There aren't many dedicated stand-ins like me.

Chapter 33

The rain was pattering down, and a gust of wind blew the raindrops obliquely, and the trouser legs were half wet after a while.

Fu Ran held the umbrella high and tilted it towards Mr. Han. To be honest, Mr. Han is tall, so he was quite tired holding it like this.

Mr. Han put the plain and beautiful bouquet in front of the tombstone, and then looked at the photo on the tombstone without saying a word.

Fu Ran followed Mr. Han's eyes and saw the elegant and beautiful woman in the photo. The woman was wearing a white dress, with a gentle smile on her mouth and a smile in her eyes, which gave people a very comfortable feeling. Adjectives such as quiet, elegant, intellectual, gentle, etc. popped up all of a sudden.

It turned out that this was Mr. Han's mother. Hearing that she passed away due to illness, Fu Ran regretted that such a charming beauty was taken away by illness before she was 40 years old...

He stopped suddenly, because he thought of his mother who was still in the hospital.

Mr. Han will come to pay homage to his mother at this time of year. No need to say much, just stand quietly in front of the tomb to get peace of mind. All the troubles and unwillingness in life are suddenly relieved at this moment, and disappear without a trace .

Feeling that it was almost done, Mr. Han turned around to leave, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Fu Ran with red eyes.

???

Is this stand-in so sincere?

Mr. Han said in a rather helpless tone: "I have passed the stage of pain and sorrow, you don't need to do this, and you don't need to comfort me."

"..." Oh, the gold master's father seems to have misunderstood him.

Fu Ran struggled for more than ten seconds on whether to tell Mr. Han the truth. To be honest, it might seem that he didn't respect Mr. Han's mother very much. "The appearance made him feel guilty again.

The time of more than ten seconds can be said to be long or short. Mr. Han saw that Fu Ran was confused for a long time and couldn't say a word. He thought that the other party was thinking about how to comfort him calmly, so he explained carefully. Again, "I'm really fine. My mother has been gone for more than ten years. I did complain about injustice and backward medical equipment back then, but now I don't worry about it anymore."

Mr. Han had already talked about this, and it was too late for Fu Ran to explain clearly, so he was even more guilty, and he didn't dare to let the gold master's father see his dodging eyes.

He lowered his head, stared at Mr. Han's black leather shoes, and said in a muffled voice, "Well, I see."

Mr. Han was silent for a moment, and took the umbrella from Fu Ran, "Let's go."

"Oh well."

Fu Ran hurriedly followed Mr. Han's footsteps, and he didn't know whether he was too guilty or something. One of his feet accidentally stepped on the smooth cobblestones paved in the middle of the stone road for decoration, and his feet slipped and fell forward——

"Fuck!" He sighed unwillingly, already imagining the scene where he touches the ground on all fours.

At this critical moment, his benefactor's father caught him like a big fluffy hero with his feet on colorful auspicious clouds, and he grabbed Mr. Han as firmly as possible with both hands.

He looked scared, "Thank you, Dad, for saving my life!"

Mr. Han frowned, "Don't bark."

"Oh."

Mr. Han then said: "It's not easy to walk and look at the road, what are you thinking about?"

Fu Ran opened his mouth to talk nonsense, "I was thinking about what to have for lunch."

"If it falls, it will not be wronged."

"..." I don't know who brought the gold master's father, it's getting more and more humorous hahahaha.

Assistant Liu, who had been working hard to reduce his sense of presence, interjected, "Do the president and Mr. Fu plan to eat out at noon? If so, I'll look for restaurants."

Mr. Han glanced at Fu Ran, "Check it out."

"Ok."

The three of them came out of the cemetery one after the other. Assistant Liu was always efficient in handling affairs. He adjusted the navigation in the car and took them to a high-end restaurant not far from the city center.

There are only a handful of high-end restaurants like Fu Ran, a poor little guy who basically relies on scholarships to go to school. There are many things he has only learned from writing or the Internet but has not actually seen them. In order not to embarrass Mr. Han, he He kept his eyes on the whole process, was quiet and well-behaved, and Mr. Han did whatever he said.

"What else do you want?" Mr. Han handed him the menu.

Fu Ran said honestly: "Mr. Han, let's look at the menu. The menu is full of gaudy things. A simple person like me can't understand it even if it hurts my eyes."

Assistant Liu suddenly put his fist on his lips and coughed.

Fu Ran asked with concern: "Assistant Liu, are you okay?"

Assistant Liu shook his head, and he had returned to his cold elite demeanor, "It's fine, thank you Mr. Fu for your concern."

"You're welcome, it's hard work on you."

Mr. Han ignored the chat between the two, and handed the menu to the waiter after ordering.

People who come to high-end restaurants to eat are not short of money. They come in all shapes and sizes.

For example, at the table sitting behind their left hands, a middle-aged man with a fat head and wretched eyes was sitting on a chair with his legs spread apart like an ancestor, and a man and a woman were sitting opposite the middle-aged man.The man is very young, dressed in fashion, with handsome features, and the woman is a little older, with a flattering smile on her face.

Fu Ran didn't notice them at first, but couldn't stand the middle-aged man's voice being too loud.

"Why should I give him resources, just because of your indifferent pursuit and want to share resources from me? With such a pretty face, there must be other uses."

The woman on the opposite side didn't know what she said, but the young boy turned cold and glared at the middle-aged man fiercely.

The middle-aged man's voice became louder, "Yo! It's so exciting to stare at someone, it must be more exciting in other places, the condition is that I will drive here today, it's up to you whether you agree or not, anyway, I'm not a big star! "

The middle-aged man fully demonstrated to the onlookers what a rich man's stinky face is.

Looking at the middle-aged man and then at Mr. Han opposite him, there is no harm if there is no comparison. Fu Ran felt relieved for a while, and looked at Mr. Han with extremely hot eyes.

Mr. Han drank his red wine and caught Fu Ran's fiery gaze unexpectedly. He didn't know why, "What's the matter?"

Fu Ran said: "It's nothing, you're handsome, I'll take a closer look at you."

Mr. Han tapped his finger on the table, "No matter how much you brag, I won't add money."

Fu Ran was full of regret, "That's really a pity."

Mr. Han frowned, feeling a little tired.

Fortunately, when the food came, he was inexplicably relieved.

"Eat."

"Hmm."

The three big men ate in silence, and finished more than half of the dishes in a short while. Fu Ran was the first to eat. He wiped his mouth and got up, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Fu Ran wondered that he might have a special physique to be easily bullied, otherwise why would he run into that middle-aged man full of trash when he went to the toilet?

Fu Ran pretended not to see the middle-aged man, he lowered his head and walked out, but was stopped by the other party.

"Hey, what's your name, kid? I've noticed you a long time ago. I'll give you double the price that the person sitting across from you offers."

The middle-aged man stretched out his paws to try to touch him while talking, and he backed away, "You don't know him?"

The middle-aged man sneered, "What kind of thing is he? Why do I need to know him? He looks like a dog, but you are not to my liking. The kid has such a perfect face. I can't find a second in the circle." A prettier than you..."

Fu Ran grabbed the mop in the corner and pretended to say: "I just got my face done, but it's very expensive, and it's distorted if I touch it casually. Uncle likes good-looking people so much, he must not be able to bear plastic surgery. Go find Chun Naturally, I'll go first."

"Stop, there is nothing I can't get from the person I like, come here for me, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Fu Ran sincerely disgusted and said: "You don't even know my big backer and you are so arrogant, where do you have the confidence? With your huge tonnage?"

Fu Ran's words successfully annoyed the middle-aged man, and the other party rushed forward with wide eyes, and Fu Ran raised the mop to cover his face.