In the end, fighting is a hard work, Fu Zimo took Lin Wenyuan and went to the most expensive hotel in the city to eat, he couldn't wait to spend the remaining 500,000 in one meal, so as to see what the reward for completing the task was.

Lin Wenyuan wanted to talk and stopped along the way, not knowing whether to tell him that this hotel was opened by his family.

An hour later, Fu Zimo looked at the invoice in his hand with a dark face.

I can't tell me why I will win the lottery if I eat a meal!

Finally spent tens of thousands of yuan and won 200,000 yuan, just like seeing a gold coin on the ground, happily picking it up but finding that it was a piece of chocolate, who can understand the pain in his heart at this moment!?

Fu Zimo silently lasamen tears in his heart.

He turned his head to look at Lin Wenyuan expressionlessly, staring at it deadly, his eyes didn't blink, his brows were furrowed, and his face was angry.

Not to mention the parties, even if they recognized their own prince, the general manager who had been following the two of them was also frightened by this low-pressure terrifying gaze.

Lin Wenyuan was originally as steady as Mount Tai for him to see, but as time slowly passed, his expression began to be a little unnatural, and he unconsciously looked away.

The expression on Fu Zimo's face immediately changed, and he turned around with a smile and left, obviously in a good mood.

Bullying someone has always been his greatest pleasure since he was a child, until they fell in love in their previous life and broke up in a flash, he always lost his momentum in front of Lin Wenyuan inexplicably, and he hated him so much that the roots of his teeth itched.

Now that he has been reborn, he can bully Lin Wenyuan again, and Young Master Fu is so happy that he can't wait to go to the back mountain to run two laps.

Ahem, of course, it's still a little colder on the surface.

Lin Wenyuan reluctantly followed, but his eyes were full of indulgence, this kind of love was like red wine hidden in the cellar, slowly fermenting and ripening in a place he couldn't see, wafting out a faint aroma of wine.

When passing by a haute couture clothing store, Fu Zimo walked in, planning to spend the extra 100,000 yuan for no reason in this store.

The shopping guide of this kind of clothing store, Su zhì is very tall, and as soon as he saw the two of them coming in, he immediately greeted him with a smile. Wearing ten-centimeter high heels, her eyes swept over Fu Zimo and directly fell on Lin Wenyuan, "Sir, custom clothes or clothes?" ”

The corners of Fu Zimo's eyes twitched, Lin Wenyuan has grown taller than him since he was a child, especially after he went to high school, that son was rising slowly, and Fu Zimo's pitiful height of more than one meter six was just past Lin Wenyuan's shoulders.

A group of his bad friends often hurt him, "Yo hehe, Fu Xiaomo, why are you as tall as my cousin's elementary school student?" Yes? ”

Of course, you can imagine what will happen after you say this.

Fu Zimo took out his membership card, shook it in front of the shopping guide's eyes, and said, "Take out my customized clothes." ”

The shopping guide looked at Fu Zimo in surprise, but he didn't expect that he actually looked away, and thought that this child was the younger brother of the young man, and then said apologetically: "Sorry classmate, I'll pick it up now." ”

The price of customized clothing in this store is very expensive, and ordinary people can't afford it, and the shopping guide is worried, and he doesn't know if Fu Zimo will care.

She won this job with great difficulty, but if Fu Zimo complained to the manager, the menopausal old devil would definitely dismiss her directly!

She quickly took out the clothes and handed them to Fu Zimo with both hands, "May I ask if you want to try them on now?" ”

Fu Zimo nodded, ready to go in to change clothes, and when he walked to the door of the fitting room, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a small royal blue suit, and then his gaze stopped.

It's just a simple slim line, with dark blue embroidery on the cuffs and neckline, which looks delicate and not high-profile, and I looked through it and found that there is no logo of this custom store. Fu Zimo raised his eyebrows, he actually saw the shadow of an old man on this dress.

That's a real genius, with a unique aura in clothing design, at least, Fu Zimo has never seen anyone more suitable for being a designer than him.

When he returned from the mecca of fashion design, country Y, and became a well-known legend, the upper class people across the country rushed to grab the clothes he designed, but he only did not accept the order from the Fu family.

Among them, there is a secret that Fu Zimo did not tell until his death.

In the TV series, Cinderella marries into a wealthy family and leaps into the fairy tale of high society, there is no zài, Fu Zimo's group will always only play with people in the same circle, this kind of small circle with Chinese characteristics is the most exclusive to outsiders, and people who do not belong to this circle can't squeeze in at all.

And Xu Zhishan is the only friend outside the circle in Fu Zimo's last life. From the initial employer and employee, to the later mutual appreciation, Fu Zimo admired his pride and talent, and Xu Zhishan envied his unscrupulous and freedom.

Became friends in a daze.

In his previous life, Fu Zimo was very depressed for a while after the incident that almost stirred up the entire lake, and on that day, Xu Zhishan, who had been proud for 20 years, said to him: "Fu Zimo, I am going to study in country Y." ”

Fu Zimo, who was half drunk, raised his head and smiled casually: "Ah." ”

Xu Zhishan was silent for a while, and said the longest paragraph since he met Fu Zimo, "Fu Zimo, I don't have money, but I only have this one chance, and I only have one friend from you, I Xu Zhishan never asks for help, today, I beg you." Please help me. ”

Fu Zimo was stabbed in his heart by his firm eyes, his lips that looked like Fu Ming'an were pursed very tightly, thinking that he had always been proud, he said the word "begging" to his only friend, which had shattered his pride.

Fu Zimo suddenly hated it in his heart, he hated Xu Zhishan's pride, hated Xu Zhishan's talent, hated Xu Zhishan's lips like his younger brother, and hated himself even more for achieving nothing.

His eyes were indifferent, he wrote a check with a brush, and said with a smile: "Okay, if you kneel down and beg me, I will give it to you." ”

Xu Zhishan looked at Fu Zimo in disbelief, and was about to turn around and leave.

Fu Zimo smiled, with some indescribable feelings, and said condescendingly: "Xu Zhishan, you have thought about it, only I can help you in this world." ”

Xu Zhishan's back paused, and there seemed to be a forbidden silent video between the two, no one moved or continued to speak, and finally he looked at Fu Zimo's eyes, knelt down straight, and said word by word: "Fu Zimo, I beg you." ”

Fu Zimo was stunned, he didn't expect Xu Zhishan to really kneel, in fact, he regretted it after the words were spoken, but the ridiculous self-esteem in his heart couldn't help but make him apologize, to take back his words, he could only hand over the check.

Xu Zhishan took it with trembling hands, didn't say anything, and left.

Fu Zimo opened his mouth, and the apology was not said until Xu Zhishan left, but he didn't expect that this would be the last time they met.

Later, Fu Zimo thought that he was probably obsessed with it that day, so he would do such a scummy thing.

During Xu Zhishan's study in country Y, Fu Zimo silently paid attention to his information and anonymously remitted money for him.

Many years later, Fu Zimo and Xu Zhishan were no longer young, and they never met again. When Fu Zimo, who was immersed in drunken money, received a check from Xu Zhishan, he understood that he had lost his only friend many years ago.

This is the story between him and Xu Zhishan, and this is a secret that Lin Wenyuan has never known.

Fu Zimo always felt guilty in his heart, and now that he was reborn, he thought that he finally had a chance to make amends.

The shopping guide walked over, a little anxious between her eyebrows, "Is there anything I can do to help you?" ”

Fu Zimo came back to his senses and asked her, "Who made this dress?" He asked, pointing to the royal blue suit.

The shopping guide lady turned white and complained about the boy countless times in her heart, "I'm sorry, this, this is a friend's clothes, put here to help sell." I'll ...... right away."

Fu Zimo frowned and interrupted her, "Is the designer's name Xu Zhishan?" ”

The shopping guide nodded in amazement.

His face softened, with a little nostalgia and a little regret, and said: "You help me contact him, just say that I like his works very much and am willing to support him." ”

The shopping guide had no choice but to nod, "Okay." ”

Lin Wenyuan also came over, Fu Zimo threw him the customized clothing he was originally holding in his hand, picked up the suit designed by Xu Zhishan and prepared to change it in.

Lin Wenyuan heard the conversation between Fu Zimo and Miss Shopping Guide, and immediately became vigilant in his heart, Xu Zhishan, as soon as he heard it, it was the boy's name! In the past, Zimo was not interested in men, but now he has to guard against it!

It can be seen that Fu Zimo likes this dress very much, Lin Wenyuan said sourly: "What's so beautiful about this dress, I have a garment factory at home, why do you buy so many clothes?" ”

Fu Zimo stopped when he heard this, turned around and smiled, "Do you know why I want to buy clothes?" ”

Lin Wenyuan looked at it intently, "Why?" ”

"Because I'm going to take it off for you." Fu Zimo said meaningfully, then walked into the fitting room and closed the door.

Lin Wenyuan was stunned, and Fu Zimo's inattentive appearance immediately appeared in his mind, I am, my nosebleed!

Someone who realized it later finally noticed that Fu Zimo woke up, and suddenly it was like brushing the system, and this Nima rank had improved by more than one level.

Is this a hint? Count!?

Lin Wenyuan, who felt that he would never be able to guess, was sad and wanted to beat his chest.

He was still in self-pity, and suddenly a person patted him on the shoulder from behind, and Lin Wenyuan, who was taken aback, almost grabbed that hand and performed an international ten-level over-the-shoulder fall live.

The person who came was also taken aback by Lin Wenyuan's reaction, "What are you thinking, you are thinking so intrigued." ”

Lin Wen looked at the sky from afar, touching his nose and feeling quite weak, cough cough, he can't say in front of his future uncle that I was thinking about your brother just now, right?

The person who came was about ten or □□ years old, about the same height as Lin Wenyuan, with a slender body, warm eyebrows, and a white dress that seemed to be a beautiful son of the world who walked out of the picture scroll. He is Fu Zimo's cousin, Fu Xingxia.

Fu Xingxia's father, Fu Shan, is Fu Lin's eldest brother and is an out-and-out martial arts fan, so he named his eldest son Fu Xingxia, and the second son was naturally called Fu Bingyi.

It is said that Fu Shan secretly took the household registration book to change his name, and Mrs. Fu didn't let him enter the room for half a month, which was a legend in the circle twenty years ago.

Lin Wenyuan teased him: "Yo, Fu Daxia is here." ”

Fu Xingxia smiled bitterly: "Don't make fun of me, it's not enough to laugh for more than ten years?" ”

Lin Wenyuan was about to say something, but suddenly there was a sound of opening the door behind him, and he immediately turned his head.

Fu Zimo stood behind them, dressed in royal blue clothes as if they were tailor-made for him, with smooth lines, lining him noble and exquisite.

Fu Xingxia exclaimed: "The more Xiaomo grows up, the better he looks." ”

Lin Wenyuan looked at it, but there was only one voice in his heart, take it off to me, take it off for me, take it off for me, take it off for me......

When he felt bad and came back to his senses, he saw Fu Zimo raising his eyebrows and smiling evilly, looking at him.