Chapter 974 Fan 2 17: Three meals a day to go fishing, urging manuscript crazy demon Xiao Yan Xiansen (2 more)

  Fu Shen looked at the pregnant woman, rather helpless, why he had to be tossed by Fu Yu, he bent down and picked up the thin blanket on the ground, ready to cover him, but he had already alarmed him.

   "Uncle San." His voice was hoarse and dull, apparently overusing his voice last night.

  He has been narrating that Fu Yu is in charge of recording, so he is naturally more tired.

  "You also have to learn to refuse, and go back to rest if you can't hold it." Fu Chen understands Huaisheng, and it's okay to meet other people, and to meet their family members, almost responsive.

   "I'm okay." Huaisheng is completely bracing, his head is dizzy at this time, his whole body seems to be drained, and the whole person is empty.

   "Hurry up and rest." Fu pondered, and I still want to remind Fu Yu later.

   "Then I will go first."

  "Would you like to make something for you, and then go to bed after eating?" Fu Chen really hurt him as his son.

   "No need." Give him a bed at this time, and he can sleep till the end.

  "Then you won’t be called for breakfast, when will you wake up and go downstairs."

"Ok."

  Fu Shen looked at him and couldn't help shaking his head. He was really tossed last night.

  Huaisheng walked out of the study, and when he went upstairs, his eyelids were drooping, some of them couldn't hold it, and he almost hit someone in the corner, "I'm sorry."

   "Are you awake?"

  This voice...

Huaisheng raised his eyes and saw Fu Yu in sportswear coming down from upstairs, combing his ponytail, revealing a white neck, close-fitting sportswear with long legs and thin waist. He was raising his hand to adjust his wrist. Sports bracelet.

  "Do you want to go out to exercise together?"

   "No, I still have to do morning class."

  "Morning class?" Fu Yu curled his eyebrows, vaguely as if he had heard someone complain about him knocking on Muyu.

   "That line, I will go first."

  Fu Yu was full of energy. Fu Chen listened to the dialogue and took a look.

   These two people stayed up all night together, one complexion, muddy eyes, and vain footsteps, the other seemed to be bloodied and radiant. What else can it be if this is not a fairy sucking human essence?

  Fu Yu greeted Fu Chen, and went out for a morning run. Huaisheng dragged himself to take a shower, using cold water. He had planned to do the morning class with some energy.

  For so many years, even if he took the college entrance examination, he never stopped...

   just opened the Buddhist scriptures, his eyelids sank, and finally he fell asleep.

  Having persisted in the morning class for so long, it was finally broken.

  ……

  When he woke up again, it was dusk, and even though he slept for more than ten hours, his body was still exhausted.

   Staying up late is simply the devil.

  Fu Yu here, eats breakfast in the morning exercise, and writes manuscripts back to his room. Inspiration is flooding. A short article just released has broken 100,000 clicks and rewarded one to two thousand.

  She still wanted to go to Huaisheng to thank her, but knocked on the door for a long time, but nothing happened.

  The monks are not very diligent? How can I sleep for a day, tut—

  **

the other side

  Fu Qinyuan spent a day to arrange all the next work, except for a few projects that he had to follow up personally, all the others were pushed to Fu Chen...

  Shifang received the notice with a dazed look. He thought he had retired, so he started to assign tasks to him inexplicably.

  He even called and asked Fu Shen: "San Ye, what do you mean by Xiao San Ye? Why suddenly..."

   "Are you here to question me?"

   "No, just..."

  Shifang wanted to say something, and the phone was hung up.

  Why are you still angry?

  Fu Qinyuan finished the handover of work and said that he would give himself a few days off. Song Fengwan thought it was very good. He should have two days off after work and rest.

  And then...

  Someone started to go to Jingjia to "fish" for three meals a day.

He is on vacation, and it’s okay to run more to Jing’s house, and his time is basically staggered with Jing Xingyao. He may not see it once after a day. From outsiders’ eyes, he is just rushing to Jinghanchuan. Those few pond fish went.

  Fu Shen Ze pondered:

  I share the work with him, so that he can finish his MBA and finish his studies, so he will go fishing in Jingjia for me? Is it possible that you are ready to go back to your old career and lose your ambitions?

  How can a young man have such an old-school hobby.

  Fu Shen and Song Fengwan said a few words, never want to be stunned by her:

   "How did Qin Yuan develop this hobby? It was not when he was a child. You often took him to Beijing home? I think he is just playing with things, and the biggest responsibility lies with you."

  At that time, Fu Chen was thinking that there are many Jing family members and he likes Fu Qinyuan, so he can help himself share the hardship of raising children, how can he think so long-term?

  "I think it’s good to go fishing. Anyway, I’m at home in Beijing, with Liu Ye staring at me, and I can’t do anything extraordinary. It’s better than going out to spend time and drink."

  Fu Qin used to not concentrate on studying, and was once addicted to online games. Song Fengwan was really worried about whether he would take the same path as Jiang Er and become a dude. She is quite satisfied with her current state.

   "If the kid wants to do something out of the ordinary, he will only do it secretly, not on the bright side for you to see."

   "Maybe he made some crooked ideas by going fishing."

   "What kind of worry-free thing do you think he is?"

  Fu Shen's words were just casual mentioning, and they were immediately refuted by Song Fengwan: "Why do you always think of your son so badly?"

   "You are not a good person, and you say he is a gadget?"

  Fu Chen has a headache, nothing more, let’s not mention this.

It was already night, and he went to take a shower directly. He thought that it was late at night and could do something couples love to do. When he came out, he saw Song Fengwan sitting on the carpet with the design drawings all over the floor. The corners of the mouth twitched...

  My thoughts are soaked tonight.

   "It's so late, still busy?" Fu Chen pulled the towel and wiped his hair.

"Xiao Chi sent me the drawing a few days ago. I haven't read it. He called me just now and said to give him a reply for three days. It's been almost a week." Song Fengwan said that this is also a guilty conscience. .

  Although she is not in the head office of Yan's in Nanjiang, she is the head of Yan's design department. All design manuscripts need to be checked and reviewed by her, or designed by herself.

  Strictly become a professional reminder!

  As soon as the deadline is approaching, she wished she could shrink up as a tortoise, and once even shut down the phone on purpose. As a result, a message prompt one minute later:

  [Dear mobile users, you have used the air to recharge 10,000 yuan of phone bill...]

   even charged her with data.

   Then sent a text message over.

   [Sister, I know you can see the information, when will the paper be submitted? 】

  【I have an immature proposal. 】

  Song Fengwan frowned: Since you feel immature, don't mention it.

  【Do you think this is good? I pack my luggage, move to your house, and stare at your drawing? 】

  I was very cute when I was young, but when I grow up, I'm not behaved at all.

  Song Fengwan directly mentioned to him: "Xiao Chi, I think you have changed. You never treated your sister this way before."

  Yan Chi only replied silently: "You have also changed. In the past, you had all deadlines ahead of schedule, and you are getting lazy."

  "You think drawing design drafts is so easy, you need inspiration!"

   "Are you trying to say that you are exhausted?"

  Song Feng was choked at night...

  Yan Chi did not inherit Yan Wangchuan's cold, reticent temperament, but inherited the skills that can poison people by speaking. Yan Wangchuan used to be that kind. If you don't speak, you can choke people to death.

  When their company determines the main products for this season, each designer will submit some sketches in advance to decide who will be the main designer. It is all through consultation.

It’s not that Song Fengwan is the head of the design department, so she will definitely use her drafts. The design sketches and inspiration drawings are all submitted in advance. If you really have no inspiration, you don’t need to submit drawings at all. Song Fengwan is an inspiration. Many, but I don’t bother to get started with that kind of practice.

  In Yan Chi's words: "Lazy cancer is at an advanced stage, get cure!"

  Fu Shen looked at the design drawings of a place, feeling a little helpless, “Sooner or later, I will send you the files, why have you delayed it until now?” I guess he won’t have to sleep tonight.

   "Sometimes I forget when I get busy." Song Feng thought late, and after three days, he was not in a hurry. When he was working two days later, he forgot about the matter.

   "Why didn't that kid run over to chase you." Fu Chen looked helplessly at her holding her chin, but just smiled dozingly.

   Yan Chi really flew over twice in the night because of the reminder...

  Song Fengwan was staying up late to draw at the time. When she received a call, someone told her that she had already arrived at the door of the house, which really scared her.

  It's not that I am afraid of him, but that I am guilty.

  As a result, she stayed up all night. Xiao Yan Xiansen slept peacefully all night. The next day, she followed Fu Chen out to take a bath and steamed. He drank a little wine before returning. It was too leisurely.

   "I don't think I will give it to him tomorrow, he will come over." Song Fengwan selected the design draft, "This kid is usually completely different from his father. When working, the two are exactly the same! Just as strong."

   "After all, they are father and son, inherited."

   "So why Qin Yuan had a black belly is also hereditary."

  Fu Shen smiled helplessly. When she met her before, she was respectful to herself, and she thought about her words repeatedly. Since her marriage, she has been "exposed" and occasionally had to say a few words to herself.

  The daughter-in-law of your choice, what else can you do besides pets?

  He went to the study to get two books, went back to the room to read the book silently, and accompany her quietly until Fu Huan happily left school and went out to pick up his daughter.

  After returning home, Fu Huan went to say hello to Song Fengwan, saw a piece of manuscript paper, and couldn't help but complain:

   "Mom, did my uncle give you a kill order again? You are at this age, can't I let my uncle save snacks?"

  This girl and who learned such a vicious tongue.

   "Hurry up and go to bed."

   "I still have to do my homework."

   Before returning to the house, Fu Huan glanced at the room Huaisheng was in. Fu Yu stayed at their house for two days, and he stayed with him for two nights. It seemed that the whole spirit was boiled out and the whole person was thin.

  She simply left, but she was not woken up by the alarm clock every day, but by the sound of the wooden fish next door...

  Be on time than the alarm clock!

  No one in Fu's family slept in, so Huaisheng asked her what time to get up one day.

   In order to make him feel that he is very diligent and does not like to sleep late, Fu Huan directly said: "Six o'clock!"

  Actually, she set the alarm clock at six o'clock, but she always stayed in bed until six-thirty. It's fine now, six o'clock...

  The wooden fish rang on time.

   Fu Huan collapsed.

  She really wanted Fu Yu to stay at their house for two days, let him burn out his spirits at night, and stop by the next day.

  Fu Huan sighed and dragged his schoolbag into the room. Recently, he couldn't sleep in bed. He felt that life was completely boring. He didn't even have the energy to make a list of favorite celebrities by scanning Weibo.

  Fu Chen never thought that the wooden fish Huaisheng could cure Fu Huanlai’s bed.

  Huaisheng consulted the rest of the Fu family for the morning class time in advance, and she was worried that it would disturb them. Fu Huan did this by herself. She loves bed and has to pretend to be diligent.

  If the pregnant woman is Fu Qinyuan, her brother, Fu Huan, would have rushed to his house long ago to make a fuss and threw him Muyu. She is familiar, but not so familiar, and it is hard to say anything, and she is very considerate. I asked her in advance, and she can only deal with it with a smile every day...

  Fu Shen always smiled every time he saw her forcefully smiling. He welcomed Huaisheng to stay at his house for two more days.

  **

  Fu Qinyuan is here

  Most of the company’s business was delivered. I ran to Beijing during the day and had to come back to see writing papers at night. He was so busy, everyone thought he was a combination of work and rest.

  As everyone knows, people are both in love and learning.

  Be silent for several days, Fu Qinyuan wondered if she could go and pick her up again...

  After all, proper stimulation is very necessary.

  Xiao Yan Xiansen is showing his face, right...

  Yan Chi: ...just as long as you are happy.

  Me: [Cover your face]

  Little Sanye, this is a test on the edge of danger.

  (End of this chapter)