He is like a delusional person

Chapter 177 The So-called Fate

When Fu Yanlin turned away from Financial Street, he happened to see Shen Guannan and Wen Sheng talking at the door of the building.

Based on a man's intuitive judgment, Fu Yanlin believed that Shen Guannan was definitely not Wen Sheng's simple junior sister. However, if he had any intentions towards Wen Sheng, given his rank, it was impossible for him to not attack for three to five years.

Although Shen Guannan's net worth and background are not as good as Jiang Yukuo's, if you compare him with Jiang Yukuo, anyone with a little bit of brains would choose Shen Guannan.

Fu Yanlin couldn't figure out for the time being why Shen Guannan was so special to Wen Sheng of his family, so special that the plastic surgery monster named Sha bit Xu Rangchu's mailbox to death and refused to let go.She must have discovered the difference between Shen Guannan and Wen Sheng.

Thinking of this, Fu Yanlin was very unhappy.

Why do you want to miss his Wen Sheng?

Fu Yanlin dialed Song Yuen's number.

The other end of the phone rang for a long time before Song Yuen's confused voice came, filled with a strong feeling of getting out of bed, "Old dog Fu, if you have a fucking fart, hurry up!"

Fu Yanlin ignored his annoyance at being woken up and asked directly, "Are you going to the reception at the Hyatt on Friday too?"

Song Yuen groaned, "Go, my father had an operation last month and has to recuperate for three months. He has no time to go. He told me to study with my seniors. You know I hate this kind of boring commercial promotion activities." , but if I don’t go, my head will be torn off by my father. No, I don’t want to die alone, so I asked Lao Xu to accompany me.”

"Why didn't you ask me?" Fu Yanlin asked in an arrogant tone.

"No, I don't even want to go to this rubbish activity. Why am I asking you? Why don't you slander me to death? Why am I stupid enough to rush to do it for you?" Song Yuen said mid-sentence when he suddenly realized, "No , Fu Laogou, you mean you want to go?"

Fu Yan held it in front of him, "Can't you do it?"

"..." Song Yuen said helplessly, "Okay, why not? Your dignified Young Master Fu wants to attend, and the organizer won't kneel down to send you an invitation letter."

"No," Fu Yanlin said, "I need you to get an invitation for me."

"Why?" Song Yuen asked softly, "I am the young master of the Song family, and you can do whatever you want?"

"Are you rejecting me?" Fu Yanlin asked.

"You're going by yourself, why do you want me to get you an invitation letter? You don't have a mouth or hands? Or did your assistant fire you?"

"Just asking you, are you going?" Fu Yanlin didn't want the organizers to know that he would go. There was no need to say more about the status of the Fu family in Jiangzhou. He hated that his so-called status as the Fu family made other people nod and bow.

Recently, the core of Linyun Technology's new product has been leaked, which has made a lot of noise. People who are watching the excitement have followed the clues. Many people already know that Linyun Technology's Lianchuang Fu Yanlin is the young master of the Fu family in Jiangzhou.This layer of identity that he didn't want until his death could no longer be hidden.

"..." Song Yuen took a deep breath, trying hard not to be irritated and angry, "Okay, I'll go, I'll get it for you, ancestor!"

Fu Yanlin could feel Song Yuen's mania through the phone. He chuckled and said, "I won't let your trip go in vain."

Song Yuen asked coquettishly, "Hey, can you afford the errand fee for me?"

Fu Yanlin said lightly, "I will ask my assistant to deliver it to you in a moment, the Song Dynasty sapphire flower vase that you have coveted for a long time."

"Really?" Song Yuen suddenly became more energetic, "Fu Laogou, a gentleman's words can't be chased by eight horses!"

He has indeed been coveting that thing for a long time!

He asked Fu Yanlin for it many times, and the price was twice as high as the market price, but the dog refused to give it.

It was his grandma's eightieth birthday at the end of the year, and the old man liked this simple thing. He asked for it to celebrate his grandma's birthday.

"Don't want it?" Fu Yanlin deliberately teased him.

"Yes! How much?"

"No money. I'll take pity on you."

Song Yuen asked in confusion, "Why are you pitying me?" "I was attending a cocktail party and couldn't find my female companion, so I asked Xu Rang to accompany me for the first time. Aren't you pitiful?" Fu Yanlin chuckled.

Song Yuen gritted his teeth and said, "Fu Laogou, I fucking suspect you are showing off! Do you understand that murder is heart-breaking? How could Wen Sheng be so blind and provoke such an ungrateful thing like you! I don't know who it is. When Wen Sheng was dumped, he stayed in my house drunkenly every day, holding my house and listening to the wind, calling affectionately A Sheng, A Sheng... Do you know what your behavior is called? The villain is successful! What the hell are you? The interpretation of the four words "little man succeeds" is perfect!"

Faced with Song Yuen's rage and roar, Fu Yanlin only responded calmly: You're in a hurry.

Song Yuen was so angry that she turned off the phone.

Anxious and corrupt.

After closing the line, Fu Yanlin sent a voice message to Wen Sheng, "We are not allowed to be Shen Guannan's female companion at the cocktail party on Friday. My girlfriend can only accompany me."

He admitted that he was indeed a bit petty and petty - Shen Guannan was on official business, so he wouldn't be so fussy about it.

But Fu Yanlin couldn't imagine Wen Sheng being in a couple with another man.

Even if there were, the man standing beside her could only be him.

Then, Fu Yanlin happily drove to Linyun Technology.
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Because I have to attend the cocktail party on Friday, I need to prepare a dress.

After getting off work at night, Zhu Qingjia happened to come back from Shenzhen. The two of them were too lazy to go home and cook, so they made an appointment for dinner at Guojin, where they happened to accompany Wen Sheng to buy a dress for the reception.

We went to a famous boutique store that Zhu Qingjia often went to. The clerks all looked familiar to Wen Sheng.

When Wen Sheng arrived, Zhu Qingjia was still stuck in the road, so she picked it up first.

For a business cocktail party, it doesn't have to be too eye-catching, but it shouldn't be too ordinary. This is the first time she and Fu Yanlin have appeared in public. She said she didn't want to dress up to look good, which is a lie.

It can be seen that Wen Sheng's dressing style is more dignified and elegant. Most of the clothes in this store this season are sexy. I searched around but couldn't find anything suitable.

Just when Wen Sheng was about to give up, he suddenly saw the clerk taking a new model and putting it on the display rack.

The style and color are her favorite.

Wen Sheng couldn't help but step forward.

Just when she reached for the clothes hanger, a fair and slender hand landed on the clothes hanger at the same time as hers.

For a moment, both of them held the dress.

Wen Sheng subconsciously looked towards the other party, and happened to fall into the other party's eyes.

She was a woman with a particularly recognizable appearance. Her delicate facial features looked very beautiful whether taken apart or put together.The wavy hair that falls over her shoulders shines with a healthy luster under the soft indoor light. She wears a suit and dress, which adds a bit of a capable aura.

The other person asked first, "Do you like this skirt too?"

Wen Sheng smiled slightly, and before she could answer, the woman smiled again and said, "What a coincidence, I like it too."

Before Wen Sheng could speak, the woman added, "It's a pity that this brand of clothing only produces one piece of each style."

Seeing that the other party was holding on to the clothes hanger, he had no intention of letting go, and there was a hint of strength in his words.

Wen Sheng thought, it was just a piece of clothing, and she didn't particularly like it, so she wouldn't be fighting over it with a stranger.

She politely withdrew her hand, smiled and said, "It's okay."

After saying that, Wen Sheng turned to leave, ready to see other styles.

But at this moment, the woman suddenly stopped Wen Sheng, raised the skirt in her hand and said, "I have very finicky tastes, and I basically don't like the same thing as others. But today we actually like the same dress." , I think, this is the so-called fate? My name is selene, what is your name? "

(End of this chapter)