Desperate Pretense At Being Poor

    Wen Ruan was sitting on the left side of the back seat of the taxi, her body pressed against the door, and she was pursing her lips and brushing her phone with a serious face.

    Both of them drank alcohol last night. In order to avoid the influence of overnight alcohol, they did not drive by themselves, but called two taxis.

    The place where they work is very close, so they went there together.

    The driver was a little nervous.

    He always felt that the two guests in the car looked unusually serious, and there was a cold air all over them. So he raised his head frequently and peeked at the two people's actions from the rearview mirror.

    The driver thinks that these two people are...a little familiar?

    Wen Ruan was unaware of this, she was looking at Qin Sushan's comments about her on Weibo and a short video app.

    The program that was released last night has now spread all over the world. It has even been divided into multiple clips, and even has begun to write a fan novel of lawyer X prosecutor.

    In fact, it can be seen that there is no lack of secret hype in this batch of hot programs.

    After all, this is a good opportunity to increase the ratings. In addition, the Jiangcheng Public Security Department and the Women's Association also intend to promote "anti-violence" and "beware of human traffickers", so they have increased their popularity.

    Wen Ruan looked at her comment intently—

    [A soft bunny]: Ahhhhh grass! Let these two passers-by debut, my God! The lady is still plain! This face is so pretty! I'm so good!

    Very insightful.

    Wen Ruan raised her hand quietly and liked this comment.

    I feel better.

    [-fat]: It's not rude, but the two passers-by are good-looking, but why do I feel like a caregiver invited by the show team? To be honest, this kind of show is probably performed. The key point is that this issue is too fake. The young lady doesn't look like a lawyer, and she acts like a spoiled child. It's too incompetent to act, isn't it?

    Damn, who are you saying?

    Wen Ruan had just added a little bit of happiness, but was instantly pushed back. She pursed her lips, stretched out her hand and long-pressed on the comment, and then selected from the options that popped up—complaint—false remarks.

    I quietly complain to you!

    No one knows anyway.

    [Where's my hair gone o]: It's really amazing, I like this young lady so much! Have you seen the video of her beating up the trafficker? Why can such a small animal be so sassy! Hahaha, but when I was looping the video, I found out that the little sister's bangs are up and down, so cute!

    Stupid?

    Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, then re-watched the video very seriously.

    Sure enough, because she didn't sleep well in the morning, her bangs were raised a little.

    Looks stupid! Not cute! Deduct image points!

    Wen Ruan thought "this matter must not be discovered by others", so she quietly opened her trumpet and left many replies in the comment area, trying to suppress this comment go down.

    [Brother Sanshi's sweetheart girl]: Woo woo woo too sweet, really too sweet. I actually chased a pair of passers-by cp with real emotion! Don't you think this little brother looks at the little sister with a smile? It's that kind of smile that's hard to notice but like a spring breeze! Qiuqiu, they quickly fall in love 8!

    Smile?

    Wen Ruan quietly clicked on a screenshot, pointed the position at Fu Zhihuan's eyes, and then zoomed in and zoomed in again.

    Why didn't I see him smiling?

    Why do I feel that there is an inexplicable sarcasm.

    But anyway, since you support me in a relationship with him, I have to give you a like!

    "What are you doing?"

    Fu Zhihuan didn't know when he opened his eyes, he glanced at Wen Ruan's revealing expression, then lowered his eyes and stayed on the screen of her mobile phone.

    The huge picture on the screen has not been closed.

    Wen Ruan was heartbroken.

    It was really embarrassing when Fu Zhihuan caught him on the spot and peeked at his photos.

    Fu Zhihuan squinted his eyes halfway, raised his head, his eyes stayed on Wen Ruan's face, chuckled lightly, and said lightly, "Explain?"

    Wen Ruan swallowed her saliva, and snapped her phone, her mind was spinning quickly: "No, I'm just checking for you..."

    "Check what?"

    "Check for eye mucus."

    “…”

    Looking at Fu Zhihuan's eyes in front of him, Wen Ruan had no doubt that if he said one more word, he would throw him and his entire bag out of the car.

    Waiting for the traffic light stall, the driver who has been secretly looking back seems to have finally remembered something.

    He clenched his fists and slammed his palms, looking enthusiastic: "I mean how do you two look so familiar! I saw you on TV yesterday!"

    Wen Ruan was stunned.

    Are you already so popular?

    Is she going to go directly from a lawyer to become the queen of the entertainment industry?

    "I remember very clearly. At that time, my wife said that this little girl is good-looking and interesting, and she also said..." Having said this, the driver paused and carefully recalled what his wife said. .

    Under Wen Ruan's surprise eyes full of "Let me hear how everyone praises me", the driver finally thought to himself: "She also said that you are very suitable to be that kind of comedian! The kind that specializes in skits!"

    "..." The surprise in Wen Ruan's eyes went out.

    Although comedians are really amazing, any girl would want to be the heroine of an idol drama!

    "And this brother." After the driver commented on Wen Ruan, he finally moved the conversation to Fu Zhihuan.

    Fu Zhihuan raised his eyebrows, his reaction was flat.

    Wen Ruan was interested, and wrote "Let me see what they think of Fu Zhihuan".

    "My wife likes you very much and says you look like a star." The driver scratched his head, seeing the red light turning green, he hurriedly held the steering wheel, and added, "I can take a picture later. A photo? I'll take it home to make my wife happy."

    Wen Ruan fell silent.

    Differential treatment.

    Sure enough, Fu Zhihuan's face is a nirvana weapon.

    "Sorry."

    Fu Zhihuan's tone was well-mannered, not too much ups and downs, but not perfunctory, "I'm not a public figure, I'm just an ordinary person. It's inconvenient for personal reasons, please replace I apologize to your wife and say hello."

    Although Fu Zhihuan refused the request to take a photo, the driver did not seem unhappy, but felt that the young man spoke appropriately.

    While speaking, the car has stopped at the destination.

    After a few polite words, Fu Zhihuan paid and got out of the car.

    The procuratorate and the office are two completely different directions.

    After peeking at Fu Zhihuan's photo just now and getting caught, Wen Ruan hadn't recovered from the embarrassment, and was ready to get out of the car and sneak away.

    "Stop." Fu Zhihuan stretched out his hand and pressed Wen Ruan's shoulder, "What are you running for?"

    "I didn't run, I just walked faster." Wen Ruanqiang was eloquent.

    Fu Zhihuan glanced at Wen Ruan and took a look at the guilty little expression.

    He laughed helplessly, then pulled his hand back and asked, "What time do you get off work?"

    "Six thirty." Wen Ruan replied.

    In fact, Wen Ruan has no need to work in the office. Although she has been silent for three years, she still has some contacts. Although it is not as good as before, if you promote it more, you can still receive some small business .

    But considering the working atmosphere and the need to get along with colleagues very quickly, she is still ready to commute to get off work normally with everyone to adapt for a period of time.

    Fu Zhihuan glanced at his watch, nodded, and said, "Do you have an appointment after work?"

    Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, her heart pounding suddenly.

    What's up!

    Could it be that this Prosecutor Fu finally got his head and wanted to date him?

    She straightened her waist immediately, wrapped her hair around her fingers, and her voice suddenly pinched, and it sounded delicate: "There is no appointment, but what are you doing?"

    Fu Zhihuan could naturally sense the change in Wen Ruan's tone, he was silent for a while, and then said, "Go to a parent-teacher meeting for me."

    "Parents' meeting?" Wen Ruan was so frightened that her voice changed back to the way it was before, "Could it be that—you have children?!"

    Fu Zhihuan's temples throbbed, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his brow bone, "It's Simon."

    “…oh.”

    Wen Ruan will be sorry.

    Fu Zhihuan told himself about Simon before, and when he lived in his house, Wen Ruan knew something about Simon's short stay in the future.

    Wen Ruan: "Hey? Simon's situation is special. Parents can understand if they can't go to the teacher?"

    Fu Zhihuan frowned: "The situation is special."

    Today's parent meeting, you can apply to the school not to go.

    But the teacher mentioned that Simon was rated as an outstanding student at the school level, and his parents needed to speak on the stage. Although he can apply for a replacement, the number of outstanding students must also be changed.

    This is a great blow to a child's self-confidence.

    Fu Zhihuan and Simon's father have a good relationship. He originally planned to go for him by himself, but he did not expect a sudden case to be investigated.

    After briefly explaining the situation, Wen Ruan patted her chest and said, "It's okay, leave it to me. I'm the best at speaking in public, but—"

    "But what?"

    Wen Ruan grinned, stretched out an index finger, and said, "Then you owe me a favor, so you want me to stay at your house for an extra week."

    He said, "Good."

    It seems that there is no plan to drive her away.

    When Wen Ruan arrived at the office, almost all the reporters had left, and there were still a few left in the office talking to the vice president.

    Because when Wen Ruan received the call, she asked Qin Sushan to reject those who came to interview first, or lied that she had not come to work on a business trip recently, and would do the interview later when she had time.

    Wen Ruan felt that it was originally a small accident, and the memory of the masses was very short. Although it is popular now, it will be forgotten if the limelight lasts for a while.

    She has no intention of becoming an internet celebrity or exposing herself to the camera, nor does she want to affect the normal work of the firm because of accidental popularity.

    After sending off the last wave of reporters, the vice president waved at Wen Ruan and motioned her to enter the office.

    "Xiao Wen, what are you going to do with this matter?" The vice president eagerly greeted Wen Ruan to sit down.

    This group of reporters should have gotten the wind on the TV station and found them based on the firm card they handed out at the time.

    Wen Ruan did not sit, but bent down and bowed, with an apologetic tone: "I'm sorry, if it affects..."

    "It's okay, I don't blame you, it's a good thing." The vice president waved his hand cheerfully, and got up to pour a cup of tea for Wen Ruan: "Actually, this is a good thing for the affairs. As advertised, it’s a good thing.”

    "Good thing?"

    The vice president took a sip of tea and sighed: "As you know, law firms have sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain, and many judicial prosecutors have resigned to work as lawyers, and the competition pressure is very high. Although we have Professor Su in our office, we can't just rely on his old man to support the facade. This time, it's a good publicity."

    Wen Ruan can understand the meaning of the vice president, but he is still a little hesitant.

    These reporters are just for the point, and most of them will ask some gossip, but these are meaningless to Wen Ruan, they are just behaviors to gain hot spots.

    Seeing to see Wen Ruan's doubts, the vice president laughed: "I just talked to a few reporters, and one of them is different from those gossip magazines. Social issues and interviews, questions are also very suitable. They came mainly because they saw the recent limelight and wanted to do an interview about reasonable women’s rights.”

    Sounds like a good plan.

    Wen Ruan was a little moved: "I want to know more about this show, and then think about it in detail."

    "It's okay, don't worry."

    When the vice president saw Wen Ruan Songkou, he breathed a sigh of relief. He seemed to suddenly remember something, and said cheerfully: "By the way, they also invited a colleague to participate in this interview. ...He Ziqin! That's right! It's her! A female lawyer who has gained momentum in recent years, recently returned to China."

    He Ziqin?

    Wen Ruan frowned.

    This name sounds familiar.

    The author has something to say: A precious reader asked me what the abbreviation of this pair of cps is, and then I took a closer look:

    Wen Ruan. Fu Zhihuan.

    I think the names of these two people are difficult to choose cp names because of my vocabulary. Then I had an idea and thought of the vastness and profoundness of Chinese culture.

    I took them apart!

    Shui Yue Dian Ear Yuan - Wen Ruan

    Fu Zhihuan

    According to my phrases and associations, how about—

    It's called "Forest Fireman"

    Or "Human ears got water" (x sorry)

    Also called "Du Fu's ear got water"

    Ps Because of the clip, I will update it earlier today, and then update the big fat chapter after 11 pm tomorrow!

    Really fat kind!

    This chapter is still 24 hours to pick fifty red envelopes!

    -Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2019-12-1922:47:28~2019-12-2016:37:13~

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: wool biu1 bottle;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!