From the first day Fang Shan entered the Wei family, the fat boy and he had a grudge, and they couldn't stand each other.
In addition, Fang Shan twisted his body with every step before, so the fat boy's attention was naturally attracted, so it was normal that he didn't notice Wei Sushen.
After telling his own solution to the problem, the fat boy realized that Wei Sushen's expression did not improve. Instead, he looked at him with a deep gaze, which made Wei Supei feel cold in his heart.
"I heard that some universities now mail transcripts to your home."
The fat kid was struck by lightning: "Only, only a few cases, not including our school."
Wei Sushen: "According to the date, the results will be out in the next two days. I'll ask my parents to celebrate for you."
The little fat boy shook his head frantically. Since his home was nearby, he seldom returned to the dormitory on weekdays and often hung out at home. As a result, his parents had not yet realized that it was vacation time. Accordingly, the fact that the final exams were over was temporarily ignored.
This year, the little fat boy unsurprisingly hanged himself on the big tree of advanced mathematics.
"Brother, love me again." The little fleshy hand pulled Wei Sushen's sleeve and tried to open his eyes as wide as possible.
Wei Sushen touched his head affectionately: "Take care."
After saying that, he walked up the stairs slowly with his hands in his pockets. When he reached the stairs, he looked back with a cold and aggressive look in his eyes.
“…”
When I returned to the room, I looked up and met Fang Fangshan's eyes, which were filled with the same coldness and ridicule.
"I've told you so many times, the host must rise from being slapped in the face," Fang Shan folded his arms and squinted at him, "instead of being like a proud peacock trampling on weaklings."
Wei Sushen had a strange look on his face.
Fang Shan was heartbroken: "I am doing the system's work, and I also have to worry about the old mother's heart. Can the host understand my hard work?"
“…”
Wei Sushen, who had never been ridiculed by his parents since childhood, felt the so-called "education of love" doubly here with Fang Shan.
It was half an hour later when Fang Shan finished his sermon. It was the first time that Wei Sushen fell asleep while listening to someone speak.
Take a deep breath and prepare to go out.
Fang Shan raised an eyebrow: "Don't you want to be criticized after I say a few words to you?"
Wei Sushen couldn't help but curled his lips: "I'll go get you a glass of water."
Fang Shan shook the cup and it was indeed empty.
Wei Sushen did not go directly to pour water, but took the cup and walked to Wei Supei who was sulking.
"I'll give you a chance."
The little fat boy twitched his ears and came over docilely.
Wei Sushen: "Have you ever been called to the teacher's office and scolded?"
The little fat boy nodded, acting as if it was a matter of course.
Wei Sushen: "How long does it usually take to be educated?"
The little fat man cleared his throat and said with the tone of an experienced person: "No more than ten minutes."
Wei Sushen's eyes lit up.
Little Fatty: "When you're being lectured, you must look the person in the eye, letting him know that you've acknowledged your mistake, and nod gently every fifteen seconds."
Wei Sushen showed a bit of satisfaction on his face. It turned out that this silly brother knew a lot.
Before going upstairs, he patted the fat boy's shoulder and said, "Erudite."
The little fat boy was so happy with the praise that he forgot to ask him why he was interested in these things.
Fang Shan took a sip of water to moisten his throat, regained his strength, and continued to criticize.
Halfway through his words, he saw Wei Sushen looking into his eyes with a look of earnest humility.
Fang Shan was stunned: "Have you realized your mistake?"
Wei Sushen nodded slightly.
Fang Shan showed a row of small white teeth: "The boy is teachable."
One day after Wei Sushen came back, no tasks were issued.
In the afternoon, when he mentioned this to Fang Shan, the latter said nonchalantly, "That's right. The host should have a good rest for a few days."
Wei Sushen frowned: "Isn't it a waste of time?"
Fang Shan smiled and gently tapped his furrowed brow with his finger: "Don't treat life the same way you treat completing tasks."
Wei Sushen didn't think there was anything wrong with completing tasks. Even if there were no tasks, he would spend most of his time on official business.
Fang Shan said calmly, "You won't be able to relax for many days, so hurry up and enjoy yourself."
The harsh reality once again proved that Wei Sushen was not destined for a life of leisure. During dinner that night, Wei Ye mentioned that the company was going to hold a mid-year dinner and that there was an important event in two days that required Wei Sushen's attendance.
The mid-year party was originally supposed to be held in June, but that was the busiest time for the company, so it was delayed until now.
As he spoke, his eyes occasionally passed over Fang Shan, and he casually said, "The Wei family has quite a few empty houses outside. It's too crowded here, so you might consider moving there."
Fang Shan: "I want to wait."
Wei Ye frowned: "Waiting for what?"
Fang Shan moved her hips towards Wei Sushen: "Wait until the day he gives me a legitimate status."
The table was filled with silence.
Wei Ye was the first to break the silence and asked Aunt Zhang to bring some walnuts instead of the usual after-meal snack.
The little fat boy mustered up the courage to ask, "Will this cause indigestion?"
Walnuts and carrots were two things he found difficult to swallow.
Wei Ye said coldly, "Some people are like walnuts, you have to crack them before you eat them."
Fang Shan nodded calmly: "Remember to use money to hit it."
“…”
The little fat boy didn't dare to interrupt anymore and ate the walnuts silently.
Wei Ye was not as angry as imagined. A light flashed across his eyes, and it was hard to tell what emotion it was. However, the little fat man took a quick glance at him and couldn't help shivering.
"Since you are determined to be together, why not bring him along to the company dinner?" Jiang Meiling wiped the corner of her mouth gracefully, and her thoughts were equally unclear.
Wei Sushen pursed his lips, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by the vibration of his cell phone.
"Young Master Wei is extremely capable." After the call was connected, there was no greeting on the other end, and the tone was a bit sarcastic.
Wei Sushen said calmly: "I can't say Taotian, but I'm barely a bit better than you."
"Please explain to me, how did you convince Pei Yang to give up the cooperation with the Fang family?"
Wei Sushen: "Catering to his preferences."
After saying that, he hung up the phone, saw Jiang Meiling looking over here, and said, "Fang Can."
Jiang Meiling: "I heard Fang Can found an ancient painting. I thought cooperation with Pei Yang was a sure thing, but in the end, it was all in vain."
Wei Sushen: "He is too confident."
Jiang Meiling smiled and said, "I'm curious, what benefits did you give Pei Yang?"
Wei Sushen: "Treatment."
Jiang Meiling was puzzled.
Wei Sushen: "Infertility."
“…”
·
It was not yet the end of the year, and the party was not very large, just a dinner, so Wei Ye booked an entire floor of the hotel.
At present, most of the company's business has been handed over to Wei Sushen. As a leader, he is bound to go on stage and say a few words.
"So handsome." The new employee couldn't help but say.
"Now's a good time to take a closer look," the senior employee next to him said with a grin, "Boss Wei is the typical wealthy and cool type from TV dramas. Not only does he keep his mouth shut, he rarely shows up in public."
Wei Sushen glanced at the audience and spoke slowly, "Thanks to everyone's efforts in the first half of the year, the company has achieved good development..."
One minute passed, two minutes passed... a full five minutes, and there was no sign of stopping.
The new employee was surprised: "You don't talk much?"
The people at the same table looked surprised... Could it be that the president was kicked in the head by a donkey?
Wei Ye's expression in the audience was very ugly, and he winked at Wei Sushen... Get down.
Wei Sushen did not oppose him and just finished the job and left.
Facing everyone's puzzled gazes, Wei Sushen calmly sat down. Fang Shan asked softly, "Isn't this sudden feeling of attention Su Shuang?"
"generally."
At first, after being ignored for a long time, it did feel good to suddenly have someone pay attention to me, but before two minutes had passed, I started to feel a little annoyed.
Fang Shan shook his head: "The host is really hard to please."
Wei Sushen was thinking about something else: how to maximize the effectiveness of Puppetry. The modern world was different from the cultivation world. Without the power of energy stones, the puppets he created could only exert limited abilities.
Sometimes Fang Shan and Wei Sushen's telepathy could be described as uncanny. For example, now, seeing Wei Sushen lost in thought, he immediately said, "The puppet's role is greater than the host imagined, in some ways even greater than Shanshan's."
Wei Sushen felt the jar in his pocket move, and half of his body emerged, shaking with anger.
Fang Shan pinched its little head soothingly. From an outsider's perspective, it looked like he was putting his hand into Wei Sushen's pocket to keep warm.
Wei Ye's eyebrows jumped: "You two should restrain yourself."
Fang Shan knew the situation was not right, so he pulled his hand back, still speaking softly, "Puppets are just free labor."
Wei Sushen instantly understood what he was going to say. Puppets do not need rest, nor do they need wages. They can completely support a factory independently.
Fang Shan gritted his teeth, as if making a decision: "Except for Puppetry, I didn't get anything from the last mission, and I even wasted the props..."
"Props?"
Fang Shan concealed his guilty conscience: "I have to find a way to get my money back."
He let the cat out of the bag for a moment, and Wei Sushen thought about it casually and understood what he meant: "No wonder the History of Tianxuan Continent is almost becoming your own history."
Fang Shan's eyes rolled and he turned his attention to daily tasks.
Wei Sushen had returned to his aloof and reserved persona. Several people, thinking he was out of his mind, came over to toast him, wanting to say a few more words, but ended up being left in the dark. Halfway through the party, Wei Sushen found a random excuse to leave.
He was the same in previous years. Wei Ye would always ask people to stay with cold words, but today was an exception. He did not say a word to stop them.
Wei Sushen’s five-minute speech just now left a deep psychological shadow on people.
The air outside doesn't smell like rice, but it's very fresh.
Fang Shan stood beside the stone lions at the entrance and began to think: "The last daily task was related to Shanshan, this time it must be related to Puppetry."
Wei Sushen listened to what he said.
Fang Shan: "Try to guide the quest's direction. 'Puppetry' is best used for career development. If we can assign quests to this area, we can both gain points and build our career."
Wei Sushen couldn't help but laugh: "What do you think of my career now?"
Fang Shan showed a look of disdain: "You're still a long way from being number one in the world."
“…”
Fang Shan pursed his lips and continued, "Developing your career through missions is different from striving on your own. The missions themselves will provide you with certain conveniences." He paused, then added in an extremely serious tone, "That's what's called an opportunity."
Wei Sushen recalled that Pei Yang's wife happened to be in poor health, and the couple returned to China at this critical juncture. There was probably no such coincidence in the book.
Fang Shan: "The mission will create various opportunities for the host. All we need to do is take advantage of the situation."
Wei Sushen: "How to guide?"
Fang Shan patted his chest and said, "Host, please stay in the company as much as possible these days. I will go and deal with it."
Wei Sushen looked at him suspiciously.
Fang Shan said firmly, "Don't worry, my face is still worth a lot."
The task release system is soft-hearted and does not respond to hard tactics. Appropriate bribery may work.
In the next few days, Fang Shan and Wei Sushen were both very busy. One of them returned to his previous image of a workaholic president, while the other was busy dealing with other people.
A week later, on a sunny morning, Wei Sushen received a notification that the task had been assigned.
【Mission: The Rise of the Kingdom.
Note: You're lucky to have hands even more nimble than those of Lu Ban's descendants! "Puppetry" can handle all kinds of delicate crafts! Go and secretly build an underground kingdom of sex toys. The city's nights will be even more wonderful because of you.
Wei Sushen looked at the task and didn't speak for a long time.
Fang Shan took a deep breath and calmed himself down. "Looking beyond the surface to the essence, the profits in this area are outrageous."
Wei Sushen actually laughed softly, a laugh that made people tremble: "Is this what you call face?"
The scene of how Fang Shan confidently declared that his face was valuable is still vivid in my mind.
Fang Shan rationally analyzed the facts. "Most industries have already been monopolized. If you want greater profits, you must innovate. The host happens to have this ability and can produce any product." Finally, he added, "I swear, I will not steal your thunder this time."
“…”
The author has something to say: Fang Shan: Only a fool would try to steal the limelight.
Wei Sushen: Haha.
Wei Supei: Brother, it doesn’t matter if you suffer a loss now, you can make it up to me in the future under certain circumstances.
Wei Sushen: What is a specific occasion?
Little Fatty: For example...the bed.
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