Mr. Gu, Madam is on the hot search again.

Chapter 167 Confession
"What do you think?" Fang Zishu seemed to be thinking about it. He put his hands on the table and rested his head on his palms.

Lin Hetao's nervous palms were all sweaty.

Just listen to Fang Zishu say: "I need a formal confession and a bouquet of flowers. Isn't this condition too much?"

Lin Hetao smiled, nodded and said solemnly: "It's not too much."

The request seemed simple, but Lin Hetao visited the entire Shakeng Village and didn't see a flower shop.

Early the next morning, when he arrived at the set, his eyes were completely black, and his eyes were now black and blue, covering his original skin color, like a panda.

Chi Yu almost didn't recognize him when she saw him.

"Lin Tezhu, did you go to rob a house or visit a prostitute yesterday?"

Lin Hetao looked awkward and said gently: "No, I just didn't sleep well."

Gu Yuan stared at him from the side with a stern look on his face: "Didn't I ask you to stay in the company? Why are you here?"

Looking at Gu Yuan, Lin Hetao took a breath and said, holding back his dissatisfaction: "Our Mr. Gu, I am on vacation now."

"I know, I'm just asking you why you came here?" Gu Yuan knew about his vacation when he contacted the office secretary last night.

Lin Hetao looked at Fang Zishu: "Only our Young Master Gu is allowed to see the beauty, am I not allowed to come?"

Gu Yuan understood and said: "Since you are here, do me a favor."

"Mr. Gu, I'm on vacation." Lin Hetao reminded him specifically.

"If you help me complete this task during my vacation, my year-end bonus will be increased by 20%."

Lin Hetao was tempted. His annual year-end bonus was about 15 yuan, plus 20%, which meant a bonus of 3 yuan.

Fang Zishu also advised him: "You'd better go. I've been on the set these days and can't accompany you."

Lin Hetao compromised under the inducement of money.

"What are you busy with?"

"Don't you know the address of Wang Mingming's home? Find out if he is at home."

Hearing this, Fang Zishu and Chi Yu were both stunned.

Chi Yu asked: "Wang Mingming is still in Shakeng Village?"

Fang Zishu was surprised and said: "The Wang you are talking about is obviously not the son of a bitch who broke the news about Chi Yu's cheating, right?"

Gu Yuan said: "That's that person. We found out that he is a local. You should be specially arranged by their company to come here this time."

Fang Zishu suddenly had an epiphany: "No wonder I didn't see him when I was squatting in a nearby hotel before. It turns out he lives nearby."

Chi Yu considered a question: "But if we catch him now, will he run away?"

The road to the county seat was opened a few days ago. If Wang Mingming was smart, he might have run away by now.

"Maybe he didn't leave. I didn't find his flight back to Beijing." Lin Hetao said.

Knowing that Wang Mingming might not have left, Fang Zishu couldn't help but urge Lin Hetao: "Then you quickly take someone to find him. You must find that boy. If I see him, I will give him two big dicks."

Being urged to leave, Fang Zishu was unwilling to give in and glanced at Fang Zishu cautiously.

"Come here."

Fang Zishu was suddenly called out by Lin Hetao. When he turned around, he saw Chi Yu looking at her with a happy face and a smile on her face, her eyes were red and her ears were hot.

"Is there anything you can't say here?"

"cannot!"

Fang Zishu followed him out without arguing.

Lin Hetao led her to the snow behind the crew, an open space with only a few big trees covered with snow.

Lin Hetao asked her to stand there and wait, but he ran into the snow while minding his own business.He went around a big tree and took out a rose-red flower.

As he approached, Fang Zishu noticed that he was holding plum blossoms in his hand.

The branches of the plum blossoms had been carefully processed by him, and they were wrapped in wrapping paper bought from an unknown boutique jewelry store.

There is a faint lotus flower printed on the wrapping paper. I don’t know when it was a popular style. It is a bit unsophisticated.

Lin Hetao walked over slowly, holding flowers in his hands, and explained shyly and nervously: "I searched the whole village and couldn't find a flower shop."

"So that's what you thought of?"

Looking at the plum blossoms in his hand, Lin Hetao nodded, "It's too late."

Looking at the dark blue under her eyes, Fang Zishu shrugged his shoulders, "So you went to the mountain to pick it in the cold last night?"

From the direction of the crew, you can see a tinge of red that doesn't fade away on the hilltop next door. With good eyesight, if you look carefully, you can tell that the hilltop is plum blossoms.

It's just that it's freezing cold, and no one goes up the mountain to appreciate the plum blossoms.

Lin Hetao giggled: "There is no way, only plum blossoms are blooming now."

The weather in City C is unusually cold, and even if spring begins now, there may not be any flowers sprouting.

"Then give me the flowers."

Lin Hetao was overjoyed: "Then you mean you promised me?"

"What did you promise?" Fang Zishu looked at her with a serious expression.

"Promise." Halfway through the words, Lin Hetao suddenly realized that what Fang Zishu wanted was a formal confession, but he, a fool, had forgotten it.

"I like you, I like Fang Zishu, do you want to be with me?"

His heart tightened, and he spoke awkwardly.

On the snowy ground, the man's face was filled with an excited smile, his eyes were slightly red due to the snow wind or being too nervous, and his eyes were bright.

The man was wearing the black coat that she took off. Due to his poor body shape, the clothes that were originally loose and loose on Fang Zishu were so tight on him that it seemed like they were about to fall apart at any moment.

His hands were rubbing the corners of his clothes uneasily, as if he was a young man confessing his love for the first time, which was in no way consistent with the close-fitting suit under the coat.

Fang Zishu's nose was filled with the faint sweet and light fragrance of flowers, and the petals were still covered with water droplets from melted snow. The water droplets solidified in the cold winter air, clinging to the petals like dots of white stars.

She chuckled lightly, blushing from the tip of her nose to her face.

"Well, I promise you."

Lin Hetao didn't know the local roads and was planning to find a child to guide him.

He found a canteen, found some toys and snacks and squatted at the door.

Next to it is the village primary school in Shakeng Village. It is 20:[-] noon, and there are still more than [-] minutes before the students get out of school.

He asked the boss for a low chair and sat on it with his thighs straddled.

creak!

The chair was old and the sound it made was a bit harsh. He touched the white bamboo on the chair and saw the little figures drawn by the children on it.

A lame stickman carries a load on his shoulders, and two buckets have tofu written on them.

The word "tofu" is still wrong, but it can still be seen vaguely.

Lin Hetao noticed that the stick figure was missing a section of his leg. He didn't pay attention, but when he looked up, he saw a young man.

The young man put a tricycle in the corner and locked it. The lock in his hand was a little rusty. It took a lot of effort to lock the tricycle. Then he picked up a pole from the vehicle, with two buckets hooked on the pole.

The young man was handsome, tall, and had clear eyes, which were surprisingly white compared to the farmers doing farm work in the village.

(End of this chapter)