While waiting at the traffic light, Wei Sushen turned his head to the side. Fang Shan sat calmly in the passenger seat, his lips slightly pursed. Suddenly, a strange thought crossed Wei Sushen's mind. He unexpectedly saw in this man a hint of the peaceful and tranquil life of old times.
Shocked by this thought, he tightened his grip on the steering wheel slightly. "Why don't you refute it?"
Fang Shan shook his head: "I'm trying to change my mindset."
Wei Sushen said calmly, "I suggest starting by forcing others to jump into the river."
"I won't jump into the river." Fang Shan made a promise, while lowering his head to search something on his phone.
Wei Sushen took a glance and it seemed to be a landscape photo of the mountains.
"I've already picked out a few temples," Fang Shan told him without hiding anything. "If you're ever unhappy, you can become a monk with me."
Wei Sushen felt his heart, already cold to begin with, now felt a chill as cold as ice. He secretly considered tricking Fang Shan into attending a stress-relief class.
It happened to be the time when people were getting off work. The road conditions were very bad. The car kept stopping and starting along the way and finally got stuck on the overpass.
Fang Shan looked at the sky outside which was gradually getting darker, closed his eyes and listened quietly to the radio.
At this moment, he displayed remarkable patience. Suddenly, his eyelashes trembled. "Just say whatever you want to say. There's no need to hold back."
Wei Sushen, who had absolutely no intention of chatting from the beginning to the end, said: "...you're overthinking it."
Fang Shan: "You don't have to hide from me."
Every move perfectly portrays the image of someone who clearly wants to speak but has to find an excuse to do so in others.
Wei Sushen sighed softly: "What do you want to talk about?"
Fang Shan didn't continue to argue, and asked: "Host, don't you have anything you are curious about?"
Wei Sushen's curiosity is really dull. He used to be annoyed by being asked all sorts of questions when he was with his host. But now that he has met someone who can take care of himself completely, Fang Shan finds it boring instead.
After a long pause, and judging that the traffic jam would last at least another twenty minutes, Wei Sushen finally responded: "If Chen Bingying has a system, does that mean she can also enter a different world?"
"Basically impossible." Fang Shan answered seriously, "There are no more than ten systems with this level of authority. As far as I know, those few would definitely look down on someone like Chen Bingying."
"reason."
"It's not popular," Fang Shan said seriously, "It's the same as fashion. White lotus hosts were popular a few years ago, but if you wear something like this now, you'll be laughed at for being unfashionable."
“…”
Fang Shan: "Chen Bingying's behavior seems to be targeting us everywhere. I guess the system bound to her has some old grudge against me."
Recalling the names of his enemies, which were so numerous that they could almost be published in a book, Wei Sushen's eyes shone with a deep luster.
"Now that someone has offered to slap you in the face," Fang Shan said, his hand touching Wei Sushen's cold one, "you should seize this opportunity and embrace the joy of passing."
It was already past nine o'clock when I returned to the Wei family. The fat boy's door was not closed. When I passed by, I vaguely heard him complaining about the excessive homework Chen Bingying left.
It was the first time Fang Shan heard him curse in such a tone, without repeating any words. Wei Sushen looked at the situation in the room and was completely sure that Chen Bingying and his brother had no chance of success.
Wei Sushen started working as soon as he entered the room. Fang Shan noticed that he was painting on a tablet and leaned over to join in.
A black tulip, its petals brimming with life, blooms passionately and unrestrainedly. Because of the black color, it is delicate but not gaudy, imbued with a unique, morbid beauty.
After exchanging a glance, Fang Shan immediately understood what he meant: "Badge?"
Wei Sushen nodded: "Demand is one aspect, and wealthy people prefer to spend money on high-end places."
Fang Shan's face was serious: "You are the first person I have ever seen who wants to be high-end in the sex toy business."
Wei Sushen made a few final revisions to the lines and finalized the painting: "I will hold a trade fair in a few days, and this painting will be printed on the invitation."
Fang Shan, who was always stingy, said generously, "The words on it should be gilded."
Wei Sushen curled the corners of his lips. The luxurious invitation was just the first step: "All invited people must wear masks."
Fang Shan raised his eyebrows: "Not a bad idea."
Firstly, it can protect privacy, and most importantly, it can create a sense of mystery.
After a moment's thought, he licked his lips and said, "Just make sure the exhibits are fresh."
Wei Sushen: "We already have a preliminary idea, and it won't take long to produce."
"Where's your sense of shame?" Fang Shan couldn't help but wanted to reach out and pinch his face, but Wei Sushen dodged him.
"Don't touch me."
Fang Shan's eyes narrowed in a smile. Although he was a cold-faced CEO, his words came out like a weak woman being bullied: "At first, I was worried that you couldn't accept this kind of task, but I didn't expect you to be able to do it so well."
"Business is business," Wei Sushen said slowly, "within the legal scope, there is no distinction between high and low."
Fang Shan was speechless: "Legal?"
It's not that he is discriminating, it's just that it's difficult to associate this word with Wei Sushen.
Wei Sushen said seriously, "Of course."
…
It has been raining continuously in recent days, and the whole city is soaked in mud.
Wei Sushen had already booked a cruise ship in advance so that he could better avoid outside prying eyes.
On the luxury cruise ship, even the waiters and waitresses were all wearing masks. Under the dazzling light of the crystal chandeliers, one could see many sexy women. Simply covering their faces was like unleashing the beast within these laughing men and women.
Zhao Shi and Wei Sushen sat in a relatively quiet corner, blowing kisses to several girls in uniform.
"You are really generous." Zhao Shi crossed his legs and rested his arms relaxedly on the back of the chair, confirming his reputation as a dandy.
Wei Sushen remained unmoved and poured a glass of red wine: "It's just a necessary investment in the early stages."
Zhao Shi sneered, "Among these people who came here, I'm afraid most of them will end up drowning in the Ecstasy Cave."
He can already foresee that the number of members will increase dramatically in the future.
"Scarcity makes things valuable." Wei Sushen said calmly, "It's enough to hold such an event once or twice a year."
Zhao Shichong raised his glass to him: "To the future."
As Wei Sushen raised his arm, Fang Shan's lips were already pressed against the wall of the cup. He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, savoring the mellow aroma with satisfaction: "Let me test it for you to see if it's poisonous."
Wei Sushen had a blank expression on his face, while Zhao Shi said with a smile, "You have quite a sense of humor."
Fang Shan was undoubtedly quite charming. This temptation was not only reflected in her appearance, but also in her perfect figure... thin but not weak, making people want to possess her at first sight.
Zhao Shi cleverly concluded that the reason why Wei Sushen fell in love with the other party was that he had eaten too much abalone and sea cucumber, and suddenly tasted spicy hot pot. Looking back at those light delicacies from land and sea, of course they had no taste.
Fang Shan looked around and tilted his head to ask, "How about we hold an auction to liven up the atmosphere?"
Wei Sushen glanced at Zhao Shi, who nodded in understanding: "I'll make the arrangements."
Zhao Shi personally presided over the auction. He was very good at stirring people's emotions. Looking at the bodies emitting desire in the audience, he discovered for the first time that doing this kind of business could actually bring fun.
The exciting music and the screams that came one after another constantly stimulated the nerves, and some items were bid up to sky-high prices.
This is not a formal auction house, everything is done on a whim. Some buyers who win exhibits will go on stage to show off, attracting kisses from beautiful women.
Although Fang Shan and Wei Sushen did not participate in almost the entire process, they were disturbed by the restless drum beats for two nights, and their steps were a little unsteady when they returned to land.
Taking out a mirror and taking a closer look, Fang Shan leaned against the wall and sighed, "Do we look like idiots who've indulged in excessive sexual activity?"
Wei Sushen nodded slightly. The key point was that his legs were weak, but he did nothing.
They both sighed at the same time, and unusually, they didn't mock each other. They supported each other as they walked towards the underground parking lot. From the back, they looked like an elderly couple on their deathbed.
Fang Shan got in first and sat directly in the back driver's seat: "My legs are weak."
The implication is that Wei Sushen should drive.
After staring at each other with wide eyes, they finally called Arthur to act as a driver and take them back.
It was too noisy on the cruise ship, and Wei Sushen's ears would echo from time to time. Zhao Shi called and seemed to be reporting on his performance happily, but he didn't hear a few words clearly.
Meanwhile, Chen Bingying hadn't seen Wei Sushen for a few days. One day, while tutoring Wei Supei, she couldn't help but ask, "Why haven't I seen your brother these past two days?"
"Look at what he's doing," the little fat boy, tormented by math, said with a frustrated look on his face, "Look at the questions!"
There was no sympathy for the girl in his tone.
Chen Bingying's expression remained unchanged, but her hands were clenched slightly in the dark.
It gets dark early every day when it rains, so Jiang Meiling came over and asked her to leave ten minutes earlier, worried that it would be unsafe if she was late.
The little fat boy was able to escape early and breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Meiling came over and rubbed his head: "I'll make you braised prawns tonight."
The little fat boy's eyes lit up instantly.
Wei Ye frowned after hearing this: "You've spoiled this child."
The little fat boy made a face, closed his textbook and suddenly said, "Let's change the tutor."
Jiang Meiling frowned: "Isn't she teaching well?"
Subconsciously, I felt that it was unlikely, so I specifically inquired privately before hiring her. Chen Bingying had excellent grades in school and also had substitute teaching experience.
The little fat man curled his lips: "He has bad intentions."
Jiang Meiling laughed: "Are you trying to say that she seduced you?"
Wei Ye chuckled softly, a rare occurrence: "That girl must have such poor taste."
Just as he was about to slam the table in anger, he met Wei Ye's gaze. The fat boy withdrew his arm awkwardly and told Wei Ye exactly what they had just said.
"She wasn't even angry when I said that to her. She must have other motives."
Jiang Meiling's eyes changed slightly: "Maybe you are too suspicious. He still owes a lot of foreign debts and needs this job."
"Then she should at least look aggrieved." The little fat man was uncharacteristically serious. "But she was smiling."
Jiang Meiling was slightly stunned.
The little fat man said coldly: "That kind of tolerant and generous attitude is disgusting to see."
"Watch your words." Wei Ye, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly spoke.
Although he scolded her, Wei Ye exchanged glances with Jiang Meiling in private. The latter nodded slightly and said to Wei Supei, who was puffing out his cheeks, "I'll take care of this matter."
The author has something to say: Little Fatty: Report! Enemy troops spotted ahead!
Wei Sushen: Ignore.
Jiang Meiling: Don’t panic.
Wei Ye: Discuss her!!!
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