The Villain is Born with a Sweet Tooth

    The photo that hit him made Tang Zhou wake up instantly.

    In front of him is a familiar and unfamiliar study, looking at the angry and disappointed old man in front of him, and then looking at the few photos of him and Fu Shen "kissing" on the ground, Tang Zhou suddenly realized an incredible thing.

    —He was in a dream again.

    Seeing Tang Zhou staring blankly at the photo on the ground, Tang Zhihua sighed inwardly and said with an unpleasant expression: "Clarify, what's going on?"

    Tang Zhou was cared for and loved by Fu Shen in the real world. He said that in the Huayue Group, he has not suffered from this kind of bird anger for a long time.

    He smiled lightly suddenly, bent down and picked up a few photos on the ground, dusted them off, and took a closer look, "It's a good shot."

    Whether it is composition or light, it creates a kind of ambiguity that burns at a moment.

    Seeing the handsome profile in the picture, Tang Zhou couldn't wait to see Fu Shen.

    His sudden change caught Tang Zhihua by surprise, "A Zhou..."

    "Grandpa," Tang Zhou interrupted him, "you use these photos to question me, do you want me to give up the company I revived?"

    Tang Zhihua squinted: "If you agree to get married, I don't care who you are with."

    "You know I'm disgusting Tang Zhen." Tang Zhou said casually, "I can't do it after marriage. I choose to quit."

    The current Tang Dynasty was pulled up by him with all his efforts. Before that, Tang Zhou might still be unwilling, but he who has led Huayue Group for many years has despised the lingering Tang Dynasty.

    Of course he can let Tang develop slowly and continue its past glory, but why?

    Tang Zhou is too lazy to care about those messes anymore, he is dreaming, what is he still thinking about the company? Wouldn't it be nice to have a relationship with Fu Shen?

    He put down these words, and without waiting for Tang Zhihua's reaction, he stepped out of the study.

    Uncle Fang stood outside the study, looking embarrassed to keep Tang Zhou, but saw Tang Zhou smile lightly: "Uncle Fang, take good care of grandpa. I shouldn't come back often in the future."

    He is thirty years old now, and the first thing is to fall in love.

    Tang Zhou drove away with a few photos.

    Because of the revival of the Tang family, he has no money now.

    Tang Zhou took out an old mobile phone from his pocket, contacted several cronies in the company, and habitually drove to his and Fu Shen's house, and then he thought, now He has no home.

    In order to help Tang Zhen fill the hole, he sold all the real estate and shares under his name, except for the Tang family's old house, he has nowhere to go.

    As night fell, Tang Zhou stopped by the roadside, thought for a while, and planned to send a message to Pixiu.

    In reality, he is already quite familiar with Pixiu and the others, but here, he is only a nodding acquaintance, so he hesitates.

    Pixiu has a cheerful and enthusiastic personality and is the most suitable candidate.

    Tang Zhou: [Is Fu Shen in the company? 】

    Pixiu: [Brother Tang? ! Are you looking for Brother Shen? 】

    Tang Zhou: [Yeah. 】

    Pixiu: [What is the matter with Brother Tang looking for Brother Shen? 】

    Although Tang Zhou worked as an assistant to Fu Shen, he had not had much contact with him since he reinvigorated Tang's family. Now that he suddenly asked, Pi Xiu certainly wouldn't speak casually.

    Tang Zhou: [Personal affairs. 】

    Pixiu: [Why don't you go to him directly? 】

    Tang Zhou was rubbing the phone case, he thought, but he was timid in his hometown, and the relationship between him and Fu Shen was not good.

    He didn't reply, Pixiu sent another message: [I just asked, Brother Shen is in the company. 】

    Tang Zhou: [Thanks. 】

    He smiled, he remembered correctly.

    Fu Shen in the dream is a workaholic. Apart from going home and sleeping, he is mostly busy with company affairs, and he hardly gets off work before nine o'clock in the evening.

    Tang Zhou adjusted his direction.

    Deep Blue Technology.

    In the cool-toned office, Fu Shen sat in front of the computer and flipped through the documents. The mobile phone message sounded. He didn't read it immediately, but clicked on the mobile phone after reading the document.

    Pixiu: [Brother Shen! Brother Tang asked me if you were in the company just now. I didn't think much about it and said you were there. Shouldn't there be a problem? 】

    Fu Shen frowned slightly: [What's the problem? 】

    Pixiu: [You tortured him so much when he was your assistant, and now that he returns to the Tang family, will he come to you to settle accounts? 】

    I have to say, Pixiu has enough brains, it's a pity not to be a screenwriter.

    Fu Shen: [torture? 】

    Pixiu: [Er...he said he had a private matter with you, what could the two of you have? I really want to find you, why not ask you directly? 】

    Fu Shen bounced his fingertips on the table twice, and replied expressionlessly: [Work. 】

    Then no more.

    But compared to before, his speed of looking at files has slowed down significantly, and he still checks his watch from time to time.

    The hour hand points to nine o'clock, an hour has passed since Pixiu contacted him, Fu Shen couldn't help frowning.

    As if thinking of something, he gave an order to the security department, saying that if someone is looking for him, don't stop him.

    The security guards looked bewildered.

    After a while, there was still no movement outside the office, and Fu Shen began to suspect that Pi Xiu was with him.

    He put down the document, leaned on the chair for a while, suddenly opened his eyes, closed the computer and locked the door in one go, and strode out of the company.

    It is late autumn. Although Jiangcheng is not freezing, the temperature is low.

    Fu Shen stopped for a while before getting into the car and said to the driver, "Go home."

    The driver responded respectfully and drove to Fu Shen's residence.

    Fu Shen rarely communicated with people when he was in the car. The driver was used to his character. He thought that tonight was no different from usual, but after a while, the boss spoke up.

    "Is anyone coming to the company tonight to find me?"

    The driver was surprised that it was such a long sentence.

    He is Fu Shen's dedicated driver. He likes to chat with the guards when he is free and is always on call. He guessed that the boss knew about his habit, so he asked this question.

    "Mr. Fu, I didn't see anyone."

    Fu Shen stared at the phone, suspecting Pixiu again.

    After Tang Zhou returned to the Tang family, he never took the initiative to look for him again. How could he talk to him about personal affairs at night?

    He leaned back in the back seat and exhaled slowly.

    Under the exhaustion and pressure of the past few days, Fu Shen's head was aching, he closed his eyes and planned to rest for a while, but he fell into a deep sleep involuntarily.

    until the driver wakes him.

    "President Fu, look..."

    Fu Shen suddenly opened his eyes, followed the driver's gaze, his eyes paused.

    He closed his eyes and opened them again.

    People are still there.

    The driver didn't get a response, and said cautiously, "It's Mr. Tang."

    Tang Zhou deliberately waited at the gate of Fu Shen's community to block him.

    He threw his car to Lu Ye, and let him drive him over in Lu Ye's completely incomprehensible gaze.

    Now, Mr. Lu, who is taciturn, persuaded him for the first time: "Tang Zhou, don't do stupid things."

    He thought Tang Zhou was being suppressed so hard, he came to Fu Shen to find his way back.

    Tang Zhou smiled gently: "I won't do stupid things."

    Unexpectedly, when Lu Ye saw his smile, his nerves became more tense. The people in the TV series will show that kind of fascinated and relieved smile after making a "great" decision.

    He thinks Tang Zhou is like this.

    Tang Zhou sent people away, wearing only a thin coat, and froze outside for more than an hour before finally waiting for Fu Shen's car to appear.

     Before he could come forward, the driver who knew him stopped.

    Tang Zhou stood for too long, his legs were a little numb, and he couldn't lift his feet at all, so he could only stare blankly at the back seat of the car.

    The car window can be seen in one direction, but Tang Zhou still stares at the car window persistently.

    The driver saw that Fu Shen did not respond for a while, and asked, "Mr. Fu, just drive in?"

    This is a high-end residential area, and the guards will not let people enter easily, so Tang Zhou can only stand here and wait.

    The cold wind made him sneeze.

    Fu Shen pursed his lips, "Ask him what's the matter."

    The driver pressed down the window and asked Tang Zhou, "Mr. Tang, are you here?"

    Tang Zhou originally planned to create a pitiful image in front of Fu Shen.

    He looked at the closed car window again, looking pitiful and helpless.

    Under the dim street light, the man described as embarrassed was slightly shivering with the cold, and his normally neatly combed hair was placed in a mess on his forehead. , makes people feel pity involuntarily.

    Fu Shen had not yet figured it out, his hand had already pressed down on the car window.

    The two made eye contact.

    Tang Zhou stared at the familiar handsome face, and his heart was slightly sour. Having been enjoying Fu Shen's gentleness, he suddenly changed his position and felt a little wronged.

    The feeling of being treated coldly by a lover is really uncomfortable.

    Fu Shen said indifferently: "What's the matter?"

    Tang Zhou's emotions were mixed and complicated. He didn't know what to say for a while. When the numbness in his legs subsided, he subconsciously took a few steps forward and handed over the photo in his pocket.

    In the photo, the handsome man put his head around the handsome man's shoulders, and pressed his head down, like a kiss.

    Fu Shen's eyes flickered slightly, but when he looked up again, he was calm: "So?"

    "You are responsible."

    Tang Zhou said with a serious face.

    Fu Shen: ? ? !

    Driver: ! !

    The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Fu Shen first looked away and said calmly, "It's fake."

    Tang Zhou sneezed again.

    Fu Shen pinched his palm, forcing himself not to see.

    But I heard Tang Zhou suddenly wronged and said: "Because you were drunk, we were photographed. Now Tang Tianyang is attacking me with this photo. The old man thinks that I am not qualified to be the president of the Tang family."

    Fu Shen immediately looked up at him.

    "I have nothing now."

    Tang Zhou's nose was red from the cold: "So, are you still short of assistants?"

    Fu Shen: “…”

    He barely thought, and said decisively: "Get in the car."

    Tang Zhou stretched out his hand to open the rear door and said to Fu Shen, "Can you move over there?"

    The driver was shocked.

    Even if President Fu really accepts you to return to your post, you should be in the co-pilot, right? What is it like sitting with Mr. Fu?

    He was waiting for their unkind President Fu to drive people away, but in the rearview mirror he saw that Fu Shen had really moved a position.

    Tang Zhou got into the car, the heater in the car surrounded him, slowly expelling the chill from him.

    Fu Shen instructed the driver: "Send Mr. Tang back."

    The driver asked Tang Zhou, "Mr. Tang, where do you live now?"

    Tang Zhou lowered his head and said softly, "I don't have a place to live."

    Driver: ?

    How is this possible?

    He waited for Fu Shen to show him.

    Fu Shen was silent for a moment before saying, "Go to Jiangxin Garden."

    He has a house there, and it is just right to lend it to Tang Zhou first.

    Tang Zhou suddenly looked up at him, he was so pitiful, yet he still couldn't live together?

    "Wait." He looked straight into Fu Shen's eyes, his brown eyes seemed to be covered with water mist, "Would you like me to be your assistant?"

    Fu Shen felt that Tang Zhou was a little different tonight, so he looked at him calmly: "Don't Mr. Tang joke?"

    "No. I have left Down's and am now penniless."

    The man in front of him looked at him expectantly, which made Fu Shen suddenly feel that he was his only life-saving straw.

    Although Fu Shen still had doubts in his heart, he still nodded.

    "Good."