The Heavens of Film and Television: The Heroine of the Beginning Blind Date

China is a society of human feelings, and it is normal practice to do a little favor if it does not violate the principle.

"Wife, are you okay? At this age, you still fight like a young man; Xiao Jin, why are you?"

Hearing from Zhou Quan that Tong Wenjie was fighting with a colleague in the company, the other party was a woman. Fang Yuan always thought it was Jenny, but unexpectedly it was Xiao Jin.

"Hmph, let's go back and talk."

Although the settlement was signed, Tong Wenjie was still not relieved; the big boss spoke, Fang Yuan had no choice but to follow behind resentfully.

"What's the matter, fighting with Xiao Jin is not like your style of doing things."

After getting into the car, Fang Yuan couldn't help asking.

"This white-eyed wolf is too deceitful; Fang Yuan, I might leave my job too, I can't stay there any longer."

If you say you don't regret it, it must be a lie, after all, you have stayed in this place for so many years.

"Let's leave the job if we leave the job. As far as our savings are concerned, there is still a long way to go." Fang Yuan didn't care too much, and said while driving.

"Hey, if I knew this Porsche, I wouldn't have bought it, my husband, we wouldn't really sit and eat."

The car Fang Yuan is driving now is a newly bought Porsche Cayenne. Tong Wenjie encouraged him to buy it after he left the job, just to gain credibility in front of his relatives and friends.

"Okay, I bought everything, don't think too much, get back to business, tell me, how did you get into a fight with Xiao Jin."

Fang Yuan was a little curious, impatient to fight with the boss, Tong Wenjie can do it, but it doesn't look like she beat the subordinate.

Tong Wenjie just wanted to express her inner distress, so she told Fang Yuan what happened in the company.

"Are you sure that Xiao Jin changed your report, not that Jenny?"

It's not that he can't trust his wife, Fang Yuan thinks it's better to be more cautious about such things.

"It's her. If it was Jenny, I wouldn't be so easy to be recruited. In the office, she no longer calls herself. It's hard to draw a dragon or a tiger. It's hard to draw a bone. Knowing people knows the face but not the heart."

Betrayed by her apprentice, the most trusted person in the company, Tong Wenjie was hit hard.

"Okay, don't be sad, you will learn a lot from eating, and I will cook for you what you want to eat at night."

If you are in a bad mood, then eat a good tonic.

"Yuanyuan, you are so kind. I've been thinking these days. Fortunately, you picked up that leak. Otherwise, how would we live now."

Tong Wenjie was both happy and scared.

"Blessings and misfortunes never come singly. Maybe it was because of the leak I picked up that we left our jobs one after another. After all, there is no benefit, let our family take it."

"What you said makes sense. It may be that virtue is not worthy, which is the reason for the current loss. Why don't we go donate tomorrow."

Fang Yuan just said it casually, but Tong Wenjie didn't expect Tong Wenjie to take it seriously.

"If you still believe in this, do it. I will accompany you to the orphanage tomorrow and donate some money. It will be considered a good deed."

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There was no need for evening self-study on Friday. When Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie arrived home, Fang Yifan and Lin Lei'er were already there.

"Mom, what's wrong with your face, who scratched it, did you fight with someone?"

Women only fight with those two tricks, pulling their hair and scratching their faces;

Although Tong Wenjie had the upper hand, Xiaojin was not without gains.

"Well, I met a crazy woman, she recognized the wrong person."

As a parent, Tong Wenjie really couldn't do it by admitting that she had fought with someone in front of her children.

"Well, your mother just got into a fight; but she fought back when she was bullied, and she didn't take the initiative to cause trouble, you need to know that."

Tong Wenjie lost her job because of this matter, Fang Yuan felt that she couldn't hide it, so she might as well tell Fang Yifan and the others directly.

"Mom, which crazy woman dares to bully you, you tell me, and I will help you vent your anger."

Not only Fang Yifan, Lin Lei'er also looked eager to try.

"Well, I didn't suffer, that person was much more seriously injured than me."

Tong Wenjie could see the concern of her son and nephew, but how could she let them stand out for her.

"Really?"

"It must be true. I can testify to this. That person is much worse than your mother. His face is so scratched that he doesn't look good."

Although Xiao Jin was miserable, it was not as exaggerated as Fang Yuan described.

"Mom, why are you fighting?"

Fang Yifan remembered that there was no such thing in the original drama, and Tong Wenjie's bad temper was only towards himself and Fangyuan, and he was very kind to other people.

"Why do you have so many, this is our adult business, it has nothing to do with you as a child."

Tong Wenjie didn't want Fang Yifan and the others to be exposed to intrigue in society too early, so she said vaguely.

Chapter 130 Qiao Weidong Explodes Thunder

"I'm eighteen, and I'm not a child anymore; since you don't want to talk about it, I'll analyze it myself; look at the nail marks on your face, it was scratched by a woman, and the one who fought with you was a woman."

Fang Yifan was very sure of this.

"Yes, you observed very carefully."

Fang Yuan's point of view is the opposite of Tong Wenjie's; the desire to harm others is indispensable, and the desire to guard against others is indispensable. He thinks that children of this age should know something.

"Women usually fight because of three things:

Husband, children, tickets; my dad and I are fine, but you fight with others because of money?

No, you are not short of money recently, as my dad just said, it is others who bully you, because of money, and then you are so angry that you fight with her. "

Fang Yifan continued.

"Let's say it's because of money. It's a bit general, but it's you, right?"

Tong Wenjie didn't expect her son to have two brushes.

"Fighting is a daytime thing. You are in the company most of the time during the day, and you fight in the company."

Fang Yifan guessed while watching Tong Wenjie's micro expression.

"My son is not bad, it's a fortune teller, I have [-]% of my power."

Fang Yuan said shamelessly by the side.

"Boss, no; client, no; colleague? Subordinate? You got into a fight with your subordinate, that Xiaojin?"

"It's amazing, it's really amazing, how did you guess it, son."

Not to mention the stunned Tong Wenjie, Fang Yuan was shocked by Fang Yifan.

"The former is analysis and guesswork, and the latter is what my mother told me."

In order to make Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie stop treating themselves as children, Fang Yifan began to act aggressively.

"I told you, I didn't say anything?"

"Auntie, my cousin should have gotten the answer by observing your micro-expressions."

Lin Lei'er interjected from the side.

"Microexpressions?"

This is Tong Wenjie's knowledge blind spot.

"Micro-expressions are part of the micro-reactions of psychological stress, which start from human instinct, are not controlled by thoughts, cannot be concealed, and cannot be disguised.

No matter how "pretentious" a person is, there will be a micro-expression at the first moment after encountering an effective stimulus, and his "pretend" can only appear after the micro-expression. "

Fang Yifan explained.

"So if you know how to recognize microexpressions, no one can lie to you?"

"Mom, you were a little excited when you said this, and the speed of your speech was different from usual. You were cheated just now. Is that Xiao Jin? I probably know why you two got into a fight."

Fang Yifan looked confident.

"Okay, just know how to show off with me; Fangyuan, I'm hungry, you go cook."

Being analyzed clearly, Tong Wenjie was a little bit annoyed.

After suffering such a big grievance, it is natural to find a good girlfriend to complain; after dinner, Tong Wenjie went to Song Qian's house, and Fang Yifan went with him on the pretext of going to visit the sick Qiao Yingzi.

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"Wenjie, Fanfan, why are you here?"

"I heard from Fanfan that Yingzi was sick, so I came over to take a look. Hey, Lao Qiao is here. He is really a rare visitor. I won't disturb your family reunion."

Tong Wenjie joked with a smile.

"Whoever is in the same family with him is so shameless that he can't be driven away like this. I just look at Yingzi's face..."

What Song Qian said was right, as arrogant as she was.

"Wen Jie and Fan Fan are here, please sit down."

Qiao Weidong really didn't regard himself as an outsider, so he got up and greeted Tong Wenjie and Fang Yifan.

"Fanfan, I recently heard that your painting is hard to find. Whenever I have time, I will draw one for Uncle Qiao; this time I will give it to you at the market price, and I promise not to take advantage of you."

Investors are generally well-informed, and by chance, Qiao Weidong knew the market price of Fang Yifan's oil paintings;

He didn't believe it at first, but after many inquiries, he had to accept this reality; the Fang Yifan he knew had really become a master of oil painting in the eyes of others.

"Market price? Fang Yifan, have you gone to school to cheat teachers and classmates again?"

Fearing that the money in the small treasury would be confiscated, Fang Yifan never told Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie that he had a professional agent to help sell paintings.

"How much can you sell paintings at school, five hundred, one thousand?

The current market price of Fanfan's custom-made portraits is 50 a piece, which is not too high, and you and Fang Yuan don't know the kind that refuses to bargain? "

Seeing Tong Wenjie's bewildered look, Qiao Weidong was sure she really didn't know.

"50 pictures, Fang Yifan, is that you that Uncle Qiao mentioned?"

Although Qiao Weidong looked frank and swearing, his words were discounted by Tong Wenjie.

"How could it be 50?"

"I'll just say it."

Tong Wenjie was about to say that Qiao Weidong was unreliable, but what her son said next surprised her.

"50 was the initial price, and now I don't even bother to do it without 80; I have to pay the agent a commission, and I have to pay taxes. In fact, I don't get much money."

Fang Yifan doesn't like to lie, he just likes to hide it; if he can't hide it, he just pretends to be good.

"Yes, yes, I'm talking about the price a month ago. Since it's so popular, it's normal to increase the price."

Qiao Weidong is a businessman, and the supply of goods is in short supply. It seems normal to him to raise the price, but Tong Wenjie and Song Qian are dumbfounded.

"Fang Yifan, you can sell 80 a painting now, who is helping you sell the painting?"

"It's a manager named Ye Haoran. Yang Yi introduced him to me."

Fearing that Tong Wenjie might worry unnecessarily, Fang Yifan explained.

"The great painter Yang Yi, your little sister-in-law? If she introduced it, there should be no problem."

At first, Tong Wenjie was worried about that.

"Mom, there can be no problems. They all have sales contracts and pay taxes. The state will guarantee me."

Just suffered a loss, now Tong Wenjie looks like a liar to everyone.

"Wait, you've sold 80 yuan for a single painting, what's the money you paid for the painting?"

As good as he could die, what Fang Yifan was most worried about was noticed by Tong Wenjie.

"I have saved the money for selling the paintings. Next time I round up a whole number and I will transfer it to you in one lump sum."

Fearing that Tong Wenjie would continue to pester her, Fang Yifan agreed to hand it in on his own initiative.

"That's about the same. Give me your mobile phone, and I'll see how much money you have now."

"What's the rush at this moment, I'll show you when I go home?"