836: C836 Visual impact

C836 Visual impact

Huang Xing did not know what Fu Zhenxin was planning.

She seemed to be always testing and herself, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Huang Xing kept feeling that there was a faint bitterness in his heart.

After being silent for a while, Fu Zhenxin let out a smile like a spring breeze, and said: "Alright, alright, I hope that you can help me with this matter of joining hands, it's as simple as that."

"Alright." Huang Xing thought for a while, then said: "But I can only say it, and will to the best of my abilities."

Fu Zhenxin nodded: "It's a deal."

She stood up, her eyes reflecting a faint sadness. "Then I … "Then I'll be going. You rest early."

Huang Xing also stood up, and reminded them: "Be careful on the road."

Fu Zhenxin walked to the door, slowly took off her slippers, changed into boots, sat on the shoestring stool and carefully tied it.

Huang Xing felt a special kind of message from her actions and behavior.

To be exact, she missed the time she spent with Huang Xing, even if it was just a minute and a second. A few years later, she still loved herself as much as ever. However, she no longer had the right to be loved.

The beauty of the past was like passing clouds, only letting people have endless memories. A beautiful cloud, in the sky is just a hurried passerby, wind, it will disappear in your world. Finally, one day, the clouds turned into rain and disappeared without a trace.

Fu Zhenxin put on her boots, held on to the door handle, and tried using a very calm tone of voice to speak: "Let's go, let's go."

"It's already so late..." A kind of heartache grew clearer and clearer in Huang Xing's mind: "Drive slower. At home... Call me when you get home. "

Fu Zhenxin nodded, "I will. "Bye."

She waved her hand and walked out firmly. The door closed from the outside, and Huang Xing could only hear the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the ground.

Unknowingly, Huang Xing really wanted to open the door and take a look at her leaving figure.

But he held it in.

Try not to remember anything.

Memories are a knife. Time was not slaughtered by it, but it pierced the heart. The fragments of the past that no longer existed were a source of sadness.

He went to bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

On the morning of the next day, after the regular meeting at the Merchant Shop, Huang Xing went straight to Fu Jie's office.

Under the request of others, Huang Xing knew that he was unable to control Fu Jie's thoughts, but he had to at least try his best.

Huang Xing said straightforwardly: "Yesterday, Fu Zhenxin came to find me. She wanted to organize a joyous party with us. "Both sides, employees share the program resources that they have."

Fu Jie was startled, her brows knitted slightly: "She is sharing with us? You think. Xin Edge Company and Xin Meng Plaza, were their resources the same? This Fu Zhenxin, she would definitely get a good return if she doesn't need to invest. This point, cannot be. "

Huang Xing emphasized: "Xin Yuan Company's strength is incomparable to Xin Meng Plaza's. Not equal. But there's one thing. She's your own sister! "

Fu Jie replied, "There's no father or son in this shopping mall. I cannot use my reputation and the interests of the thousands of people in this building to help my own sister. "

Huang Xing said emotionally, "But you must remember that you were the one who established Xin Yuan Company. Although it is given to Fu Zhenxin to do, it is still your hard work. And I think, joining up with Xin Feng company, is very simple. It's just that more people were watching our Spring Festival Gala. This is a good thing. "

Fu Jie looked at Huang Xing with a serious expression: "I want to know, what benefits does Fu Zhenxin give you, for you to work so hard to be her lobbyist."

Huang Xing shook his head: "Nothing good will come out of it. But she's your sister. This point is much more precious than any other benefits. "

Fu Jie let out a light sigh, and said: "Actually, other than my parents, who else wished for Fu Zhenxin to be better in this world? But a lot of the time, I still have to restrain this concern. She's a boss now, and she's so burdened with responsibilities that she relies on me. I didn't want that, though I wanted to give her a shoulder. Can you understand what I mean? "

Huang Xing was startled.

To be exact, Fu Jie's words were not unreasonable. She didn't want Fu Zhenxin to become a flower in a greenhouse, so there was someone who would help her settle everything. This way, she would be able to subtly weaken her motivation, causing her to feel a strong sense of reliance. This was a counter force to improve her overall attributes.

Fu Jie immediately followed and said, "The Spring Festival Gala, I want to be as capable as you can be. Even if she did not do it well and tried her best, she would still have a clear conscience. However, what Fu Zhenxin wanted to do was to take advantage of the situation, and not work hard on her own. Can this go on? To her, I was like a rope. When she was confused and weak, he could give her a hand. However, she could also bind its hands and feet, or even strangle her neck. She could not let go of her hands and feet to touch and seize more opportunities, nor could she breathe more fresh and fresh air. So I don't want to be the rope all the time. I hope she can fly higher and further away. "

Huang Xing couldn't help but nod his head, "Perhaps, you're right. This analogy is very appropriate. "

Fu Jie was silent for a moment, then said: "Then … However... How about this, you discuss it with Fu Zhenxin and organize a joyous party together … "The details."

Huang Xing was startled. "You... "You agree?"

Fu Jie shook her head: "I am neutral. This matter shall be decided by you. "

Huang Xing understood, even though Fu Jie had always wanted to let him take the lead, Gao Yuan was still flying alone, so she had to reject Fu Zhenxin's request quite a few times. However, they were sisters after all, and Fu Jie wasn't as cold-hearted as she thought.

After returning to his office, Huang Xing called Fu Zhenxin and told her that he could work together with her.

Fu Zhenxin was so happy that her hands and feet were dancing, she kissed the phone thrice.

Huang Xing could faintly feel that his face had turned cold and his nose was brimming with the fragrance of Fu Zhenxin's lips.

Huang Xing was shocked by his unrealistic illusion.

In the afternoon, Fu Zhenxin rushed to Xin Meng Plaza to discuss the details of their cooperation.

At the same time, Wu Qianqian, Yang Zihong and a few other public stars had also joined the battle.

There were only a few days left until the Spring Festival.

On Friday, Huang Xing decided to make a trip home to settle some trivial matters, including the matter of Wang Renkui's contract fraud. He wanted to negotiate with Wang Renkui first. If things got out of hand, he could then go to law. After all, he had gone too far. He had actually taken someone else's charity as an example to gain his own benefits. This kind of person was truly shocking.

When he returned home, Huang Xing was shocked.

Originally, these few years, the family spent a lot of money to decorate, and bought a lot of furniture and appliances. But now that Huang Xing had returned, everything in the house had returned to how it was ten years ago.

So much so that Huang Xing suspected that he had teleported.

Looking at the old furniture, the old household appliances, and his parents, who were all wearing plain clothes, Huang Xing pinched the muscles on his face. After he was sure that he had not transmigrated, he asked his mother in confusion, "What happened? "How did you end up like this at home?"

yellow mother laughed and said, "Child, this is …. This is the arrangement by the staff. "

Huang Xing was startled: "What staff?"

The yellow mother emphasized: "Didn't I tell you before? This year, stars will come to our house to record programs for the new year. What was his name? "Yes..."

His father said, "A star will accompany me for the new year."

"Right, right." yellow mother giggled: "The staff have come over, they said it's …. He said he was trying his best to make the family as poor and as broken as possible. If it was filmed like this, what else could it be … A picture. I don't understand. But we'll do what they say. Good, good. "He can even go on TV."

Huang Xing laughed bitterly: "I'm really free! And it even felt like it was painted on the wall! Isn't this the same as putting on an act? "

yellow mother tsk-tsked. "How is this just tormenting? I feel that what humans say is reasonable. What are you saying … They said that the viewership ratings for this program would definitely be high … "

Huang Xing laughed: "Alright, it's good to let you guys watch a play on TV. However, you shouldn't dress so … I've bought so many clothes for you. Can't you pick a decent suit? "

yellow mother said with conviction, "That won't do, that won't do. This way of wearing it would seem to match these old items. He was dressed too well. There was no way he could see that way … "Impact effect."

"Visual impact?" Huang Xing was startled. "Oh my, you even know this?"0

yellow mother laughed and said: "Don't underestimate your mother. Although you have been a villager for your entire life, we also … Hehe, those staff members are really enthusiastic. They sound like they're full of energy when they speak, but they do have some new words to say. They listen to me … That was comfortable. You'll be able to learn a lot if you see each other some other day. This visual impact was … That's what they said. En, alright, as an old farmer, let's give it a shot on TV too … … "The eyes of the audience..."

Huang Xing did not have the heart to beat them up.

In order to get a viewership rating, the television station did not hesitate to cheat, allowing the honest rural couple to use them as props to get the attention of the audience.

But when he thought about it carefully, it was nothing. Being able to make his parents happy was the most precious thing.

After talking to his parents, Huang Xing decided to rush to his mother to find Wang Renkui.

A surprise attack on him. Otherwise, it was very possible that Wang Renkui would intentionally hide and not see him.

But just as he walked out of the door, he saw Liu Erni's father humming a tune as she shook her body and walked over.

Huang Xing frowned, following the approaching smell of alcohol, he determined that Father Liu had drank a lot. He was all drunk in the morning, so other than Er Ni's father, there probably wasn't anyone else in the village.

Father Liu walked in front of Huang Xing with his hands behind his back, he stretched his neck and leaned forward, used his finger to point at Huang Xing, and said: "Son-in-law, son-in-law, my son-in-law is back?"

Huang Xing laughed bitterly: "Uncle Liu, don't come out after drinking. Go home and rest."

Father Liu clicked his tongue and said, "Inviting me at noon... Will you buy me a drink? "

Huang Xing was stunned: "I … I have something to do at noon. "

"Look." Mr Liu let out a contemptuous sigh: "Even if you have money, you're still being stingy. How about this, I'll buy some peanut fried fish or something, and I'll talk to you about it. We need to have a drink, talk about you and my family's Er Nier … "

Huang Xing really wanted to find a hole to hide in.

Why did this Uncle Liu …

In desperation, Huang Xing decided to call Liu Erni so that she and her mother could come over and bring the drunk Uncle Liu back.

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