Fang Shan's response was the sound of the door being ruthlessly locked.
"Naughty." Fang Shan said with a frivolous tone: "Here I come!"
"I've restocked the wine cabinet with a few more varieties." A neutral voice came from the bathroom. "You have one last chance before you kick me out."
There were hurried footsteps outside the door.
Wei Sushen sighed softly. Fortunately, this unreliable system was addicted to alcohol.
He had just put on his bathrobe when he changed his mind and didn't understand what he was feeling so thankful for. It was obvious that in Fang Shan's eyes, he was not as important as a bottle of wine.
When he went out, two of the three bottles of wine had been consumed.
Fang Shan was not particular about drinking and only picked the biggest bottles. When he saw Wei Sushen, he raised the bottle and said, "Hello, brothers. Have a bottle."
Wei Sushen walked up to him and said, "Spit it out."
Fang Shan tilted his head.
Wei Sushen sneered: "Don't play dumb, bottle cap."
With the previous experience as a lesson, he would never let Fang Shan hide the "murder weapon" again.
Fang Shan drank the other person's wine for free and was very polite, handing over all the bottle caps.
"Don't worry, I won't be defeated by two bottles of wine." Fang Shan stood up tremblingly, shook his head after failure, and woke up instantly.
He liked to sit cross-legged and look at Wei Sushen carefully. With his hair wet, the latter's edges seemed less sharp.
"It needs some adjustments," Fang Shan said. "You have a kind of cold and handsomeness about you that easily makes people afraid, which is not conducive to increasing your face-slapping value."
Wei Sushen slowly wiped the water droplets from the ends of his hair with a towel. He didn't seem to like using a hair dryer. At least Fang Shan didn't see him in the room.
"A person's temperament is difficult to change." Wei Sushen stood under the light for a long time, and it seemed that even his shadow was stereotyped.
Fang Shan found a white shirt and his only pair of jeans, then conjured up a pair of black frameless glasses like a magic trick: "Put them on and see."
Wei Sushen did not refuse.
The neutral lenses concealed his sharp eyes.
Fang Shan helped him tidy up his bangs and paired them with a white shirt that looked very youthful, which instantly diminished his aggressive aura.
However, the moment their eyes met, even the lenses could not block the brutality in Wei Sushen's eyes.
Fang Shan said helplessly: "Try to shift your gaze a little."
Wei Sushen avoided looking at each other.
Fang Shan snapped his fingers: "Yes, it's this pitiful little look."
Coupled with his resolute expression, it's hard not to want to bully him.
Wei Sushen took off his glasses and began to analyze the results of this monthly exam.
Fang Shan suddenly smiled: "You are very smart."
At this moment, the drunkenness in his eyes disappeared.
Among the hosts he brought with him, Wei Sushen was the most unkind, but also the most "obedient", which could save him a lot of unnecessary trouble.
The next day, Wei Sushen arrived at school in this outfit.
The young man in white clothes still had a trace of youthfulness on him. When he entered the campus, the girls passing by couldn't help but feel their hearts pounding.
However, in the eyes of the third shift, it was a different feeling.
The shy young man on the stage——
Who are you?
Wei Sushen adjusted his black-framed glasses and said after reading the grade analysis, "I've already said everything I need to say at the parents' meeting."
Wherever he looked, many students lowered their heads.
The student with the worst grades was a little slow to react and unfortunately met Wei Sushen's eyes... After confirming their eyes, he found that it was still the same cruel teacher.
"There are dark circles under my eyes," Wei Sushen nodded slightly, "Have you started studying hard?"
The student with the worst grades was in tears: "Studying makes me happy."
As soon as the parent-teacher meeting was over, he was severely scolded by his father, who said that if he failed to pass the final exam, he would be sent to an arranged marriage.
The students studied privately, and Wei Sushen only needed to serve as a deterrent. In other words, he didn't need to put in too much effort.
"Only one mission can be carried out at a time?"
"If the host is willing, I can help you brush up your face value."
Class 3 has undergone such a huge transformation recently that students from other classes felt that their experiences were even more exciting than any TV dramas they had seen.
The head of the group teaches, and the naughty kids are forced to become well-educated.
Even novels don’t dare to write like this.
Nine o'clock in the evening.
24-hour coffee shop.
Wei Sushen stood at the door: "Here?"
Fang Shan nodded and said regretfully, "It's a pity it's not a tavern."
Wei Sushen asked seriously, "Have you ever considered quitting drinking?"
Fang Shan was stunned where he was, unable to believe what he had just heard: "I've been so good to you, why are you trying to hurt me?"
Wei Sushen shook his head and gave up the theory.
Fang Shan's expression returned to seriousness. "It's not advisable to carry out tasks simultaneously, but you can seek benefits from other entry points. The mission of teaching and educating people is to allow you to cultivate your own power. As long as you follow this principle, the host can appropriately contact some outstanding talents."
Wei Sushen: "Playing a borderline ball?"
Fang Shan curled his lips and said, "I risked my life and flirted with the mission settlement system so many times. Do you think it was all in vain?"
He has summed up a lot of practical routines.
Wei Sushen narrowed his eyes: "Are there other systems?"
Fang Shan didn't want to discuss this topic, and instead focused his gaze on the job posting outside. "I've searched all the talent profiles in this city, and the owner of this cafe is the most valuable."
Wei Sushen glanced at the working hours on the recruitment notice: 7pm to midnight.
The boss was an ordinary middle-aged man. When Wei Sushen saw him for the first time, he was stunned: "He's still alive."
"know?"
Wei Sushen: "Not really."
The boss's real name was Milo. He was a computer genius, but his abilities got him into a lot of trouble. He later disappeared and was rumored to have drowned while swimming.
Wei Sushen once thought of recruiting him and asked Arthur to contact him privately, but the boss was a stubborn person.
The store is located in a remote area, and at this point there is only a couple chatting.
The boss thought it was another customer and looked up.
Wei Sushen walked to the bar, and thinking of Fang Shan's reminder, he shifted his gaze a little and lowered his voice deliberately: "I'm here to apply for a job."
The boss turned his gaze to look at him. Wei Sushen's temperament was very inconsistent with the soft light of the cafe, and he looked a bit gloomy.
However, they are recruiting employees, not talkative facades. In addition, he himself does not like interpersonal communication, so this kind of existence is what he wants.
After a brief introduction to the salary and benefits, Wei Sushen did not raise any additional conditions, which made him very satisfied.
The boss's gaze fell on Fang Shan, who waved his hands repeatedly: "I came here to accompany him."
The boss personally made two cups of coffee: "This is for you."
Fang Shan: "Is there any wine?"
“…”
Wei Sushen had a new part-time job during the day. Even without Fang Shan's request, he would have found a way to get close to Mi Luo. A group doesn't lack talent, but it lacks genius.
Wei Sushen and Milo gradually became familiar with each other. Fang Shan spent most of his time living in Wei Sushen's brain, and occasionally came out to get some fresh air. At night, when Wei Sushen was working, he would sit in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and drink some wine.
According to Fang Shan's description, Wei Sushen was not welcomed at home and he couldn't even have enough to eat.
"Can you imagine? His brother has been fed up like a fat boy, but he is so skinny."
Thin?
The boss looked at Wei Sushen, who was about 1.8 meters tall and had muscles that were enough to make girls scream, and walked aside silently.
The location of the cafe is not good, but the customer flow during the day is good. In the omnipotent Internet age, many returning customers leave positive reviews, attracting many young people who pursue romance.
weekend.
It started to rain heavily and the cafe suddenly became crowded. People who were taking shelter from the rain would order a cup of coffee to warm themselves up.
The store was almost full. When Wei Sushen arrived, the boss breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank God you came a little early."
He can no longer cope with it.
Wei Sushen changed into work clothes and helped to go online.
The weather was bad, and the young man was irritable. After waiting for a long time, he was inevitably in a bad mood. When Wei Sushen came over, he cursed a few times: "You waited fifteen minutes for a coffee. Do you know how much time I wasted?"
Wei Sushen said calmly: "Everyone's time is precious."
The implication is not to delay him from serving other guests.
The young man sneered: "A waiter is quite reasonable."
[Fang Shan: Here comes the one offering points. Hurry, I have ten ways to deal with it. Host, please seize the opportunity.]
Wei Sushen was extremely cooperative, acting according to the information conveyed by his brain. He straightened his back slightly, clenched his fists, and looked determined: "I can't be a waiter forever. I have my own dreams. I may be poor, but my ambition is not."
The young man snorted, but didn't say much.
[Fang Shan: I'll try to get my face on the news someday. If this young man happens to see it, it'll definitely be a slap in the face.]
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the guests' attention gradually focused on the downpour, and they fell into melancholy.
Sitting at the edge was a couple, the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful.
They just got off the plane this morning and didn't have time to go home. The husband accompanied his wife to visit her former teacher and encountered heavy rain on the way.
Although the man had a handsome face, he was a bit sinister and cruel, and it was obvious that he was not a easy person to get along with.
At this moment, he was slightly distracted: "That's... our son?"
The man suspected that he was hallucinating.
The beautiful woman sitting opposite frowned slightly: "No, it's your son."
There's no way she could have such a childish son.
Despite what she said, the beautiful woman still made a phone call: "Arthur, what has Su Shen been doing recently?"
Arthur didn't hide anything on the other end of the phone. Even if he did, his wife would find out quickly with her power: "Be a teacher."
“…”
"What else?"
"I heard there's a part-time waiter."
There was a strange glint in the beautiful woman's eyes. "Pick a time and have him go to Dr. Joseph for a checkup."
Arthur: "The boss took the initiative to go there a month ago."
“…”
After the call ended, the beautiful woman looked at the busy figures in the cafe. Although she was smiling, she gave people a very cold feeling. Finally, she turned her spearhead on her husband: "In half a month, let your son return to normal, or we will separate."
She had long been fed up with her husband's authoritarian parenting style, and now her son seemed to be showing signs of schizophrenia.
The man habitually rubbed his thumb and index finger back and forth, and his cold gaze swayed with Wei Sushen's figure.
After the rain stopped, the weather forecast said there would be strong winds in the evening, so the boss closed the shop early. Wei Sushen got off work before ten o'clock.
Usually at this time of year, the city center still had some life in it, but today only dim street lights remained.
At the corner ahead stood a tall man with a furrowed brow and a ruthlessness in his eyes, making him look more like a mercenary who had been walking on the edge of a knife for years.
"Resign and go back to the company tomorrow to do what you should do." The man gave the order without asking for the reason.
The relationship between father and son has remained the same for decades. Wei Sushen did not ask when the other party came back, but only said: "No one should think of becoming a stumbling block on the road to my dream."
After spending a long time with Fang Shan, such passionate and inspiring words can come out of my mouth without even thinking.
The man's eyebrows jumped fiercely: "Don't force me to take action."
Wei Sushen said calmly: "You can try."
After saying that, he walked out of the alley slowly with his hands in his pockets and hailed a taxi back.
[Fang Shan: Don't be sad, you poor unwelcome girl. I will love you.]
Wei Sushen has already summarized many of Fangshan's characteristics, for example, as long as it resides in the brain, it will have an overgrowth of "kindness".
[Fang Shan: Considering that the host's father may take action to suppress you at any time, it is recommended that you establish countermeasures in advance.]
"No need," Wei Sushen looked out the car window: "He doesn't even have the ability to get into the house tonight."
No matter how powerful you are in the business world, being dominated by your wife is enough to be fatal.
Sure enough, that night the poor 'old father' was locked out by his wife.
Wei Sushen's days passed uneventfully. With only half a month left until final exams, every student in Class 3 was working tirelessly to avoid bankruptcy, and their grades had improved significantly. In his spare time, he began to wonder what the bizarre world Fang Shan had described was really like.
That day, as soon as I walked into the coffee shop, I noticed a new figure in the store.
The boss smiled and introduced: "This is a new employee, taking over the cleaning work from Aunt Chen."
Wei Sushen's pupils suddenly shrank...
After the boss walked away, Wei Sushen said coldly: "Are you crazy?"
The man curled his lips and squinted his eyes to hide the fierceness in his eyes...
Wasn't he unwilling to listen to advice and return to the company? With his wife's pressure, he didn't dare to use his methods openly. Now we have to see who will be the first to give in.
The man held a rag in his left hand and a broom in his right hand, and he raised his finger provocatively at Wei Sushen:
Come on, let’s hurt each other.
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