Chapter 7: There are few school bullies

Fu Zimo couldn't help but stuff the bank card into Fu Xingxia's hand, and the name of the overdraft salary made Fu Xingxia cry and laugh.

Anyway, the million was finally spent, and Fu Zimo happily planned to go home to check the task rewards.

Before entering the house, Lin Wenyuan suddenly stopped Fu Zimo, Fu Zimo turned around, and his face was still a little impatient, "En? โ€

Lin Wenyuan smiled and handed him a bank card and rubbed his head, "Why didn't you find out that you were such a loser before?" Let's use it first. โ€

Fu Zimo was stunned for a moment, and twisted his head uncomfortably, Lin Wenyuan used to rub his head like this, but at that time, he would only give him an elbow back, maybe adding, "Just you are tall!" โ€

Now the two of them are doing this usual action again, but there is an indescribable feeling that is brewing slightly.

Fu Zimo felt a little awkward, and Lin Wenyuan felt very nervous.

Lin Wenyuan also said before that he would give him the card, but Fu Zimo only joked with him.

The Lin family is different from the Fu family, don't look at the usual Lin Wenyuan and Fu Zimo messing around together, in fact, Lin Wenyuan's money is earned by himself, and he will not spend it as wantonly as Fu Zimo would.

Give me a bank card is a few meanings!

Fu Zimo's thoughts were tumbling in his heart, but he was forced to calm down on his face, rolled his eyes, and stuffed the bank card back into his arms, "You think you are giving me alimony, is the master so poor?" โ€

Lin Wenyuan gently grabbed his wrist and said, "You take it, otherwise, at your rate of spending money, you will not let yourself be wronged if you spend all the money one day." "I don't want you to suffer a little grievance, he silently added this sentence in his heart.

He thinks that he is self-inflicted, he loves Fu Zimo's arrogant and domineering appearance, he is willing to indulge and spoil, so every time Fu Zimo is unsatisfactory at home, he will accompany him to go crazy.

Fu Zimo scolded disdainfully: "Hypocrisy." But he put the bank card in his pocket.

"I'll call you tomorrow morning."

Fu Zimo smiled, "Okay." He waved his hand and turned to enter the door.

Lin Wenyuan wanted to talk behind his back and stopped, but in the end he didn't stop Fu Zimo, rubbed his face depressedly, and went back to his home next door.

"I'm back!" Fu Zimo shouted while changing his shoes.

"Xiaomo is back, come and drink the soup cooked by Auntie." Sun Ziyi greeted him with a smirk, and people who didn't know the situation would really think that this woman with a loving face really regarded Fu Zimo as her own.

Fu Zimo didn't bother to look at her, and said, "No need, Mrs. Fu, I'm afraid of poison." โ€

Sun Ziyi's face froze for a moment, and there was anger and jealousy in his eyes that could not be concealed.

Fu Lin squinted at it and "coughed".

Fu Zimo smiled, "If you are sick, go to the hospital." โ€

Fu Zimo walked to the sofa where the old man Fu was sitting, threw the two slippers casually, and squatted on the sofa to watch TV with the old man, "Grandpa." โ€

"Hey, good grandson." Old man Fu is old, and he is not as dedicated to the company as he used to be, but now he cares about Fu's stocks at home every day, practices calligraphy, and then has a drama channel every night that cannot be shaken.

After watching it for a few minutes, Young Master Fu couldn't sit still, and moved to the old man's side, "Grandpa~"

The old man was a little puzzled and asked, "Zimo, what are you in trouble again?" "It is said that fighting is the fine tradition of their Fu family, the old man was a bandit when he was young, and later he entered the business from Liang, and he still did not change his fierce nature, and he was a famous Fu cannon in the shopping mall. Deal with the enemy, one shot after another, and give the enemy no respite.

If the road is not in line, you will be rectified to death, and if you are not rectified, you will not let go if you are bankrupt. It's simple and crude to the extreme.

Later, Fu Lin took the old man's class, and everyone was relieved, but they didn't know that a lion had gone, but a wolf had come.

Fu Lin's methods were much more "gentle", and when some people relaxed, they found that this was a wolf in sheep's clothing, and his methods were insidious and cunning.

This is also one of the reasons why Old Man Fu has never been waiting to see Fu Mingan, Fu Zimo looks like his father, with a delicate little face, and he launched a rush to the six relatives and did not recognize it, and secretly did his best to do his black hand, this temperament is also with his father.

And Fu Ming'an, who is small, is polite, but polite, but not as polite as their Fu family.

Hearing Old Man Fu's question, Fu Zimo became even more depressed and said, "Grandpa, the money is really unbearable to spend now. โ€

Old Man Fu remembered the frequent stock market crises in recent years, and nodded with sympathy, but heard Fu Zimo continue: "Today I beat someone, and I gave 500,000 yuan for medical expenses alone. โ€

Fu Lin's face was flat, and he had to educate Fu Zimo, "What? "This stinky boy is fighting again?

The old man slapped his thigh and praised happily: "Good Zimo, you have the demeanor of your grandfather when he was young!" โ€

Then he glared at Fu Lin unhappily, "Why don't you just fight, what's the fuss?" โ€

At this time, Sun Ziyi had already adjusted her mentality, and walked up with Fu Mingan with the soup, and said with a smile: "Dad, drink the soup." โ€

The old man ignored her, but she didn't feel embarrassed, but turned her head to Fu Ming'an and said, "Xiao An, the midterm exam is coming, do you have the confidence to do well?" โ€

Fu Ming'an nodded obediently, with a pleasing smile on his little face, "Yes." โ€

Sun Ziyi nodded with satisfaction, she is a child, what makes her face the most good is this excellence, how can she be like that little gangster Fu Zimo? Thinking of this, she glared at Fu Zimo vaguely, but she happened to meet Fu Zimo's smiling expression and was startled.

She turned her head and said to Fu Lin: "Old man, it is not easy for children to study, let's give them some rewards." โ€

Fu Lin thought about it, and it was also the same reason, so he nodded and said to Fu Ming'an: "Xiao An, if you get the first place in the class this time, I will buy you a house." โ€

Fu Ming'an's eyes lit up, "Thank you, Dad." โ€

Fu Lin nodded and looked at Fu Zimo, "Zimo ......"

Sun Ziyi's eyes were a little proud, Fu Zimo's bad results would definitely not be rewarded!

Suddenly, Fu Zimo interrupted him, turned to the old man and said, "Grandpa, if I do well in the final exam, reward me with that god." โ€

Sun Ziyi proudly reminded: "It's a midterm exam." "This little gangster can't even tell the difference between the midterm exam and the final exam, how can he fight with her son?

The corners of Fu Zimo's mouth twitched, I was so faceless!

"Celestial?" Fu Lin frowned, thought for a while, and then remembered that this was a brokerage company that he had established casually when he was still young a few years ago. Thinking of Huang's automatic withdrawal in the afternoon, Fu Lin was in a good mood and said, "Oh, this company, if you want it, take it." โ€

Sun Ziyi's whole person was not good, and he smiled reluctantly: "Zimo is still young, isn't it okay to give him a whole company?" โ€

The old man was still watching TV, and when he heard this, he โ–กโ–กsaid coldly: "What's wrong?" With such a small company as Tenjin, even if my grandson loses, it's fine. He patted Fu Zimo on the shoulder, "Good grandson, you have improved in the midterm exam, and grandpa will give you one percent of the shares of the Fu Group." โ€

One is a house, worth millions of dollars, but the other is a share in hundreds of millions, the same is Sun Tzu, the treatment of the two is very different, Sun Ziyi almost bit a mouthful of white teeth.

Fu Ming'an's expression was also gloomy for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal, and obediently tugged at the corner of Sun Ziyi's clothes, "Mom, let's go upstairs to review our homework." โ€

Sun Ziyi scolded Fu Zimo countless times with hatred in her heart, the huge business empire of the Fu family will be her son Fu Ming'an's in the future! Give Fu Zimo one more point, she feels distressed. "Hey."

Fu Zimo chuckled, crooked beside his grandfather, and said a little coquettishly: "Grandpa, give me some pocket money!" โ€

The corners of Fu Lin's mouth twitched, "That million is spent?" "The speed of his son's defeat really makes him sigh, his speed of making money is almost unable to keep up with the speed of his son's failure!

"It's all spent." Fu Zimo's expression seemed to be saying something insignificant.

"You ......" Fu Lin subconsciously wanted to educate.

The old man was happy, "It's good to spend money, and those who can spend money will make money." โ€

"Dad!" Fu Lin glanced at the old man depressedly, do you want to be so spoiled? Don't let him educate his son?

The old man and Fu Zimo ignored Fu Lin very tacitly, and the old man took out a bank card and handed it to Fu Zimo, "Good grandson, this is my supplementary card, you can spend less than 10 million." โ€

"Thank you, grandpa!" Fu Zimo thanked him with a smile.

Fu Lin looked at the smile of his long-lost son, his expression was a little dazed, he hadn't seen Fu Zimo smile so sincerely at home for a long time.

"Grandpa, I'll go up and take a shower first." When Fu Zimo walked to the staircase, his footsteps paused and said, "Good night father." โ€

For Fu Zimo, who has been reborn once, this father, who has been a stranger for more than 20 years, it is already very difficult for him to say this.

Fu Lin had a calm face, not knowing what he was thinking.

The old man also sighed deeply, "You father and son, each one has a more stubborn temper. โ€

Fu Lin rarely relaxed his stiff face in front of his father, "Dad, do you think I don't want to be close to my son?" But you spoil him so much, sooner or later he will have to be raised! Fighting, causing trouble, skipping class, what can't he do? Learning, etiquette, means, which one does he know? โ€

Fu Lin is actually right, every father wants his son to be better.

The old man snorted, "What's wrong with my grandson?" It's my own money anyway! It's just that it's useless, and I have more money to leave for him to live this life comfortably. โ€

Fu Lin covered his face, struggling and bitter in his heart.

The old man was a little soft-hearted in the face of his youngest child, and comforted: "Xiaomo is not as bad as you think, didn't he do you a great favor this afternoon?" โ€

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Fu Zimo, who had been standing at the corner of the stairs eavesdropping, only heard this, released his clenched fist again, and walked back to his room.

They don't recognize each other, and neither of them wants to go back first.

In the shadow of the corridor, Sun Ziyi was also eavesdropping, and when he saw this, he could only sneer, the greater the gap between their father and son, the more beneficial it would be to their mother and son.

Fu Zimo is already fifteen years old, and when he is sixteen years old, he will serve in the group, if he is not recognized by the elders, then he can only blame himself!

After returning to the room, the door was locked, and Fu Zimo lay on the bed and entered the consciousness space.

Rocius, who had been watching this qiฤ“, floated over and asked cautiously, "Host, are you in a bad mood?" โ€

Fu Zimo smiled, was he in a bad mood so obvious? Even a person without emotion can feel it.

"It's fine."

Fu Zimo called out the task system, "I completed the task, what is the reward?" โ€

"Ten points."

"It's only ten o'clock?"

Rocius looked at the host a little speechlessly, feeling that his IQ was too low to bear to look at directly, "Alas, how many points do you want for such a simple task?" โ€

The corners of Fu Zimo's mouth twitched, and the expression on your face that couldn't bear to look directly meant something!

"Forget it, what can you exchange for ten points?" Fu Zimo asked with some curiosity.

"The host can choose to enhance any of these capabilities." Rocius waved his hand, and the light screen instantly appeared with the ability options that Fu Zimo could choose.

Fu Zimo's gaze swept over intelligence, memory, health, etc., and chose "force".

Rosius couldn't help but ask, "Host, don't you choose intelligence?" He saw it all just now, and he was very worried about the host! How can such a stupid host make progress in the midterm exams?

Fu Zimo took a deep breath, his eyes full of murderous aura.

[Help: How can I beat a machine to death? ใ€‘

However, he also knew that Rocius was actually amusing him, and after choosing the option, he withdrew from the consciousness space.

Lie on the bed and look out the window at the moonlight.

Fu Zimo lowered his eyes, and always felt that this rebirth was like a dream.

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Early the next morning, Lin Wenyuan opened the door of Fu's house with the key in his familiar manner, said hello to the old man who was exercising in the morning, and walked upstairs to wake up Fu Zimo.

Fu Zimo slept late yesterday, and he was still sleeping soundly at this time. He had always slept badly, the quilt had been kicked to the ground, and he was lying on the bed in a large shape, and his clothes had been lifted up, revealing his white waist.

Lin Wenyuan picked up the quilt and covered him with difficulty, if he wanted to look at it again, his nosebleed should flow backwards!

He gently woke up Fu Zimo, "Zimo, get up, didn't you say you want to go to school today?" โ€

Fu Zimo woke up in a daze, saw that it was Lin Wenyuan, and fell asleep again, "Come up again in half an hour." โ€

Lin Wenyuan knew that Fu Zimo had actually woken up, but he still needed to be confused for a while, and tiptoed downstairs to a subordinate and ordered: "You go to the west of the city to buy the soybean milk that the Li family laid earlier and the glutinous rice buns in the center of the city, and wait for your young master to eat." โ€

This person is new here, and he can't turn a corner, so why don't you toss so much for breakfast!? "Huh?"

Lin Wenyuan frowned, "Didn't you hear clearly?" โ€

He stammered, "I hear you, but, the kitchen has made breakfast." โ€

"Zimo can't get used to that." Fu Zimo is very picky, if it doesn't suit his appetite, he would rather be hungry all morning than eat.

"Oooh." This subordinate was dumbfounded, and hurriedly walked out under Lin Wenyuan's indifferent expression.

"That's right," Lin Wenyuan reminded: "You go to eternity, otherwise it's too late, remember, come back within twenty-five minutes." He looked down at his watch, "Within twenty-four minutes." โ€

This subordinate is speechless, just buy breakfast! I actually want to drive a sports car with a price of up to 3.8 million! The life of the wealthy young master is really something he can't imagine, he thinks with a cow on his face.

When Fu Zimo finished washing and went downstairs, he just bought breakfast, but unfortunately it was still late, the breakfast was already a little cold, and Fu Zimo refused to eat it after a few bites.

Lin Wenyuan frowned, he shouldn't have seen that person as a newcomer, so he dragged the time for five minutes.

They all went to Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School, Lin Wenyuan was in the second year of high school, and Fu Zimo was in the third year of junior high school.

After being late for most of the class, the two drove late.

Not to mention that Fu Zimo is not old enough to drive, just looking at the license plate, no one on the road dares to stop him.

A member of the student council on duty at the gate stopped in front of the car with a cold face, his eyes full of contempt for Fu Zimo, "The school is not allowed to drive into the campus. โ€

Fu Zimo sneered and hooked his finger at him, the student council member frowned, hesitated and came to Fu Zimo's car window from the front of the car, "Your IQ is so low, did you graduate from elementary school?" โ€

Then he and Lin Wenyuan drove directly in very arrogantly.

The student council members blushed and stomped their feet hatefully, this Fu Zimo is really as hateful as Ming An said!

No, he is even more hateful than Fu Ming'an said! She must ask her brother to give him some color and see!

At the moment of entering the campus, two mechanical voices sounded in Fu Zimo's heart.

[Trigger the "Scholar" mission.] Description: A stylish scumbag with an unusually high IQ is a basic attribute. Mission Progress: 0. Reward: Scholar's aura. ใ€‘

[Trigger the "School Bully" mission.] Description: You are a stylish scumbag whose dream is to become a school bully who dominates the school. Mission Progress: 0. Reward: Aura of Tyrant. ใ€‘