Chapter 1753

Fu Weichen is not a warm-hearted person. He thinks it is the responsibility for song Xiaoyu to appear in his own life.

He has a good family since he was born. He has never been short of money. When he has his own ideas and wants to do something, his brother-in-law supports him. Even if he loses, it doesn't matter. Experience and knowledge are the most precious, and a lot of money will not be bought. Therefore, he started to invest in small projects from a very young age, and he is also in failure and success Constantly accumulating experience, natural sister and brother-in-law in his life to give a lot of guiding advice, but also let him go a lot of detours.

Fu Weichen also felt that she was partly responsible for song Xiaoyu's appearance.

Responsibility means more things to do. For example, song Xiaoyu is only 16 or 7 years old and is in puberty. If she lacks love and warmth, she is likely to fall into puppy love. Once the boy is nice to her, she doesn't know what to do.

Although he can not replace her parents, he does not want her to become a problem girl, he hopes that she can make friends and have her own things to do.

He tried his best to influence her and let her have her own independent thinking ability and judgment ability. After all, he could help her go through such a few years. After she went to university and became a college student, her life was really her own decision.

Song Xiaoyu found a piece of paper and drew a picture, which was the pattern on one of her notebooks. She used a carbon pen to draw the picture.

Fu Weichen sat beside her and looked at the painting she handed over. "It's very talented. If you don't practice at your age, you should be clumsy, but it's not bad."

"Is it?" Hearing such praise, song Xiaoyu is still happy, because she wanted to take an art exam when she was in high school, but her father refused to let her. Pigments are really expensive.

"You can study systematically. You can also major in fine arts when you are admitted to university." "You can say it in the summer vacation

"Really?" Song Xiaoyu was very expectant. He pursed his lips and said, "but Mr. Fu, he... "

Fu Weishen glanced at her, "can't he afford to pay for your painting?"

"No, I just don't think I should ask for it." Song Xiaoyu sighs, after all, she and Mr. Fu are strangers, she adds burden to others.

"So if you don't learn to draw, what are your plans for the future?" Fu Weichen's tone is flat, without any emotional ups and downs.

"I went to a good university, then I started to work after graduation, and then I paid back the money."

Fu Weichen heard about it, then nodded, "if you think so, you still don't want to go to school. Now you start to give up school, find a place to be a waiter, and then save a little money. If there is any good promotion opportunity, you can become a restaurant manager, and then find an ordinary person to marry."

"I don't want to." Song Xiaoyu said.

"Think about what your strengths are and what you will do in the future. If you use your advantages to stand out in your classmates or your future career, you can be an ordinary person, but you must not have a mediocre life. You are only a few years old. You have your own talent. You can work hard towards your goal. If you feel that you owe a lot of human feelings, you can use it If you can always become the first or champion, you will have more opportunities than others. If you are the first or the champion, you will have more chances. If you are the first, everything is obtained by your own hard work Fu Weichen said that he put the paper in his hand on the table, "young, read more books and go out more."

Song Xiaoyu lenglengleng looked at him, Fu Wei Chen frowned, looked at her, "how, didn't understand?"

"I understand. How much money can I make back to Mr. Fu and you?"

Fu Weichen thought for a moment and then said to her very seriously, "you probably don't know."

"Ah?" Her eyes widened.

Fu Weichen looked up at her neck and was surprised: "don't be so surprised, money, how about human relationship?"

"Yes." She nodded stupidly, right.

"Therefore, remember that the shortest way to eat people is to take people's hands. Don't accept others' kindness easily, especially those who are not familiar with them."

Song Xiaoyu took a deep breath and murmured, "well, I was lucky."

"Yes, you are lucky to meet my favorite meddler." Fu Weichen said, "hungry, go and cook."

Song Xiaoyu has come back to God. Is nian'er the one who cares most about his business?

Song Xiaoyu can't recover for a long time, and then he gets up to cook.

……

Song Xiaoyu got up late the next morning. There was a note on the coffee table in the living room, which wrote her address, time and contact person for her painting holiday training class.

There is only one address and no other information. Song Xiaoyu thinks that this note is really similar to Fu Weichen. In short, he is such a simple person.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, song Xiaoyu checked the route and found out when she got to the place that she studied painting in a very big school, most of them were high school students in the art examination.She found Teacher Wang, schoolbag, painting tools, everything. She began to learn painting formally.

In the morning, she did her homework at home, and in the afternoon she went to paint. She also met her classmates in the training class. After the new year, she would take part in the college entrance examination.

In the evening, Fu Weichen still checked his homework. She really liked this feeling very much. She had something to learn every day and felt very warm every day.

"I'm on a business trip next week. If you need help, you can call Uncle Chen." After checking the homework, Fu Wei Chen opened his mouth and went back to the room directly.

The little fish "Oh".

She and Fu Weichen are like this. They are not different from before. He is still indifferent to her. What is different is that they have already eaten at the same table now. In addition to the communication on homework, he said no more than ten words a day.

Song Xiaoyu sighs. In fact, it's good. Anyway, he's such a man. He's not cold, he's even a little confused. She suddenly thinks of Chen Mingzhe's words, saying that Fu Weichen must be the same to her as Chen Mingzhe. Song Xiaoyu thinks that this is not reasonable at all. It's impossible at all.

Fu Weichen is on a business trip, but he still has to finish his homework every day, take photos and send them to him.

Song Xiaoyu thinks Fu Weichen is a young man, but he is really like a father.

Fu Weichen is on a business trip. Song Xiaoyu comes back from class when she goes to the market. When she gets to the kitchen, she remembers that Mr. Fu is on a business trip and is not at all.

Song Xiaoyu is lack of interest, put down the vegetables in his hand, forget about it, don't eat dinner, eat some fruit.

She closed the curtain and sat at the table, listening to classes and taking notes. She bit the pen in her hand, thinking that Fu Weichen often sat on the sofa and showed her homework very seriously. His face was very cold every day, which made her dare not look at her. In fact, she had been on a business trip for two days, but she was still not used to it. Song Xiaoyu sighed, OK, habit is true How terrible, he is used to teacher Fu, if not, she is really not used to, especially not used to.

After writing the reading notes and sending the homework, she sneaked into Fu Weichen's room, and then rolled to his bed. Seeing that there were many folds on his flat bed, she quickly smoothed the bed.

She doesn't like a person, really.

……

Fu Weichen's business trip is to get a piece of land in a second tier city. The only way to get the land within the effective budget control is to conform to the planning of the Planning Institute and make a good design.

The planning book has been slightly changed. In the large conference room of their hotel, the meeting is over, and Fu Weichen is still busy.

My colleague Lin Shi leaned over his head and looked at Fu Weichen, frowning at his mobile phone, "Wei Shen, is this high school chemistry?"

"Well."

"Do you have a sister in your family?"

"No Fu Weichen looks at Song Xiaoyu's undeveloped chemistry. This problem was wrong yesterday, but it's still wrong today. Even if it's recited, has it?

"Who are you?" Lin Shi was very curious, "tell me quickly, your homework is so professional."

"My daughter."

"What, your daughter? You have such a big girl, ha ha, ha ha... "

Fu Weichen threw down the pen in his hand, "if the girl is OK, she can still play."

"So, girlfriend? You can't see it. If your girlfriend is looking for high school students, she still brings her homework. That's OK. "

Fu Wei's black face: "go away, my girlfriend must be smart, just this brain..."

Lin Shi was gossipy and bumped his elbow into his arm. "Don't do it. This fate is not what you don't want. God won't find you what kind of one. I'll tell you my girlfriend, my girlfriend, you've seen it. Is gentle and charming? In fact, she's pretending to be an uncle. When I was young, she always beat me to tears Every day when I go to school, I always walk around her door. Look, it's not easy for me to go abroad to study. I'm not angry with that man. You know, I started to think about her. No, after returning home, I immediately put her to sleep. "

Fu Wei looked at Lin Shi with a cold face, and Lin Shi was proud, "I tell you, she can be gentle now, but I swear that the world's women are dead, don't want my girlfriend like this. Look, slap your face, I think it's good for you to cultivate a girl friend. Don't worry about your own girl friend."

Fu Weichen: "what's more..."

……

On the seventh day of his business trip, Mr. Song thought about it.

I don't know when Mr. Fu will come back from his business trip because he has no contact information.

Song Xiaoyu felt that she was so poor. In short, she felt more and more dependent on him. In any case, she allowed herself to restrain this idea, but reason could not overcome emotion.

In summer, the weather is always cloudy and sunny. Because Fu Weichen is not here, she has nothing to do when she goes back. She wants to practice more in the studio.Waiting to pack things ready to go, outside began to flash thunder began to rain.

Song Xiaoyu had to wait in the studio. At nine o'clock, the studio was going to be closed. She stood under the billboard of the studio slowly to avoid the rain. The thunder was deafening. She covered her ears and prayed that the rain would stop quickly so that she could go home.

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