Wei Jin, a classmate from elementary school to high school, a deskmate and best friend for three years in high school. His biggest hobby is rescuing women who have fallen apart.
This guy has a characteristic. Ever since he watched "God of Gamblers", his big head has been following him. His nickname is: Brother Jiangcheng Runfa.
However, Fang Zhe, who is a best friend, calls him: Brother Saving. Because this guy has a habit. Every time he enters the sage time, he always advises others to do good. It seems that the person who was yelling just now is not him.
This guy only has a small problem of relatively strong hormonal secretion. As a friend, he is absolutely reliable. There was a period in Fang Zhe's memory. In his previous life, he couldn't afford to get married and buy a house. This guy spent 20 yuan on buying a car.
Wan threw it over and said that Che was just a concubine and could not be compared with his brothers.
Wei Jin saw Fang Zhe as soon as he walked into the shop, and the tiredness on his face suddenly turned into surprise: "I'll wipe it!"
"Tell me, should I call you Brother Nongda Yunfa, or should I call you Jiangcheng Savior?"
Wei Jin studied at the Provincial Agricultural University. At this moment, he raised his eyebrows and couldn't help laughing: "Of course it's Brother Yunfa from the Agricultural University. You haven't seen how much the girls from the Agricultural University admire his style."
"Wow! It's like you have a girlfriend!"
"Wow! From the sound of it, your experience in the past few years has also been the same vicissitudes of life!"
The two brothers were like underground gang members trading secret codes, so the proprietress holding the pot stickers stared blankly at the two men, feeling the urge to drop the pot stickers and tofu noodles and call 110.
After a warm bear hug, the two of them sat facing each other and ate. Xili finished eating while snoring, and Fang Zhe took out a packet of soft food. Wei Jin's eyes lit up: "Okay, you're doing well, buddy. Speaking of which, you're the only one like this.
Image, you shouldn't join the ranks of single men." This guy Wei Jin was simply fooled by Fang Zhe, and he often said some words that people around him didn't understand.
Fang Zhe snorted: "It's just a skin, let's not talk about it. We are about to graduate. If we are not busy looking for a job, do you still have time to do this?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at the small hair salon opposite.
"Forget about working, the old man found a connection and joined the garden management office after graduation. It is also a public institution, but when I think about it, I feel boring. There is a senior who is doing well in Haitian Province. I hope I can help after graduation.
Please help me judge whether I should wait until I am assigned to take a leave of absence without pay and go out to have a try."
With a cigarette in his hand, the guy skillfully put the soft stuff on the table into his pocket. Fang Zhe took out another pack of soft stuff and opened it on the table without noticing it. He squinted his eyes to organize his words and thought about what to say.
How to persuade this guy?
Wei Jin is also a guy with ideas, and he still dares to think and do that. After he said this, nine times out of ten, he has already made up his mind. Normal persuasion will not work at all.
There is something that hasn't happened yet. Fang Zhe really doesn't have the confidence to convince him yet, so he has to use a delaying tactic: "Let's wait and see. When we graduate, we get together. Maybe I will be the boss by then. Come on."
How about we run forward together in Songjiang?"
"That's right. You've changed a lot in the past few years. You speak with much more confidence than before. Did you have any adventures? Like you said before, were you really taken care of by a rich woman?" Wei Jin joked, Fang
He shook his head with a smile and stood up to pay.
When he turned back after finishing the work, Wei Jin had already picked up his backpack and shook his head: "Let's go, I'll take you home."
Fang Zhe felt that he had not finished his sentence, so he did not rush to ask. They walked forward for a while and arrived at the bus stop. When they were waiting for the bus, Fang Zhe asked: "What happened?"
Wei Jin sighed: "I knew I couldn't hide it from you, but you would know it sooner or later, so why not tell me first so that you can be mentally prepared." Fang Zhe nodded: "Say, I can handle it."
"It's not a big deal. The first thing is that your old man decided to remarry, and the woman is a nurse at the railway hospital. Now the two of them are living in your house. Don't be excited when you see them later. They are together..."
Wei Jin hesitated for a moment as he spoke.
Fang Zhe clicked his tongue: "Say it! Just do it." Wei Jin smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Then I have to say it. Your mother came back and asked me for your contact information yesterday, but I thought I didn't give it to her."
Fang Zhe frowned slightly and was not particularly excited. In his previous life, Fang Zhe hated his mother. It was only after Fang Zhe got divorced that he understood his mother's choice. In this life, Fang Zhe really didn't hate her at all. For his mother, Fang Zhe only
I am grateful to her for giving me life.
"If you don't give it, then you don't give it. I'll go see her later." Fang Zhe's nose felt a little sore for some reason.
Wei Jin stopped at the door of the unit: "I won't go up. I'll wait for you downstairs. If we can't agree, you can come down and go to my house to celebrate the New Year."
Fang Zhe couldn't help but give Wei Jin a hug, and then lightly punched his shoulder: "Go back, I'm not a child anymore, I know the importance. As a father, he has the right to choose his spouse, and I have no right to interfere.
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"No, your house has two bedrooms and one living room. It's inconvenient for you to have one more person. That woman brought a baby here." Wei Jin reminded, Fang Zhe shook his head with a smile and walked upstairs with his bag on his back. Lin
Duoduo is a rebellious girl and a very kind girl. Fang Zhe remembers clearly that it was Lin Duoduo who discovered his wife in his last life.
At the door on the third floor, he took out the key and found that the lock had been changed. After clicking his tongue, Fang Zhe raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Who is knocking on the door so early in the morning to prevent people from sleeping?" A very annoyed voice came from behind the door. This voice was very familiar. Fang Zhe would bet a dollar that it was definitely not because he was disturbed from sleeping, but because he was disturbed.
It's a good thing it was interrupted.
The door opened, and Fang Yue looked blankly at Fang Zhe standing at the door, as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points.
"What's wrong? You don't welcome me back?" Fang Zhe said, carrying the bag on his back as if he was about to leave.
Cough, cough, cough, Fang Yue coughed violently, tears came down, but he stretched out his hand and firmly grasped Fang Zhe's backpack strap. Fang Zhe took off the bag, and Fang Yue was in a good mood after holding it in his hand.
I wiped away some tears.
"It's surprising, that family..." Fang Yue remembered it and didn't know how to explain it to his son.
What should I say about this son? He has been bored since he was a child and is very stubborn. Even if he breaks his belt, he will not admit his cowardice or beg for mercy.
If Fang Zhe really objects, Fang Yue will scratch his head, but will not change his mind.
What do you say about Fang Yue? He has a bad temper and is very selfish. The only person who can make Fang Yue make some changes is Fang Zhe. Although Fang Zhe has never given Fang Yue a smile since the first day of junior high school, Fang Yue
Still not economically inferior to Fang Zhe.
"I know everything, no need to explain." Fang Zhe smiled, and Fang Yue was very surprised. The son in his impression had never been kind to him. How could he still have a smiling face after not seeing him for several years? It was a bit abnormal! Could it be that he was going to show up?
What's the matter?
Fang Yue felt uneasy. Fang Zhe had already stepped in. The old house with two bedrooms and one living room was about sixty square meters. Looking at the cement floor, Fang Zhe frowned slightly. When he turned around, he saw that Fang Yue seemed a little nervous and smiled again.