Chapter 9:

It's a pity that drunken people can't make sense, even if Fu Zheng is half-dead, he can't go to Ning Wan Theory.
After a meal, Shao Lili was pulling and pulling, and finally Ning Wan was put on the body, but her plan couldn't keep up with the changes. She just prepared to send Ning Wan home, and her boss called her...
"We have a problem with a case. An emergency conference call is about to take place. I must rush back to the office immediately." Shao Lili looked at Fu Zheng with embarrassment. "Can I trouble you to send Ning Wan home? Her house Right here, I will give you the address."
...
So in the end, Fu Zheng paid for the meal, and then had a problem left over by history-he had to help Ning Wan, who was drunk, and then sent the hot potato to home.
Fortunately, Ning Wan was fully discharged in the box just now. At this moment, the power does not seem to be enough. Although it is still not awake, the uninhibited soul has been a lot gentler.
Soon, she was able to walk on her own, no longer needed Fu Zheng to support, but Fu Zheng walked a few steps, but found that Ning Wan did not follow up. When he walked back, Ning Wan was staring at one. Postbox is in a daze.
"Ning Wan, go home."
It's a pity that Fu Zheng continued, Ning Wan was just stupid.
But I have to admit that Ning Wan, who was drunk, was indeed quite cute. She became less aggressive. She raised her head blankly, and took a slow look at Fu Zheng with beautiful eyes. The whole person looked completely Not in state, it seems that as long as Fu Zheng throws her in place, she will be sold immediately...
Fu Zheng had no choice but to take a deep breath, then stretched out his hand, grabbed the sleeve of Ning Wan's coat, and pulled her all the way forward, but when crossing the road, there were too many people. To disperse, Fu Zheng eventually had to hold Ning Wan's hand.
Fortunately, Ning Wan was quite quiet all the way. She obediently led Fu Zheng and walked all the way to her community.
Fu Zheng sent her to the door of the house, asked Ning Wan for the key, and opened the door for her: "Okay, I arrived home, and I went back."
Ning Wan was confused and didn’t know if she was listening, but anyway, she walked into the room and tried to close the door. Fu Zheng saw her return home safely, fulfilling her due obligations, and just preparing to turn around and leave, the result was Hear a thud behind him.
At this time, Fu Zheng could have left, but in the end he couldn't hold back. He turned and walked back, and then saw Ning Wan who was sitting blankly on the long-haired carpet mat at her door. After Fu Zheng left, she didn't even close the door. , She was accidentally knocked over by the shoes at the door, and now sitting on the ground, frowning slightly and screaming pain, and her bag was scattered at the door, and the things inside were spilled out of the door. To...
Fu Zheng regretted that he turned around in vain. He just saw it and couldn't ignore it. He had to walk into the room, help Ning Wan who fell on the ground because of the twist, and then put it on the sofa on one side. , And then turned to the door to collect Ning Wan's contents from the bag.
Just waiting for him to collect the scattered things outside the door, looking back to put the bag and greet Ning Wan to leave, but found that Ning Wan was gone...
"Ning Wan?"
Fu Zheng turned on the lamp in the living room and looked around for a while. He didn’t find Ning Wan, but when Fu Zheng rubbed his brow and felt a headache, he heard a sobbing sound from Ning Wan’s living room. It came under the big table.
He opened the tablecloth on the dining table that grew to the floor and found Ning Wan below.
Fu Zheng was speechless. He frowned and asked, "What are you doing below? Come out quickly."
Ning Wan shook her head, then continued to cry silently...
Fu Zheng knows that some people get emotionally out of control when they get drunk. They are particularly excited for no reason or very low for no reason. This is probably the case for Ning Wan.
Fu Zheng actually had no affection or patience with the drunk, he put down the tablecloth, got up and prepared to walk away, but did not walk to the door, he turned back again ugly, and then he squat down-body, lifted the tablecloth, toward Ning Wan reached out her hand: "Okay, come out, you should go to bed."
In the end, he was condescended to be like this, and the drunkard Ning Wan still did not buy it. She stared at Fu Zheng for a minute, then suddenly burst into tears and cried out: "Woo woo woo my bitter life!"
"..."
Fu Zheng is head-to-head, he doesn't know if Ning Wan, who had been arguing with the news network and looking for the tail in the box, has changed direction again.
Fu Zheng is big in his head, but Ning Wan is like Xiang Linsao's possessive body: "My life is really bitter! My life is bitter! My life is really bitter!"
"My mother called me today and asked me for money. I said I was looking for a bag and wanted to buy it."
Before Fu Zheng responded, he listened to Ning Wan in a cross talk: "Liars are all lies. She has been frugal all her life. She doesn’t even want to spend money on a bus in one stop. She goes back on rainy days. Home, just to save me some money to buy eggs for me to eat, how could it be possible for me to ask for money for a bag, do you say that?"
Although it was a question, she apparently didn’t need Fu Zheng’s answer, and she could use her own efforts to support herself in a big drama:
It must be that he went back again, went to his home and beat it up, and lost the money. Take my mother to sigh... Why do I have such a dad, what can't do, beat the first... My life is so bitter!"
Fu Zheng does not want to hear Ning Wan’s private affairs, because for him, too close to a person will cause trouble, just like now, he looks at Ning Wan under the table and feels that he has no way to go opened.
At this moment, Ning Wan was holding a dining table with legs low and weeping, her voice was not loud, but her tears rolled down like a big grievance, she looked pitiful, like an abandoned puppy .
"Okay, don't cry." Fu Zheng has only taught others to cry in his life, and has never comforted the crying person. It is also unnatural to do this now. "Do you have anything you want?" ? I can buy it for you."
In general, in front of such a huge emotion, no matter what other people say comforting words, Fu Zheng is ready for Ning Wan to ignore her own crying, but did not expect Ning Wan just a second He changed his face and put away his crying voice, and then rounded his airway with the face of Pear Blossom and Rain
"You buy everything, right? Then I want to eat sugar-fried chestnuts, rock sugar, gourd, fresh meat, moon cakes, Yunnan flowers cakes, egg cakes, cheese-wrapped chocolate, layered durian crisps, green onions, big squid, fighting chicken steak, spicy small wonton, Shandong multigrain pancake... Ning Wan reported a bunch of food in one breath, and at the end did not forget to add, "Pancakes need to add two eggs!"
"..."
Fu Zheng felt that his sympathy was completely blind. At a certain moment, he even believed in the drunken of Ning Wan. Now, when she looks like this, she is obviously a drunk play with an upper body and a bitter drama. By the way, it only takes a bit of food to play in one second.
Fu Zhengzheng was going to ignore her, but just getting up, Ning Wan grabbed her trouser legs. She looked at Fu Zheng: "Do you want me to repeat what I have to eat again?" The little drunkard looked righteous. Words, "You just said, you can buy it for me, I just opened the phone to record, you have to keep your promise."
"..." Fu Zheng used his 120 thousand patience in his life and tried to calm down: "I said I bought it for you, but I didn't say anything to buy it. I only bought it for you. You choose it yourself."
Ning Wan didn't cry at all. She widened her eyes and said angrily: "You just said it's the same!"
Fu Zheng coldly said: "The organizers of the event generally have the final interpretation right. Ning Wan, you are a law learner. Be mature. I will pay for what I want."
"..." Ning Wan looked at Fu Zheng again, and finally chose to succumb, "Then I want matcha ice cream."
Fu Zheng frowned: "You just didn't report ice cream in that string."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Wan's eyes began to hang in tears again for a second: "My life is so bitter, I just want to eat a matcha ice cream." She said miserably, "I'm really good bitter……"
"..."
Fu Zheng couldn’t help it, and the drunkard didn’t make sense. There was no logical possibility. He finally called the errand service with a straight face.
Probably the red envelopes were really enough. It didn’t take long before the matcha flavored ice cream was delivered to the door. Fu Zheng took the ice cream and squatted down-looking at Ning Wan who was still curled up under the table: "Ice cream, here you are, Can you come out now?"
Ning Wan saw the ice cream really happy, she crawled towards Fu Zheng slightly, took the ice cream from Fu Zheng's hand, but people did not want to come out, only eat while vaguely said: "After eating, come out."
Fu Zheng patiently asked: "Why should I come out after eating? It's uncomfortable to eat ice cream under the table."
Ning Wan glanced at Fu Zheng and took it for granted: "Don't you want to cheat me out and grab my ice cream? What do you think of wolves? I don't know? You young master is not a good thing at first sight..."
Sure enough, good people didn't report well, Fu Zheng froze his face and took Ning Wan's ice cream out of his hand: "I can't lie to you, I can grab you ice cream." He looked at Ning Wan with a straight face, "Okay Yes, I will tell you now that your ice cream is gone."
Ning Wan was probably too shocked. She stared at Fu Zheng for a full minute. Fu Zheng had already estimated her next sophistry and prepared the countermeasures, but the next second, Ning Wan suddenly wrinkled. He raised his nose and cried.
Fu Zheng was a bit confused, and he didn't know why he had taken the Ning Wan ice cream away. Now he can only immediately put the ice cream in Ning Wan's hand. The voice is unnatural: "Don't cry, the ice cream will be given to you."
It's a pity that Ning Wan ignored him, didn't take the ice cream, and just cried.
Fu Zheng was completely at a loss. Although the voice was still cold, his expression was a little bit overwhelming: "What did you just want to eat? Sugar fried chestnuts, rock sugar, gourd, fresh meat, moon cake, Yunnan flower cake? What else? I will buy it for you. ."
But this time Ning Wan didn't play in a second, she was unmoved and continued to cry.
"My life is really miserable." This time, she cried more miserably and more sincerely, "I want money and no money, I want a business and no business..." Ning Wan seemed to think of something tragic The same, crying to sobbing, "I worked hard for a few years in the law firm, but no big par willing to ask me to join the team..."
At this time, I can only reluctantly comfort...
Fu Zheng pursed his lips: "On the matter of money, only open source and throttling can be accumulated. If you think you have no money, you should cut off all unnecessary consumption, for example, don’t eat this kind of food in the middle of the night. Matcha ice cream, as for open source." He glanced at Ning Wan and objectively commented, "As a lawyer, open source is to engage in more business and cases. With your experience and level, I am afraid that you can't really receive a big case. Source, open source is no longer a thing, let's cut costs. In the future, eat less snacks, maybe save a few hundred dollars a month."
"As far as there is no big willingness to ask you to join the team, then you have to think about why people don’t want you and look at yourself to make progress. Why can anyone else in the team enter the team, you can’t? That must be your own Defective, find it out and fix it..."
Before he finished the three words of "just fine", Ning Wan cried louder...
Fu Zheng only felt his head hurt, what's wrong with this woman? Did you comfort her so well? Crying? ! Really unreasonable!
But after comforting herself, Ning Wan did look even more sad, she was still crying and complaining: "Sometimes I heard that a new big par is coming, and I want to write a letter to recommend the next set of porcelain. Is it true that people don’t talk about etiquette? Is it a great par? Should I return to me anyway? It doesn’t take much time to return an email! My ideal life now is just to receive a reply from him..."
Does not replying to mail cause such a big harm? Ning Wan seemed to die because she didn't receive her reply.
Fu Zheng weighed it again and again and felt that he was really comforting. He pursed his lips and said, "He will reply to you."
The words went on and finally worked. Ning Wan stopped crying and looked up at him, his eyes still red, like a frightened rabbit: "Really?"
Fu Zheng nodded, looking away, and unnaturally promised: "Really."
After he finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone, then entered the mailbox, and began to reply to Ning Wan.
After a while, Ning Wan’s mobile phone uttered a notification tone to receive the email, and Fu Zheng looked at him in a hurry to hide the insignificance of the merits and name, reminding: "Look, I said he will reply to you, Now the reply email has arrived."
Ning Wan's expression is suspicious: "It may just be some spam."
Fu Zheng's tone was indifferent: "Then you can open the phone and see if you can."
Ning Wan apparently didn't believe it, but she turned on her phone subconsciously, and then Fu Zheng saw that her entire face lit up. She climbed out from under the table and looked at Fu Zheng with surprise: "You Have you opened your mouth? Really! As soon as you finish talking, this par will reply to me!"
Fu Zheng has a smile on his face to control everything. He thinks that no matter whether it is a legal business or a comforting business, there is nothing that can hardly get himself like this all-round talent.
Looking at Ning Wan's expression at the moment, she completely interpreted what it means to dream into reality. Fu Zheng looked at her slightly nervous fingers and twitched slightly as she opened the mail, thinking this would stabilize Ning Wan's drunken mood. When I came down, I could finally retire.
"So should you take back what you just said?" Fu Zheng glanced at Ning Wan and hinted, "People are very busy and they responded to your emails in a busy schedule. Not only are they very polite, but also very approachable... "
Although he did this for hiding his merits and fame without asking for rewards, Fu Zheng felt that if Ning Wan touted and praised himself madly, he would barely accept it...
I just didn't expect that the reversal of things happened at the moment of this electric flint...
Not only did Ning Wan not praise, she blurted out a series of three qualities, she said angrily: "Is this big par poisonous?! If it is rejected, don't go back! Can't you refuse? Why should you write a cold letter? Why did my resume in various aspects fail to meet his requirements? I also analyzed it in detail. Where can I fail, and where can I fail to meet the standard? Is it neuropathy? I even returned a rejection letter to me! What brain circuit?"
"..."
Fu Zheng is autistic. Why is this woman Ning Wan so moody? Wasn’t she just saying that her ideal life was to receive Dapar’s reply? What happened to the rejection? Isn’t refusal a reply? It's not easy to reply to her while she is busy. Besides, it's already an exception to write a reply. She still wants to be within measure?
It’s just that Fu Zheng just thought of theory, and Ning Wan started crying again: "My life is really bitter! Life has no love, the society is too cold, and the world is not worth it. Even if I don’t meet the standard, I can only refuse to accept the letter. Encourage me at the end of the letter? It’s okay to write cheer words. People who refuse to write love letters can at least receive a good person card that is'you are good but we are not suitable!'"
"..."
"Too cold and ruthless!"
Fu Zheng didn't want to write any words of encouragement at all. He was not a person of this character at all. Ning Wan was right. As a partner, he was indeed very ruthless to his subordinates, but Ning Wan cried so much that his head hurt. After thinking about it, Fu Zheng decided to send a few more words of encouragement to do a good job that day.
Only when he just took out his mobile phone to add an encouraging email, he heard Ning Wan continue—
"How useful is this big par business ability! A man who doesn't know how to encourage others has no personality charm! He must have no object! And he can't find an object!"
"..."
Fu Zhengri's thoughts of doing a good job were completely weakened, and he calmly deleted the word "fueling" that he just typed on his mobile phone.
Ning Wan, you encourage the email to disappear.