After Fang Yuan separated from Xiao Yan and Ge Zhuangzhuang, he drove home. After entering the house, Fang Yuan handed over the ring to his mother, threw the rest of the money to his father for nine and a half, and only five hundred were left in his pocket.

"Yuanyuan, where did you get the money?" Father asked, lying on the bed.

"The company's benefits are good, and the dividends paid in advance, you can take it for the New Year, haha." Fang Yuan laughed, took out a plastic bucket directly from the bathroom, and then took the rag and walked outside the house.

"Yuanyuan, what are you doing?" Mother asked very happily.

"It's okay, go downstairs and wipe the car!" Fang Yuan replied proudly.

"Haha, yes, wipe it a little longer, wipe it clean!" My father laughed heartily too.

No one understands why it is more than 20 degrees below zero, Fang Yuan wants to use cold water and a rag to go downstairs in the ice and snow to wipe the car!

No one can understand that it only costs thirty yuan to brush a car outside, but why Fang Yuan is willing to put his hand into the cold bucket and wipe the already bright body hard.

"Hey, Fang Yuan, how much is it when you buy a car?" A neighbor was passing by and asked in surprise.

"Hehe, it's not much, friend's." Fang Yuan replied with a smile while rubbing the body.

"Are you really out of luck, listen to your dad, you figured out the snow company?" The neighbor, who had never said anything to Fang Yuan in his life, took the initiative to stand next to Fang Yuan this time and handed him a cigarette.

"Hehe, fool, fool!" Fang Yuan lit a cigarette, his palms were red and swollen, but he still replied with white teeth.

"Since I was a child, I have seen that you can be promising, and Lao Fang gave birth to a good son!" The neighbor sighed.

"Haha!" When Fang Yuan heard this, he laughed out loud.

"What are you talking about?" The neighbors in the commissary also came out.

"I didn't talk about anything, it's not, Xiao Fangyuan bought a car, haha, come and talk to him!"

"Oh, huh? Fang Yuan, is Qingxue so profitable? The neighbor at the commissary also came over with his neck craned.

Downstairs at home, more and more people gathered, Fang Yuan stood in the crowd, and he never felt this sense of existence in his life!

Fang Yuan went downstairs to wipe the car in winter, is this a B?

In a sense, it certainly is!

But while pretending to be B, Fang Yuan wanted to hear a word of approval, and even more wanted to hear a word of their approval of their father. Although he is paralyzed, he has a good son!

And the little people's desire for this kind of "recognition" will become more intense every year they get older. Therefore, he will push people forward, there are advantages and disadvantages......

……

In the evening, at around nine o'clock, He Wenzhong personally made a phone call to Fang Yuan and asked him to go to the Congress Bar to sit down. Fang Yuan felt that it was not good for him to hide any longer, so he could only drive there.

On the road.

"Yuan, where are you?" Zhang Xiaole asked on the phone.

"I'll go to the Congress and meet He Wenzhong." Fang Yuan said with a big grin.

", what do you mean by letting Xiao Yan and Zhuang bring back in the afternoon?" Zhang Xiaole asked.

"I got some money, everyone was dumbfounded, I'll tell you about this later. I'm in Congress, I'll talk about it later. Fang Yuan hurriedly responded.

"I said don't be stupid to let He Wenzhong play, the contract hasn't been signed yet, you stay away from him." Zhang Xiaole frowned and persuaded.

"Don't worry, I know it." Fang Yuan replied simply.

"Okay, let's do this first, come back quickly!" Zhang Xiaole instructed and hung up the phone.

……

Ten minutes later, Fang Yuan walked into the card platform on the second floor of the Congress with a small bag in his hand, a small short head shaved on his head, and a neat look. Suddenly, I saw He Wenzhong and a group of people drinking, but there were some conflicts between words.

"Wen Zhong, what do you mean, you are scaring me with words?" A middle-aged man stood in the aisle of the card platform, stood up and asked He Wenzhong.

"Look at you, what are you excited about, what did I say?" He Wenzhong spread his palms and asked puzzled.

"Don't talk about those useless ones, no one grew up eating soft bread, I don't care about you!" The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and pushed He Wenzhong, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hulala!"

The middle-aged man was just about to leave, and the other people sitting in the booth also stood up.

"Hey, Brother Jiang, what do you think you're doing? If you say something, you'll run away, aren't you just going out for a drink? Xiao Qi stretched out his hand to stop the middle-aged.

"What the are you going to beat me for?" The middle-aged man frowned and directly pushed Xiao Qi away.

"Smack!"

Fang Yuan saw this scene, he took two steps over, and slapped the middle-aged man's head, and pressed down roughly.

"You're ...... the fuck!" The middle-aged man bends his body and looks up to curse.

"Why are you so bad-tempered, why are you so hard-spoken?" Fang Yuan was extremely witty, and he thought that this was the best time to return the favor of Wen Zhong.

"Hey, Garden! Don't do it, we've had a good conversation......! He Wenzhong rushed over in two steps and began to pull a frame in the middle.

"It's okay!" Fang Yuan waved his hand, then pointed to the middle-aged man's nose and asked, "Wine, can you drink it?" If you can't drink it, let's drink some alcohol! Grass mud horse, Brother He is my friend, you treat my friend like this, can I balance my heart? ”

"Fuck you, uncle!" The other person sitting in the booth reached out and pulled the collar of the square neck.

"Fang Yuan! It's really okay, you let go of Brother Jiang! He Wenzhong stopped between the two of them, and then said to the middle-aged man who was caught by Fang Yuan: "Old Jiang, it's okay for you to call me, but Brother Fang Yuan is a step-ancestor, what's the matter, change the way of talking?" ”

When they heard this, they did not say anything more.

"What does it have to do with the step-ancestor, don't mention this." Fang Yuan frowned and replied to He Wenzhong.

"Round, let go, let go! It's okay, it's okay, it's just that a few friends met, sit down to drink and chat for a while, let's go, let's go to the private room and say. He Wenzhong dragged it away for Fang Yuan.

The two of them didn't care about the rest of Brother Jiang, Xiao Qi and the others, and entered the private room from the back stairs on the second floor.

"Thanks, Yuanyuan!" He Wenzhong sat on the sofa and patted Fang Yuan's shoulder.

"Hehe, it's okay, I just met, don't speak, it's not good." Fang Yuan crossed Erlang's legs and replied casually.

"Well, don't talk about it. Hey, let me ask you, can you talk about those companies tomorrow? He Wenzhong diverted the topic.

"It should be possible, I'll take a look, if the people in the company are okay tomorrow, I'll take them over." Fang Yuan's sonorous and powerful reply.

"Hehe, that's good, that's good!" He Wenzhong nodded again and again, but his eyes were staring at Fang Yuan's side face, grinning inexplicably, and then raising his wine glass.

"Clank!"

The two looked at each other, then toasted and drank down.

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