The perfect future of rebirth

There has never been a lack of drama in life where the villain succeeds, but who knows if there is a big reversal brewing behind the hero's return and sweeping away the haze?

Just like now, the young man standing behind Zhao Fusheng was panting heavily, obviously there was an elevator here, but he still ran all the way up, which shows how angry and dissatisfied he is at this moment.

"You can come, why can't I come?"

The young man gave Ms. Chen a cold look, his tone full of resentment and an indescribable disappointment.

Then he looked at Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao: "Who are they and why are they here?"

At this time, several restaurant waiters who were chasing after him followed in. Looking at the group of people who were confronting each other, they were at a loss, not knowing what to do.

Fortunately, Zhao Fusheng opened his mouth to help them out.

Zhao Fusheng smiled, stood up, turned his head to the group of waiters and said: "You go out first, this is Ms. Chen's son, their mother and son want to chat for a while."

Several waiters looked at each other, perhaps because of Zhao Fusheng's words, or because they felt that such a combination would not cause any accidents in the restaurant. In short, these people quietly retreated and closed the door of the private room.

"This is a little sister I met on the set, and this is her boyfriend." During the time Zhao Fusheng spoke, it was considered a buffer for Ms. Chen, and she couldn't admit to being caught and raped by her son. , so she just made up an excuse: "I had a good chat with her on the set, so let's treat them to a meal..."

Ms. Chen spoke very seriously, and no matter why her son appeared here, as a mother, she could not let her personality collapse no matter what.

Zhao Fusheng didn't bother to say anything about this, he smiled faintly, and said to Ms. Chen and the young man: "Thank you, Mr. Chen, for today's meal. It's getting late, so let's take our leave first."

After saying this, he pulled Fan Baobao and prepared to leave here.

When things got to this point, he was not interested in continuing to talk nonsense with the other party. In fact, if it wasn't because of Fan Baobao, Zhao Fusheng wouldn't even show up for this dinner.

Things like eating and drinking have to be separated.With people who are right-tempered, even at roadside stalls, you can eat happily.But if you encounter disgusting people, even if it is a delicacy, it will be difficult to swallow.

Obviously, Ms. Chen does not belong to the former. In Zhao Fusheng's worldview, this kind of person is just a mess.

I could have endured the darkness if I hadn't seen the sun.

If it was Zhao Fusheng in his previous life, he might have chosen to compromise, but in this life, Zhao Fusheng never thought about compromising.

If someone bullies you, just beat him back.

Of course, we must pay attention to the method. Violence cannot solve any problems. People who use their brains are the real strong.

But obviously, Zhao Fusheng did not expect that this young man was not an idiot, or in other words, his understanding of his mother made the young man not believe Zhao Fusheng's words at all.

"Hehe, eat?" The young man smiled coldly, looked at Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao with contempt, then walked to the dining table, picked up the two cards: "If you invite friends to dinner, you need to open a room to send them to you." Is it a bank card?"

I have to say that Ms. Chen's idiot behavior eventually caused trouble. Originally, according to Zhao Fusheng's plan, this scene should not have happened in the development of the matter, but since it has already happened, the only way is to cover it up with soldiers. After all, speaking of it, he didn't want Fan Baobao or himself to be criticized for such things in the future.

"My girlfriend and I came out, what's wrong with Ms. Chen helping to open a room?" Zhao Fusheng looked at the young man with a calm expression, without a trace of fireworks, blinked and said, "As for that bank card, please move you." Think about it in your head, your mother is in film and television investment, and my girlfriend is a model who shoots commercials, she wants to ask my girlfriend to speak for her, if she doesn't give money, can she give it to you?"

Contempt has always been a sharp weapon to turn black and white, Zhao Fusheng has always believed it, but he has overlooked, what kind of contempt will this kind of contempt cause to a 20-year-old young man who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth and everything went smoothly from childhood to adulthood? Stimulate.

Or to be more precise, he forgot that young people are often impulsive.

There is no way, after all, Zhao Fusheng's psychological age is a middle-aged person, and his perspective on problems is different from that of young people.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths!"

The young man looked at Zhao Fusheng, and after a moment of silence, he rushed towards Zhao Fusheng and punched Zhao Fusheng in the face.

Ok?

Zhao Fusheng was stunned, and then dodged the opponent's movements. He was not a philanthropist, and only an idiot would agree to such a thing as a beating.

Besides, in terms of strength, this second generation, whose body was obviously hollowed out by wine and sex, is obviously not his opponent.

So the next moment, Zhao Fusheng punched the opponent in the stomach, and then pressed the guy back on the dining table.

"Before you do it next time, put your tricks on the line, who told you that you can hit people casually?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at the other party coldly, with contempt on his face.

Obviously, even though the matter was solved perfectly, Zhao Fusheng was still in a bad mood.

"You, let him go, let go! Do you know who I am, I..." Anyway, it is her own son after all, and when Ms. Chen sees that her son has suffered, she doesn't care about her attitude. Yi, like a hen protecting the calf, growled angrily at Zhao Fusheng.

As for Fan Baobao, she couldn't take care of her at this time.

"you shut up!"

Zhao Fusheng raised his head, glanced at Ms. Chen coldly, and said word by word: "What is the reason for everything, you know better than me. Now that you think of your responsibility, why did you go so early?"

While talking, he picked up the table knife in front of him, waved his hand, and dropped it hard!

Chapter 488 I'm Kind

boom!

A muffled voice echoed in the room accompanied by the woman's scream.

Zhao Fusheng's actions seemed scary, but in fact, he didn't stick the knife in the young man's body. He was not a lunatic. In front of Fan Baobao, Zhao Fusheng could do such a crazy thing.

But even so, the young man who looked fearless just now was already limp, his face was pale, and his legs were trembling non-stop.

Poor children, like flowers in a greenhouse, have been spoiled, how could they not be frightened when they suddenly encountered such a thing.

To be honest, Zhao Fusheng is really in a bad mood at this moment.

In his previous life, although he was in the advertising circle, Zhao Fusheng had indeed seen such things a lot. Under the exaggeration of various scandals, Zhao Fusheng knew that the world he was about to face was not pure water.

But when something dark appeared in front of him, Zhao Fusheng still had difficulty controlling his anger.

"You should be thankful that the law saved you." Zhao Fusheng sighed softly, as if he still had something to say: "If this was before liberation, you would have died."

Without restraint, Zhao Fusheng's style of doing things must be different from now. He has never been a good person who endures humiliation. The best way to face this kind of dude is to beat him up once and let him see I will be afraid.

In fact, everyone is the same, there will be depression in the heart, and there will be a flame that wants to burn.

I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, just because I am in this mountain.Sometimes the authorities are delusional, thinking that if there is no breaking, there is no standing. In fact, as long as you look at it horizontally as a ridge and as a peak, you can see the difference between the distance and the height.

People lose their temper occasionally and vent out the pressure accumulated in the usual time. The feeling afterwards is undoubtedly particularly sour.

Standing up and letting go of the frightened young man, Zhao Fusheng turned his head and glanced at Fan Baobao who was pale but still standing beside him.

"Are you afraid?"

Zhao Fusheng's voice was soft.

"Afraid." Fan Baobao nodded obediently, then raised his arm, grabbed Zhao Fusheng's hand, smiled slightly, but did not speak again.

The world is so big, as long as there is you, no matter where you are, it will be the same.