He is like a delusional person

Fu Yanlin looked at Wen Sheng carefully and did not see the slightest bit of disappointment on her face.

"Appreciate further details."

Wen Sheng took Fu Yanlin's hand and came to the waiting area of ​​the bus station on the side of the road, and found an empty seat to sit down.

"Director Zhao just signed a big project before I arrived at Yueji, and this year's investment target has been exceeded." Wen Sheng leaned on Fu Yanlin's arm, and the two of them were like the most ordinary young lovers, "I thought that anyway Since everyone is here, it’s better to make the trip in vain, so I chatted with Mrs. Zhao Dong about the Vixinuo case for a while. She also agreed with Vixinuo’s product quality and brand concept, and said she would talk to her when we parted. Although Director Zhao has not made a decision on seeking additional investment, there is still some hope. If there is hope, we will have a chance to do something."

Fu Yanlin also had a certain understanding of who Zhao Xinghai was.At the cocktail party that day, he deliberately introduced Wen Sheng to Zhao Xinghai, hoping that she could build up this connection.For his sake, it would be more or less convenient.

Obviously, Wen Sheng didn't do this.

She is independent and intelligent, but has her own temper.In any case, Fu Yanlin chose to respect it.He also believed that with Wen Sheng's ability, it would not be difficult to negotiate cooperation.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Zhao will successfully persuade Zhao Xinghai to invest more." Fu Yanlin was confident.

Wen Sheng was puzzled, "Do you have so much confidence in me?"

Fu Yanlin pulled up a strand of hair that was scattered around Wen Sheng's ear, his eyes full of tenderness, "As the saying goes, heroes have been saddened by beauty since ancient times. If you want to blow your pillow, I can risk my life. How big is a mere few hundred million? "

Lianchuang, a dignified unicorn company, has greasy love words at his fingertips.

Wen Sheng suppressed a smile and said seriously, "Fu Yanlin, I don't want your life. As long as you are safe and well, you can always do what you like."

If he relies on Fu Yanlin's connections to get in touch with Director Zhao, he may be able to get twice the result with half the effort in attracting investment.

However, Director Zhao gave him face as the youngest member of the Fu family. If Wen Sheng did this, he would have an inexplicable relationship with the Fu family.

The relationship between the Fu family is complicated, and the relationship between Fu Yanlin and Fu Yuhe is even more dire.

Wen Sheng didn't want him to be in a dilemma.

So when discussing things, his relationship with Fu Yanlin was not mentioned at all.This is not only respect for Fu Yanlin, but also respect for himself.

"A Sheng——" Fu Yanlin didn't expect Wen Sheng to say that, and his eyes tightened.

No woman, including his biological mother, had ever said such a thing.

What Fu Yanlin heard most from Jiang Lingyi was: Ah Yan, he is your biological father after all, so you have to be more tolerant in everything; Ah Yan, mother has no choice but to believe that mother is for your own good; Ah Yan, don’t mess with him Anger at your father, he loves you; Ayan, whatever you want, you will do whatever you want.

In Wen Sheng, Fu Yanlin could feel the importance and care.He is just Fu Yanlin, her man, not the youngest of the Fu family, Linyun's Lianchuang, and Jiangzhou City's technological upstart.

"Thank you, Ah Sheng." Fu Yanlin's eyes heated up and he quickly hugged Wen Sheng into his arms.

For a moment, he was glad that he had laid a dragnet and bravely took the girl he had been secretly in love with for ten years into his arms.

His Asheng is the best girl in the world.

"Classmate Fu, how about we take the bus back to grandma's house?" Wen Sheng suggested.

She hadn't been back to Jiazhou for a long time and wanted to slow down and take a look at this city full of memories of her girlhood.

Fu Yanlin responded to every request, "Okay, let's take bus No. 72."

"When I was in high school, I often took bus No. 72. I don't know if the route has changed now." Wen Sheng took Fu Yanlin to look at the bus route map.

Bus No. 72 is the longest bus line in Jiazhou, detouring through most of Jiazhou City and ending at Jiazhou No. [-] Middle School.

After getting on the bus, Fu Yanlin deliberately chose a seat in the last row and sat next to Wen Sheng.

"Classmate Fu, look, that's the uniform of Jiazhou No. [-] Middle School." Wen Sheng pointed excitedly at the female student standing next to the single seat.

Memories suddenly came to Fu Yanlin's mind.At that time, Wen Sheng also wore a high ponytail, wore loose school uniforms, squeezed into a crowded bus, and put on headphones to listen to English.

"When you were in high school, you carried a schoolbag like her, and started listening to headphones as soon as you got in the car." Fu Yanlin pulled away from the memories and said calmly.

"How did you know?" Wen Sheng was slightly stunned.

Fu Yanlin rubbed Wen Sheng's head and said in a slightly dissatisfied tone, "When school is over, I will also take this bus back to my grandma's house, and I will meet you every day. At that time, you were just listening to English, such an eye-catcher. The handsome guy didn't even look at him when he got in the car, which was quite hurt."

"I wasn't in the mood to look at handsome guys at the time." Wen Sheng was a little embarrassed. When Wen Sheng was a girl, she never had the so-called heart-pounding moments. Her life was only about studying and competing.

Occasionally for entertainment, I just go to the Internet cafe with Zhu Qingjia to play games - or I reluctantly agreed under Zhu Qingjia's persuasion.Wen Sheng himself is not interested in games.

Fu Yanlin pursed his lips and did not continue.

After going to Rocket Class, Wen Sheng would study in the evening every day.Fu Yanlin was worried that it would be dangerous for her to go home alone, so she stayed at school until the next evening to study.

He would follow Wen Sheng on the No. 72 bus every day, sitting in the back row and watching her from a distance.

Even though he knew that Wen Sheng would not look up at him, Fu Yanlin persisted for a long time regardless of rain or shine.

On the way, he would follow Wen Sheng out of the car and escort her home through the dark alley.

It wasn't until the lights in Wen Sheng's bedroom turned on that Fu Yanlin felt relieved to leave.

What happened later was enough to change Fu Yanlin's life.

He held the blood-stained knife with trembling hands, warning the man not to follow Wen Sheng again.

Because of this incident, Fu Yanlin was sent to a juvenile detention center.After he came out, he was wrongfully accused of raping an underage girl. The situation was so serious that my grandmother had no choice but to ask my mother to come from Jiangzhou.

During the days when he first went to study abroad, Fu Yanlin lived a life of drunkenness and dreams every day.Occasionally, I would wake up late at night and ask myself if I had not returned to the Fu family, would I have been able to stay by Wen Sheng's side?

There is no regret medicine in life, and he does not regret having done something to that person in order to protect Wen Sheng.

"Fu Yanlin, what are you thinking about?" Wen Sheng's gentle voice sounded in his ears.

Fu Yanlin came to his senses and suggested, "A Sheng, let's go back to Jiazhou No. [-] Middle School and have a look."

"Okay." Wen Sheng readily agreed, "But tomorrow, when I went out in the morning, I promised grandma that I would go back early."

Fu Yanlin said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

No matter how far the journey is, we finally reach the station.

Jiazhou was quite lively during the day. On the way back to my grandma's house, there were many vendors setting up street stalls on both sides of the river.

Wen Sheng found it amusing, so she took Fu Yanlin for a walk, and finally bought some fresh fruits and local snacks, and also had lunch.

"I wonder if grandma is back from playing mahjong?" Wen Sheng walked lightly in front.

Fu Yanlin responded, "The mahjong game usually ends before lunch. Grandma is old and has to take a nap at noon."

"Be gentle when we walk, don't wake grandma up." After Wen Sheng finished speaking, he reached out to pull the iron gate of the yard.

Unexpectedly, the iron door was suddenly pushed open, and a blue figure emerged from inside, startling Wen Sheng.

A cheerful female voice immediately sounded, "Surprise?"