Han Yu

Chapter 54 Hypocrisy

There was hot tea on the white porcelain tray, and as the mist rose, the fragrance of the tea, which was fragrant but not strong, slowly diffused into the room. Bai Ruiyi sniffed it lightly and felt that it was cool, tapped his fingers on the table and handed over the document past.

"The Han family's overseas industries are all based on this."

Qiao Yu stared at the document for a while with lowered eyes, stretched out his hand to pick up the thin document bag, the weight in his hand was also light, opened it and took it out, Bai Ruiyi lowered his eyes and reached out to pick up the cup of hot tea, He took a sip from his mouth, it may be the wound on his mouth, the corners of his mouth throbbed, he frowned and put down the tea, perhaps with a bit of force, and there was a crisp sound of colliding with the plate, even the tea splashed out some onto the desktop.

Qiao Yu glanced over and saw that the water stains on the table meant something unclear: "Young Master Bai, don't be too impatient."

Bai Ruiyi felt that the corners of his mouth seemed to be throbbing more intensely.

In the quiet room, there was only the rustling sound of Qiao Yu flipping through the papers alone, as if he had confirmed the result, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and the fake smile on his face seemed a little more real, and he put the document back again .

"The hard work is less in vain."

Bai Ruiyi looked at that friendly smile, and those who didn't come felt a chill on their backs. Who wouldn't know what to say in the scene, and immediately responded politely: "Cooperation requires the sincerity of cooperation."

Well, it's time to remind him to show his sincerity.

Qiao Yu's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she sensed the sense of unreasonable hostility. Her eyes fell on the wound on the corner of Bai Ruiyi's mouth, and she suddenly felt that her own wound was also aching, and the pain was not limited to just one place.

He covered his abdomen with his hands without any trace, and still had the noble look of the young master of the Qiao family on his face. He said to Bai Ruiyi unhurriedly: "I believe that Young Master Bai will not be disappointed."

Bai Ruiyi's brows twitched, and her heart tightened slightly, "What are you going to do?"

Qiao Yu smiled so much that he couldn't mention how kind he was, and said slowly: "Young Master Bai, don't worry, no matter how you do it, you will not lose the benefits of the Bai family. That was agreed in advance."

Bai Ruiyi gritted his teeth, this wasn't what he was worried about.

Qiao Yu's heart was cold, and he felt inexplicably ironic.

On the surface, they say that brothers and sisters have conspired to harm people secretly, and they still pretend to be worried. Either they should not respond at the beginning, or they should not act disgustingly to scare people.

However, what he, Qiao Yu, is best at is superficial skills, no matter how disgusting people are, he will never show any traces, disgusting in his heart, and disgusting behind his back.

Bai Ruiyi looked down at the watch in his hand, and Qiao Yu followed suit. At that moment, they all had an idea in unison, that they spent more than 40 minutes with this guy, what a waste!

If you have that time, you might as well think about Han Fang more.

When Qiao Yu thought of Han Fang, he couldn't help sighing and clutched his belly tightly, and he couldn't help thinking about it, even if it hurts, in short, as long as it is this person, it's fine.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yu also felt that he was actually hypocritical, but he was more direct, thinking about others while also thinking about hurting others.

Acquired without pulling the man down from his perch, it becomes a difficult thing to do.

No matter what the cost, the result is sweet enough.

For example, do everything possible to possess that person.

Just thinking about it this way, Qiao Yu was so happy that he would rather lose his life and catch what he wanted at all costs.

Bai Ruiyi seemed to feel that he couldn't waste any more time on Qiao Yu, and it happened that Qiao Yu felt the same way. He said in his heart that it was time to miss Han Fang on time in the afternoon, so they had another friendly and hypocritical exchange. Fan, when he was about to leave like this, Bai Ruiyi suddenly stopped, and even Qiao Yu paused slightly, looking at him suspiciously.

Already 3 minutes late.

Delay his daily routine of thinking about Han Fang for 3 minutes.

"Young Master Qiao, I want to ask you something."

Qiao Yu raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Bai Ruiyi said slowly: "What's the matter with the wound on your face?"

Why no matter how you look at it, it feels like the same person played.

"..."

The factions in the capital are the most sensitive. They can smell something wrong early in the morning and avoid the disadvantages early in the morning.

So they were all classified as villains by Han Fang.

A group of villains who like to hop around.

Recently, these villains also seemed to feel something was wrong. Han Fang suddenly lost many people around him, and most of them were watching. They seemed to have faintly noticed the turmoil in the Han family. He felt that he was neither in a hurry nor in a panic, and lived his life as he wanted, and Father Han still scolded him angrily every day, and everything still seemed to be the same, except that the Time to get busy and rush.

Often late at night, the lights in the study are still on.

Han Fang seems to have changed his temper. He seldom goes out to play recently. He has always stayed at home and can't help but like to go wild. Father Han has become accustomed to the daily routine of calling his son when he comes home. It’s just evolved to the point where you can see it when you go home. This is still a novel experience for Father Han. After all, if you go home after a busy day and see that his son is calm and honest, it will be a day’s exhaustion. It's all going to be wiped out.

In an instant, I felt like I could live another ten years.

One night Han Fang went downstairs to get a glass of milk before going to bed as usual. He just rubbed his eyes when he went downstairs and opened his eyes, and found that his father was sitting on the sofa looking at him. Bei Bei looked at Father Han with a frightened expression on his face. The latter didn't realize that he had frightened his son so badly just now. He just stared at him suspiciously and said, "Why are you so obedient recently?"

Han Fang stopped walking towards the kitchen, turned around and sneered and raised his eyebrows: "Is it obedient if I'm idle at home?"

Father Han choked for a moment, his son was already out of interest and didn't bother to talk to him about pouring milk, he only wanted to grow taller.

He was still unwilling to say: "You used to like going out to play."

Han paused again when he put down the milk, without turning his head, he said, "I'm old, I can't play anymore."

Father Han: "..."

It's really not mirroring him.

Han Fang stopped while holding the cup, "Take a rest when you're tired from playing."

Then went upstairs.

Father Han suddenly realized that he was speechless, rubbed his eyes and followed him upstairs.

After drinking milk and brushing his teeth, Han Fang turned off the light and lay on the bed tossing and turning, but couldn't fall asleep. No matter whether he opened or closed his eyes, he couldn't say he was irritable. He just couldn't find the feeling of wanting to meet Duke Zhou.

The golden finger who had been pretending to be dead all this time suddenly poked at him: [Did the host feel it too. 】

Han Fang turned over, reached out to turn on the light, and checked the time of the alarm clock on the cabinet, it was almost early morning, he curled his lips, leaned on the bed and stared at the ceiling as if to take a closer look .

Goldfinger sighed, its host is just like this, it looks very rough, but in fact it knows everything in its heart, it is so sensitive that he knows you have lost a hair, but he is too lazy to support you, he knows you have lost As for the strands of hair, I also know that you are trying to hide that strand of hair that has fallen out and pretend it's not the case.

Just quietly watching people die.

[Actually, I am very puzzled. 】

"Say." Han Fang remained expressionless, and wanted to drink a second glass of milk, "I'm not in a good mood right now, so I'd like to answer you."

【…】

How can this style of painting make people a little scared.

[The host should also be aware of the current situation, your family seems to be faintly targeted. 】

Han Fang gave a short grace.

[If the host didn't play his temper as he wanted in the first place, but went to win over relationships, maybe there should be a lot of people helping you now, at least they won't stand by and wait to make trouble. 】

So it doesn't understand why his host wants to spoil his natural good cards into such a set.

Han Fang clicked his tongue in disgust, "You are so stupid."

[…… Find a solution. 】

In this circle, without an absolute identity and status, it is impossible to get into the upper class. Speaking of it, it is not a group of people who revolve around interests. They will also want to cling to him at all costs, such as Han Fang's identity, there are many people who come to him, and there are also many people who are willing to be humiliated by him.

"It's just that someone who came here for profit from the beginning, how could he be sincerely willing to make friends with you?"

Otherwise, how did the term tree fall and hozen scatter come about.

You have the value of being used, and there are people who are willing to pretend to be brothers and sisters with you, even if you are wronged to pretend to be kind and sincere, what is the use of treating the other party as your good buddy, after all No one's purpose is pure. If something happens, who will play that kind of brotherhood with you? It's strange if you don't take the opportunity to get some money from you.

"Why should I wrong myself and put down my face to make friends with those people I don't like? Anyway, no one will give me a coffin when I am dying."

The corners of Han Fang's lips curved slightly, "Besides, it's not me, Han Fang."

Rather than spending extra effort to make friends, it's better to live according to your own will. No matter how good the relationship is, it's really in danger for your own interests, and when the time comes, you will still put him aside, and at most you will just sit on the sidelines From time to time, I will remember the complicated sighs of pity, the pretentious tears, and the superfluity of a few sighs, just so sad for a while, and then quickly go to find a new backer.

Goldfinger suddenly felt that its host just understood too clearly.

It is obvious that someone who is smarter than others can live a more thorough life, but secretly treats others as a fool who acts recklessly and recklessly. This feeling has only one thought.

Go your own way and let others do the talking.

Anyway, if you don't like it, you can play it.