little lover

The place I chose was a Sichuan restaurant, and Zhuo Yifan sat there listlessly listening to his master lecture him, feeling that he was no different from the pot of boiled fish on the table.

It's like cooking a heart in a frying pan.

The man next to his master also tried to smooth things over, but the other party was also a reticent type, so he simply introduced himself: "Longyu."

Zhuo Yifan raised his eyelids and looked at him, seeing that the other party had a straight nose and handsome appearance, he secretly compared it with that scumbag Luo Yi in his heart, no matter what, he felt that this was a decent party. With the temperament of the palace.He also introduced himself solemnly: "Zhuo Yifan, the... boss of Zhuo Xiaohei's studio."

The two introduced each other and stopped talking.

Only Xia Jingyao was there to teach his disciples. It was like a son who repeated the lectures over and over again. He was heartbroken: "Look at what you have done! What do I usually tell you? If you have any problems, you should first try to mediate and solve them." If you can't help it, tell me, it's good for you, just open up the fight! What's the use of making a scene so openly?"

Zhuo Yifan looked up at his master, who was about to swell up like a blown puffer fish.

Fang Jingyao didn't stop talking, and continued to babble at him: "Your studio has just started, it's amazing to receive a new book, isn't it, how many people are staring at you, hoping that something will come out of you, you go to it yourself Go up! How much effort did I put in to get you the new book you collaborated with? I just waited to win you this year. You think this market is as easy to do as it was a few years ago, and you don’t even think about the impact!"

The fugu sitting across from him instantly calmed down, feeling that he was still the most important thing, and the grievances were grievances, but he felt a little more at ease.

Fang Jingyao said: "So are Sun An and others, they never stopped you..."

Zhuo Yifan sniffled: "I stopped, I didn't stop."

Fang Jingyao: "..."

Fang Jingyao patted the table and gave another earnest instruction. He looked like a middle-aged father who had a heart attack after helping his son with his homework. His face was full of despair.

Zhuo Yifan listened with his head drooped, and generally endured what he said, and raised his head to refute if he couldn't bear it.

There was only one thing he couldn't bear, and that idiot Luo Yi.

"Master, can this be tolerated! What is he, Luo Yi? Without you, he can take over as the chief writer. He usually copies so many copies of you. I think he can handle it easily. This time it's me. Put the picture on your desk for him to see and use it, what about next time? Next time, just turn on the computer and change the picture to his name?!" Zhuo Yifan sneered, with a mouth that was not forgiving. After a while, I can't see the melancholy temperament of a beautiful boy, as sharp as a sharp knife, catching and stabbing anyone. "He just saw that you have a good temper. This painting is mine. If it was yours, wouldn't it be a waste of time to copy it!"

Fang Jingyao has a calm temper. He is the biggest sufferer in this matter, but both sides are his own people, so there is really no place to talk about the suffering.

It's easy to say what happened.

He changed two drawings for Zhuo Yifan, put them on the table and confiscated them, and Luo Yi from the same studio saw them and used them.

Normally, Fang Jingyao would say a few words to the other party, and it would be fine to ask the other party to apologize and give some compensation, but can Zhuo Yifan bear it? !

That must be unbearable!

There was a vigorous pinch, and the posture of smashing to the end, wishing to die with the other party.

Zhuo Yifan gritted his teeth: "If he falls into my hands, see if I can't kill him!"

Fang Jingyao frowned: "It's almost done. It's not good for you to chase and fight hard."

Zhuo Yifan refused to accept it.

Fang Jingyao sighed, and told him like coaxing a child: "You can finish the work at hand first, and talk about the rest later."

Zhuo Yifan rolled his Adam's apple twice, watching his master's eyes flushed: "Master, I know that I hurt you this time, and I can be fine because you took all the responsibility on your back, but I just now I didn't go for you at first, I just couldn't understand Luo Yi's haughty look, that idiot, he really took himself as a dish! You don't know how many people outside look down on him, and it's not my fault , He picked it first, and I won’t mess with him if he doesn’t copy it, but how can you take the blame, Master, half of my painting was drawn by you... What’s the matter!”

Fang Jingyao watched him act quietly, and asked indifferently, "What's going on, you don't know?"

Zhuo Yifan's voice was also a little softer: "I don't know."

Anyway, the opposite side is also the master who has taken him for so many years. Seeing his dodging eyes, he also started to get angry: "If you have this kind of filial piety, don't tell me! Copy it back and forth and both sides are my things. If you don't I can't leave even if I struggle a little... No, did I say you did it on purpose? Are you expecting me to leave?"

Zhuo Yifan's face froze for a moment, but he quickly put on a flattering smile, grinning with a little pointed canine teeth and shouted "Master".

The person opposite snorted, still angry.

Zhuo Yifan's voice softened, he stopped acting this time, and said with sincerity: "Master, how can I expect you to leave, I just want to take this opportunity to deal with him." This is true , He sued Luo Yi, because he couldn't bear to see that stinking idiot taking advantage of his master, and even pointing fingers at his master's studio—he had been in that studio for five years, and he didn't dare to move around. Son, why would Luo Yi dare to sit in the management position? !Zhuo Yifan originally wanted to kick Luo Yi out in one go, and even thought about it, even if his master was impatient and abandoned them both, he would have to clear the king's side.

But he never expected that his master Fang Jingyao chose to leave by himself.

Luo Yi had a deep scheming heart, he was acting in front of others, only his master was the same from beginning to end, this man was a good old man, he swallowed his breath neatly, patted his ass and left.

Luo Yi is a hypocrite, he is a real villain, his master is a hero of idle clouds and wild cranes, this person is just like the ones he painted, a true friend who can sing, drink, and ride horses together.

Zhuo Yifan said earnestly: "Master, if you can escape from the sea of ​​suffering and come to me, I will have nothing to say, and I will give you my position directly."

Fang Jingyao looked up at him.

Zhuo Yifan also looked at him, with longing in his eyes: "That broken studio has been tormented by Luo Yi. It's not a good thing. If you don't want it, you come to me, and we will be the same as before. I will paste dotted paper and ink for you. Son, you can do odd jobs."

Fang Jingyao went back to his hometown after being tormented. Naturally, he refused to go to the apprentice's studio, shaking his head and refusing.

Zhuo Yifan was not discouraged either, he felt that being able to sit down and have a meal with his master today was progress, after all, he had just bullied his master and destroyed his ancestors.

Zhuo Yifan served the meal wholeheartedly, and his master went to pay the bill after the meal.

Zhuo Yifan raised his eyes to look at the man opposite, who happened to be looking at him too.

The other party looked at him condescendingly, and said in a cold voice, "Let's chat."

Zhuo Yifan didn't take him seriously at first, but for the sake of his master, he had to say something perfunctory.The other party was very interested in the "Luo Yi" he said, Zhuo Yifan was never too tired to touch Luo Yi in the dark, so he opened his mouth and said it again.

After the other party listened carefully, he beckoned Zhuo Yifan to come closer, and lowered his voice to seriously discuss with him how to solve this matter from a legal point of view.

The other party's voice was cold, and his wrist was strong enough, Zhuo Yifan's hairs stood up a little.

"Since there is a lawsuit, it is natural that the victim is more suitable. I think Jing Yao is more suitable for this role than you." Long Yu looked up at him, his light-colored pupils were polite and alienated, and the line of his lips was straight and almost without curvature . "You and Luo Yi, I'm afraid you didn't treat this matter as something important? With all due respect, if I were to do this matter, you and that Luo Yi should have an open heart and serious talk in the court by now. .”

Zhuo Yifan swallowed hard.

Long Yu said coldly: "You are not young anymore, it is better to have a proper understanding of legal knowledge."

Zhuo Yifan couldn't sit still, his master wasn't here, why did he feel that the person beside him turned black in an instant!He couldn't help but look up to see if his master was back. Compared with the slightly sarcastic conversation now, his master's lessons just now can be called spring breeze.

The man opposite seemed to want to go with him, and sighed slightly: "Jing Yao loves you very much, and I don't want you to be hurt."

Zhuo Yifan looked up at him, and found that the coldness in his eyes eased a lot.

After Long Yu changed into a slightly more relaxed posture, he said to him: "You just need to cooperate with me in the next matter, and I will take full responsibility for Jing Yao."

Zhuo Yifan frowned a little, he had a feeling that his master was going to be snatched away.

Long Yu smiled and said, "You can call me closer, after all, I am Jing Yao's fiancé." He thought for a while and then said, "Is it right for you to call Master Jing Yao?"

Zhuo Yifan nodded.

Long Yu said to him with some interest: "Then what should you call me?"

Zhuo Yifan felt like a kid who was taken out to ask for red envelopes during Chinese New Year, and the other party was still guiding him to take advantage of him and his master.

Zhuo Yifan wanted to call him "teacher's wife", but when he saw the man's gaze on him, he was timid after all, and he twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Master... Master?"

Long Yu was stunned for a moment, but soon shook his head with a smile, and got a little closer to him: "You are still young, so let's call it like that first, it's quite interesting."

Zhuo Yifan: "Oh."

……

When Fang Jingyao paid the bill and came back, Zhuo Yifan had already lost his temper after being dealt with by the new master, and he didn't dare to mention going home with his master, so he went to the hotel with his bag.

After all, Fang Jingyao still loves this apprentice. After all, he was brought up since he was a child. He changed him to a hotel closer to him, and sent him there himself.

Zhuo Yifan loves to cling to his master, but he also looks at people. When he got to the place, he got out of the car and took his luggage and went to check in.

He could see that his master also liked Long Yu very much. Although he was a bit reluctant, he still didn't want to be a light bulb.

Going to the front desk, Zhuo Yifan saw that there was a hot spring here, so he first asked for a room with a hot spring.

The front desk said a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, sir, two of the hot spring rooms are under maintenance, and the rest are booked out."

Zhuo Yifan said, "Then ask for a bigger suite."

He never wronged himself outside, and only swiped his father's card—this time it was his own father.

The front desk checked it, and soon felt a little confused: "Sir, I'm really sorry..."

Zhuo Yifan said: "No way, the suite is gone?"

"Only the junior suite."

Zhuo Yifan thought for a while and said, "Then let's go to the small suite. Is this a tourist attraction? Why is the room so tight?"

He just asked casually, but the front desk replied quite seriously: "Because a company came to a meeting recently, so the reservation is quite tight." After she finished the process, she handed the card with a smile and said, "Your card is ready, There are also good attractions nearby, which one would you like to see?"

The spring water here is quite famous, there are many natural springs, as well as mountains and lakes, the front desk is straight, and it is obvious that it is very confident to answer the young gentleman's question.

Zhuo Yifan touched his chin and thought for a while, then asked her seriously: "Is there a vegetable market near you?"

The front desk blinked: "Huh?"

Zhuo Yifan gestured to her, and said, "It's just like old men and old ladies who wake up in the morning. The side dishes are very fresh. It's better to have some seafood and river delicacies, is there any?"

Front desk: "Well, I really don't know about this."

Zhuo Yifan sighed, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, I'll search the Internet myself."

The front desk held his breath and waited for him to leave, then the phone rang again, and he answered that it was a guest from the presidential suite upstairs, the front desk had a somewhat impression of him, because he was so flamboyant and good-looking in a wine red shirt There are really too few, especially when the other party is accompanied by two bodyguards, who looks like the young master of a rich family.

Now the young master called, and his voice was lazy: "Excuse me, are there any ducks here..."

The front desk was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Holding the microphone over there, he was probably also talking to the person next to him. He heard the voice of a child vaguely, and soon the young master said again: "I want a yellow duckling, the kind that will squawk in the bathtub, and I want a brand new one. If so, please send two pairs up."

Only then did the receptionist heave a sigh of relief, and regained his stiff professional smile and said, "Yes, please wait a moment, and I'll send it to you later."