Ch 80

"She doesn't like to owe others, and she has to make it even."

　　"Oh, this is what it looks like..."

　　...

　　the two girls started chatting, and soon the topic turned to other places.

　　The fan in the classroom slowly blew up the hot wind.

　　Fu Ying was sitting in the front seat with his eyelashes lowered and the black pen hanging in his hand.

　　The tip of the pen trembled, but no word was written for a long time.

　　So that's it.

　　...

　　He bought her medicine and helped her treat her wounds. She tried every means to get even with him.

　　That fireworks was a beginning for him, but it seemed like an end for Ji Fanling.

　　...

　　If he had known this, he shouldn't have gone.

　　He would rather let Ji Fanling owe him forever.

　　It's better than not owing each other.

　　*

　　Fireworks from ten years ago.

　　Pomegranate ten years later.

　　Ji Fanling remained unchanged at all. She didn't care on the surface, but secretly she always tried her best to do more until she felt she didn't owe others anything.

　　I would rather starve myself to death than accept any charity from others.

　　That's it, no matter how embarrassed you are, you must resolutely maintain your sensitive and inviolable self-esteem.

　　Fu Yingcheng didn't understand it on the surface, but he didn't understand it in his heart.

　　Because of himself.

　　That's the kind of person he is.

　　...

　　The next day, Jiuzhou Group.

　　It was already eleven o'clock at night, and the lights in the office building were basically out, leaving only the green light of the emergency passage. However, the office on the top floor was still brightly lit.

　　Wendy held the document in her arms and knocked on the door of the CEO's office with one hand.

　　With thousands of lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, a man was sitting in front of the computer, dressed in a neat white shirt, with his cuffs rolled up, revealing his lean forearms. The lenses reflected the light of the screen coldly, and he spoke without emotion.

　　"Mr. Fu, I have brought all the materials you asked for." Wendy said.

　　"It's getting late, please go back." Fu Yingcheng did not raise his eyes.

　　"It's okay, there's overtime pay." Wendy said calmly, "If you need it for work, I hope I can be on call."

　　Fu Yingcheng didn't answer. He piled up the materials and placed them neatly on the table. On the other side, he seemed to hesitate for a moment: "Wait a minute, I have a question for you."

　　Wendy's eyes narrowed slightly.

　　This statement itself is extremely abnormal.

　　Mr. Fu asked her when did she need to tell her "he was going to ask a question" first?

　　Under Wendy's nervous gaze, Fu Yingcheng took off his glasses, pressed his knuckles between his eyebrows, and slowly said: "If you receive a birthday gift, what do you want it to be?"

　　Wendy did not hesitate. : "One million in cash."

　　Fu Yingcheng was speechless for a moment and repeated: "Gift."

　　"Sorry," Wendy changed her words, "Then real estate or gold worth one million."

　　Fu Yingcheng She pinched her eyebrows and raised her eyes coolly: "...Is that true?"

　　"I'm sorry, I'm taking it too seriously." Wendy pondered for a while, "Who is this person?"

　　"A high school girl." Fu Yingcheng said.

　　"Then you're asking the wrong person. The distance between me and the age of seventeen is as far away as the distance between me and the age of forty."

　　"Don't you have a sister?"

　　"My sister only likes virtual men and virtual men on the phone. Badge."

　　"..."

　　Wendy was silent for two seconds: "You should ask Director Su, he is more experienced in giving gifts to girls."

　　Fu Yingcheng felt a headache when he heard Su Lingqing's name. The heartbreaking "Beast!!!" began to echo in my ears again and again.

　　Wendy had been Fu Yingcheng's secretary for many years and knew his micro-expressions when making decisions. She immediately realized that Su Lingqing was not the solution to the problem: "I will give you a plan. "When is the deadline?"

　　"Next week."

　　"I'll do my best."

　　Fu Yingcheng waved his hand, meaning no.

　　Wendy bowed slightly and walked towards the door. After thinking for a moment, she turned around and said, "Mr. Fu, with all due respect, if money is not a consideration, it doesn't matter what the gift itself is. The most important thing is your heart, right?" "

　　Fu Yingcheng raised his eyes and looked at her.

　　The endless night outside the floor-to-ceiling window behind him, and the contrast between light and darkness made the man's eyes look increasingly dark and cold.

　　After a while, he lowered his eyes and chuckled in a self-deprecating tone: "Really."

　　How much is his heart worth?

　　For Ji Fanling, it is clear that only money is valuable.

　　Doesn't she like to be even with others?

　　Then he wanted to give her something that she couldn't even out even if she worked hard all her life.

　　Chapter 26 Birthday

　　Ji Fanling originally thought that she and Jiang Baixing had made it clear enough that night. Since she had nothing to do with Fu Yingcheng, Jiang Baixing should give up.

　　Even if he wanted to repay his kindness, he should go to Jiuzhou Group to work for Fu Yingcheng.

　　Who would have thought that this kid would still run to the food stalls every now and then, not only that, but he also liked to rush to help her with her work.

　　The goose stewed in the iron pot at Zhao Sanchuan Food Stall is the heaviest, like a solid weight.

　　It's okay to move once, but if there are too many people eating, Ji Fanling's arms will be shaking when he goes back to wash clothes at night.

　　As a result, Jiang Baixing rushed to move him several times.

　　In the past, the boy was small, like a little bun, but now he is tall and has long legs, and he can run as fast as he can with an iron pot in his arms.

　　Ji Fanling chased after him and yelled at the top of his lungs: "No, it's the other way around! Table 7 is over there... little star!!!"

　　Jiang Baixing was like this when he was a child, clingy and enthusiastic. What kind of work is there in the store? He would rush to do it.