RPAGF Chapter 365 Angry
Chapter 365 Angry
Wen Zhixia's pupils trembled.
Did you write this?
She replied immediately.
However, she changed her mind and thought: Fu Ruoshi is a person who likes to do things by himself, so it is reasonable for him to personally handle such an important matter.
She believed that he would devote all his energy to her affairs.
Fu Ruoshi replied quickly: [I wrote the manuscript, the editor-in-chief polished it, and I proofread it again. I didn't tell you because I wanted to give you a surprise. You won't be angry, right?]
Wen Zhixia praised sincerely, "I thought it was written by some great writer. When did you learn to write interviews? And you're secretly doing it yourself?"
Her sincere praise and affirmation of his efforts are Fu Ruoshi's greatest source of accomplishment.
So he immediately made a smug expression with sunglasses on: [If you have the ability to do this, there is nothing in the world I can't learn.]
Wen Zhixia: [Remember what you said, I took a screenshot and saved it~]
Over here, in the conference room of the Media Building.
Fu Ruoshi had just reached an agreement with them on the next cooperation.
The editor-in-chief was overjoyed. "It is my great honor to be able to interview you, Mr. Fu!"
Fu Ruoshi also made an exchange with them. They sent a special report to Wen Zhixia's parents, and he conducted an in-depth interview with them.
After succeeding Fu, he paid more attention to his words and deeds.
More importantly, he didn't want anyone to say:
"How could such a good girl like Wen Zhixia marry such a notorious playboy? She must be blind."
"Don't be polite," he thought, shaking hands with the editor-in-chief. "We're all family. You help me and I help you. If you have any other requests, feel free to ask."
The editor-in-chief was overjoyed. He shook his hand and praised him profusely, "Madam, it is such a blessing to have a husband like you who is so dedicated to her!"
Fu Ruoshi smiled and shook his head, "It is my blessing to marry her."
After having lunch with the editor-in-chief, Fu Ruoshi returned to the villa to pick up some documents left there by Fu Keming.
He pushed open the door of the main building. Freshly delivered flowers were placed on the coffee table, and the furniture and tea sets had been wiped clean by the nanny.
But there were so few people that even their footsteps echoed.
Fu Ruoshi was feeling somewhat melancholy when suddenly, he heard footsteps on the stairs.
"Ruo Shi? Why are you here?"
Fu Ruoshi turned around and saw Fu Yonglin walking down from upstairs quickly.
"Brother?" He smiled unexpectedly, "You came to get something too."
Fu Yonglin nodded. "Aunt said that my second uncle left a document in the study and asked me to go look for it. I searched for a long time but couldn't find it. I was sending her a message to ask her."
"She asked you to come look for her?" Fu Ruoshi was stunned for a moment and took out his cell phone. "She asked me to come look for her too..."
Yonglin looked at his screen and then at his own phone. Song Ailing actually sent the same message to both of them.
"She must be getting old and confused," Fu Ruoshi smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry to ask you to run a trip. I'll look for her and see what she says later."
Fu Yonglin pointed to the bedroom opposite and said, "Why don't we look in Second Uncle's bedroom?"
Fu Ruoshi nodded, and the two of them entered Fu Keming's room.
As soon as he entered the room, Fu Ruoshi saw the family photo on Fu Keming's computer desk.
"Eh? When was this family portrait put up?"
Fu Yonglin looked in the direction of the voice and saw Fu Ruoshi picking up the photo frame.
The photo was taken ten years ago, and it was also the time when the Fu family was the most present.
Fu Ruoshi stood in the middle, and Fu Yonglin stood right behind him.
"I remember now," Yonglin looked at the photo, "This was the only time I came back for Chinese New Year. It was Uncle San who took the photo for us back then. Do you remember?"
"Of course I remember," Fu Ruoshi pointed at Fu Yonglin in the photo and said with a smile, "You insisted on standing at the back. I asked you to stand with me, but you refused."
Fu Yonglin took the photo. Fu Ruoshi was only sixteen or seventeen years old at that time. He was thin and sharp, with a slightly raised chin and the corners of his lips showing the spirit of a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger. Now, ten years have passed, and this sharpness has not been dulled at all.
Everyone in the photo looks happy, except Fu Keming, who is sitting in the front row, who is as serious as he has been for ten years.
Only he is gone.
Fu Ruoshi sighed slightly.
"Oh, right," Fu Yonglin noticed that he looked a little gloomy and comforted him, "I still remember that grandma told me to beat you more because you always skipped classes. I told grandma that since you can learn everything in the textbooks just by reading it, children who know how to play have a bright future."
"It turns out that you have always been on my side." Fu Ruoshi smiled.
"of course."
Fu Ruoshi took the photo and looked at it again. Suddenly, he frowned and said, "Brother, why aren't you looking at the camera? Uncle San didn't remind you."
His tone was filled with a hint of injustice. Fu Yonglin looked carefully and said, "Oh. Really? I hadn't noticed until you mentioned it."
Fu Ruoshi looked at the person in the photo again.
Except for Yonglin, everyone was looking at the camera, only he had his eyes slightly lowered, as if he was looking at himself, or as if he was distracted.
Yonglin's family was marginalized by the Fu family early on, and the older generation still looked down on him.
Perhaps no one noticed that he was distracted, Fu Ruoshi felt a little indignant.
"I might be sleepy," Fu Yonglin joked. "Okay, forget about these little things. Let's continue looking for the documents."
Not long after, Song Ailing sent another message, clarifying that the file was not at the villa, but at her grandmother's house.
Fu Ruoshi strongly suspected that Song Ailing was urging him to communicate with his brother...
The two set out on their return journey.
"By the way, brother, I had a partner before, and I heard that his sister is still single..."
As soon as the word "single" came out, Yonglin in the passenger seat immediately interrupted sternly, "Don't introduce me to anyone. I don't want to be in a relationship right now. Why are you always looking for someone like an old man?"
"Okay, okay," Fu Ruoshi paused, then continued, "Brother, you don't really like men, do you? It's not like I haven't seen the world..."
"I don't like it!" Fu Yonglin's face darkened, and he spoke each word slowly. "Ruo Shi, if you bring up these things again, I'll really get angry. Do you think I don't have a temper?"
Yonglin is usually calm and composed, without any major emotions.
Such people usually don't get angry, so when they get angry, they have an inexplicable power.
Seeing that he was really angry, Fu Ruoshi immediately softened his attitude, "Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I promise I won't mention it again."
No matter how much I joke, I still have a sense of awe for my elder brother deep down.
"If you mention it again, I'll complain to Zhixia."
Friday afternoon.
Wen Zhixia got off work from the department and made an appointment with Fan Xiaolin to go shopping in the mall.
She was going to her grandmother's house for dinner with Fu Ruoshi this weekend, and she planned to pick out some new cosmetics and get ready.
As soon as I walked into the hall, I saw Mao Qianqian and Sun Minghao walking towards me, talking and laughing.