Mr. Gao Leng Fu is addicted to doting his wife

Chapter 10 My Name Is Cheng Zixiang, Old Fu Faxiao
At around seven o'clock in the evening, the Maybach stopped at a private restaurant.

After the two got off the car, Fu Yushi explained a few words to the driver, and was warmly welcomed into the private room by the hotel manager.

"Mr. Fu, you haven't been here for a long time. I've released some new dishes. I'll try them out for you later. I hope you can give me some valuable advice." The manager of the restaurant did not forget to sneak a few glances at Fu Yushi while exchanging greetings. girls around.Because I can't figure out my identity, I dare not speak nonsense.

After walking through a cobblestone corridor, the two were taken to the innermost private room.

From the moment I entered Jiangcheng, I was attracted by the scenery of the small bridge and flowing water in the courtyard, but I didn't expect to enter the private room to be quite different.

It is said to be a private room, but it is actually a suite. The dining room and entertainment room are connected in parallel. The decoration style is very similar to Fu Yushi's office. Except for a large desk, it has almost everything you need.Especially the tea set placed in front of the sofa, the pure white glazed teacup, looks like Fu Yushi's style.

Fu Yushi took off his jacket, and inside was a smoke gray shirt, loosened his tie a little, unbuttoned the cuffs and pushed the sleeves to his elbows, and sat down at a place apart from Jiang Cheng.

"Do you eat seafood?" Fu Yushi asked.

Jiang Cheng nodded: "Anything is fine, not too spicy."

Hearing this, Fu Yushi ordered a few times on the menu and handed it over to the manager: "You can order the rest. Open that bottle of red wine from Lao Cheng."

The manager laughed twice, took the menu and exited the room.

"Miss Jiang is interested in the stock market and futures?" Fu Yushi poured Jiang Cheng a cup of tea and pushed it to her right.

"Thank you."

Jiang Cheng picked up the cup and took a sip, the taste was still the same.

"Mr. Yu was studying abroad, and he didn't rely on his family for a penny, but he made the business flourish. Where did the first bucket of money come from?" Jiang Cheng avoided the question and asked the other party.

She knew that with Fu Yushi's ability, it was easy to check her background.She does not answer equals the default.

"Crack!" Fu Yushi lit a cigarette, held it between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and laughed softly.

"Ten years ago, foreign futures were not popular, and stocks were playable, but compared to stocks, I am more enthusiastic about investing." After Fu Yushi finished speaking, he found that Jiang Cheng's beautiful eyes lit up. He guessed right. interest.

A quarter of an hour later, the waiter knocked on the door of the private room and served the dishes one after another.

There are more than a dozen dishes on the red sandalwood round table, a water of pure white glazed porcelain, and various dishes are placed on it, the portion is not much, the price is exquisite.

Fu Yushi took the sober wine from the waiter, first poured some into the goblet in front of Jiang Cheng, then poured it for himself, and said, "Try this wine, it's from my private collection."

Jiang Cheng picked up the goblet and swirled it a few times. The dark red liquid exuded a faint fragrance, and one could tell it was top quality just by smelling it.

Jiang Cheng remembers that the first time she came into contact with red wine was when she was 14 years old. That year she came to Lincheng from the northwest and lived in her grandmother's house.The changes in life and the gap in her heart caused her insomnia all night long, as if there was a piece missing in her heart, which could not be filled no matter what.

Until one day, Jiang Luojia found Jiang Cheng who was sitting in the bedroom crying silently with her knees hugged late at night, hugged her distressedly, and wept together.

Later, every night, Jiang Luojia secretly dragged Jiang Cheng into Jiang's wine cellar, and dug out the red wine that Jiang Cheng's grandfather had kept privately for more than ten years.

The two girls grinned when they first came into contact with red wine, and then they could guess the origin and age of the red wine with every sip.During that period, which lasted less than half a year, Jiang Cheng got through the most difficult period relying on these private possessions of his grandfather.

Later, the matter was exposed and was discovered by his uncle Jiang Feng, so Jiang Luojia, who patted his chest and took it all on, was imprisoned by Jiang Feng for a summer vacation. foreign.

Fu Yushi lit another cigarette, leaned back on the chair, took a leisurely puff, and exhaled gray-white smoke from his mouth.

Through the curling smoke, Fu Yushi looked at the girl in front of him, her skin was fair and translucent, her appearance was excellent, but her eyes were always indifferent.But at this moment, her thin white fingers were dragging the goblet, but her expression was wandering.

"What are you thinking about?"

Fu Yushi's question brought Jiang Cheng back to reality, she lowered her head unnaturally, slightly concealed her emotions, shook her head slightly, and was thinking about how to answer the other party, when the door of the private room was opened.

Cheng Zixiang walked in with a leisurely expression on his face, saw a beautiful woman sitting beside Fu Yushi, restrained himself a little, took out his hands from his trouser pockets, sat next to Fu Yushi, and gestured to him with his eyes.

"Who is this beauty, let me introduce you."

The corner of Fu Yushi's mouth raised slightly, when he saw the person coming, he just gave him a wink and ignored him.

"Hello, my name is Cheng Zixiang, old Fu Faxiao." Cheng Zixiang took the initiative to say hello, glanced at Fu Yushi, and introduced himself.

"Jiang Cheng."

The two quickly shook hands and sat down.

Cheng Zixiang was wearing a purple pink shirt with a pair of dark red slacks, his hair was blowing upwards, his eyes were gazing back and forth on Jiang Cheng's face, and he looked like a ruffian.

"Ahem." Fu Yushi interrupted, "What do you want me to do?"

Hearing this, Cheng Zixiang finally looked away and thought about the business, "I said you are really mean, I have been thinking about the land around the city for two years, but it turned out that you were lucky and donated it to the Urban Construction Bureau. I said why are you so Well, if you want to do charity, do it for your buddies, I’m so poor!”

It is not enough to say donate, but it is actually a low price purchase.

"Is your Cheng's real estate going to close down? Didn't you hear?" Fu Yushi put a plate of boiled shrimp in front of Jiang Cheng, and she watched this dish several times in one night.

"Thank you." Jiang Cheng was not polite, added a shrimp, dipped it in the vinegar dish, and ate it gracefully.

Fu Yushi lit the cigarette ash a few times, and said to Cheng Zixiang: "That piece of land is not suitable for your Cheng family. I will give you the piece in the north of the city, but I will increase the price by [-]%."

"Oh! You..." Cheng Zixiang laughed angrily. "I said you are so calculating, it's not sure who will get the Fu family in the end, don't work so hard and not keep a big son for yourself."

"To each other!" Fu Yushi countered.

Cheng Zixiang said with a smirk: "I don't care so much anyway, as long as I can give my old man a job. As for whether the two old guys can let you go, hehe, buddy, please pray for yourself!"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Zixiang unceremoniously poured himself half a glass of wine, raised his head and took a sip, and tapped his mouth after drinking, feeling that something was wrong.

"Damn! Old Fu, you bastard, this is my fucking bar. Working with you to earn my money, drink my wine, soak up beautiful girls, you are free and easy here, and let I search all over the world." Cheng Zixiang slapped the table and stood up.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Fu Yushi glanced at Jiang Cheng, then coldly glanced at Cheng Zixiang, "Just say what you have to do, and get out of here if you have nothing to do!"

Cheng Zixiang glanced at Jiang Cheng who was eating with his head down, straightened his collar, and sat back down again.

　[-]D mark, let's celebrate.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)