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"Then what, I'm going to see the child."

It seemed that it was not appropriate to talk about it with his son, so Dad Zhao found an excuse on his own and threw Zhao Fusheng on the sofa.

Zhao Fusheng looked at his father's back, his face was not good-looking. After all, his father was still old. Although he was in his 40s, although he was not old enough, compared with the high-spirited young man back then, the years took him away unconsciously. The white hair and wrinkles on the sideburns remind Zhao Fusheng of his father's youth all the time. In his memory, the father who shielded him from the wind and rain like a mountain peak is really old.

Now that his father has been laid off, what Zhao Fusheng is thinking about next is what to suggest to his father.

It is about to enter the 21st century. In my mind, there are too many industries that can make money and are suitable for my father. To use an image, Zhao Fusheng is like a dealer in a casino. There are too many cards, and casually sending a bomb to the father who is going to end the game is enough to make the father kill the Quartet.

The question now is how to get my father to listen to me.

Sitting on his sofa, Zhao Fusheng fell into deep thought.

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In the afternoon, Li Yuan and Fan Baobao came back with tired faces and picked up Fan Beibei.

Originally, Zhao Fusheng wanted to ask Li Yuan something, but seeing the expressions of their mother and daughter, he didn't dare to speak.

After much deliberation, I can only find an opportunity to ask Fan Baobao about this matter when I go back to school.

When my mother came back from get off work, she specially bought spare ribs, so Zhao Fusheng naturally went to Fan's house and invited the mother and daughter over.

In Zhao's mother's words, we are all a family, so why not be polite.

Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao both wanted to say p, but unfortunately, no one dared to resist the enthusiastic Zhao mother.

Fate is like being strong, since you can't resist, you can only enjoy it.

So, classmate Fan Baobao ate the ribs and chicken wings in front of him hard, as if this was that bastard Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng, on the other hand, looked at the pile of vegetables in front of him with an innocent face.

These were all made by Li Yuan for him.

As the saying goes, a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks, the more satisfied she becomes.

In Li Yuan's opinion, Zhao Fusheng is undoubtedly the son-in-law candidate that makes her satisfied.

She is filial and sensible, the school is good, and the family knows everything. The key is that she treats Fan Baobao very well, and doesn't mind that she and her second daughter are two troublemakers.

For a moment, Li Yuan felt that even if she died now, her two daughters didn't have to worry about it.

If Zhao Fusheng knew what Li Yuan was thinking, he would definitely be terrified. He admitted that Fan Baobao was very beautiful, but the problem was that he really didn't have any feelings for her now.

After all, the psychological age is dozens of years old, so it is undoubtedly a joke for Zhao Fusheng to have feelings for a 20-year-old girl rashly.

More importantly, he and Fan Baobao are more like good friends who grew up together. Zhao Fusheng himself can't tell whether there is a relationship between a man and a woman.

"Dad, what are your plans for the next step?"

Zhao Fusheng asked his father while eating.

Dad Zhao thought for a while, then shook his head: "Let's take a look first, you and the baby go to school well, and there are a few of us adults involved in family affairs."

He said this undoubtedly for the sake of An Fanbaobao and Zhao Fusheng's heart, after all, both of them are studying in university now.

Fan Baobao didn't speak, his eyes were slightly red, and he ate silently with his head down. He made up his mind in his heart that after graduation, he would work hard to make money by acting to repay Zhao's parents and Zhao's mother.

After all, Zhao Fusheng is his own son, and he is just a so-called "daughter-in-law" who hasn't written a word yet.

Dad Zhao didn't expect it, because the atmosphere became a little heavy because of his own words, and he was a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, little friend Fan Beibei saved everyone, the little princess pointed to the chicken wings in her bowl, and told Zhao Fusheng: "Guokuo, Beibei wants to eat meat."

Zhao Fusheng laughed, and while helping Beibei break the chicken wings into small pieces of muscle, he said to several people: "Dad, you don't have to worry, there are so many people going to sea in the country now, and you have skills, you can definitely find a job. If it doesn’t work, let’s open our own shop.”

The elders were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and suddenly felt that what Zhao Fusheng said seemed to make sense.

Chapter 9 Work hard to make money, boy

After all, he is already a sophomore. Although in the eyes of his parents, Zhao Fusheng is a child who needs to be worried about at any time, but Zhao's parents and Zhao's mother will still consider his opinion.

Of course, it means thinking about it. As for whether you will do what he said, it depends on your mood.

But I have to say that Zhao Fusheng's suggestion is a bit exciting.

After dinner, several adults went downstairs for a walk with Fan Beibei in their arms. Unknowingly, only Fan Baobao and Zhao Fusheng were left in the room.

"Is this an opportunity for us to get along?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Fan Baobao dumbfounded.

Fan Baobao glared at him angrily: "It's not all your fault..."

After saying this, she hesitated for a few seconds, and asked in a low voice, "Well, Uncle Zhao has bought out his working years, so will he have no labor insurance in the future?"

After all, he is still young. From Fan Baobao's point of view, Zhao's father is tantamount to contributing to the security of the rest of his life in order to help his family pay off his debts.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "It's not as exaggerated as you think. In fact, under the current situation, there is no harm in buying out the length of service early."

After all, not everyone can foresee the future. In the eyes of many people, losing their jobs means they have no security.But Zhao Fusheng is very clear that in the future world, the iron rice bowl will no longer exist.

"Don't worry, I will have a chance to take on the role soon." Fan Baobao bit his lip and said.

"Accept the play?" Frowning, Zhao Fusheng was a little surprised: "Can you accept the play as a sophomore in your school?"

There is a reason why he is so confused. The full name of Ninghai Film Academy where Fan Baobao is located should be the Ninghai Branch of Shanghai Film Academy.

To put it more bluntly, this school is actually a junior college, not to mention accepting plays, but Zhao Fusheng remembers very clearly that in this school, except for Fan Baobao, there is not a star in the entertainment circle.

Even Fan Baobao himself did not become popular all of a sudden after graduation, but worked as an extra in Hengdian for several years. There are even rumors that the most important reason for Fan Baobao's success is that She climbed up to a big shot in the circle.

The entertainment industry has never been a pure land, and Zhao Fusheng knows this better than anyone else.After all, he has done advertising planning for so many years, so he has a little connection with the entertainment industry. Whether it is those models or third- and fourth-tier stars, except for the top stars, the rest of them have nothing dirty behind them.

The so-called entertainers and stars, to put it bluntly, show the public only what they have on the surface, or what they want the public to know. As for the real side, no star is willing to show it.

Because they know very well that if their real selves are exposed, what awaits these people is the silence of falling into the altar.

"It's not considered acting, it's just that the teacher said that from the beginning of junior year, we can accept some commercials by ourselves." Fan Baobao lay on the sofa and said with a sigh of relief: "Although it is not a big brand, But it is estimated that there should be 800 yuan each time.”

After finishing speaking, she pushed Zhao Fusheng who was sitting there: "Let me tell you, it's okay to have sex in school, but don't let the godmother know, otherwise, I will never end with you..."

Zhao Fusheng glanced at the woman speechlessly: "Don't worry, I'm single."

"I've thought of this a long time ago. I have confidence in your strength." Fan Baobao instantly smitten Zhao Fusheng with a word.