Fang Zhe glanced at Wu Longbin calmly. At this time, the drunkenness was gone, and the rational Fang Zhe came back. The question is, boss Wu, why do you look at me with such a defensive look? I can't bear it!
"Boss Wu, I know what you are thinking." Fang Zhe's face turned cold. Wu Mingzhu was very good at observing words and expressions, and immediately knew something was wrong. Just as she was about to speak, Fang Zhe silently glared at her, instantly feeling cold.
Let her not dare to open her mouth and be confused.
Wu Longbin was a little embarrassed. After all, Fang Zhe was a guest and his daughter's classmate. It seemed that he was not suitable for business. Businessmen pay attention to being friendly and making money. He thought too much about his daughter and couldn't calm down.
"Such a little brat can only deceive girls in college, and will definitely run into obstacles in society. He will accomplish nothing in the future, and no parents will want to marry their daughter to you. Boss Wu, am I right?" Fang Zhe said
She smiled self-deprecatingly, and when she turned to leave, Wu Mingzhu behind her lost her voice: "Wait a minute."
Fang Zhe stopped and turned around and smiled: "Is there anything else?"
"You earn all the money you spend, right?" Wu Mingzhu asked, and Fang Zhe immediately understood what she was thinking.
"You fool, there's no need to wash it off. In the eyes of any father, any man who threatens his daughter is a fool."
Wu Mingzhu said in one sentence and smiled: "Okay, I'm relieved to know that you're not angry."
Fang Zhe glanced at Wu Longbin: "Boss Wu, I really want to contract the company. Let's go to the factory tomorrow to see the actual situation. I have the start-up capital. Don't worry, I earned the money myself. Let's go!" Waved goodbye,
Fang Zhe's feet are still a little wobbly.
At six o'clock in the morning, Fang Zhe was awakened by the movement outside. Fang Zhe had always slept well, but there was a "bang" in the living room and there was too much movement, which woke Fang Zhe.
"You didn't hit your foot, did you?" This was Yun Jue's voice.
"I didn't expect your box to be so heavy. My hand slipped." Chu Youcai replied.
Fang Zhe sat in bed in a daze, not having the courage to get up and open the door to take a look. After waiting for a while, Fang Zhe got up and opened the door. The room next door was already empty. There was a note on the table. Fang Zhe did not rush to read the note, feeling a strong feeling in his heart.
Impulsively, I opened the door and rushed to the window in the corridor to look down.
In his last life, Fang Zhe watched a movie. When the male and female protagonists parted, they each looked back repeatedly, but they missed it.
Fang Zhe had a strong premonition that Yun Jue would definitely turn around.
Yun Jue walked to the front of the car and suddenly stood up. Feeling the gaze from behind, Yun Jue had the most perfect smile on her lips. She turned around and raised her hand to wave lightly a few times.
Fang Zhe stood at the window, wanting to raise his hand but then put it down. Subconsciously, Fang Zhe didn't like to say goodbye, so he didn't like to say goodbye.
The car finally got on the road. Yun Jue leaned on the chair, her eyes filled with tears, and she raised her hands to wipe them away.
Chu Youcai twisted his lips: "Is it already to this extent?"
Yun Jue's heart was pricked by a needle, and she said angrily: "You know nothing, take care of your little lover, don't run away with others abroad."
When Fang Zhe turned around, he felt very distressed. He returned to the room listlessly, fell down on the bed and lay down for a while before getting up again. He walked to the living room and picked up the note on the Eight Immortals table. There were four words on it: "Five Years Promise"
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Yun Jue was still thinking about this, and Fang Zhe smiled bitterly. Yun Jue might not be able to return to China in five years. In these days, if you stay abroad for a few years, there are very few people who are willing to come back. Fang Zhe doesn't think Yun Jue can come back.
Well, even if she can come back, who knows what she will become? So, don’t make promises easily.
He wanted to burn the note, but in the end Fang Zhe collected it and put it in the guest book. Let's leave it as a souvenir. It can also be regarded as commemorating the first sprout of love that ended without any problem since his rebirth.
The pager rang. Fang Zhe saw that it was an unfamiliar number and went to the next room. The phone was on the bedside. Yun Jue only took away the necessary items and left other unnecessary items intact.
Fang Zhe, who was sitting on the bed, smiled bitterly, picked up the phone and called back. After the call was answered, Wu Longbin's voice came from the other side: "Aren't you going to the company to see the actual situation?"
"See you in an hour." Fang Zhe said simply, and Wu Longbin also said simply: "Okay."
Wu Longbin put down the phone and glanced at his daughter next to him: "Is this person reliable?"
"Fang Zhe is a very low-key person and never shows off. If he hadn't been accidentally discovered using a Motorola Han display pager, no one would know that his financial situation is actually very good. I don't know the specific situation, but I contacted him
After a while, this person can be trusted." Wu Mingzhu gave a very objective answer.
Wu Longbin didn't sleep well all night. He stared into the panda eyes and yawned: "No matter, I have nothing to lose anyway. If it works, it will work. If it doesn't work, I will throw it away. The biggest problem now is your mother."
"As long as you don't use the family's money, Mom won't object to you. She can't bear to see you working at the stall and being unhappy."
Fang Zhe is a punctual person, saying that he can show up five minutes early within an hour, and the food stall shed has been closed. When Fang Zhe approached, Wu Mingzhu had already come out to greet him: "Here you are, have you had breakfast?"
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Fang Zhe smiled: "I ate instant noodles. Didn't you sleep well last night?"
"Yes, the bags under my eyes still won't go away after applying a towel for a while. I don't want to go in. The place at home is small and there are a lot of things. Just wait outside and chat for a while."
"I just noticed that this door was newly opened." Fang Zhe was at a loss for words. Wu Mingzhu sighed: "My father bought out his seniority, took the lead in laying off workers, and set an example for leading cadres. But he has nothing to do. Who can understand the depression in his heart?
"This house belongs to my uncle. In fact, my mother also has a share, but my uncle said that married girls are not eligible to share it." Wu Mingzhu mentioned that her uncle was very disdainful.
Fang Zhe could understand her mood very well. When people encounter difficulties, they must first think of their relatives and friends, and then other people. The closest uncle is so realistic, one can imagine Wu Mingzhu's mood.
"The unit used to have a 60-square-meter house, but now it can't be rented out. The Sixth Cotton Textile Factory was very prosperous before, but who would have thought that it wouldn't work anymore. Such a big enterprise only has 10,000 workers.
Well. Have you ever seen a female worker walk out in a huge mess when she gets off work?"
Are you nostalgic for the past? In the best era of state-owned enterprises, the state really controlled life and death. Once upon a time, the working class also had an iron rice bowl, urban residents were workers, and there were many girls who were willing to marry.
"Our country is facing a stage of earth-shaking changes. Now is just the prelude, and the more tragic things are yet to come." Fang Zhe didn't know what to say, so just say what you have.
Wu Longbin came out, holding an artificial leather bag under his arm, waving to Fang Zhe and saying: "Xiao Fang is here, let's go. Take the bus in front, and sit all the way to the sixth cotton spinning factory."