Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Lin Qiong opened her small mouth and started babbling.

Fu Xingyun crossed his arms and looked at him, "Do you think I will believe it?"

Lin Qiong looked at him and asked, "What else?"

"Since you said you like me for a long time, then why have I never seen you before?"

Lin Qiong looked at him deeply and said, "You forgot."

Fu Xingyun: "What?"

Lin Qiong: "I have low self-esteem."

"..."

"But we did meet."

Fu Xingyun raised his eyebrows: "Where?"

Lin Qiong lowered her head shyly, "In a dream."

"..."

Lin Qiong coughed, then said seriously:

"I know you can't believe me now, but time will tell everything, you just need to know that I love you" money, "that's enough."

Those eyes are clear and sincere, as if they have some magical power that attracts people, making people unable to look away.

The sunlight from Goldman Sachs outside penetrated the glass window and spilled into the house. The shadow of the rubber tree in the living room was stretched to cover Fu Xingyun, but the sunlight was dazzling under the refraction of the wheelchair.

The light flickered, and the young man's already fair face was illuminated more clearly. His lips were red and his teeth were white, and his eyes were bright. A pair of black eyes were staring at him, and his eyelashes were trembling in the tiny sunlight.

Fu Xingyun curled his fingers imperceptibly.

He looked at Lin Qiong with half-downcast eyebrows.

Very good, the person in front of me is very confusing.

Fu Xingyun glanced out the window. It was indeed a good weather. Finally, the two of them took a step back and prepared to go for a stroll in the yard where they could play golf.

Lin Qiong pushed Xin Xin and strolled around the yard contentedly. Because of the two-thousand-meter extreme exercise yesterday, her legs were sore when she woke up early this morning.

He originally planned to walk for more than ten minutes, but the area of ​​the villa was much larger than he imagined.

After one trip, she wandered outside for half an hour. When she got back to the house, Lin Qiong was lying on the sofa like a useless person.

Fu Xingyun glanced at him, turned around and went up to the third floor.

Buzz - The mobile phone placed aside vibrated, and the scalp of those listening could not help but tingle.

Lin Qiong stretched out her arm to pick it up and took a look. It was a strange number without any notes.

I moved my finger to connect.

The other end of the phone saw that the other party was connected and was about to speak. The next moment, the young man's feeble voice came from the other side.

"No insurance."

"..." Wang Cheng, "I'm not selling insurance."

"Oh," the voice on the other side responded lazily, "No card."

"..."

Wang Cheng took a deep breath, "I'm not selling insurance or applying for cards, I'm your agent!"

Lin Qiong's brows jumped after hearing this. She turned out to be a prodigal son with a job.

There is not much description in the book about Lin Qiong, an inconspicuous little cannon fodder. Simply put, he was born to seek death.

There is no detailed description in the original article as to what kind of work he does.

The other party claims to be an agent, is he engaged in the entertainment industry?

Lin Qiong responded, "What's the matter?"

Wang Cheng's voice was angry, "You have the nerve to ask, look at what date it is. You asked me for leave and said you would take three days, but now it's been a fucking week and I haven't seen you."

Lin Qiong took the phone away from her ear slightly and said, "Some things have been delayed."

"Is everything settled now?"

Wang Cheng actually knew what kind of person the other party was. After yelling, he felt much relieved and his tone softened a bit.

After all, if he continues like this, the other party may just ignore him and put down the phone and disappear.

Lin Qiong raised her eyes and glanced upstairs, "Absolutely."

After hearing this, Wang Cheng said straight to the point, "I've given you a job and I'll pick you up tomorrow."

Lin Qiong was confused, "What job?"

"The clothing shoot is a job you finally got, so don't screw it up."

Lin Qiong nodded after hearing this, and for a while she had a better understanding of her career.

Wang Cheng: "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning, at the same place."

Lin Qiong didn't know where the old place the other party mentioned was, so she said, "I've moved to another place."

Wang Cheng: "Then send me the address and I'll go there tomorrow."

Lin Qiong is slightly OK.

During dinner, Lin Qiong told Fu Xingyun about going out to work tomorrow.

The man looked up at him, with a rare surprise in his eyes.

"Is there a job for you?"

Lin Qiong nodded, "Well, I don't know when it will end. I might come back late."

Fu Xingyun stopped looking at him, "It's okay if you don't come back."

"How can this work?" Lin Qiong looked serious, "The jacuzzi at home will be lonely."

"..."

The next day, Lin Qiong knocked on the door next door and said, "I'm going out to work. Remember to have breakfast."

When the man's cold response came from inside, he went downstairs and went out.

Wang Cheng called, "I'm already here. You can see me when you come out."

Sure enough, as soon as he walked out of the villa area, he saw a middle-aged man leaning on the side of the car and waving to him.

Behind him is a brand new BMW.

Lin Qiong understood and was about to walk over. The next moment there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him, and then a pink figure flew past him and landed on the BMW like a butterfly.

The black BMW drove by, revealing the shabby bun behind it.

Wang Cheng saw the other party and waved happily, "Lin Qiong!!!"

Lin Qiong: "..."

The other person looked to be in his early twenties, about the same age as him.

Lin Qiong stepped forward and opened the door of Xiaobian's car and sat on it.

Wang Cheng looked at the prosperous and luxurious villa area behind him and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Fuck, this is not much better than where you lived before."

Although I know that Lin Qiong's family is rich, I recently heard that the family's industry is in a downturn and they are not making much money, so this prodigal second generation came out to make money.

Although he didn't earn as much as he spent, he didn't care because Lin Qiong was used to spending a lot of money. He also lived in a high-rise apartment with a low monthly rent.

He was lucky enough to go inside once, and it was almost like a pigsty inside.

But this is not the point. The point is that Lin Qiong has now moved to a famous villa area for rich people.

Wang Cheng looked at him with small eyes, "Has your father entered Forbes?"

Lin Qiong glanced at him and said, "No."

Wang Cheng: "Then how did you get out of there?!"

Lin Qiong looked back, then pointed and said, "Do you see that road?"

Wang Cheng hurriedly stretched his head to look, "I saw it."

Lin Qiong said, "I came out of here."

Wang Cheng:......

The two chatted for a few more words, and then Wang Cheng started the engine.

There was an ear-splitting roar, and it seemed that the bun was quite old.

Little Bun squeaked along on the road, and through conversation Lin Qiong also learned about his original job from Wang Cheng.

He works as an actor in the entertainment industry, but after two years of debut, he is still an amateur.

Although Lin Qiong is not famous, she has quite a bad temper. She doesn't run away if she doesn't play a supporting role. She is unwilling to be a supporting role for others. If she doesn't get her way, she will leave the business.

Naturally, no one would use such a fussy and confused little artist.

After all, the most indispensable thing in the entertainment industry is good-looking and obedient people. Although he has a good appearance, he can't get any good jobs.

Today's trip is just to take model photos for a niche brand.

That's right, it's not the kind that appears in magazines, it's just posted on the official website of a niche brand for a few days.

Wang Cheng glanced at him while driving and felt that his temper had improved a lot after not seeing anyone for a few days.

"What have you been doing since you disappeared for so many days?"

Lin Qiong took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Fu Xingyun, asking him not to forget to have breakfast. After hearing the other party's inquiry, he replied: "I took the time to get married."

squeak!——The tires made a screeching sound on the road.

Wang Cheng quickly parked the car on the side of the road, "You're married!"

Lin Qiong glanced at him inexplicably, "Yes."

Wang Cheng instantly thought of the villa in the wealthy area where Lin Qiong lived today. Although rich people were everywhere, the people living in that place were all famous wealthy businessmen.

He reads financial news every day in order to one day win the lottery and join the ranks of the rich.

However, in recent days, I hadn't heard of any young and promising wealthy people getting married, and Wang Cheng's heart suddenly sank.

"The other party is much older than you."

Lin Qiong thought for a while and thought about the difference of six years. She couldn't count them all on one hand, "It's quite a lot."

Wang Cheng couldn't believe that the other party would degenerate like this for money, but he still held a glimmer of hope and asked tentatively: "What do you like about the other party?"

"Is it the extraordinary temperament or the gentle conversation."

Wang Cheng prayed silently in his heart.

Lin Qiong was very honest. She smiled brightly when she thought of the large amount of alimony after the divorce, "His money."

Wang Cheng: "You married an old man."

"What an old man sounds like." Lin Qiong retorted seriously.

Wang Cheng saw a glimmer of hope.

Lin Qiong: "He just lived a long time."

Wang Cheng:......

Although Wang Cheng also hated Lin Qiong before, he even wanted to give up his business.

But he also felt sorry for the other party's depravity, and was heartbroken to see the other party die so heartlessly.

For a moment, the other party's smile was dazzling. This living life sold its soul for money, was torn to pieces and trampled on, and went astray.

If you get old, the other party will definitely regret it.

Wang Cheng looked at him and said, "You are really not picky."

Lin Qiong smiled shyly, "You can't be too competitive."

Then he broke the opponent's prejudice and said to people: "What's wrong with the old man? The old man has a minimum living security allowance and is not much more reliable than the young people in society."

Wang Cheng listened to Lin Qiong babbling in his ear with a numb face.

Money can make ghosts push the mill, but ghosts without money will not open the door.

Looking at the usually arrogant face of the other party, Wang Cheng fell silent, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, very melancholy.

Lin Qiong looked at it and asked, "What are you doing?"

Wang Cheng didn't look at him but sighed, "I feel sorry for the world."

Lin Qiong said "Oh", then looked at the rearview mirror and wanted to say something else.

Wang Cheng said in a deep voice: "If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it later. Let me be quiet first."

"But……"

"leave me alone!"

Lin Qiong silently looked at the policeman holding a parking ticket outside the window.

"..."

The author has something to say:

Fu Xingyun: Do you dislike me for being old?

Lin Qiong stroked the dog's head and comforted him: "You are not old, you just live a long time."