The Most Powerful Young Man

Fang Hai felt that he had been in vain for so many years.

He was afraid of going into the little black room because he was afraid of being alone and afraid of the darkness. Therefore, he always makes friends of all kinds, and then eats, drinks, and brags. This is the life he likes, because he doesn't want to have no one to talk to, but when he drank, he would forget Names of those people.

Because those people are not worthy of being his friends.

Fang Hai is an arrogant person, even if he doesn't admit it himself.

Now, he has two friends, two brothers, one is Xiao Yao and the other is Song Yilin.

He regarded these two people as brothers, and he also knew that Xiao Yao and Song Yilin also regarded him as brothers.

If Fang Chuwen said that his former friends were all friends, Fang Hai would definitely light his head and not refute, but Fang Chuwen was talking about Fang Hai now, and Fang Hai could not suppress his inner anger.

Fang Hai's sudden anger made Fang Chuwen's expression visibly stiff. He probably didn't expect his own words to make Fang Hai have such a big reaction. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, his eyes sharp, and he said with a cold voice. : "Why, your friend got into trouble, so he asked you to wipe his butt. Isn't this a Hupengouyou friend?"

Xiao Yao was sitting on the side, and he could hear Fang Chuwen's words clearly, but he didn't say anything.

In fact, Fang Hai had already introduced himself and others to Fang Chuwen. It is impossible for Fang Chuwen not to know that Fang Haigang’s people are himself, and he deliberately said these words to himself. However, Xiao Yao also understood that if he had a dispute with Fang Chuwen at this time, it would certainly not be a good thing, and it would make Fang Hai even more embarrassed.

Since this is the case, it is better to remain silent.

Fang Hai opened his mouth and smiled: "Dad, do you know what a brother is?"

"Are you planning to educate me?" Fang Chuwen asked.

"Of course not." Fang Hai shook his head, "You haven't seen anyone, you haven't encountered anything. To put it simply, you eat more salt than I eat rice, not to mention that you have a salty mouth. It’s heavy...but these don’t show that you understand the meaning of the two words brother. You only saw that I gave Xiao Yao a piece of candy, but you didn’t know that Xiao Yao once gave me two pieces of chocolate."

Fang Chouwen did not speak with a gloomy face. He stared at Fang Hai, waiting for his son to continue speaking.

"If it weren't for Xiao Yao, it would be impossible for your son to stand here and listen to you cursing. He saved my life, do you know? Of course you don't know, otherwise, you wouldn't say such a thing. , You only know that I went to help Xiao Yao, but I don’t know how many times Xiao Yao helped me." Fang Hai took a deep breath, after speaking, he bit his lip, unconsciously, his lips Has been bitten through blood.

He had never thought that he would even dared to straighten his back to speak to his father like this, this was the first time.

Fang Chouwen's mouth muscles quivered, he narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his face to look at Xiao Yao, and asked, "Your name is Xiao Yao, right?"

Xiao Yao stood up, his jaw slightly: "Good Uncle Fang."

"I said earlier that you are a friend of friends and dogs." Fang Chuowen said.

Xiao Yao grinned openly, his smile was very sunny.

"You heard it all, right?" Fang Chuwen asked.

Xiao Yao nodded.

Fang Chouwen’s mouth raised a smile, and the expression in Xiao Yao’s eyes was full of approval: "Who are you, I don’t know, but you are a calm person...I’m here for you." At this age, upon hearing such words, no matter who the other party is, he must stand up and talk to the other party."

"Xiao Yao dare not." Xiao Yao said with a smile.

"Why don't you dare?" Fang Chuwen became more interested.

"Because you are Fang Hai's father." Xiao Yao smiled.

"At your age, you should be more passionate and excited. I think you are definitely not a fearful person. Otherwise, Fang Hai will not look up to you, so you don't dare, you just don't want to." Fang Chuwen whispered.

Xiao Yao was still smiling, neither nodding nor shaking his head, noncommittal.

Fang Chouwen looked at Xiao Yao and said nothing, while Xiao Yao chose to calmly look at Fang Chouwen without saying anything. Fang Hai didn’t know what the two men were doing, but they were pointing at him. After Fang Chouwen vented his inner dissatisfaction, there was another panic in his heart, so he also fell silent.

The anger in the study was somewhat suppressed, and it was very quiet, even if a needle fell on the ground, I could hear it clearly.

Finally, Fang Chouwen walked to Xiao Yao, and he stretched out his hand and patted Xiao Yao on the shoulder.

"You are really not a friend or friend." Fang Choowen looked serious, "I want to apologize to you."

Xiao Yao shook his head: "No, you are Fang Hai's father, and naturally my elders. How can any elders want to apologize to the younger ones? When I was a child, my grandfather made a mistake and almost didn't kill me. Rescued me back, he did not apologize to me for his fault, because if he really apologized, whether it was me or my grandfather, it would be very awkward."

Fang Chouwen laughed: "You are an interesting young man."

Throughout Anyan Province, the young people who can let him say such things can count them with one hand.

Fang Hai's vision is high, and he is also a genetic formula.

Fang Chuwen also has a bad temper. He thinks that good is good, and bad is bad. Many people's impressions of merchants are slick and slick, but Fang Chuan did the opposite, and would never hold back any words.

The most outrageous Fang Chuwen ever did was when he was talking about business, pointing to his wife and saying, "Haha! Your wife is a fat man!"

But what everyone didn’t expect was that Fang Chuwen finally negotiated the business, and many people couldn’t understand it. Fang Chuwen’s external explanation was personal charm-most people felt that Fang Chuwen was like this. It's nonsense.

Fang Chuwen is indeed an interesting person. With such a character, he can still make his family's business bigger. This is simply a miracle!

His son Fang Hai couldn't help being surprised when he heard what his father said to Xiao Yao. This was the first time that Fang Chouwen praised a young man in front of him. "Interesting young man" is a kind of compliment, at least, Fang Hai himself thinks so.

Xiao Yao glanced at Fang's thick text and said with a smile: "Uncle Fang, is this a compliment to me?"

"Forget it." Fang Chuwen thought about it carefully before speaking.

"Thank you," Xiao Yao said.

Fang Chouwen waved his hand and motioned Xiao Yao to sit down, and then he returned to the position where he had been sitting before. He raised his head and looked at Fang Hai, who was still standing in front of him, and said angrily: "What are you doing while standing? ?Want to tell me that you are taller than me now?"

Fang Hai quickly sat down with a smile.

"Get ready. Tonight is your engagement banquet. At the very least, you have to wear a set of decent clothes." Fang Chuwen drank the tea on the table, pursed his lips, and said, "Hair cut too. Short, a lot of people will come tonight, don't be ashamed of me."

Fang Hai's face was depressed. He opened his mouth several times to object, but in the end he didn't say anything, as if every time he wanted to speak, an invisible pressure had already strangled his throat. , Abruptly swallowed the words that came to his lips.

"You go out, I have a few words with Xiao Yao," Fang Chuwen said.

"Okay." Fang Hai stood up, opened the door of the study and walked out, and Song Yilin Fen Butterfly and others also followed out. Fang Chuwen said that he wanted to talk to Xiao Yao, not to them, they It's not very appropriate to sit on the side and listen.

Xiao Yao sat on the chair where Fang Hai had been sitting before, sat upright, looked at Fang Chouwen, and didn't speak first.

"Guess what I want to say to you." Fang Choowen said with a smile.

Xiao Yao shook his head: "I don't know, but I believe you will definitely not praise me for looking good."

Fang Chouwen was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter.

After he finished laughing, he coughed, cleared his throat, and said: "I have seen many young people, many of whom are talented and nobles, but you are the only one who will speak to me like this."

"That's because I'm neither a talent, nor a celebrity, let alone a nobleman." Xiao Yao said, "I'm just a citizen of the market."

"You are not." Fang Chuwen shook his head, "Although I have not investigated you, I believe that you are definitely not an ordinary person. Otherwise, Fang Hai would not treat you as his own brother. He is a friend without a friend. People, the people he knew before were all a group of friends, forgive me for repeating such words again."

Xiao Yao smiled silently.

"But you are the first person to make him straighten up and talk to me in a loud voice." Fang Chuwen said, "I really don't know what charm you have. It seems even my son. Will treat you like a big brother. You seem to be younger than him, right?"

"I was just twenty." Xiao Yao said honestly.

"Then I'm even more weird. Are you a capable person?" Fang Chuwen asked.

"I have no abilities." Xiao Yao smiled.

Fang Chouwen looked at Xiao Yao with some doubts in his eyes. He suddenly felt that he couldn't see through this young man.

Fang Chouwen still wanted to talk, his face suddenly changed. The tea cup he was holding hit the ground directly, turning into pieces, and the tea inside also flowed out, soaking the carpet under his feet. He stretched out his hand. He covered his chest, his face seemed a little pale, and he just stood up, but fell down weakly, lying on the chair and gasping for breath.

Xiao Yao was taken aback, and then immediately understood, he quickly stood up and walked around the table to Fang Chouwen's, stretched out his hand to pinch Fang Chouwen's wrist, the next second, his face looked a little ugly.

His right index finger and **** were joined together, and he clicked on Fang Chouwen's chest. When he retracted his fingers, Fang Choowen's face had eased a lot, and a trace of blood was restored, but his breath was a little bit uneven.

Xiao Yao took out the burning needle he carried with him, took out the longest one inside, and fumbled a little, then pierced the silver needle into Fang Choowen’s chest, and then took out the second one. The needle didn't stop at the slightest movement. With a raised hand, the second needle also pierced three inches from the closed point of Fang Chowen's open acupoint. Then, Xiao Yao sighed for a long time and wiped the sweat bead on his forehead.

After half a minute, Fang Chouwen completely recovered. He looked at Xiao Yao, his pupils widened, and he was very surprised.

"You...you know how to heal?" Fang Chuwen asked.

"A little bit." Xiao Yao said.

"Isn't it just a little better?" Fang Chuwen asked.

Xiao Yao shrugged and did not answer this question. He feels that he still has to be humble. Does he have to say "In fact, Lao Tzu's medical skills are very good, so compelling"? Somewhat inappropriate!

"It seems that you are really not easy." Fang Chuwen took a deep breath and said.

"I'm very simple." Xiao Yao shook his head, vetoing Fang Chuwen's feelings about him, "I am simple, simple, pure, clean and self-conscious, so lofty... The last one is wrong, I said smoothly, in fact, I am a pragmatist. "

He is serious and serious.