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The money didn't cost much, it looked like five or six hundred yuan, but classmate Fan Baobao chose a lot of things, Zhao Fusheng was full of things in big bags and small bags, and his face was full of helplessness.

"What's the matter, you don't want to?" Fan Baobao asked Zhao Fusheng with a sidelong glance.

"No, but you bought so many things, how will you live next month?" Zhao Fusheng looked at Fan Baobao with a half-smile and asked.

If I remember correctly, Fan Baobao's monthly living expenses are only 500 yuan. My mother gave her a private house before, but there should not be much left. After all, there are a lot of things to buy when I arrive in the capital. It didn't cost less than a few days, just for the hotel where he stayed, Fan Baobao paid a five-day deposit at once, which was not a small expense.

"Then you don't have to worry about it." Fan Baobao looked at Zhao Fusheng arrogantly: "I have enough money anyway."

Even though she said that, she was thinking in her heart, whether next week, she would go to do a temporary promotion to earn some extra money.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, and didn't care about the girl's little thoughts. He silently took the things and took the bus back to school with Fan Baobao.

Chapter 139 Gold Bracelet

If you work hard, you will gain, and if you love each other, you will be together. These are the two biggest lies in the world, but they have always supported our stumbles when we were young.

Maybe even Zhao Fusheng didn't realize that Fan Baobao has always been his obsession.

In fact, the reason is very simple. Everyone has their own childhood sweetheart when they were young. Maybe you have a very good relationship with her or him without knowing it. Then for some reason, you can’t be together, but after many years , When you hear the other party's news, will you feel a little throbbing in your heart?

What happened to the Fan family, Zhao Fusheng was helpless in the past, and watched the tragedy happen. In the end, although Fan Baobao became famous in the entertainment industry, a girl without any background needs to pay what price she wants to be in the entertainment industry. Fu Sheng didn't dare to think about it, nor could he imagine it.

Therefore, the current him cannot allow such a tragedy to happen again.

No matter what the final outcome is, from Zhao Fusheng's point of view, he must ensure that Fan Baobao in this life can live a happy life as a normal person.

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When we returned to school, it was getting late, Fan Baobao saw that Zhao Fusheng was carrying a lot of things, thought for a while and said, "Let me help you deliver it."

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Come on, you're welcome."

After glaring at Zhao Fusheng, Fan Baobao helped him carry his things upstairs.

"Give me a chance to invite you to dinner tonight, how about it?" Zhao Fusheng smiled at Fan Baobao.

Fan Baobao nodded and waved his arms: "I must eat hard, I'm exhausted."

In the end, after choosing and choosing, she chose a nearby Xianzu restaurant and ordered two servings of bibimbap and one serving of stir-fried vegetables.

"Is this what you mean by eating hard?" Zhao Fusheng held the chopsticks and stared blankly at Fan Baobao.

Fan Baobao glanced at him angrily: "How much salary can you earn as an intern? Uncles and aunts want to open a shop, and they don't have enough money. If you can save a little, save a little."

Zhao Fusheng laughed and nodded slightly: "Well, I see."

He is so well-behaved, Fan Baobao is a little surprised, you know, Zhao Fusheng is the guy who likes to talk to him the most, as long as he says it, he will definitely object, although most of the time he will be "suppressed" by himself, but Since he was a child, he has always enjoyed it.

But for some reason, Fan Baobao felt that Zhao Fusheng seemed to have changed a lot since the accident at home.

"By the way, do you remember that Teacher Wang Xiaoru in our elementary school?" Fan Baobao suddenly remembered something and asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng blinked, then remembered, and said with a smile, "Just that Chinese teacher?"

"That's right, that's her." Fan Baobao said with a smile on his face. "A while ago, Zhou Yun and I went shopping and saw her. I didn't expect that she also came to the capital and is now selling clothes."

Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes: "What's the matter, there are too many people doing business in the sea now."

"Can you show some face, why did he resign, have you forgotten?" Fan Baobao rolled his eyes and said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and then remembered something, with a strange expression on his face, and Fan Baobao continued: "At that time we were playing with magnets at school, and you insisted on playing with them in class, but she found out that the magnets attracted you. It was on her gold bracelet, and she was crying..."

"Ahem..." Zhao Fusheng coughed for a while, and he felt embarrassed. He also remembered what Fan Baobao said, and said helplessly: "That can't blame me, she ran to the principal's office and scratched the principal all over the place." You're so embarrassed, you must resign."

After a pause, he glared at Fan Baobao: "Besides, don't think I forgot, you brought that magnet to school."

Fan Baobao stuck out his tongue with an innocent look on his face.

"By the way, do you really intend to continue working in Mr. Zheng's company?" Fan Baobao asked Zhao Fusheng after eating for a while and thinking about it.

It was clear that she cared a lot about it.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged, nodded and said: "At least this is a good job, especially suitable for me now."

What he said was the truth, at least, from now on, it is undoubtedly the best choice to engage in advertising, which he has done for more than ten years in his previous life.

After all, Zhao Fusheng knew well that he was not a so-called genius, and he didn't have any means or skills to make a lot of money, except for those foresights and accidents in his mind that didn't necessarily work.

Don't be fooled by the so-called legendary stories. The stories about those who can make a lot of money without any effort are just because these people have accumulated enough knowledge in that field, or in other words, they Behind the scenes, there are always some truths that ordinary people don't know or understand.

Making money has never been a particularly simple and easy task, otherwise there would not be so many poor people in this world.

Zhao Fusheng firmly believed in this point.

Therefore, he simply chose to do what he is best at, at least this can guarantee a stable possibility of success.

"You wait, wait until I become popular, then stop doing this and be my manager." Fan Baobao thought for a while and said to Zhao Fusheng solemnly.

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "Being your manager, you think too much, you'd better get popular first and then talk about it."

"Look at you, why don't you know what's good or bad?" Fan Baobao glared at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head: "First, I don't have a sister named Shiranui Mai. Second, if you become popular, maybe I will be a millionaire by then. Have you ever seen a multi-millionaire acting as a manager for a celebrity? "

"Humph!"

Fan Baobao was stunned for a moment, then snorted coquettishly, and gave Zhao Fusheng a blank look, not bothering to pay attention to this guy.

As a result, a few seconds later, she burst out laughing: "Mai Shiranui, I don't know what's good or bad, hahahaha..."

For her such a long reflex arc, Zhao Fusheng expressed helplessness, so he simply ignored the girl and lowered his head to eat.

The two had dinner and spent a total of more than 30 yuan. Fan Baobao generously offered Zhao Fusheng a treat. Zhao Fusheng took out his wallet to pay the bill, and sent Miss Fan back to the dormitory.

Standing downstairs in the dormitory, Fan Baobao glared at Zhao Fusheng and said, "I tell you, you are not allowed to speak ill of me when you go back, do you hear me?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded helplessly: "Don't worry, I won't."

Watching Fan Baobao go upstairs, he just shook his head and walked back to the hotel.

Lying on the bed in the hotel, Zhao Fusheng looked at the starry sky outside the window, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, after calculation, the time should be almost up.

If I guessed correctly, some people should not be able to sit still.

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