Zhao Fusheng sent Fan Baobao and her roommates back to the dormitory and went back to the hotel.

is similar to the scene in the novel where two people are downstairs in the dormitory, you and me, it is impossible to happen between Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao. Both Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao know this.

The former is childish and boring, while the latter is completely unthinking.

"I'll take you around the capital tomorrow. ”

When he returned to the hotel, Zhao Fusheng received a pager from Fan Baobao.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he felt very warm.

Then, he saw a few pagers from Mu Qingqing, the content was almost the same, and he hoped that he could call back.

But after thinking about it, Zhao Fusheng didn't do that, but washed up and went to bed by himself.

For him, Mu Qingqing's role in today's incident is actually not important, whether she knows He Yunzhi and Mu Qingwan's plan or not, it doesn't mean much to Zhao Fusheng.

As an adult, Zhao Fusheng knows very well that there are some things that cannot be changed, so he focuses on those things that can be changed.

No matter how calmly I feel that life is just like this, it is just a seemingly calm face to cover up the fact that it must be done for various reasons. The unrest in self-circumstance, the place to change is often not in front of you, but many details that you think are estranged. But human instinct is just a headache, and wisdom is not just a matter of words.

It is said that without investigation, there is no right to speak, in fact, if there is no experience, who can understand the meaning of life.

Today's matter, from the moment Li Jian said the relationship between He Yunzhi and Mu Qingwan, Zhao Fusheng had already understood.

It's nothing more than a bureau set up between two relatives of the family, allowing them to take the initiative to jump out and revise the arrangement of the song "Prose Poems Written by Father", the reason Zhao Fusheng can also guess, after all, according to Mu Qingqing, the tune composed by Zhou Yuandong is really difficult to bear the burden of the title song of an album.

As for Mu Qingqing, Zhao Fusheng believed that she didn't know, but it didn't matter because it didn't make any sense.

When he got up the next morning, Zhao Fusheng received a pager from Mu Qingqing again, he thought about it and called Mu Qingqing.

"Hey, I'm Zhao Fusheng. ”

"Where did you go yesterday?" Mu Qingqing frowned and asked Zhao Fusheng.

"Li Jian and I went to dinner. Zhao Fusheng replied calmly.

"Didn't you say that you would eat together, how can you ......" Mu Qingqing frowned slightly, she originally said to Zhao Fusheng that she was eating with Mu Qingwan.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled: "There's no need for that, business is business, you spend money to buy my songs, there's no need to eat or something." I won't bother your family reunion. ”

Mu Qingqing was stunned, she always felt that there seemed to be something hidden in Zhao Fusheng's words.

People are actually like this, sometimes the more weak the heart, the more suspicious they will be.

Because I don't have the confidence, I always feel that I have done something wrong, and others will notice the problem, so even if others say a word casually, I can think of a lot.

This is Mu Qingqing's situation now.

The game done by He Yunzhi and Mu Qingwan certainly made Zhao Fusheng willingly cooperate with Li Jian to rearrange the music of "Prose Poems Written by Father", but it also put Mu Qingqing in a very embarrassing situation.

"Do you know something?"

After hesitating for a moment, Mu Qingqing still decided to be honest with Zhao Fusheng, because judging from the time she had been in contact with Zhao Fusheng, Zhao Fusheng seemed to hate others playing tricks.

"Hehe, what do you think? I didn't expect that your family's business is so big, and a company is actually a relative. Zhao Fusheng smiled and said.

From the moment Li Jian said the news, he had thought about what attitude he should use to treat Mu Qingqing, and after thinking about it carefully, Zhao Fusheng made a decision.

"I'm sorry, I don't know ...... aunts," Mu Qingqing said to Zhao Fusheng hesitantly.

She really felt sorry, she didn't expect Mu Qingwan and He Yunzhi to come to such a show in front of her.

"It doesn't matter, Li Jian and I have already done the same thing, and he can do the rest of the details himself. Zhao Fusheng said lightly: "However, you tell that Mr. He or your aunt that you want to use this arrangement." The contract needs to be revised, and I am ready to sell this song for 50,000. Otherwise, I'm going to buy the song back. ”

This is what he added when he signed the contract, and Mu Qingwan also agreed, that is, if Zhao Fusheng is not satisfied with the other party's composition, he has the right to buy back the copyright of the song.

At that time, Mu Qingwan or Mu Qingqing didn't care, but they didn't expect that now Zhao Fusheng actually mentioned it.

"This ......" Mu Qingqing hesitated.

"Hehe, you don't have to worry, wait for Li Jian to get the tune sample ready, let your aunt and them listen to it, and then it's not too late to make a decision. After Zhao Fusheng said this, he hung up the phone directly.

In a person's life, there are always constant choices, from what to eat for breakfast to the future of a lifetime. It doesn't matter whether you eat fritters or buns for breakfast, it's just that the taste and nutritional value of a breakfast are different, which is harmless, but major decisions will affect the joys, sorrows and sorrows of a lifetime.

In the past years, Zhao Fusheng made many correct decisions and made countless stupid decisions, and today, the original correctness and stupidity still have a far-reaching impact.

So, he didn't want to miss anything more.

As for whether Mu Qingqing will be embarrassed in the middle, what do you care about yourself?

If Zhao Fusheng was really only twenty years old, he might feel sorry for this Mu Da school flower, but it's a pity, he is an old man in his forties in his bones, although he admires Mu Qingqing's beauty, but when it comes to a thousand things, Mu Qingqing is just a stranger to himself, maybe a stranger with a deep impression, and that's all.

Zhao Fusheng can be 100% sure that among the people he cares about and are willing to pay emotional attention to, Mu Qingqing is definitely not included.

As he was getting dressed, there was a knock at the door.

"Zhao Fusheng, come out to pick up the driver!" Fan Baobao's angry voice sounded, just like when he was a child, he woke up to go to school.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Zhao Fusheng got dressed, walked to the door and opened the door, and saw Fan Baobao standing there with a big grin, beside Zhou Yun with a red face and an apologetic face.

"I'm sorry to bother you. Glancing at Zhao Fusheng, Zhou Yun hurriedly apologized.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, and before he could speak, Fan Baobao had already pushed him away and walked straight towards the house, saying to Zhou Yun as he walked: "What are you doing with him apologizing, our two beauties are on the National Day holiday, but he should feel honored to accompany him to BJ City." ”

As she spoke, Miss Fan looked at Zhao Fusheng: "By the way, how about you invite me and Yunyun to Donglaishun at noon?"

Zhao Fusheng took a deep breath, tried to control himself, then raised his head and smiled at Fan Baobao: "Fan Baobao, you are beautiful enough." ”

"Hey?" Fan Baobao looked inexplicable: "I know I'm beautiful, but what do you mean by that?"

"Hehe, then don't think it's too beautiful. ”

Zhao Fusheng sneered and gave Miss Fan a sanitary eye.