Shenhao: Please stop messing around

Chapter 109 Chapter 108, The company's first anchor (fourth update)

In another car.

Lu Ming and Fang Weidong were also chatting. They had driven back in one car in the afternoon, and now they were driving back in Lu Ming's car.

"Fuck, did Brother Chu really give that watch away? When I left the house, I saw that it was gone from my wrist, but when did he give it to me?"

Fang Weidong exclaimed a little excitedly.

He had never participated in this kind of situation before. As a local native, he lived in resettlement housing. He had thought about buying a villa, but it was not easy to get one.

Price is one reason, and on the other hand, many people from the same village prefer to live together comfortably.

To be honest, these indigenous groups, even those who have been relocated, all acknowledge that the upstarts who have made their fortunes in emerging industries are actually better and stronger.

The new rich represent the real gold that can make a name for themselves in this city. Some uncles who have daughters at home want to marry the first generation of rich people and join forces, but sometimes, the other party may not be interested in them.

As for today's game, he was also confused.

The main reason is that I don’t understand Brother Chu.

But I just think it's very cool.

The boss of the live broadcast company was not someone to be trifled with. He was quite stunned.

Lu Ming glanced at him and said with a smile: "How should I know? Aren't we always together?"

"Brother Chu has a lot of tricks. Don't try to figure it out. If you really want to know, just ask him sincerely. He will tell you."

Fang Weidong nodded, but didn't ask any more questions. He took a deep breath and said, "Hey, I'll get off in front. Baishizhou, just take me to the subway entrance. I'll walk back and buy something by the way."

Lu Ming nodded.

"Row."

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Fang Weidong got off the train at the Baishishu subway station entrance and bought a pack of chewing gum and a bottle of mineral water at a nearby convenience store. He chewed the gum hard, rinsed his mouth with water, and kept smelling his breath to see if there was any residual smell of smoke or alcohol.

By the way, I threw the cigarettes and lighter in my pocket into the trash can and walked home.

There's nothing I can do about it. My parents are very strict.

Smoking and drinking are both prohibited. My dad says they are bad for the health.

Especially after the gold coins were revealed during the divorce, my father became even stricter.

In other words, there is no second child in the family, only himself. Otherwise, he would have lost his status long ago.

Sometimes, Fang Weidong also feels aggrieved. I am already 26 years old, and you still control me like this.

But, on second thought, I really feel like I am in a hopeless situation.

If my dad hadn't been so strict, I would have been cheated out of nothing.

There have been cases in the village where some childhood friends were set up and taken to Ao Island to play, where they lost everything they had.

I escaped the disaster because I was timid.

He didn't walk far before he reached home. He had already chewed three sticks of gum. He licked the back of his hand and smelled it. It was full of the smell of gum. Then he walked home with brisk steps.

"Dad, I'm back."

In the living room, dad Fang Wende was shirtless with a fat belly. He was only wearing a pair of shorts. He was sitting in front of the computer, fanned by a fan, looking at stocks with a frown on his face.

He doesn’t smoke, drink, or even go out very often. Stock trading is Dad Fang Wende’s only hobby.

There are gains and losses, but his discipline is very good. No matter it is profit or loss, as long as it reaches the 10% line, he will sell without hesitation. Even if he sells too early and makes little profit, and misses the big fish, he never complains and continues to look for the next stock worth buying.

Just based on this point, it seems that I have not lost much over the years, and I can even make a little profit.

Fang Weidong also admires him very much.

"Where have you been? No one has seen you all day?"

Fang Wende didn't even raise his head, staring intently at the screen. He picked up the teacup and took a sip, then asked in a deep voice.

In the afternoon, I called my dad and asked him if he knew any second-hand luxury watch dealers as a friend of his wanted to buy one. My dad said he didn't know anyone and asked him to stay out of it.

At this moment, Fang Weidong answered honestly: "Dad, I went to have dinner with my friends. Two of them run a company and live in Jiurongtai."

He didn't even dare to mention the golf card issue. He wanted to ask his father for advice, but he didn't quite dare.

"Are you kidding me? Why is the car in Guanlan? Have you learned how to play golf?"

Fang Weidong:? F**K!

He was stunned for a moment. He had never expected that his father would secretly install a GPS on his car.

But, I'm used to it.

I just sighed slightly in my heart.

"I went there in the afternoon and went to eat right after the call. I had some last-minute work to do and was in a hurry. Another friend drove a Porsche, so I took his car. I'll drive it back tomorrow."

Fang Weidong explained in detail, feeling helpless but respectful.

"Ah."

"I've left some turtle soup for you in the pot. It's wild and my friend brought it to me this afternoon. Have a bowl."

Fang Wende seemed to agree with this explanation. He nodded and said something.

Hearing this, Fang Weidong felt a little warm in his heart. He walked to the kitchen, scooped out a bowl of soup, drank it in small sips, moved a stool and sat behind his father.

"Dad, can I ask you something?"

"I have a friend who wants to buy a piece of land. He asked me to help him find out. The location doesn't have to be very central, but it's better to be larger. Do you know any way to buy it?"

Fang Wende glanced at his son and said, "You can't get involved in this kind of business. You can't even deliver a package properly, and you still want to speculate in land?"

"I do have a channel. If you really have a friend who wants to do this, bring him home for dinner. I'll treat him to lobster, abalone and grouper. Is that high-class enough? I hope it won't embarrass you, right?"

Fang Weidong scratched his head, subconsciously moved his chair back, and said softly: "It doesn't seem to be enough. We spent more than 600,000 yuan on a meal yesterday, and my friend paid for it."

As he spoke, he even stood up and shrank back.

But occasionally saying such a joke can be a little fun between father and son, as long as it is not a principled mistake like "smoking and drinking".

Fang Wende glared at his son and laughed angrily: "Whether a meal is expensive or not does not depend on what you eat, but on who you eat with. Your dad invited him to dinner, which is giving him face, which is quite enough."

"Okay, Dad, let me ask."

"Let's go back to the room first."

Fang Weidong said with a smile and walked quickly towards his room.

After taking a look at his son's back, Fang Wende sighed softly.

A good father produces a bad son.

But there's really no way.

However, the biggest advantage of my son is that he is filial. He is very filial.

There is gain and loss. God has arranged everything for you. This is your fate.

……

Lin Chu didn't expect that when he returned to the living room of the suite, he would find an extra screen there.

Zhang Peng was standing next to the screen. Xue Xiaojun, Liang Mo, and He Meng were all there. Behind the screen, there was a masked man who was broadcasting live.

He is performing face-changing.

It's the face changing in Sichuan Opera.

He has already started the live broadcast. His movements are very fast. In a flash, the red mask has been changed to a black mask. His movements are so quick that even if you watch it live, you can't tell anything.

This is a good job!

Zhang Peng said he would interview the anchor today. Looks like he has found one. Let’s do the trial broadcast.

A smile also appeared on Lin Chu's lips.

Seeing Lin Chu coming in, Zhang Peng also walked over quickly and said with a bit of pride: "Brother Chu, I'm the anchor poached from Chengdu. I flew here. I haven't had time to go to the company yet, so I brought him here for dinner and a trial broadcast to see his level. I also want to show it to you."

Lin Chu nodded and smiled: "Okay, let's take a look, live broadcast."

——His performance is a piece of shit, even if it fails, I will sign it for him.

There is no popularity that cannot be gained by spending money.

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(End of this chapter)