Sushen said nothing.
Fang Shan: "...Laugh if you want to."
Wei Sushen was quite kind and turned around with an expressionless face. If Fang Shan hadn't noticed that his shoulders were shaking slightly, he would have really believed that he was not being discriminated against.
When he turned around again, there was no sign of anything wrong. Wei Sushen said, "With the addition of light, it might be better."
Fang Shan sneered: "There are special effects, but I didn't show them all."
Wei Sushen coughed lightly and did not mention his sad story again.
Subconsciously, I regretted missing the moment when Fang Shan transformed. He has a very high sense of humor and sometimes he can watch a comedy without any emotion at all. I had been counting on that moment to laugh for the rest of my life.
Fang Shan seemed to have sensed what he was thinking. The playful smile in his eyes disappeared, and his gaze became sharp. The progress of his darkening had reached 50%.
Wei Sushen used alcohol to temporarily paralyze the other person, but this time when drinking, Fang Shan would glance at him quietly from time to time, with a hint of coldness in his smile.
If he continued to provoke him, he would really get angry. Wei Sushen knew his limits and never mentioned the transformation.
Fang Shan's tone was chilly, but he still spoke diligently, "Aside from the initial daily tasks, the rest will be more or less related to the quest world."
Wei Sushen: "Exorcise ghosts?"
Fang Shan shook his head: "There shouldn't be any ghosts in this world. The specific situation will depend on the assignment of the task issuing system."
Wei Supei was secretly playing games in his room, and when Wei Sushen passed by, he quickly covered his book with a book, pretending to be writing a paper. The servants in the house were cleaning in an orderly manner, and Wei Sushen's parents and an old friend met for tea.
Everything in the early morning is exceptionally beautiful, no different from usual.
However, for Wei Sushen, who had just returned from another world, he couldn't help but have the illusion that he was in another world.
The task was given when they were halfway through breakfast. The "beep" sound was particularly loud today. Wei Sushen's hand holding the chopsticks shook slightly, and the peas on them accidentally rolled to the side of the fat boy's bowl.
"Brother?" The little fat boy wondered, it turned out that his brother's hands also shook sometimes.
Wei Sushen pretended nothing had happened and said calmly, "Do you want me to help revise the paper?"
The little fat boy's mouth twitched, and he regretted speaking up.
Without paying attention to the task immediately, Wei Sushen hadn't been to the company for some days. He took a look around, signed a few important documents, and prepared to leave.
Arthur called him, "Boss."
Wei Sushen turned around. As a qualified subordinate, Arthur tried his best not to look at things he shouldn't look at... such as the seductive man following his boss.
"The Fang family has made new moves."
Arthur has strong business skills, and the problem that made him speak up must be a difficult one. Wei Sushen listened to him patiently.
"I heard that Pei Yang and his wife returned to China secretly, and the Fang family intends to win them over."
Pei Yang is of the same generation as Wei Sushen's father. He is considered a prominent figure, not only in his career but also in his marriage, which is talked about with great relish.
Pei Yang achieved fame at a young age, but he remained unmarried until he was nearly forty. Later, there were even rumors that he was attracted to men. Then, two years ago, he suddenly married his wife, who was only twenty-five. It wasn't an age-gap relationship, but given Pei Yang's usually serious demeanor, it was hard to fathom.
Wei Sushen remembered that when he was in high school, Pei Yang came to visit his home and talked about marriage with his father. Pei Yang only said four words: It is better to be single than to marry the wrong person.
Arthur had once heard his boss talk about this past event, and now it made him feel deeply moved: "I never thought he would be absent for twenty years."
Wei Sushen didn't pay much attention to Pei Yang's private life: "What benefits did the Fang family give?"
Pei Yang and the Fang family don't have much in common, so if the Fang family is willing to cooperate, they will probably spend a lot of money.
"Catering to her interests," Arthur said, "I heard Pei Yang's wife likes to collect antiques, and the Fang family seems willing to give her a painting as a gift."
If it is a famous painting or calligraphy passed down from a long time ago, it is priceless.
Wei Sushen nodded: "I understand."
Arthur breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that what his boss said meant there must be a way to stop it.
Fang Shan had caused a huge sensation when he entered the company. He didn't want to be observed like a monkey and stay quietly in Wei Sushen's office.
After they finished their discussion, Fang Shan got up from his office chair and left with Wei Sushen.
Arthur was very tactful and used the excuse of exercise to take the stairs.
There was a lot of space in the elevator, but Fang Shan leaned against Wei Sushen. One was extremely coquettish, and the other was dressed in a suit. If you didn't know better, you would think it was a modern Mary Sue drama.
"How is the host going to deal with it?"
Wei Sushen: "Let my dad come forward."
"..." Fang Shan was stunned for a moment: "Don't you want to solve it on your own?"
Wei Sushen glanced at him calmly: "My father owns 10% more of the company's shares than I do. Why should I contribute?"
While Fang Shan was working hard to repair his shattered worldview, Wei Sushen began to study the mission.
[Mission: To save the world.]
Note: You, who are constantly striving for self-improvement, already possess a Gu worm. Please quickly obtain the title of "Miraculous Healer" and heal someone in need.]
After reading it, Wei Sushen looked at him with a penetrating look. This task was too simple, so simple that something was wrong.
With Shanshan around, it can be said that it can be completed without any effort. If it is too easy, it will make people feel that there is a trap.
Looking at Fang Shan again, with a helpless expression on his face, Wei Sushen was completely certain that things were not as simple as they seemed on the surface.
Fang Shan first raised a question: "What is the meaning of life?"
Wei Sushen: “A lot.”
The smile on Fang Shan's face disappeared: "The host is not a god. He cannot easily change a person's life or death. Life has its own trajectory."
Shanshan crawled out of the jar, shaking his head, as if he was dissatisfied with this statement.
Fang Shan ignored it. "It's like if someone has a terminal illness, and the host can use a Gu worm to save them. The Gu worm's ability is limited, so whether it can cure the disease is another matter. But if it does, you've changed the course of events."
Wei Sushen: "What will happen then?"
"Not necessarily," Fang Shan said, "but the host is likely to be labeled as having too much influence and be eliminated from the world."
The King of Hell makes people die at three o'clock in the morning, and you insist on making them reborn at five o'clock. Aren't you going against the world?
Wei Sushen was not surprised, but felt it was reasonable. If he could use this ability at will, wouldn't he be almost a god?
Fang Shan tried to calm the raging Gu worm: "Our Shanshan is still very useful. There's no need to worry about treating common injuries. Just be moderate."
As expected, the insect became docile again, rubbing against his palm and refusing to leave.
Fang Shan: "To earn the title of 'miracle healer,' there are two ways. One is to bring the dead back to life; the other is to quietly practice medicine for decades, curing minor illnesses and achieving a qualitative change through quantitative improvement."
Wei Sushen: "Doesn't resurrection go against the trajectory you mentioned?"
Fang Shan smiled and said, "So, this mission itself is contradictory."
Seeing the little smugness hidden in his mysterious expression, Wei Sushen suddenly understood something: "You have a loophole to exploit."
Fang Shan said righteously: "No."
The implication is that there will definitely not be any backdoors this time.
Wei Sushen guessed that he was still holding a grudge about what happened in the morning, and tried to pull the system back from the brink of darkness.
"The sherry we ordered earlier is almost here."
Fang Shan resisted the temptation and passively slacked off: "I suggest the host choose the second path."
When Fang Shan thought about Wei Sushen, who was in his seventies and eighties and still had to work hard to treat patients, he felt happier than drinking.
Wei Sushen acted like a businessman: "Conditions."
Fang Shan didn't refuse immediately. After careful consideration, he said, "I want to see you wearing women's clothes."
Upon hearing this, Wei Sushen narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his lips was brighter than spring sunshine.
Fang Shan's smugness was half suppressed... This seemed to be a sign of his evil transformation.
After assessing their respective strengths after their transformation into evil, Fang Shan changed his request: "Call me Master."
"Master?" Wei Sushen used this word with a mocking tone, and his eyes gradually revealed a dangerous signal.
Fang Shan thought he was calling her out of submission, so she started to chuckle, her laughter changing from that of an old hen to that of a pig, which instantly eliminated the coldness in Wei Sushen's heart, who was originally in a dark state.
There is no way, anyone who hears such laughter will be speechless.
Fang Shan was like a lunatic, laughing all the way from the company to the underground garage under the puzzled gazes of countless people, and finally he couldn't straighten his back.
"Help me, help me." He covered his stomach in a state of extreme joy.
Wei Sushen crossed his arms and said indifferently, "Sprained your ankle?"
Fang Shan groaned a few times, ignoring his sarcastic remarks: "Help me, my stomach is cramping from laughing."
Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Wei Sushen gave him a hand and said unhappily, "Get in the car."
Fang Shan stood there motionless.
Wei Sushen frowned: "Are you sure you want to get angry here?"
Fang Shan said dejectedly, "My legs are numb from laughing, numb and weak."
“…”
Wei Sushen carried him into the car with a dark face and slammed the door shut. Fang Shan knew he was in the wrong, so he fastened his seat belt obediently like a quail.
After this episode, Wei Sushen's expression was not very good all the way. After almost speeding, he turned and stopped in the park.
Some scenes have healing properties in them, such as benches, trees, and old men playing chess, which make people unable to help but slow down the pace of life.
Wei Sushen and Fang Shan got out of the car and walked, their attitudes finally not as cold as before.
Fang Shan took the opportunity to stroke his hair: "Leave the mission to me."
While he was still talking, Wei Sushen pointed to a bench, and Fang Shan sat down. The two of them chatted like ordinary friends. Because of his outstanding appearance, passers-by would cast more glances at him.
Fang Shan: "Based on my years of work experience, there are indeed loopholes. Bah, there are shortcuts."
"Get to the point."
Fang Shan sat up straight and said in a businesslike tone, "Let me know about infertility."
“…”
Without paying attention to Wei Sushen's expression, Fang Shan said, "To some extent, this can be considered as creating life, and in many cases, it can also make a family happier. Not only will it not arouse the world's fear, it may even bring you merit."
From the moment he opened his mouth to speak the first word, Wei Sushen's breathing began to stagnate.
Fang Shan was so immersed in his work that he ignored her and rolled up his sleeves, saying enthusiastically, "Go! The future gynecologist!"
“…”
Birds are singing, flowers are blooming, the wind blows through the treetops, but no human voice is heard.
The excessive silence made Fang Shan turn his head away: "Why is the host silent?"
Wei Sushen's expression was no longer discernible, and his voice was terribly low: "Try another way."
Fang Shan spread his hands, indicating that he really could do nothing.
Wei Sushen suddenly missed his job of teaching and educating people.
Fang Shan: "I've already told the host to carefully consider the items he brings back. This mission is clearly aimed at the Gu worms."
Living things are more likely to cause trouble than dead things and will be judged as an invasion, which will inevitably lead to difficulties in the mission.
Wei Sushen asked seriously, "Is it too late to send it back now?"
Shanshan crawled out of the jar again, curled up into a ball, and looked aggrieved.
Fang Shan poked the softest part in the middle: "He was just joking."
Gu Chong was obsessed with the charm of the coquettish young lover. All his grievances disappeared in an instant, and he was completely mesmerized by Fang Shan's gentle tone.
Wei Sushen packed the insect and stuffed it upside down into his pocket. It would probably be difficult for it to crawl out in a short time.
Fang Shan: "That's the nature of the Gu worm. Do you think a big rooster is better now?"
Wei Sushen stood up and said, "Let's go back."
Fang Shan felt reluctant and took his hand: "Host, don't be sad, you still have me."
Seeing that Wei Sushen did not respond, he added: "We will be good friends for the rest of our lives."
“…”
This is the saddest thing.
·
In addition to potential, human adaptability is also beyond imagination.
Wei Sushen didn't say a word while driving, and he looked very calm when he arrived at the villa.
"I'll ask Arthur to find someone who's qualified, and we'll start the secret treatment in a couple of days."
Fang Shan shook his finger: "Since we need to treat it, we must choose the most suitable one. I will search the whole city."
After saying that, he quietly reminded: "It's enough to take this shortcut once. Taking it too many times might have the opposite effect."
Wei Sushen's expression was stern: "You worry too much."
There will definitely not be a second time.
Fang Shan quickly selected a candidate: Li Youxian, 27 years old, who had been married for two years without children.
Wei Sushen felt that the name sounded somewhat familiar.
Fang Shan: "Her husband's name is Pei Yang."
Wei Sushen raised his eyebrows: "What a coincidence?"
Fang Shan snapped his fingers. "There's always a providence in the universe. When assigning tasks, they must be related to the host, so that they can collect slap points."
With his proposal, Wei Sushen quickly made a plan.
As soon as Wei Ye and his wife entered the door, they saw their eldest son sitting on the sofa, watching TV absent-mindedly.
"The sun rose from the west today?" Wei Ye's tone was a little sarcastic, and he deliberately glanced out the window.
Jiang Meiling nudged him lightly with her arm: "Be serious."
No one knows a child better than his mother. Jiang Meiling saw that Wei Sushen was busy and asked, "Are you waiting for us?"
Wei Sushen nodded and glanced at Wei Ye in front of her: "Pei Yang has returned to China, and the Fang family is trying to win him over."
Wei Ye teased: "You want me to come forward?"
"This is a company matter, I will naturally take care of it," Wei Sushen said, "You just need to help introduce him."
Wei Ye didn't answer immediately. He stared at him suspiciously for a long time, then said to the servant, "Bring me a thermometer."
How could he not understand his own son's personality? Given Wei Sushen's way of dealing with people, he would normally not bother to let himself come forward to negotiate with Pei Yang.
Jiang Meiling frowned: "What are you doing with the thermometer?"
Wei Ye said softly, "Your son is seriously ill."
Jiang Meiling smiled softly and pointed in the direction of the door: "Go out."
Wei Ye explained: "Think about it carefully, if he encounters trouble, can he take the initiative to fight it?"
Jiang Meiling subconsciously looked at Wei Sushen, who showed no remorse at all: "As a member of the company, I have an obligation to solve the problem through my own efforts."
Jiang Meiling is pleased that her son is becoming more and more sensible.
Wei Ye: "You believe this kind of nonsense?!"
Jiang Meiling's good mood disappeared, and she took the initiative to open the door and let Wei Ye leave.
As a competent henpecked husband, Wei Ye glared at Wei Sushen and said a few nice words, and Jiang Meiling's expression gradually improved.
To escape the fate of being kicked out, Wei Ye said unhappily, "There will be an opening ceremony in a couple of days. You and I will attend it together."
After getting a response, Wei Sushen went straight upstairs.
Wei Ye frowned: "Something's wrong."
Jiang Meiling: "It's a good thing for children to be willing to contribute when they grow up."
Wei Ye: "Honestly, do you really believe it?"
Jiang Meiling sighed, "He is your son, you should always think positively."
Wei Ye really wanted to refute, because just because he was his own child, he knew that he must be a mean person at heart.
On the day of the opening ceremony, Wei Sushen took Fang Shan out together. When Wei Ye saw Fang Shan, he didn't know what he was thinking.
"You are quite blatant." After a long while, he spoke slowly.
Wei Sushen still did his own thing, and as for Fang Shan... he twisted his body every three steps, which made Wei Ye's eyelids twitch. No matter how he thought about it, this was not the type Wei Sushen liked.
Jiang Meiling never showed any hostility towards Fang Shan. Admittedly, she disliked Fang Shan. She had no affection for a man who was hanging out with her son. But she said nothing and turned a blind eye.
The fat boy was also present today. His suit hid his fat flesh and he looked very energetic, completely different from his usual sloppy fat boy image.
Seeing Jiang Meiling's attitude towards Fang Shan, he gasped. It turned out that in this family, the mother was the most powerful.
If it were an ordinary person, facing Jiang Meiling who showed no emotion at the moment, he would at least be scared. However, Fang Shan liked this kind of Shura field the most. He twisted his waist even more happily and cast a coquettish glance at Wei Sushen from time to time.
The flames of passion were blazing everywhere. The little fat boy shrank his body and tried to stay away as far as possible for fear of being burned.
Wei Ye saw it from the rearview mirror, turned around and gave Wei Sushen a wink... which made him feel uncomfortable.
Wei Sushen frowned and looked at Fang Shan: "Sit up straight, don't be like a tumbler."
Fang Shan swayed left and right: "Can't you see the slender waist?"
You know what, her waist seemed to be really soft, and it was shaking very rhythmically.
…
The car drove very fast and finally stopped in front of a theater.
This is a new theater built in the city this year. It took two years to build and cost a lot of money. In the future, it will definitely become a more representative building in the city.
Today was the theater's first official opening, and despite its somewhat remote location, it still attracted many people. There were countless luxury cars at the entrance, and some were fans of celebrities. I heard that nationally renowned hosts and singers would be arriving soon.
There were quite a few handsome men and beautiful women, and the atmosphere became lively from the outside, but not much attention was paid to Wei Sushen and Fang Shan.
As soon as Wei Ye got out of the car, he ran into an old friend from the business world. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the latter suddenly said, "Pei Yang is here."
It’s interesting to say that Pei Yang used to be successful and famous, and was the focus wherever he went, but now when people see him, they will definitely pay more attention to his wife.
Everyone has a gossipy heart.
Fang Shan also took a look. Li Youxian was not particularly beautiful, but she had a kind of classical beauty. As her name suggested, she had a quiet temperament.
"Mr. Pei, long time no see." Wei Ye took the initiative to greet him.
Pei Yang also showed great respect to Wei Ye, and the two shook hands in a friendly manner.
Wei Ye pointed to the side: "My son."
Pei Yang looked at the two brothers standing side by side, one tall and one short, one handsome and sharp, the other naive and cute, and couldn't help laughing.
Wei Ye sighed. The contrast between his two sons was huge. If it weren't for their similar eyebrows and eyes, most people would definitely not believe that they were brothers.
They naturally exchanged contact information. Pei Yang and Wei Ye were good friends, so he chatted with the two juniors for a few more words.
Li Youxian and Wei Sushen beside him were of similar age, and the young people could talk to each other. Of course, some of this was due to Wei Sushen's deliberate intention, and in the end they even added each other on WeChat.
The theater is large and everyone sits in their own seat.
The host was very talented and his witty remarks made everyone laugh. Wei Sushen was the only one who had no reaction from beginning to end. In his opinion, it was not even one percent as funny as when Fang Shan shouted "transformation".
The organizers also arranged a drama, the classic "Romeo and Juliet".
When the hero and heroine parted ways on stage, the lights suddenly dimmed.
Others were moved to tears, while Wei Sushen and Fang Shan were sleepy. The former had a blank expression on his face, while the latter looked listless.
The little fat boy saw this scene, and a word emerged in his mind: perfect match!
The lights inside were bright, and I didn't notice the time passing. When I walked out, I found that the sky was already full of stars.
Many people were still greeting each other at the door. Pei Yang had just returned. Many people came to talk to him, but he left first because his wife was not feeling well.
"Are you feeling better?" The car was very quiet, completely cut off from the hustle and bustle outside.
Li Youxian nodded and looked out the window. Her physical condition was fine, but it was more of a psychological issue. She had never liked being in crowded places since she was a child.
Pei Yang drove here himself, and since there were no outsiders around, Li Youxian was more relaxed. She leaned to one side and started browsing her phone.
The road conditions were not very good and the car was stuck in traffic. Li Youxian suddenly laughed out loud.
Pei Yang rarely heard her laugh so heartily, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"
Li Youxian showed him her phone. Pei Yang glanced at it and saw nothing special. It was just an ordinary circle of friends, with some people showing off their food and others advertising.
Her slender fingers pointed at one spot: "Look at this one."
Pei Yang then realized that it was Wei Sushen who posted on WeChat Moments, and that it was only two minutes ago. As for the content—
"Exclusive broadcast of methods to remove dampness, replenish Yang Qi, replenish deficiency and stop losses!"
Pei Yang was stunned. He really couldn't connect this circle of friends with Wei Sushen's cold face.
Li Youxian found it funny, but soon revealed a helpless expression when she discovered that her circle of friends had been forcibly flooded with messages.
How much can you tell about the abnormalities in the vital points?
《Sharing the secrets of getting a degree! 》
…
Not to mention Li Youxian, Wei Ye and Jiang Meiling, who were already lying in bed that night, were also shocked. The fat boy rushed to Wei Sushen's room at a rapid speed: "Brother, your WeChat account has been stolen!"
At that time, Wei Sushen was reposting an article entitled "Traditional Chinese Medicine Health Preservation Methods". When Wei Supei ran over, he just saw him press the publish button.
"Brother..." the little fat boy trembled, "Don't scare me."
Wei Sushen said calmly: "This is a dream."
The little fat boy asked foolishly: "Am I dreaming?"
Wei Sushen: "Turn left, go back to your room, and don't open your eyes again."
The fat boy walked out in a daze. Wei Sushen locked the door and looked at Fang Shan, who was laughing secretly with his hands covering his mouth. He asked, "Is it very interesting?"
Fang Shan nodded: "It's amazing that you can think of that."
Wei Sushen is not a doctor, and approaching Li Youxian to ask for treatment would definitely arouse suspicion. However, using this method to attract the other party's attention made Fang Shan burst into laughter.
"Are you sure this method works?" Fang Shan laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back, and crawled towards the bed like a worm.
Wei Sushen remained calm throughout: "It works."
This was just a transition, and while it was amusing, it wasn't too abrupt. Seeing the timing was about right, Wei Sushen posted again: "Shocking! Seven years of infertility cured with just this method."
On the other side of the city, Li Youxian originally went to watch it as a joke, but when she saw this, her heart skipped a beat.
She knew very well that the article must be a hoax, but not having children had always been a thorn in her heart. No matter how many times she checked, the doctor always gave the same answer: there was no major physical problem, but her constitution was too weak to make it easy for her to get pregnant.
Li Youxian got pregnant once when she first got married, but unfortunately she had a miscarriage and there has been no news of her child until now. Even though Pei Yang said he didn't care, she still couldn't get over this hurdle and subconsciously clicked on the link.
The article was ridiculously simple: Ms. Zhao, who lives in Liyushan, had been married for seven years and had no children. Earlier this spring, she met Dr. Fang, who used secret ancestral healing methods to quickly help Ms. Zhao recover. At the end of the article, there was only Dr. Fang's phone number.
Li Youxian shook her head, thinking that it was too careless to cheat and at least write a few more words.
However, when I logged out, I found that Wei Sushen had actually liked the post and commented: It's very effective, my friend is the one who liked it.
If the person who sent it was not Wei Sushen, Li Youxian would have thought it was a sockpuppet.
I couldn't help but look through his previous Moments, but unfortunately it was set to be visible for only three days.
When Pei Yang came out of the shower, he saw his young wife hugging a pillow in a daze.
"What kind of person is Wei Sushen?"
Pei Yang laughed: "I'd be jealous if you asked about other men's information."
Anyway, I still told her: "A very motivated young man."
Li Youxian shook her head: "I want to hear the truth."
Pei Yang: "He's very cunning. When I was his age, there were some tricks I couldn't use."
Li Youxian showed him the dynamic message just now. Pei Yang frowned: "The account has been hacked."
Li Youxian's eyes flickered: "Why don't you go and ask?"
Pei Yang sighed, knowing that she was still sad about the child, so he called Wei Sushen in front of her.
"Hello." The cold voice made it impossible to connect with the person who posted that message on WeChat Moments.
"I'm Pei Yang."
Wei Sushen: "I know."
Pei Yang coughed and said, "I'd like to know more about the circle of friends you posted earlier."
Wei Sushen: "Which one?"
Thinking of that series of terrifying Moments, Pei Yang said, "The last one."
Wei Sushen: "Really, but I heard it's hard to get a spot."
Pei Yang clicked on the circle of friends and saw that it was hard to believe its authenticity. Looking at his wife's hopeful eyes, he sighed and said, "Is there any way to help me contact them?"
Wei Sushen: "I'll give you a reply tomorrow."
Both of them are straightforward people, and they hung up the phone one after another after reaching an agreement.
Fang Shan tilted his head and squinted at him: "Is the fish hooked?"
Wei Sushen nodded.
Fang Shan patted his chest and said, "I'll leave it to the great Doctor Fang."
Wei Sushen called out, "Great Doctor Fang."
Fang Shan was overjoyed when he heard this.
Wei Sushen: "Please tell me the harm of drinking at night."
"...It's not alcohol." Fang Shan shook the can in his hand: "Fruit beer."
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Instead of going to work, Wei Sushen asked for two days off. The cafe owner was very accommodating and let him rest more.
Fang Shan thought of something and smiled: "It's a waste of talent."
Wei Sushen: "I have asked Arthur to contact the boss privately, but there has been no response yet."
For a computer genius, opening a cafe does not seem to be a good use of his talent.
Fang Shan: "If that doesn't work, then appeal to their emotions and have your assistant start whispering in their ear."
“…Company employees did not sign an indenture.”
It was not until the evening of the next day that Wei Sushen responded to Pei Yang, and the meeting place he chose was very secluded.
Wei Ye went to work at the cafe as usual. Not seeing Wei Sushen, he frowned: "Where is he?"
The boss was impressed by the way the father and son got along: "I'm taking a leave of absence."
"Ask for leave?"
The boss nodded. "I originally thought he was feeling unwell, but he called this morning and said he'd taken on another private job, so his schedule conflicted."
A crack appeared on Wei Ye's icy face. Since when did his eldest son, who used to have no worries about food and clothing, suddenly fall madly in love with working?
The boss said as he made coffee: "Young people nowadays are so hardworking. I have never seen anyone so diligent."
His words revealed shame. When he was at his age, he stayed indoors and dealt with computers all day long.
Wei Ye did not feel the pride that his son felt after being praised. Instead, he felt a slight headache. President, teacher, waiter... What kind of job is Wei Sushen doing this time?
At the same time, outside a shabby house, Wei Sushen wrote a poster according to Fang Shan's request: No need to pay a fortune to have a child, only 998 yuan. You won't be cheated, and no refunds will be given if you don't agree! Come if you dare!
Fang Shan handed over a small speaker and said, "Just record some more and it'll be perfect. And give us a 20% discount on everything in our store."
Wei Sushen looked at him coldly.
Fang Shan shrank his neck. "It's the tone of the clearance announcements at those little shops out there. It's so inspiring."
Wei Sushen continued to watch quietly without saying a word.
Fang Shan put his hands behind his back, hid the small speaker, and stopped testing the edge of death.
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