"Baby, you just said you favor me." Fu Hengzhi's hand moved up the other person's waist, teasing him mischievously. Watching the blush gradually spread across the neck and cheeks of the person beneath him, he lowered his voice, his tone sexy, and asked, "In what way do you favor me?"
"!" Zhou Zhou's brain was almost dominated by lust, but he got excited when this topic came up. His eyes, which had been hazy with passion, suddenly cleared up. "I'm such a thrifty person. I only buy discounted underwear for my son, but I spent 55,000 yuan on a tie for you. Isn't that showing favoritism?"
She got even more excited when talking about her son and Qian Zhouzhou, and pushed Fu Hengzhi off her and got out of bed.
President Fu's hands were still warm, but his heart felt as if it had been neglected. Dissatisfied with the other party's decisiveness in letting go, he asked in a deep voice, "Where are you going?"
"I'm asking my son for the ring." Zhou Zhou straightened his clothes, turned his head and said seriously, "That's a ten million ring. The world of money is too complicated. A four-year-old child like him can't handle it."
"But I think my son really likes that." After all, it says something to his beloved, so Fu Hengzhi still doesn't want the other person to get his hands on it. It's fine for Fu Xiaofan to have it as a toy.
"If you like it, just go online and spend a hundred yuan to make a high-quality replica for him." As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Hengzhi could only see the afterimage left by his wife opening and closing the door.
From the master bedroom to the guest room next door, Zhou Zhou moved with lightning speed, completing a series of opening and closing actions in just three seconds. Fu Xiaofan, as a system, heard the commotion next door and, with his short arms and legs, rolled off the bed. Before he could even lock the door, it was pushed open from the outside.
President Fu, feeling a pang of love for his son, watched from the guest room door. He saw his son pouting and tugging at his wife's clothes, asking pitifully, "Is it really not okay?"
Is it not okay if you get 9.5 and I get 0.5?
Zhou Zhou replied decisively: "No."
President Fu felt sorry for his son. He clenched his fist at his side and said to Zhou Zhou in a serious and righteous tone, "Baby, let's make it up to our son with a toy."
Zhou Zhou glanced at him upon hearing this and said indifferently, "Okay."
Fu Hengzhi went over and rubbed Fu Xiaofan's chubby face, saying, "Daddy will buy you a robot."
He noticed that this was how the company's employees with children gave gifts: robots to boys and Barbie dolls to girls.
"A robot for ten million?" Fu Xiaofan's eyes lit up, but his voice still sounded aggrieved.
It's not impossible. Fu Hengzhi remembered seeing a ten million yuan robot when he went abroad on a business trip. It was implanted with various intelligent systems and looked exactly like a real person. Just as he was about to agree, he heard a cold laugh behind him.
"What are you thinking about? A robot worth ten million." Zhou Zhou opened the brocade box and carefully examined the diamonds set in the platinum ring. Just now, this little bastard, seeing that the payment negotiation had failed, actually tried to take the opportunity to deduct a few diamonds to ensure the ring was intact. Zhou Zhou put the brocade box in his pocket, turned around and walked out, leaving behind a sentence.
"I can compensate the robot. I'll give you a price: 69.9 yuan on Taobao, free shipping."
Fu Hengzhi: "..."
Fu Xiaofan: "Waaah—"
President Fu comforted his son in various ways, finally dissuading him from calling his grandfather to pick him up right now. He thought that his wife was being too harsh on their son. He went into the bedroom and was about to say a few words of advice when he saw his wife sitting in front of the computer, doing something.
"Work again?" Fu Hengzhi glanced at the time and disapproved, "It's already late, let's do it tomorrow... What is this?"
Fu Hengzhi stared silently at the trading platform in front of him, watching as the other party uploaded the picture and entered the price.
"Sell it." After entering the price, Zhou Zhou saw a pop-up message from the platform reminding him that the price was too high and it would be difficult to sell. He simply ignored it in the upper right corner.
Is it too much to sell a product handcrafted by a renowned brand master for ten million, originally priced at ten million, without including shipping?
Fu Hengzhi witnessed all of this, as if he could easily know what the other was thinking, and remained silent with his lips pursed.
That seems a bit excessive.
“We can have a craftsman melt down the ring,” Fu Hengzhi suggested.
“Sure, but it’s unnecessary,” Zhou Zhou said. “After the casting is done, I’ll wear it myself or you will wear it.”
"..." Neither A nor B are President Fu's preferred options. Comparing them, it seems like selling them would be a good idea.
"Will anyone buy this?" Looking at the strange and unusual tags the other party entered for the product, such as 'Ye Qisheng,' 'Movie Emperor,' 'Only Love,' and 'Moved to Tears,' Fu Hengzhi felt...amazing?
"Yes," Zhou Zhou said firmly. "There are countless people who like to spend money recklessly and chase after celebrities. There must be some who are not short of money."
"We're not short of money," Fu Hengzhi didn't dare say. Tonight, the other person was particularly sensitive to the word money. He had just been deeply in love when he was ruthlessly pushed away. He was still thinking about continuing to be affectionate with his wife later.
President Fu nodded and continued along with the other person's words, while also expressing his own opinion, "When I was a child, I saw news about irrational idol worship. I can't understand these kinds of people..." As he finished speaking, President Fu felt that something was not quite right. Sure enough, his wife, who had been staring at the computer screen, was now staring at him.
Zhou Zhou, who was once an irrational fan and a victim of injustice: "Heh."
◎Author's Note:
later
Duan Yun: How is the relationship between your dad and Daddy?
Fu Xiaofan: It's good, except that Daddy always sleeps with me every night.
Chapter 105 Alipay Payment Arrives, Ten Million Yuan
Time passed quickly, and the opening ceremony was scheduled for noon when the sun was at its strongest. Zhou Zhou drove Fu Xiaofan to Duan Yun's place early in the morning, and then drove for two or three hours to arrive at the film set ahead of time.
"Editor Zhou, you're here so early." Director Sun, wearing sunglasses, was arranging various matters on set with the producer. He waved to Zhou Zhou, who had arrived early, and then busied himself giving instructions to this person and that person.
The first scene of "Boundless" was set in the wilderness, with the sun shining brightly overhead. Zhou Zhou knew he couldn't be of much help with the operations of the film set, so he didn't just wander around. He looked around and saw two familiar faces.
"Brother Yan." Zhou Zhou greeted him with a smile. The latter didn't seem surprised to see him, since the scriptwriting team for this drama had stated that the original author would be involved.
Yan Ligang got out of the van, saw this, and reached out to shake hands with Zhou Zhou lightly, nodding and saying, "Editor Zhou."
"Don't be so formal." Yan Li had taken good care of him before, and was also the top agent who later brought out Wen Luo, so Zhou Zhou was very willing to build a good relationship with him. "Just call me Zhou Zhou, as before."
"Brother Zhou, you're here." The two were chatting in front of the van. Wen Luo, who was resting inside the van, heard Zhou Zhou's voice, opened the door, peeked out, and greeted him with a smile.
The bright sunlight poured down, and Wen Luo looked even better in his natural state, with a fair complexion and a faint pink tinge to his lips. He was still wearing light-colored clothes, which made him look even more youthful.
"Luo Luo, you're here early too." Seeing that she was in good condition, Zhou Zhou was relieved, which meant that Wen Luo was not overly saddened and haggard because of Ye Qisheng.
"You two can chat for a while. I have things to do at the company and need to get back." Yan Li came with Wen Luo this morning, chatted with Director Sun, gave Wen Luo a few instructions, and then left.
Before leaving, he looked around and warned, "There are a lot of media around today for the opening ceremony. Be careful and don't let any more rumors about you and Zhou Zhou get out."
"Sure, but there's no need," Wen Luo laughed and waved his hand, saying, "I understand, Brother Yan, you should go now."
Wen Luo's smile always put people at ease. Yan Li nodded at him and then said a brief goodbye to Zhou Zhou.
"Brother Zhou, it's hot outside, would you like to come up and sit down?" The sunlight from above was too dazzling, so Wen Luo stretched out a hand to shield his eyes and smiled at Zhou Zhou.
“Okay.” Zhou Zhou accepted the invitation and got into the van.
"Brother, want some snacks?" Wen Luo picked up the unopened bag of potato chips from the side and was about to tear it open.
"No, I've already eaten." Zhou Zhou waved his hand, refusing the other person's offer. Seeing that he wasn't going to eat, Wen Luo casually put the potato chips aside and started looking at the content on the tablet in front of him.
The van had a spacious interior, much larger than Fu Hengzhi's other commercial vehicles. There were only the two of them in the van at the moment, so Zhou Zhou didn't look at the interior too much and instead focused his gaze on Wen Luo's face.
The latter looked up and their eyes met.
"Brother, why are you looking at me like that?" Wen Luo chuckled.
Judging from his mood, he must be really in a good mood. Zhou Zhou raised the corners of his mouth and leaned over to look at the tablet that was resting on his lap. "What are you looking at...?"
Zhou Zhou's expression froze. Looking at the legal popular science lecture on the screen, he felt as if he had returned to college. The key point was that Wen Luo was actually taking notes on his tablet while watching this thing.
Thinking back on the other person's educational background, could it be that Wen Luo wanted to study law at a university through self-study?
"Lolo, do you want to... go to university?"
For most artists in the industry, education is a trap. Most of the artists who have become popular in recent years don't have impressive educational backgrounds. Wen Luo in front of me seems to only have a high school diploma.
"Study law?" Zhou Zhou asked tentatively.
If the other person really wants to take this exam, there's no need to watch legal education dramas; they can just focus on their high school textbooks and take the adult college entrance exam.
"No," Wen Luo replied slowly, her gaze still fixed on the tablet. "I'm just browsing, and it seems quite interesting."
"I see."
Zhou Zhou nodded as if suddenly enlightened, leaning closer to watch with him. The legal education program was quite simple and easy to understand, and Wen Luo was very attentive, occasionally pausing to take notes. Zhou Zhou's gaze, which had been fixed on the tablet, unconsciously shifted to Wen Luo's face. From this angle, he felt that the other person seemed to have gained an indescribable feeling.
What is it?
Zhou Zhou tilted his head, lost in thought, when a phone rang and he watched as Wen Luo picked up the phone that was lying to the side and pressed the green button to answer it.
"Hello, who is this?" Wen Luo didn't mind having someone next to him and casually pressed the speakerphone button. He turned down the volume on the tablet and continued taking notes.
“Lolo, it’s me—Dudu.”
Zhou Zhou watched as Wen Luo quickly pressed the red hang-up button, added the number to the blacklist, and then turned up the tablet volume to continue taking notes.
The entire sequence of movements was performed smoothly and seamlessly, without changing his expression or uttering a word.
"..." The voice just now was still familiar. Zhou Zhou was sure but not sure, so he tentatively asked, "Who was that just now?"
“Telecommunications fraud.” Wen Luo spoke decisively, tilting her head to look over and blinking innocently.
"Oh, I see..." That's weird, that voice just now was Ye Qisheng, wasn't it? It was him.
Zhou Zhou had mixed feelings. Generally speaking, readers are the protagonist's (or "bottom's") parents. As the "father" of the protagonist, he appreciated Wen Luo's positive attitude of getting rid of his love troubles and focusing on his career, but he still felt that something was off.
Although she didn't know why Ye Qisheng suddenly started pursuing his wife so early, Zhou Zhou still held the belief that something was amiss and thought it was best to avoid him.
"Hmm." Whenever faced with something that required thought, Zhou Zhou could always find a suitable reason to convince himself. He reached out and patted Wen Luo's head, nodding approvingly, "Baby, you did very well."
"Is that so?" Wen Luo didn't know which matter the other party was referring to, but he still agreed.
The phone was in his pocket when it suddenly vibrated. Zhou Zhou thought it was a call, but when he took it out, he realized it was a text message from the second-hand trading platform from the previous night.
Congratulations! Your transaction has been successfully completed. Go chat with the customer now!
His blood was boiling and he felt a surge of joy. The feeling of floating on air came too quickly. Zhou Zhou held his phone in one hand and read the sentence over and over again, his mind filled with the beautiful female voice.
Ten million yuan has been received via Alipay.
Ten million yuan has arrived.
Ten million yuan.
"Hehehehe~"
A strange laugh suddenly came from beside him. Wen Luo's flat pen slipped, and a stroke was drawn out very long.
"..." Wen Luo looked at Zhou Zhou's excited expression as he gripped his phone, puzzled. "Brother Zhou, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's nothing." Zhou Zhou suppressed his inner joy and smiled at Wen Luo. "Ye Qisheng is really valuable."
Wen Luo: "???"
◎Author's Note:
later
Interviewer: Mr. Zhou, how did you earn your first pot of gold?
Zhou Zhou: I'm not at liberty to go into details right now. Please check out my latest novel, "Those Years, the Celebrities I Admire."