Chapter Twenty-Seven: Missing
Xiao Li's behavior made Molina, who had just gotten out of the car, grit his teeth with hatred for a while, but those in the know know what is going on, but if they don't know, maybe they think that they have done something to this big man this month. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Heaven and earth can be learned, because of Fan Bizhuang, Molina didn't treat this guy badly, he was supplied with good food and drink, even if he asked this guy to help deal with something, it was good to talk non-stop, even when he was angry to the extreme, he didn't yell at the other party - I have to mention one point here, Xiao Li is a guy who has more than enough success and more than failure, and he will do almost nothing except add to the chaos, for example, let him go out to buy this thing, he will buy you that thing back, let him prepare dinner, he will order you an open-air cocktail party at the hotel... β¦
Sometimes, Molina can't wait to strangle this annoying guy to death, you say he's stupid, he's really not stupid, he's usually a goblin, especially in grabbing vegetables to eat. But he just doesn't want to read books, doesn't want to learn foreign languages, even if there are a lot of jokes and embarrassing things because of the language barrier and insufficient expression and understanding, he still looks like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, and he doesn't learn anything.
Molina really wanted to kick this guy away, if it weren't for Mr. Fan in China repeatedly asking him on the phone to take care of him, he would have put his ideas into action a long time ago.
Of course, now Molina is dissatisfied that Fan Bizhuang finally returned, and the first hug should be his own, and the result is ...... But he was preempted by this bastard. MD, I'm the closest person to him, okay, are you sticking a jar like this, do you want to make a face?
It turns out that Xiao Li is really shameless, and it is estimated that he has been thrown to Java a long time ago.
Letting Molina blow his beard and stare on the side, Xiao Li just ignored it, still snotty, and wiped and wiped Fan Bizhuang's clothes like a child.
Fan Bizhuang was a little helpless, and in the end, he had no choice but to work together with Molina to drag this guy to the car, and threatened to leave him here alone if he called again, which made him quiet.
"When I was in the United States, I thought about what kind of scene it would be when I came back, maybe it was hugging each other, maybe it was just a plain mutual smile, everything was silent, but I didn't expect it to be like this......"
The car had started, the car was driving smoothly on the road, Fan Bizhuang was holding a tissue, wiping some residue on his clothes, while shaking his head helplessly and smiling bitterly.
He doesn't have much contact with Xiao Li, and he has only seen a few times in China, so it stands to reason that he doesn't know much, but now it seems that this guy doesn't look old and doesn't look old, but the whole thing is a "stunned young man", maybe it is more appropriate to describe it as a comic comparison, but it is unreliable anyway.
But after all, it was his "grandfather" who sent him here, and he heard that he was still from his own Fan clan, so he was helpless about it. However, being interrupted by Xiao Li like this, the amazement and emotion when we met again were diluted a lot.
Molina drove the car and didn't look back, but his mouth was quite helpless and said, "So now you should be able to understand my pain for more than a month...... With such a neurotic guy here, I feel like my life is tormented every day...... Fan, I think you should talk to your grandfather in China and send this guy away quickly. Otherwise, I was afraid that one day, I would be sent to a psychiatric hospital...... Shut up, don't speak! β
Xiao Li opened his mouth very unconvinced and wanted to refute, Molina, who saw this from the rearview mirror, unceremoniously scolded in half-baked Chinese, Xiao Li suddenly froze, hung his head, and looked dissatisfied and complaining.
Thinking about it for more than a month, Xiao Li was also cleaned up by Molina, even if he was dissatisfied at this time, he didn't dare to say much, he couldn't really worry about causing the little young master's dissatisfaction, so he could only sit in the back seat angrily, express his displeasure with a cold snort, and then don't say a word.
Fan Bizhuang smiled and shook his head gently.
After spending more than a month in the United States, I lived a life of isolation in the hospital, but the world does not stop turning because of one person.
A month is not a long time, it is not a short time, many things happen during this time, the European Cup is held, the Beijing Olympics is about to begin, of course, this is a grand event, but it is not the most shocking thing, the biggest event is the Wenchuan earthquake that suddenly occurred in China...... A sudden earthquake caused countless people to lose their homes and families, and the whole of China was in mourning.
However, the people of Chinese were not crushed by such a huge disaster, and at the most critical moment, Chinese once again showed the world the strong and unyielding backbone of Yanhuang's bloodline, the army went to the earthquake center, and countless volunteers risked their lives to spontaneously rush to the front line to provide disaster relief...... Scenes of generosity and sorrow were staged all over the land of China, and the Chinese used their hands and will to fight against great natural disasters, and they announced to the world that China can suffer hardships, can withstand tests, but will never be defeated, and we can protect our homeland!
Although he was in the United States, although Fan Bizhuang did not know about many things and news in the hospital, Molina still passed on the earthquake in China as soon as possible, and Fan Bizhuang did not hesitate to donate all the money he could to his motherland.
He is in the United States, he is bound by things, and he cannot return to his homeland at such a critical moment, and all he can do is to do his best and contribute what he can. He loves money, but a lot of times, it's not the most important thing. He also knows that for many people who have lost their loved ones and homes, money cannot buy everything that has passed, but this is a piece of Fan Bizhuang's heart, at least, he can make himself feel that he belongs to a Chinese and that he stands with all his compatriots.
Fan Bizhuang has not been in the professional league for too long, even in the past year, he has been mixed in the top league, under Molina and the team behind him, received countless endorsements and advertisements, but his accumulation is still very shallow after all, although his salary and other income are a lot, but the expenses are also very large, but Rao is so, he still did not hesitate to donate all his savings back to China.
Of course, in his view, this is far from enough, and the human and financial resources needed for post-disaster reconstruction are even more astronomical. Fan Bizhuang privately decided in his heart that no matter how much money he made in the future, he would take out a considerable proportion of the part and send it back to China in a steady stream.
It's not that he is so high-spirited, nor does he want to make a good name for doing charity, in fact, the people and media in China don't know about his donations for the earthquake disaster, everything is carried out in a low-key and calm manner, Fan Bizhuang is just doing what he thinks a descendant of Yan and Huang should do.
It can be said that the current Fan Bizhuang is poor and white, and it is estimated that for a long time in the future, Fan Bizhuang can only tighten his belt and live a small life, but he does not regret it.
For Fan Bizhuang's actions and decisions, Molina is also supportive, not only donating all the savings he can take, but Felisa, Bella and others are also generous and contribute their part.
It's not a lot of money, but it's also a heart.
For Fan Bizhuang, this Wenchuan earthquake, to a certain extent, has given him some gains.
When he learned the news, Fan Bizhuang, who was far away in the United States, suddenly tightened his heart, although Molina had told him that Mr. Fan and Mr. Lin and other "relatives" were not affected by the earthquake disaster because they were far away in the capital, but he still couldn't help but worry.
Some things will not be buried because of escape, after learning the news that he still has relatives alive, Fan Bizhuang's first reaction is to "escape" from China, without any psychological preparation, he really doesn't know what kind of mood to face these relatives who suddenly appeared.
But the throbbing in the blood did not disappear because of this escape, Fan Bizhuang hesitated, and finally dialed the number he asked for from Molina.
The process of talking was very simple and very plain, Fan Bizhuang only asked a few words of concern, and then hung up the phone, and he didn't even say a word "grandpa" during the whole process.
But for Fan Lao, this is enough, at least Fan Bizhuang's attitude is no longer as resistant as before. As time passed, Fan Lao believed that one day, he would be able to personally hear Fan Bizhuang call him "grandpa".
On Fan Bizhuang's side, although he did not clearly express his willingness to return to China to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, he did not even have any guarantees and promises, but he knew very well in his heart that this phone call was like a bridge, which had made him and his relatives in China no longer so far away.
All that is waiting is time.
"That's right, Fan."
While thinking about it, Molina suddenly spoke again: "I helped you take over a few endorsements and advertisements, you know, our accounts are clean now, and there is no money at all." You're going to have a lot of time to go. β
Fan Bizhuang smiled disapprerovingly: "I know, work hard to make money!" β
Molina laughed, and Xiao Li muttered: "It's just a trivial matter that can be solved by a phone call from Fan Lao, how many or how many you want." β
Molina cast a disdainful glance at him, while Fan Bizhuang shook his head in silence and looked out the window.
If he wanted to get more money and a higher status, then he would have gone to the United States with Mr. Pueta.
He loves money very much, but other people's is always someone else's.
Life has taught him to be strong and independent, he has hands and feet, and what he wants, he will rely on his own hands and feet to work hard, instead of relying on other people's alms and help.
"Also, Fan ......"
Molina's words brought Fan Bizhuang back to reality again, and after a moment's hesitation, Molina spoke, "Mr. Louis called a few days ago and said he wanted to meet with you?" β
"Coach Louis? Is it AragonΓ©s? Receiving Molina's affirmative answer, Fan Bizhuang shook his head, "No." Let's just say I don't have time. β