Chapter 102
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The shaking range is too big, Ying Zijin stops.
She took off her earphone and said, "well, what's the matter?"
"Look, look there!" Xiuyu was very excited, "right front, look!"
Ying Zijin presses a head, followed the direction that she says to see past.
It's a big screen, on which Qingzhi often broadcast the award-winning and punishment students.
But at this time, there was a picture of a person.
A young man in a blue suit, about twenty-four years old.
There is name and brief introduction beside, but Ying Zijin did not see.
Nothing special. She's not interested.
"Ah, ah, ah!" Xiuyu is still crazy, "shangyaozhi, shangyaozhi is coming to our school! Ah, I'm dead
Ying Zijin raised her hand and pressed Xiuyu to prevent her from fainting: "well, who?"
"Shang Yao! The youngest movie king in the entertainment industry Xiuyu was a little surprised, "Ying dad, don't you play Weibo? You don't know him? "
Ying Zijin is a little silent.
On Weibo, she is more likely to watch live food and recipes, or pet bloggers.
By the way, add forwarding amount to the video edited by Mr. Zhong.
"Wow, no, no, Ying dad, I want to give you Amway my idol." Xiuyu pointed to the big screen, "Shang Yaozhi, 24 years old, started his career for seven years, and won the Golden Flower award last year."
"After 95, he is the only one to get the throne of movie king, isn't he very powerful?"
Ying Zijin has never touched these, should a: "is quite fierce."
"I didn't expect that he would come to our school to give a speech. The headmaster has been so busy recently." Xiuyu suddenly patted his forehead. "I forgot that he graduated from our school's art class, and later he was promoted to the Imperial Capital Theater Academy."
Forget it. She took back the compliment.
"I haven't seen him before when I was in the imperial capital." Xiuyu said, "father Ying, let's go to the lecture together, and I'll help you get tickets."
Ying Son Jin's facial expression was dun dun, still took back the words that she didn't want to go.
Anyway, the lecture can also sleep, but no pillow is uncomfortable.
Xiuyu was elated: "father Ying, you certainly don't know that Shang Yaozhi is actually a star of Sanqi. There will be a play of him this summer vacation. I must catch up with him."
Sanqi stars refer to those who have dabbled in the film circle, TV series circle and music circle.
Hearing this, Ying Zijin took a look at the big screen.
Not as good-looking as Fu Yun.
Forget it. Don't look.
**
Fu's old house.
Master Fu's health has improved a lot recently. He won't be in a coma often.
But because the toxin is not clear, there are still many hidden dangers.
When Ying Zijin was treating master Fu, he was sleeping, and he didn't know how to treat him.
Fu Yunshen's original intention is to hide from Mr. Fu that he should not worry too much
the 15th day of every month is the day for the Fu family to get together.
On this day, even if it is no longer on the surface, we must go back to the old house to have dinner with Mr. Fu.
Although Mr. Fu is not in good health, he still has a lot of shares and several major industries of Fu group.
This makes some people who want to move, even if they want to, they can only make small moves in the dark, and they have to be self-contained in the face.
Mr. Fu has four sons in all. He has ten brothers and sisters in his generation.
This does not count the family members of his brothers.
So every month's family gathering, Fu's old house will gather dozens of people.
Fu Mingcheng doesn't like family gatherings very much, because every time other rooms come to Fu's old house, they will pull him to ask questions about things, without flattery and flattery.
But he was the eldest son of master Fu, and he had to entertain these people.
"Mingcheng, your sons are really promising one by one." Speaking of a lady with envious tone, "I heard that Yi Han has set up a company of his own. It's not small. It's said that he's connected with the big family of the imperial capital?"
Fu Yihan is the eldest son of Fu Mingcheng and the eldest grandson of Fu family.
Fu Mingcheng was very impatient, but he couldn't say it.
But praise Fu Yihan, let him very useful, just light nod: "over praise, Yihan is just casual, his company is just a small workshop, shameful."
"Well, it's not a good reputation." The lady laughed. "Yihan is so powerful. In the future, Fu's group will be carried forward in his hands, and the old man will be happy, unlike some of these people..."
She said, a change of words, very scornful: "this day idling, go to the romantic places, also don't know which day, do something immoral, let Fu family shame things."
"It's really strange that there is such a big difference between the same father and the same mother."The words in the living room stopped.
Naturally, they don't know who the lady is talking about.
Besides Fu Yunshen, who else?
Fu Mingcheng didn't respond to what he said.
But when I heard the last sentence, my face changed and I was very gloomy.
"I'm wrong. I'm wrong." Lady heart a Deng, busy remedy, "Mingcheng, I speak straight, you don't mind."
Fu Mingcheng gave her a cold look, but this time he didn't pay any attention.
The lady doesn't look very well.
The meal is coming, and the Fu family are all at the table, waiting for Mr. Fu to come down.
At six o'clock sharp, footsteps came from upstairs.
Mr. Fu helped the stairs down slowly. Fu Yunshen followed him and helped him from time to time.
See this scene, Fu Yichen cold hum a: "will please grandfather, no ability."
When Mrs. Fu heard this, she told him to shut up.
Fu Yichen didn't say any more. He looked at Fu Yunshen coldly and sat down on his right hand.
As long as Fu Yunshen is in that position, Fu Mingcheng can't sit.
In the middle of the meal, Mr. Fu suddenly put down his chopsticks.
His every move was watched. As soon as he stopped, others stopped.
"We are all here today, and we just say something." Fu old son coughed a, light way, "I this body also gradually can't, so some things, I recently will account for."
Hearing this, the Fu family at the dinner table could not help changing their faces.
But a few of them are happy.
"Dad, what are you talking about?" Fu Mingcheng frowned and said quietly, "you are still sitting here. What are you doing when you say these words?"
"You know if you're depressed." Master Fu looked at him and said, "today, I will announce one thing first."
He waved, and the professional manager who had been waiting for a long time immediately came forward and handed in a document.
Mr. Fu put on his reading glasses, looked through the documents and said, "I'm going to divide up several industries."
Hearing this, Fu Mingcheng was moved, but still restrained.
If the old man wants to divide the industry, he will naturally start from his eldest son.
However, Fu's next sentence made Fu Mingcheng look ugly for a moment.
"Yunshen will take care of the yuxiangfang."
Not to mention Fu Mingcheng, Fu Jiaqi's face is not much better.
Fu Yichen said angrily: "Grandpa, are you confused? Yuxiangfang is the signboard of our Fu family. Do you give it to a dandy? Are you not afraid that he will be defeated directly? "
"A dust!" Madame Fu scolded, "did you say that about your brother?"
Master Fu looked over, his eyes were very light.
"Grandfather, it's OK." Fu Yun raised his eyes, laughed cynically, and said, "I don't want it. You'd better give it to others."
Fu Yichen sneered, only dare to lower voice sarcasm: "you are still some self-knowledge."
"Xiao Qi, if you don't want it, put it away for the time being." To other people's surprise, Mr. Fu didn't plan to give the yuxiangfang to others again. "Let's have dinner first today and talk about it another day."
The meal made everyone feel different. After the meal, the other rooms left in a hurry.
Fu Yichen followed Fu Mingcheng into his study and burst out.
"Dad, I really don't understand. What's better than Fu Yunshen? What's more, why does grandfather give yuxiangfang to him
Fu Mingcheng did not speak, frowning.
"Dad, why does grandfather like a dandy so much?" He couldn't understand it. He was more angry. "Is grandfather blind? He can't see the good of big brother? "
"Don't say that in the future." Fu Mingcheng said sternly, "especially in front of your grandfather, you are old and big. Can you talk over your head first?"
Fu Yichen said: "I just don't like him."
Fu Mingcheng waved his hand: "at least your grandfather didn't give yuxiangfang out today."
After a pause, he said, "you call your big brother."
Fu Yichen's eyes brightened and went out happily.
Fu Mingcheng was still sitting in his study. After a while, he took out his key to open the drawer and took out a piece of paper. His face was getting cold.
**
after Mr. Fu had a rest, Fu Yunshen didn't stay in the Fu family much.
He sat in Maserati and was ready to go back to the single apartment in the city.
Just as I put my hand on the steering wheel, the mobile phone on the seat rang.
It's not the smartphone, it's the black cell phone.
There is no caller ID.
Fu Yun took a deep look and said, "what's the matter?"
There was shortness of breath and didn't say a word for a long time.Fu Yunshen's peach blossom eyes rolled up and his smile faded away
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The shaking range is too big, Ying Zijin stops.
She took off her earphone and said, "well, what's the matter?"
"Look, look there!" Xiuyu was very excited, "right front, look!"
Ying Zijin presses a head, followed the direction that she says to see past.
It's a big screen, on which Qingzhi often broadcast the award-winning and punishment students.
But at this time, there was a picture of a person.
A young man in a blue suit, about twenty-four years old.
There is name and brief introduction beside, but Ying Zijin did not see.
Nothing special. She's not interested.
"Ah, ah, ah!" Xiuyu is still crazy, "shangyaozhi, shangyaozhi is coming to our school! Ah, I'm dead
Ying Zijin raised her hand and pressed Xiuyu to prevent her from fainting: "well, who?"
"Shang Yao! The youngest movie king in the entertainment industry Xiuyu was a little surprised, "Ying dad, don't you play Weibo? You don't know him? "
Ying Zijin is a little silent.
On Weibo, she is more likely to watch live food and recipes, or pet bloggers.
By the way, add forwarding amount to the video edited by Mr. Zhong.
"Wow, no, no, Ying dad, I want to give you Amway my idol." Xiuyu pointed to the big screen, "Shang Yaozhi, 24 years old, started his career for seven years, and won the Golden Flower award last year."
"After 95, he is the only one to get the throne of movie king, isn't he very powerful?"
Ying Zijin has never touched these, should a: "is quite fierce."
"I didn't expect that he would come to our school to give a speech. The headmaster has been so busy recently." Xiuyu suddenly patted his forehead. "I forgot that he graduated from our school's art class, and later he was promoted to the Imperial Capital Theater Academy."
Forget it. She took back the compliment.
"I haven't seen him before when I was in the imperial capital." Xiuyu said, "father Ying, let's go to the lecture together, and I'll help you get tickets."
Ying Son Jin's facial expression was dun dun, still took back the words that she didn't want to go.
Anyway, the lecture can also sleep, but no pillow is uncomfortable.
Xiuyu was elated: "father Ying, you certainly don't know that Shang Yaozhi is actually a star of Sanqi. There will be a play of him this summer vacation. I must catch up with him."
Sanqi stars refer to those who have dabbled in the film circle, TV series circle and music circle.
Hearing this, Ying Zijin took a look at the big screen.
Not as good-looking as Fu Yun.
Forget it. Don't look.
**
Fu's old house.
Master Fu's health has improved a lot recently. He won't be in a coma often.
But because the toxin is not clear, there are still many hidden dangers.
When Ying Zijin was treating master Fu, he was sleeping, and he didn't know how to treat him.
Fu Yunshen's original intention is to hide from Mr. Fu that he should not worry too much
the 15th day of every month is the day for the Fu family to get together.
On this day, even if it is no longer on the surface, we must go back to the old house to have dinner with Mr. Fu.
Although Mr. Fu is not in good health, he still has a lot of shares and several major industries of Fu group.
This makes some people who want to move, even if they want to, they can only make small moves in the dark, and they have to be self-contained in the face.
Mr. Fu has four sons in all. He has ten brothers and sisters in his generation.
This does not count the family members of his brothers.
So every month's family gathering, Fu's old house will gather dozens of people.
Fu Mingcheng doesn't like family gatherings very much, because every time other rooms come to Fu's old house, they will pull him to ask questions about things, without flattery and flattery.
But he was the eldest son of master Fu, and he had to entertain these people.
"Mingcheng, your sons are really promising one by one." Speaking of a lady with envious tone, "I heard that Yi Han has set up a company of his own. It's not small. It's said that he's connected with the big family of the imperial capital?"
Fu Yihan is the eldest son of Fu Mingcheng and the eldest grandson of Fu family.
Fu Mingcheng was very impatient, but he couldn't say it.
But praise Fu Yihan, let him very useful, just light nod: "over praise, Yihan is just casual, his company is just a small workshop, shameful."
"Well, it's not a good reputation." The lady laughed. "Yihan is so powerful. In the future, Fu's group will be carried forward in his hands, and the old man will be happy, unlike some of these people..."
She said, a change of words, very scornful: "this day idling, go to the romantic places, also don't know which day, do something immoral, let Fu family shame things."
"It's really strange that there is such a big difference between the same father and the same mother."The words in the living room stopped.
Naturally, they don't know who the lady is talking about.
Besides Fu Yunshen, who else?
Fu Mingcheng didn't respond to what he said.
But when I heard the last sentence, my face changed and I was very gloomy.
"I'm wrong. I'm wrong." Lady heart a Deng, busy remedy, "Mingcheng, I speak straight, you don't mind."
Fu Mingcheng gave her a cold look, but this time he didn't pay any attention.
The lady doesn't look very well.
The meal is coming, and the Fu family are all at the table, waiting for Mr. Fu to come down.
At six o'clock sharp, footsteps came from upstairs.
Mr. Fu helped the stairs down slowly. Fu Yunshen followed him and helped him from time to time.
See this scene, Fu Yichen cold hum a: "will please grandfather, no ability."
When Mrs. Fu heard this, she told him to shut up.
Fu Yichen didn't say any more. He looked at Fu Yunshen coldly and sat down on his right hand.
As long as Fu Yunshen is in that position, Fu Mingcheng can't sit.
In the middle of the meal, Mr. Fu suddenly put down his chopsticks.
His every move was watched. As soon as he stopped, others stopped.
"We are all here today, and we just say something." Fu old son coughed a, light way, "I this body also gradually can't, so some things, I recently will account for."
Hearing this, the Fu family at the dinner table could not help changing their faces.
But a few of them are happy.
"Dad, what are you talking about?" Fu Mingcheng frowned and said quietly, "you are still sitting here. What are you doing when you say these words?"
"You know if you're depressed." Master Fu looked at him and said, "today, I will announce one thing first."
He waved, and the professional manager who had been waiting for a long time immediately came forward and handed in a document.
Mr. Fu put on his reading glasses, looked through the documents and said, "I'm going to divide up several industries."
Hearing this, Fu Mingcheng was moved, but still restrained.
If the old man wants to divide the industry, he will naturally start from his eldest son.
However, Fu's next sentence made Fu Mingcheng look ugly for a moment.
"Yunshen will take care of the yuxiangfang."
Not to mention Fu Mingcheng, Fu Jiaqi's face is not much better.
Fu Yichen said angrily: "Grandpa, are you confused? Yuxiangfang is the signboard of our Fu family. Do you give it to a dandy? Are you not afraid that he will be defeated directly? "
"A dust!" Madame Fu scolded, "did you say that about your brother?"
Master Fu looked over, his eyes were very light.
"Grandfather, it's OK." Fu Yun raised his eyes, laughed cynically, and said, "I don't want it. You'd better give it to others."
Fu Yichen sneered, only dare to lower voice sarcasm: "you are still some self-knowledge."
"Xiao Qi, if you don't want it, put it away for the time being." To other people's surprise, Mr. Fu didn't plan to give the yuxiangfang to others again. "Let's have dinner first today and talk about it another day."
The meal made everyone feel different. After the meal, the other rooms left in a hurry.
Fu Yichen followed Fu Mingcheng into his study and burst out.
"Dad, I really don't understand. What's better than Fu Yunshen? What's more, why does grandfather give yuxiangfang to him
Fu Mingcheng did not speak, frowning.
"Dad, why does grandfather like a dandy so much?" He couldn't understand it. He was more angry. "Is grandfather blind? He can't see the good of big brother? "
"Don't say that in the future." Fu Mingcheng said sternly, "especially in front of your grandfather, you are old and big. Can you talk over your head first?"
Fu Yichen said: "I just don't like him."
Fu Mingcheng waved his hand: "at least your grandfather didn't give yuxiangfang out today."
After a pause, he said, "you call your big brother."
Fu Yichen's eyes brightened and went out happily.
Fu Mingcheng was still sitting in his study. After a while, he took out his key to open the drawer and took out a piece of paper. His face was getting cold.
**
after Mr. Fu had a rest, Fu Yunshen didn't stay in the Fu family much.
He sat in Maserati and was ready to go back to the single apartment in the city.
Just as I put my hand on the steering wheel, the mobile phone on the seat rang.
It's not the smartphone, it's the black cell phone.
There is no caller ID.
Fu Yun took a deep look and said, "what's the matter?"
There was shortness of breath and didn't say a word for a long time.Fu Yunshen's peach blossom eyes rolled up and his smile faded away
The shaking range is too big, Ying Zijin stops. She took off her earphone and said, "well, what's the matter?" "Look, look there!" Xiuyu was very excited, "right front, look!" Ying Zijin presses a head, followed the direction that she says to see past. It's a big screen, on which Qingzhi often broadcast the award-winning and punishment students. But at this time, there was a picture of a person. A young man in a blue suit, about twenty-four years old. There is name and brief introduction beside, but Ying Zijin did not see. Nothing special. She's not interested. "Ah, ah, ah!" Xiuyu is still crazy, "shangyaozhi, shangyaozhi is coming to our school! Ah, I'm dead Ying Zijin raised her hand and pressed Xiuyu to prevent her from fainting: "well, who?" "Shang Yao! The youngest movie king in the entertainment industry Xiuyu was a little surprised, "Ying dad, don't you play Weibo? You don't know him? " Ying Zijin is a little silent. On Weibo, she is more likely to watch live food and recipes, or pet bloggers. By the way, add forwarding amount to the video edited by Mr. Zhong. "Wow, no, no, Ying dad, I want to give you Amway my idol." Xiuyu pointed to the big screen, "Shang Yaozhi, 24 years old, started his career for seven years, and won the Golden Flower award last year." "After 95, he is the only one to get the throne of movie king, isn't he very powerful?" Ying Zijin has never touched these, should a: "is quite fierce." "I didn't expect that he would come to our school to give a speech. The headmaster has been so busy recently." Xiuyu suddenly patted his forehead. "I forgot that he graduated from our school's art class, and later he was promoted to the Imperial Capital Theater Academy." Forget it. She took back the compliment. "I haven't seen him before when I was in the imperial capital." Xiuyu said, "father Ying, let's go to the lecture together, and I'll help you get tickets." Ying Son Jin's facial expression was dun dun, still took back the words that she didn't want to go. Anyway, the lecture can also sleep, but no pillow is uncomfortable. Xiuyu was elated: "father Ying, you certainly don't know that Shang Yaozhi is actually a star of Sanqi. There will be a play of him this summer vacation. I must catch up with him." Sanqi stars refer to those who have dabbled in the film circle, TV series circle and music circle. Hearing this, Ying Zijin took a look at the big screen. Not as good-looking as Fu Yun. Forget it. Don't look. **Fu's old house. Master Fu's health has improved a lot recently. He won't be in a coma often. But because the toxin is not clear, there are still many hidden dangers. When Ying Zijin was treating master Fu, he was sleeping, and he didn't know how to treat him. Fu Yunshen's original intention is to hide from Mr. Fu that he should not worry too much the 15th day of every month is the day for the Fu family to get together. On this day, even if it is no longer on the surface, we must go back to the old house to have dinner with Mr. Fu. Although Mr. Fu is not in good health, he still has a lot of shares and several major industries of Fu group. This makes some people who want to move, even if they want to, they can only make small moves in the dark, and they have to be self-contained in the face. Mr. Fu has four sons in all. He has ten brothers and sisters in his generation. This does not count the family members of his brothers. So every month's family gathering, Fu's old house will gather dozens of people. Fu Mingcheng doesn't like family gatherings very much, because every time other rooms come to Fu's old house, they will pull him to ask questions about things, without flattery and flattery. But he was the eldest son of master Fu, and he had to entertain these people. "Mingcheng, your sons are really promising one by one." Speaking of a lady with envious tone, "I heard that Yi Han has set up a company of his own. It's not small. It's said that he's connected with the big family of the imperial capital?" Fu Yihan is the eldest son of Fu Mingcheng and the eldest grandson of Fu family. Fu Mingcheng was very impatient, but he couldn't say it. But praise Fu Yihan, let him very useful, just light nod: "over praise, Yihan is just casual, his company is just a small workshop, shameful." "Well, it's not a good reputation." The lady laughed. "Yihan is so powerful. In the future, Fu's group will be carried forward in his hands, and the old man will be happy, unlike some of these people..." She said, a change of words, very scornful: "this day idling, go to the romantic places, also don't know which day, do something immoral, let Fu family shame things." "It's really strange that there is such a big difference between the same father and the same mother."The words in the living room stopped. Naturally, they don't know who the lady is talking about. Besides Fu Yunshen, who else? Fu Mingcheng didn't respond to what he said. But when I heard the last sentence, my face changed and I was very gloomy. "I'm wrong. I'm wrong." Lady heart a Deng, busy remedy, "Mingcheng, I speak straight, you don't mind." Fu Mingcheng gave her a cold look, but this time he didn't pay any attention. The lady doesn't look very well. The meal is coming, and the Fu family are all at the table, waiting for Mr. Fu to come down. At six o'clock sharp, footsteps came from upstairs. Mr. Fu helped the stairs down slowly. Fu Yunshen followed him and helped him from time to time. See this scene, Fu Yichen cold hum a: "will please grandfather, no ability." When Mrs. Fu heard this, she told him to shut up. Fu Yichen didn't say any more. He looked at Fu Yunshen coldly and sat down on his right hand. As long as Fu Yunshen is in that position, Fu Mingcheng can't sit. In the middle of the meal, Mr. Fu suddenly put down his chopsticks. His every move was watched. As soon as he stopped, others stopped. "We are all here today, and we just say something." Fu old son coughed a, light way, "I this body also gradually can't, so some things, I recently will account for." Hearing this, the Fu family at the dinner table could not help changing their faces. But a few of them are happy. "Dad, what are you talking about?" Fu Mingcheng frowned and said quietly, "you are still sitting here. What are you doing when you say these words?" "You know if you're depressed." Master Fu looked at him and said, "today, I will announce one thing first." He waved, and the professional manager who had been waiting for a long time immediately came forward and handed in a document. Mr. Fu put on his reading glasses, looked through the documents and said, "I'm going to divide up several industries." Hearing this, Fu Mingcheng was moved, but still restrained. If the old man wants to divide the industry, he will naturally start from his eldest son. However, Fu's next sentence made Fu Mingcheng look ugly for a moment. "Yunshen will take care of the yuxiangfang." Not to mention Fu Mingcheng, Fu Jiaqi's face is not much better. Fu Yichen said angrily: "Grandpa, are you confused? Yuxiangfang is the signboard of our Fu family. Do you give it to a dandy? Are you not afraid that he will be defeated directly? " "A dust!" Madame Fu scolded, "did you say that about your brother?" Master Fu looked over, his eyes were very light. "Grandfather, it's OK." Fu Yun raised his eyes, laughed cynically, and said, "I don't want it. You'd better give it to others." Fu Yichen sneered, only dare to lower voice sarcasm: "you are still some self-knowledge." "Xiao Qi, if you don't want it, put it away for the time being." To other people's surprise, Mr. Fu didn't plan to give the yuxiangfang to others again. "Let's have dinner first today and talk about it another day." The meal made everyone feel different. After the meal, the other rooms left in a hurry. Fu Yichen followed Fu Mingcheng into his study and burst out. "Dad, I really don't understand. What's better than Fu Yunshen? What's more, why does grandfather give yuxiangfang to him Fu Mingcheng did not speak, frowning. "Dad, why does grandfather like a dandy so much?" He couldn't understand it. He was more angry. "Is grandfather blind? He can't see the good of big brother? " "Don't say that in the future." Fu Mingcheng said sternly, "especially in front of your grandfather, you are old and big. Can you talk over your head first?" Fu Yichen said: "I just don't like him." Fu Mingcheng waved his hand: "at least your grandfather didn't give yuxiangfang out today." After a pause, he said, "you call your big brother." Fu Yichen's eyes brightened and went out happily. Fu Mingcheng was still sitting in his study. After a while, he took out his key to open the drawer and took out a piece of paper. His face was getting cold. **after Mr. Fu had a rest, Fu Yunshen didn't stay in the Fu family much. He sat in Maserati and was ready to go back to the single apartment in the city. Just as I put my hand on the steering wheel, the mobile phone on the seat rang. It's not the smartphone, it's the black cell phone. There is no caller ID. Fu Yun took a deep look and said, "what's the matter?" There was shortness of breath and didn't say a word for a long time.Fu Yunshen's peach blossom eyes rolled up and his smile faded away
