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He let out a long breath after putting down the phone.

If what Li Yuanhao said was true, then Zhao Fusheng felt that he seemed to know a somewhat outrageous but true truth.

"Infernal Affairs?"

Zhao Fusheng frowned and muttered to himself.

This year, Xiangjiang hasn't filmed the movie "Infernal Affairs", so no one will know about the performance between Liang Yingdi and Liu Tianwang on the rooftop.

But this does not prevent Zhao Fusheng from widening his mind and trying to figure out the whole story.

But if this is the case, perhaps the 5 yuan can be saved.

Someone who regards earning endless money as one of his life goals secretly thought in his heart.

Chapter 18 脑路清奇范贝贝

People have different levels of needs. To put it simply, when a person has no clothes and no food to eat, it is difficult to maintain the so-called face and dignity, including integrity.

If you can maintain these, it means that this person is not an ordinary person and can accomplish great things.

And the vast majority of ordinary people definitely cannot do this. Their goal is to live well.

Therefore, there will always be such a type of person in the world who can transcend his family, blood, and environment, and who can break free from the shackles of the times and make the world look at him differently. This type of person is called a hero.

Zhao Fusheng didn't intend to be a hero, and he also knew that it was impossible for Chen Shijie to be a hero.

So now there is only one answer, my high school classmate, Chen Shijie, is undercover.

Although he didn't know how this plot that belonged to the movie became a reality, Zhao Fusheng was certain that once the gang was eliminated, the 5 yuan owed by Fan Jian would not have to be repaid.

In other words, I don't have to worry about Fan Baobao's tigress becoming my wife, and I don't have to be afraid of being bullied by her for the rest of my life.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng felt relieved for no reason.

It's not that Fan Baobao is not likable, it's that the childhood shadow she left on Zhao Fusheng is so strong that Zhao Fusheng always resists her for no reason.

Some people say that being a human means non-stop, running around, and there is only one result of stopping, and that is death.

And a person's love and hate are the only things he can have before death.

For Zhao Fusheng, he loves this world, loves everyone around him, and hopes that they can live a happy life. For him, the busyness and hardships of the past are still fresh in his memory, so Zhao Fusheng worked hard to think To help those kind people around, live a happy life.

However, for the time being, Zhao Fusheng can't tell the elders about this news. After all, Chen Shijie is risking his life as an undercover agent. If the news is leaked for his own sake, the case will not be solved. That would be too late to regret.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng gritted his teeth and decided to hide the news for the time being.

People always feel happy when they are close to happiness, but worry about gain and loss when happiness is in progress.

Perhaps, this is a common problem of people.

In the next few days, Zhao Fusheng attended classes step by step. Whether it was elective or professional courses, he listened carefully and took notes. After these few days, he finally understood what is right and wrong.

The familiar professors are gone, the familiar classmates are gone, except for a few roommates, among his college classmates, Zhao Fusheng can't find a few familiar people.

Fortunately, the counselor was still Zheng Yao, and she did ask for leave for personal reasons as she remembered.Of course, before asking for leave, Zheng Yao went to that Professor Qin and said hello, which was considered to be a help to Zhao Fusheng.

As a student majoring in advertising, Zhao Fusheng has a lot to learn, including introduction to advertising, communication courses, ancient literature, modern and contemporary literature, general theory of modern Chinese, advertising survey, basics of graphic design, corporate image design, English news writing, Advertising copywriting, advertising planning and creativity, advertising creativity and performance, advertising media, modern advertising management and management, advertising psychology, marketing planning and more than a dozen courses.

Fortunately, after graduating, he has been engaged in this field of work. Although he has forgotten a lot of theoretical knowledge, but if he thinks about it carefully, he can still adapt.

In his previous life, he actually didn't understand why advertisers should study literature, but later he realized that advertising is more about copywriting, and copywriting requires a foundation in literature.

The most painful thing for a person to live is to live a mediocre life without accomplishing anything, and occasionally recall the past, only to find that he has missed countless opportunities.

It was a feeling that I wanted to slap myself, wake myself up, and start over.

But now, Zhao Fusheng has the opportunity to start again, so he cherishes all opportunities to improve himself.

Later, Fan Baosheng called Zhao Fusheng and asked him about the result of going to Hanjiaxiang. Zhao Fusheng didn't say much, but told her that Fan Jian had lost 5000 yuan, and the remaining [-] yuan It's interest, and the money must be repaid within one month, otherwise they will be arrested.

He could clearly feel that Fan Baobao sighed heavily, looking quite sad.

But Zhao Fusheng didn't plan to tell Chen Shijie's matter, the reason was the same as keeping his parents secret, he needed to be more cautious before the dust settled.

Of course, even if Zhao Fusheng was killed, he would not admit it. In fact, he was secretly willing to make Fan Baobao sad for a while.

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As usual on weekends, he had to go home and say goodbye to his roommates. Zhao Fusheng took the bus home leisurely. For him, being able to see his parents every weekend was an extremely happy thing. .

It is said that people who love to recall the past are those who have a bad life. Because they can't get what they want, life is always full of misfortunes, so they are immersed in the past.

In fact, this sentence is not entirely correct. Many times, people recall the past because they have memories that cannot be let go.

For example, Zhao Fusheng, for him, his parents are his unforgettable concerns.

As for his ex-wife who was with him for more than ten years, he occasionally thinks about it, but Zhao Fusheng always feels that if there is a destiny, he and her may meet again.

As for whether she will like him at that time, Zhao Fusheng doesn't know, but he can be sure that if he meets again, even if he can't give her a wedding, he will give her a happy memory.

When he got home, his mother hadn't finished get off work, but his father was at home, but seeing the little loli Fan Beibei in his arms, Zhao Fusheng was quite surprised, "Why is Beibei here?"

"Pot pot!"

When Fan Beibei saw Zhao Fusheng, she jumped up happily and spread her arms, apparently to let Zhao Fusheng hug her.

Zhao Fusheng quickly put down his bag, and reached out to pick up little Lolita.

"Guokuo, Beibei misses you, do you miss me?" The little girl laughed happily, leaned over and kissed Zhao Fusheng on the face, giggling non-stop.

The child at this time is the cutest, even a seasoned old fritter like Zhao Fusheng is unconsciously infected.

"It just so happens that you are back, you look at Beibei, and I'm going to buy groceries."

Father Zhao stood up and gave instructions to his son.

The father's instructions, as a son, naturally he must obey, not to mention that Zhao Fusheng also likes Beibei very much, so he sat on the sofa with his arms around the little girl.

But for some reason, he always felt that the back view of his father's departure seemed a little bit like running away.

"Guokuo, Guoguo, Beibei wants to hear a story." Before Zhao Fusheng could figure it out, the little girl's voice sounded from the side.

"Okay, my brother will tell you a story."

Coaxing children, in Zhao Fusheng's view, is a piece of cake, isn't it just telling a few fairy tales, and it's not going up the mountain of swords and down the pan of oil.