Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 291 292: What do you think is the relationship between Shiyue and Fu Xiting?

Chapter 291 Chapter 292 What do you think is the relationship between Shiyue and Fu Xiting?
Others are others, and you are yourself.

Knowing that Fu Xiting was quite interested in Meng Shu's matter, she still rushed to be a lobbyist?In a hurry to touch the mold?

Zhou Wentang's goal has not been achieved today. What he didn't expect was that Jiang Yi's personality was inexplicably similar to Fu Xiting's. The old man always said that when looking for a wife or husband, one must find someone with the opposite personality to his own, otherwise it will be bad for the family and school. Harmony, and this Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi!Their personalities are extremely similar, the only difference is that they were born by a mother.

Zhou Wentang looked sideways at Jiang Yi with a nonchalant expression, his laziness almost pulled his hair and said, I'm tired, so I sent him away.

When did Zhou Wentang receive such treatment?
Not to mention the whole country, nor the world!

But this Jiang Yi——is really a character, the disgust in his whole body is almost overflowing, that kind of lazy and careless posture almost waved him down.

Zhou Wentang rubbed his fingertips, and the atmosphere in the car was once gloomy.

At the end of August of this year, Zhou Wentang met Jiang Ze in the presidential palace. When the capital Qingliu and Lin Qinghe were waiting in the gate, he sighed. The capital is a big dyeing vat after all. Bow down to rights.

Then again and again, sooner or later.

Now, with such a good opportunity in front of her eyes, Jiang Yi just doesn't accept it, and even pushes the hand extended by Your Excellency. From this point of view, she doesn't necessarily know about Jiang Ze's affairs.

How many people wish for such a good opportunity right in front of them?
And what about Jiang Yi?

Turned away.

"Aren't Mrs. Fu curious about the relationship between Mr. Fu and Your Excellency?"

Zhou Wentang tried to test Jiang Yi. If Fu Xiting told her about it, it would prove that Jiang Yi still held some weight in Fu Xiting's heart. If he hadn't told her—he naturally didn't have to be so polite to others.

And how could Jiang Yi fail to see what Zhou Wentang meant.

Looking back at Zhou Wentang, his tone was tepid: "Secretary Zhou is testing me?"

"Mrs. Fu misunderstood," Zhou Wentang was taken aback, and he had a little more high opinion of the girl who was rumored to be unable to get on the lintel.

He knew about Fu Xiting's marriage to Jiang Yi.

At that time, Your Excellency planned to introduce the daughter of the next heir to Fu Xiting.

A wealthy family, a noble family, is an existence that ordinary wealthy nieces in the capital cannot touch. The other party's life since childhood has been cultivated according to the head of the house.

Such a person is more than enough to be the wife of the richest man.

But for Fu Xiting, one disadvantage is that it is difficult to control.

Once he accepts your "good intentions", it means that Dongting Group will change from private property to half of public property.

It means that half of one's own country will be handed over to others.

As smart as Fu Xiting, how could he not know all this?
There are policies at the top, countermeasures at the bottom, and when you have ideas, Fu Xiting will take action.

Before your idea was put into action, Fu Xiting found the daughter of the most inconspicuous and contemptuous family among the rich and powerful in the capital and got engaged. Holding an engagement banquet, I wish the global media would know that Fu Xiting has a fiancée.

There is such a good story in the capital so far, the first side is a stranger, and the second side is an unmarried couple.

And got engaged within a month and got married again.

The speed is staggering, and some people once suspected that Jiang Yi would marry with the ball, otherwise why is it so hasty?

"Is it a misunderstanding? Secretary Zhou should know better than me," Jiang Yi sarcastically said with a half-smile.

Zhou Wentang sneered, and his light laughter covered his own embarrassment: "Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, Mrs. Fu should be able to understand it, right?"

"Understanding is not the same as support. Secretary Zhou should have heard this sentence before?"

When Jiang Yi said this, Zhou Wentang's hand froze, understanding did not mean supporting this sentence—it was his famous saying.

I have been in this position for a long time, and many people come to me to talk to me and accommodate me. He understands anyone's complaints, but supports?
not necessarily.

What people in this position need is not support, but genuine ability.

"Where did Mrs. Fu hear this sentence?"

When Jiang Yi finished saying this sentence, he regretted it a little. The habits of his previous life were deeply rooted in his bones. When he spoke, some people who had known him might be suspicious of what he said casually.

This thing happened repeatedly.

Facing Zhou Wentang's question, Jiang Yi tilted his head with a smile that was not a smile: "I have read a lot of books, met a lot of people, and heard a lot of words. If Secretary Zhou wants me to think about it, I can only say A word of apology."

Zhou Wentang was slightly taken aback.

Jiang Yi has a rich and lazy feeling that has been nourished, and he has not seen this kind of temperament when he first met her.

How long has it been?

This kind of laziness and laziness that penetrates into the bone marrow has already penetrated into the depths.

The power of money?
Or the power of love?
Comparing the two, he is more willing to believe in the former, Fu Xiting!

It's not like a man who will give people love with all his heart.

Before Zhou Wentang and Jiang Yi could figure out what to do, they saw Fu Xiting strolling out from the door of the tea room.

Jiang Yi saw Fu Xiting's figure through the windshield, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and his eyes fell on Zhou Wentang: "Secretary Zhou?"

There was a little deep meaning in this whispered questioning voice.

Zhou Wentang followed Jiang Yi's gaze and saw Fu Xiting strolling out of the teahouse door with a cigarette in his hand. The man held a cigarette in his right hand and a suit jacket on his left arm. His shirt sleeves were pushed up high. Suddenly, Fu Xiting came out against the scorching sun.

Fang Chi saw it from the side, and hurried over and took an umbrella from the trunk, as if wanting to shade Fu Xiting from the sun, the man reached out and pushed aside the parasol Fang Chi handed over, and handed him the suit jacket between his arms.

With a mild tone: "Where's your wife?"

Fang Chi held up an umbrella and responded, "In the car, Secretary Zhou is also here."

Hearing Zhou Wentang's name, Fu Xiting took his hand from his lips and paused.

Immediately, the man's face turned cold, and he sped up his feet, heading towards the car parked beside him.

Seeing Fu Xiting's menacing aura, Zhou Wentang in the car knew that Fu Xiting had come to settle accounts with him.

He was sensible, he opened the car door and got out of the car, standing beside the car and looking at Fu Xiting who was walking over.

Greeted politely: "Boss Fu."

"Zhou Wentang," Fu Xiting yelled while holding a cigarette.

Zhou Wentang responded warmly: "Fu Dong."

"Living in this world is all about self-knowledge. My lover, even if he was born in a humble place, is not something you can get your hands on."

Of course Zhou Wentang could hear that Fu Xiting was warning him, he still responded with a smile and said respectfully: "I understand."

No matter from which point of view, he is not Fu Xiting's opponent.

Whether it is family affection or value.

This man is always above himself.

The man's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, Zhou Wentang and his understanding, took a step back and bent to open the car door for Fu Xiting: "Fu Dong."

In the car, Jiang Yi didn't hear what the two were talking about.

But judging from the situation, he knew that Fu Xiting was crushing Zhou Wentang.

Fu Xiting got into the car, bringing waves of heat.

"Finished talking?"

"What did Zhou Wentang tell you?"

The two spoke in unison, caring about each other.

"Nothing to talk about," Jiang Yi certainly wouldn't be so stupid as to say what Zhou Wentang said.

She can't control the matter between Fu Xiting and Meng Shu.

She is also unwilling to intervene in this matter. If Meng Shu is a mother who only cares about her children, she can still act as a middleman to persuade her, but Meng Shu is not.

Don't say that he is wholeheartedly for the children, even the word kindness is not counted.

Jiang Yi didn't want to talk about this topic, nor did he want to elaborate, so he changed the topic after saying something.

At noon that day, Lin Qinghe was out for a party. He had just sat down at the wine table and greeted people, and before he got to the point, the door of the box was pushed open. Ten envelopes, the waiter told him someone had sent him in, but he didn't know who.

Yue Mo wondered who was playing the prank, and the people at the dining table casually picked up the envelope and opened it while muttering: "I want to see who it is that made such a fuss."

The words of the smile came to an abrupt end.

The man looked at the contents of the envelope, and the smile on his face froze.

Then, he glanced nervously at the person who also opened the envelope, and when his eyes met, embarrassment almost overflowed

.

"What good thing? It made the two of you look at each other?" Lin Qinghe became interested, and said that he was about to reach for the envelope.

The person holding the envelope at first stuffed the thing back, then threw it back on the tray with a thud: "It's boring, I thought it was something? It turned out to be a menu, what's the point of making it weird."

Lin Qinghe slowly withdrew his outstretched hand, and teased with a smile: "These days, the store doesn't come out with new items regularly, how can the business continue?"

"Too."

Someone laughed and agreed.

On this table, if the position is high, it has to be Lin Qinghe.

The people at this table are sitting around him.

From inside to outside, the whole table is holding him.

During the interval, someone left the dining table to go to the bathroom, and the two people who opened the envelope in the corridor complained to each other: "What the hell, what you just saw is the same as what I saw?"

The latter nodded: "It should be."

"Whose prank is it? Isn't it to kill people?"

"Compared with whose prank, I am more worried about whether this matter is true."

"What if?"

The man pursed his lips. Everyone knew that Lin Qinghe's mother-in-law's family had a very high status.

He was able to stand in this position all these years without the help of his mother-in-law,
If it's true—it's hard to say.

Let's look at that girl, she looks like a college student who hasn't left school.

The circle is big, and there are all kinds of weird birds, and these birds are flying around, which may harm innocent people.

When the two went out from the bathroom, they saw someone talking about something with zinc powder in the corridor. The two took a look, and they were absolutely sure that it was not a menu.

On the way back to the box, they casually tore off two menus on the side dish delivery table, then picked up an envelope that someone else had dropped on the ground and stuffed the menus into it.

Pretend that what they see is actually a menu.

Entering the box, Lin Qinghe saw the two of them coming in with menus, and laughed: "Why did you bring them in again?"

"The waiter insisted on giving it to us, probably because he wanted to promote it, so there is no way," the two said, throwing things on the table casually.

Someone saw it and teased with a smile: "This waiter is really unprofessional, he didn't even know there were shoe prints on the envelope."

The man looked at the dirty envelope and snorted, "It's not my fault. When I handed it to me, I didn't connect it securely, and it fell on the floor."

After the entertainment was over, a group of people left the box, Lin Qinghe was in front, and when they walked to the corridor, they faintly felt that everyone was looking at him with a bit weird eyes.

And the joints are pointing at each other.

That look, as if he had done something outrageous.

Lin Qinghe's suspicious eyes fell on the secretary.

The secretary understood instantly, left the crowd, walked quickly to the side, and said something to that person.

The other party reluctantly handed over the things in his hand.

He reached out to take the envelope and opened it, and suddenly saw a nude photo of Lin Qinghe and a female college student inside. Of course, he had seen this female college student before. The leader met a girl when he was out socializing, and this girl was very playful. debauchery.

The two became acquainted with each other as soon as they came and went, and Lin Qinghe would bring her with him when he attended many occasions.

People who have recently grown older are more likely to have some idiosyncrasies.

Some people can't accept those special hobbies, but some people can accept them, and Lin Qinghe will definitely find someone who can accept them to cultivate her into his own sharp sword.

But what I really didn't expect was that this sharp sword had already been sharpened, and it was taken away by someone before it was unsheathed.

The secretary's face was ugly, and he glanced back at Lin Qinghe who was standing behind him. He didn't know what to say for a moment, after all, there were so many leaders standing beside him.

Just walked over and handed things to him.

Lin Qinghe took it and took a look.

His face instantly darkened.

The person standing behind him was unknown for a while, so they looked at each other in blank dismay.

Someone asked out of kindness.

But Lin Qinghe only responded to him with silence.

"Let's go first," the secretary realized that the situation was wrong, so he moved first.

Getting in the car, Lin Qinghe pulled the nude photo out of the envelope.

Only then did he see his resume printed on the back, who is his last name, which department he is in, and how old is he?How the life course is written clearly.

"Asshole," Lin Qinghe said angrily, throwing the photo in his hand to the ground.

"Go and find out who did it."

"Where did this photo go?"

Lin Qinghe trembled with anger, his face turned pale.

Just after venting his anger, he received a call from that girl.

He heard someone tremblingly calling him Mr. Lin.

"Someone posted a photo of you and me on our school's forum, what should I do? The school leaders are now looking for me to talk."

What is this called?
The house leak happened to be raining overnight, Lin Qinghe didn't even have a clear idea of ​​what happened.

The other party called, which immediately made him panic.

"Understood, you go abroad to avoid the limelight first, and leave immediately, I will let someone arrange it."

After Lin Qinghe finished speaking, he glanced at the secretary. The secretary understood that if this matter turned out to be too ugly, then this girl must be the opponent's breakthrough. Keeping him by his side is really a ticking time bomb.

There has never been a shortage of people who make waves in the capital. As long as you give them some trouble, they can uproot the entire context of the matter, and Jiang Yi took this opportunity.

dealt them a painful blow.

When a stone is thrown into the calm sea, how much ripples it can cause depends on how capable these melon-eating people are.yes.

Yu Garden.

Jiang Yi stood in the study with a cup of coffee in his hand and a mobile phone in the other hand, browsing the school's official forum. Seeing the turmoil in the school's official forum, the smile on his lips never faded.

Outside, the sun is shining brightly.

The 38-nine-degree sky scorched the trees in the woods.

Inside the room, the air-conditioning hit Jiang Yi's back.

The person standing by the window with a cup of coffee felt a chill coming over her, and she couldn't stand for a while, so she turned and walked to the desk.

Pick up the photo on the desktop and look at it carefully.

Power, money and reputation, no matter which one is enough to make people fall.

An ambitious female college student who has never left school.

If you want something, you will naturally get it through certain means.

This afternoon, when Wen Sirui entered Jiang Yi's study room, she saw a cigarette dangling from her lips, and she lit a photo with a lighter, and watched the flame ignite before his eyes until the flame almost reached his fingertips Only then did she slowly put the broken photo into the ashtray, watching the flames completely engulf them.

"Shiyue sent a lot of afternoon tea to the company today. When the takeaway was delivered, we said you were not here and confiscated it."

Wen Sirui stood aside and reported to Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi frowned when he heard Sirui's name.

Looking sideways at Wen Sirui, the latter understood and reached out to close the door.

"What do you think is the relationship between Shiyue and Fu Xiting?"

What will be the relationship?
She never thought about it.

In other words, he always thought that Director Fu would not be the kind of person who went out to flirt.

Until now, Wen Sirui still thinks so: "It seems that Chairman Fu is not a person whose private life is not clean."

Jiang Yien made a sound, and responded casually: "I didn't say that his private life is not clean, I just asked you what kind of relationship you think the two of them will have."

"It shouldn't matter. Could it be that you are thinking too much? Director Fu doesn't seem to be a person who goes around everywhere."

It's not that Wen Sirui has never heard of Fu Xiting's rumors in the mall. Those men only praised Fu Xiting, but did not belittle him. They praised him for being in a high position, but they remained completely still.

At the dinner table at that time, everyone drank too much, and it sounded very charming when they talked about being completely still.

"then you?"

"He doesn't go out to flirt with flowers, but it doesn't mean that those flowers and plants don't come to provoke him. At this time, Yue and Fu Xiting must not be in the simple relationship you and I thought."

Jiang Yi said this for sure.

Even though she didn't see what happened between Fu Xiting and Shiyue with her own eyes, her intuition between women told her that things were not simple.

"Didn't Brother Qian go to investigate? Did you find anything?"

"It's hard to check, Fu Xiting is good at erasing traces."

(End of this chapter)

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