"Uh, didn't I come?" Fang Zhe felt that there was something wrong with her thinking. At least from his own point of view, forget it if you don't know. There is no reason not to come if you know. This is Fang Zhe's thinking path.
"If Feida fails to go public by the end of the year, will you still come?" Yun Jue asked suddenly. At this moment, Fang Zhe understood that she actually lacked a sense of security. The root cause was herself, so she was not sure where she stood.
Of course, Yun Jue had to be prepared when he was in front of him.
There is indeed nothing wrong with this idea, but it reflects Yun Jue's lack of confidence in Fang Zheshi.
"Well, I get it. It's my fault. I should have come earlier." Fang Zhe is a good person and never shirks his responsibility.
Yun Jue smiled and did not continue to say anything on this issue. Instead, she silently defined this scumbag in her heart - a scumbag with a bottom line. Wu Mingzhu had been sitting on the sofa aside watching the show with her hands folded, not showing any interest in it.
The meaning of speaking before.
When Fang Zhe helped Yun Jue sit down on the sofa, Wu Mingzhu's cell phone rang in her pocket. She stood up to answer it and turned around after a while.
"Someone wants to see you! The connection came to me." Wu Mingzhu waved the phone in her hand.
Yun Jue was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed to rest, but when he heard this, he opened his eyes and sneered: "My magical powers are so vast."
Hearing the anger in Yun Jue's words, Fang Zhe quickly comforted him: "Don't get excited, pay attention to your health."
"Hmph!" With a heavy sound, Yun Jue rubbed his waist, and Fang Zhe said with a winking smile: "Sit up straight and let me rub it for you."
Wu Mingzhu didn't seem to hear Yun Jue's anger, and continued to ask with a smile: "See you?"
"Yes, of course I want to see you. Why not?" Fang Zhe said and laughed.
"The event starts on the 1st, right? It's not the 1st in China yet, right?" Yun Jue's tone was much better. Fang Zhe's method was very ordinary, a bit confusing, but Yun Jue became happy because of this.
stand up.
"It's still an hour before midnight. Let's have lunch first. Aunt Zhou is serving the food." Wu Mingzhu interrupted the topic.
Fang Zhe helped Yun Jue sit down at the dining table. The house was spacious enough, and that was the only good thing about the big house. In fact, Yun Jue could leave on her own, but how could I put it, she was not tormenting others, but enjoying this kind of being
The taste of taking care of.
After the meal, when the three of them were sitting in the living room drinking tea, Yun Jue said, "You can meet me if you want, but it's just me. Fang Zhe, is that okay?"
Fang Zhe laughed loudly after hearing this: "Of course it's no problem! However, I think it's better for me to do it myself."
Yun Jue was slightly startled after hearing this, looked at him meaningfully and said, "You have such a damned pride."
Fang Zhe shook his head: "It has nothing to do with self-esteem. Sometimes, you have to show off your fangs, otherwise things like this will happen in the future. Besides, I do things in an upright manner and advertise in advance to give them time to prepare.
It just depends on whether they accept the challenge. In that case, what can't be seen?"
"Well, I was wrong. One thing I still want to say is that you found out just after arriving in the United States. This is too much."
Yun Jue's attitude was clear, but Fang Zhe shook his head disapprovingly: "This matter is not difficult to investigate, so there is no need. If you are worried that some of the privacy here will be leaked, I don't think it is necessary."
"That's true, the people in this room who know something don't have the guts to go out and talk nonsense." Yun Jue also thought so, and Wu Mingzhu added: "That's not necessarily the case." Then he glanced in the direction of the kitchen.
Yun Jue stood up after hearing this: "Go to the study to talk." Fang Zhexiang got up and followed upstairs, entering the study. Wu Mingzhu continued: "Aunt Zhou is old and she doesn't have to worry about being strict with her mouth, but her daughter is obviously hard to talk to.
"
"Well, please remind Aunt Zhou later, and also inform them that I am free in the afternoon. There is no need to delay the matter. My methods are all aboveboard and there is nothing to hide." Fang Zhe said with great confidence.
Wu Mingzhu opened the door and went out. Yun Jue leaned on the chair and looked over in a good mood: "Don't mind, I have no intention of overstepping your bounds. I just want to help you."
"You are thinking too much. Now you have a good rest, take more walks in the community if you have nothing to do, and do regular check-ups to make sure you are in good health. This is the greatest help to me." Fang Zhe did not understand what Yun Jue meant. But he
I must remind Yun Jue that I am not a person who likes to dodge and make concessions.
"I'm very curious about something. Here in the United States, you appear to be very cautious in everything and generous when giving away benefits..." Yun Jue hesitated, and Fang Zhe couldn't help but smile after hearing this: "
The environment is different, and the strategies and techniques are naturally different. Here in the United States, I am just a foreigner. This country may appear high-sounding on the surface, but in fact there is no bottom line for the sake of profit. I must carefully weigh the gains and losses of interests and make cautious judgments.
I don’t want all my efforts in the United States to go to waste.”
"How to put it?" Yun Jue became interested, and Fang Zhe was also willing to communicate with her on this issue: "The United States is the leader of the current world order, and is essentially a rogue country. I think this country can be defined this way, North America
Slave owners are anti-human gangsters. This is not something I am just talking about. These are things that have been done since the founding of the United States."
After hearing this, Yun Jue opened her mouth and wanted to refute, but she couldn't. When she lowered her head and carefully thought about what was wrong with this definition, she found that there was nothing wrong with this definition. When the West talks about the law of the jungle, isn't it just the law of the jungle? The history of the United States to this day
That's really what you do.
"If you say this publicly in China, you will definitely attract overwhelming criticism." Yun Jue joked with a smile.
"Why do I have nothing to say publicly in China?" Fang Zhe is of course not that stupid. He is a businessman and cares about profits.
"I'm going to rest. No need to support me. I won't show up later." This sentence really nailed Fang Zhe's mentality.
Fang Zhe sat in the study, lowered his head and pondered, and after a while he stood up and smiled bitterly and shook his head. Yun Jue was still dissatisfied, probably because he felt that he had made the distinction too clearly. Again, it had nothing to do with self-esteem, it just didn't like Fang Zhe.
The sting is very clear.
Fang Zhe believes that some things really have to be done by oneself, otherwise wouldn't this rebirth be in vain?
Stepping out of the study, strolling downstairs, I saw Aunt Zhou coming over with a nervous face: "Mr. Fang, Miss Wu just told me, don't worry, I will definitely tell Xiaoyan to keep her mouth shut."
"I don't care, but I can't guarantee what Yun Jue and Wu Mingzhu will do if word spreads about what happened here." There was a hint of threat in these words, and Aunt Zhou nodded her head and made repeated assurances before leaving.
At this time, Wu Mingzhu came out of the bathroom and saw Fang Zhe sitting in a daze in the living room. She sat over and said, "I've notified you. I'll come over later. Well, I'm sorry. I really didn't reveal your coming."
"What does this have to do with you? People in this place have known about it for a long time. I called you because I didn't dare to call Yun Jue!"
Fang Zhe made the essence clear in one sentence. After hearing this, Wu Mingzhu sighed with a bitter smile: "People who tell the truth are so annoying."
As he spoke, he leaned back, and even if the two car lights were lying flat, he could still feel a certain amount of undulations. Little knowledge, there are obvious undulations when lying down, so be careful of the car lights with added materials. Fang Zhe suddenly
Thinking of such a joke, I couldn't help but smile.
"You just laughed so obscenely, what on earth were you thinking about?" Wu Mingzhu suddenly sat up straight and asked aggressively.
"I was wondering whose call you just answered. Let me guess, it should be someone from China. They have a green card and have a wide network of contacts. Most of these people are involved in the art circle." Fang
Zhe is pure nonsense, but unfortunately it is true.
"You can guess this?" Wu Mingzhu looked astonished. Fang Zhe didn't expect this to be correct. She nodded confidently: "Isn't this normal? In this place in the United States, this kind of
People often rely on this way to survive. Do you still expect them to make a difference in the American art circle?"
"That makes sense. This guy is really what you said. He is keen on socializing. No matter where there is a party in the Chinese circle, he is there. I also met him at a party. He is very talkative and a very nice person.
Modesty and low-key. Every time I mention China, I always shake my head." Wu Mingzhu tilted her neck and thought for a while before saying this.
Fang Zhe chuckled, which was considered polite. In the future, there would be a father and son. The father donated money to a prestigious school in the United States, and the son was wanted for defaming the martyrs. The wealth this family made in China was probably
You have to do too many things that make you unhappy before you think of running abroad. As for Fang Zhe, he is a rare clean person in the business world.
Wu Mingzhu's phone rang. She lowered her head to see the text message and said with a smile: "When people come out, they can get here in an hour. By the way, there are not many Chinese in this community. He lives in the Chinese community and has an American green card. He is very good at asking for help."
The joy of my aunt."
"You are boring now. No matter how good your aunt is, she has really helped you. You can keep your dissatisfaction in your heart and don't say it out loud." Fang Zhe struck, and Wu Mingzhu smiled and said:
"I have only expressed my true emotions on this issue in front of you. What outsiders see is a different face."
"What an honor!" Fang Zhe bowed slightly, and Wu Mingzhu raised her foot and kicked her lightly.
The two sat and chatted in the living room, and an hour passed quickly. When a car stopped at the door, Wu Mingzhu got up and walked to the door.
Fang Zhe had never seen this man before. He must be forty years old. He was tied with a small whip and was wearing very fashionable clothes.
Before the person entered the door, I heard him talking to Wu Mingzhu: "Ms. Wu, please don't get me wrong, I just have a message. When I turn to Mr. Fang, please explain clearly that I am just an errand boy.
Just pass the words on both sides and that's it. Let's put it this way, it's the mailbox on the roadside."
Fang Zhe couldn't help but smile after hearing this metaphor. This person is really no ordinary slick guy.