Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 330 Chapter 331
On this day, Jiang Yi waited for several hours at Chengnan No. [-],

Meng Qian's drunkard's intention is not to drink.

After chatting with her for a few minutes, she left on the grounds that she had something to do, while Jiang Yi sat in the reception room from dawn to dusk.

And the person sitting did not feel the slightest discomfort.

Instead, he leisurely picked up a magazine that had been placed on the coffee table for some unknown year and month, and began to read it carefully.

With that leisurely look, it seems that the person being coerced at this time is not himself at all, but a person who has nothing to do with him.

Jiang Yi knew that this matter would not be that simple when he followed Zhou Wentang this morning.

They invited themselves to Chengnan No. [-], not for the purpose of instigating Fu Xiting by themselves.

Instead, she wanted to see if the relationship between her and Fu Xiting was as the outside world said.

And obviously whenever Fu Xiting comes, these people are ready to let her go.

"Miss Jiang," in the afternoon, Zhou Wentang didn't know whether he was done with his work or came to see her specially, and handed her a glass of warm water.

"Is Secretary Zhou going to let me go?" Jiang Yi closed the magazine in his hand.

Zhou Wentang smiled briefly, and there was a little light in his deep eyes: "Your Excellency said, you can only be let go if Fu Dong comes to pick you up in person."

Jiang Yi understood, and glanced at the cup in front of him: "Don't Secretary Zhou know that I have divorced Chairman Fu? A qualified ex should not bother each other as if he was dead, instead of going back and forth every now and then. Just come out and make a fuss, let me call Fu Dong, I can't hold back that face."

Zhou Wentang was not surprised by Jiang Yi's remarks, instead he twitched the corners of his lips: "Then I'll call, Miss Jiang."

As Zhou Wentang said, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Fu Xiting. Jiang Yi watched him find Fu Xiting's number from the phone's address book, and then dialed it.

On the other side, the phone rang for a moment and was picked up.

But it was Guan Qing who answered the phone.

"Secretary Zhou."

"Secretary Guan."

"I'm looking for Mr. Fu."

Guan Qing was standing in front of Fu Xiting with his mobile phone on and hands-free. He glanced at Fu Xiting who was leaning on the boss chair and staring at him: "Boss Fu is in a meeting, so it's not convenient."

"Then please ask Secretary Guan to ask Director Fu to call me back." Zhou Wentang didn't struggle too much.

He and Fu Xiting are both smart people. When Guan Qing answered the phone and said that Fu Dong was in a meeting, it was enough to prove that Fu Xiting would not come to control Jiang Yi's life and death. If he really liked a woman and this woman was being threatened However, with Fu Xiting's temperament, it is impossible to ignore Jiang Yi.

An extremely conceited man like Fu Xiting would not allow any woman to suffer with him.

What's more, that woman is his wife.

These three words in the meeting have proved everything.

"Secretary Zhou is really handy in doing such an unmanly thing," Jiang Yi leaned on the sofa, playing with her fingertips with her slender fingers.

With a light smile on his indifferent look: "Why bother?"

"Obtaining fame and power is nothing more than being looked down upon by women, so can this reputation and power still be your thing?"

Zhou Wentang still looked like he was doing business, put his mobile phone in his pocket, and looked at Jiang Yi: "Miss Jiang can't guarantee that she still has time to worry about me? It's really rare."

"I'm all alone, nothing more than broken pots and broken pots. Secretary Zhou is different. He has worked so hard to get to where he is now. If you don't keep up with a good person, you will be the first to be guillotined." .”

Jiang Yi looked at Zhou Wentang with his cheeks resting on his cheeks, and tried to persuade him earnestly.

There is a great intention to counter-instigate.

This delicate appearance is matched with a confident face, which is extremely attractive.

The kind of self-confidence emanating from the bottom of my heart makes people plunge into it at a glance.

Zhou Wentang's fingertips resting on his knees moved slightly: "Miss Jiang still cares about my life?"

Jiang Yi changed her hand to support her cheek, and nodded coquettishly: "Of course."

"After all, Secretary-General Zhou is in my aesthetics. It would be a pity to see you die in vain."

Zhou Wentang's heart tightened because Jiang Yi's sentence was based on her aesthetics.

"I thought that Miss Jiang would like Fu Dong's hanging up."

"People's tastes will change! I appreciate Secretary Zhou's hanging more now," Jiang Yi's teasing voice sounded in the reception room,
"Furthermore, what is not available is always in turmoil. Mr. Fu is already leftovers, and Secretary Zhou is still fresh." Jiang Yi's charming face matched her tone, which made people feel a little flustered.

Fortunately, Zhou Wentang is of high rank.

If it was a person with a low rank, he would have knelt down before Jiang Yi's charming.

Not to mention that Zhou Wentang was a little naive towards Jiang Fu at the beginning, it was really not easy for him to hold his heart even though he knew Jiang Yi was Jiang Fu.

"If I commit myself to Miss Jiang, can I ask Miss Jiang to help me overthrow Chairman Fu?"

Overthrow Fu Xiting?
tut tut-

Jiang Yi thought to himself, the ambition is big.

"Subvert my ex-husband?"

"It's not enough to be beautiful."

Zhou Wentang understood: "What else does Miss Jiang want?"

"Countless money."

Zhou Wentang nodded: "Yes."

"Yes?" Jiang Yi asked back.

It seems to be surprised by Zhou Wentang's voice.

"is possible to."

"Secretary Zhou is richer than Chairman Fu?"

"I'm outstanding, and it shouldn't be difficult for you to pay me."

Jiang Yi suddenly laughed: "I don't do third-hand business, I'm just interested in Secretary Zhou, I'm not interested in old things like Meng Qian whose half of his body is buried in the ground."

"Miss Jiang, isn't it embarrassing me?" Zhou Wentang seemed to be haggling with Jiang Yi seriously: "If a clean politician's money can outweigh a capitalist, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"

"That's your business. I only start with things that interest me," Jiang Yi's fingertips fell on his cheeks and tapped them repeatedly. His slender nails were painted with light pink nail polish, from hair to feet All exude refinement.

In the past, Jiang Fu only paid attention to her image all the time when her life was at its peak, and most of the rest of the time she was a worker who was tortured by work.

At this time, Jiang Yi has enjoyed this exquisiteness at the age of 22. In addition to his own social experience and accumulation, it is more nourished by money.

Zhou Wentang had heard about Fu Xiting's love for Jiang Yi more than once.

The flowers and plants in the yard of Yu Garden will start construction every month, and the reason for the construction is nothing more than my wife.

Fu Xiting launched a big project in Yu Garden, and specially built a flower house and a yoga room for Jiang Yi. Whatever his lover wanted, he silently paid for it.

Others may not know about it, but Chengnan No. [-] cannot hide the incident in Yu Garden.

Jiang Yi's current slack was raised by Fu Xiting with money.

It was precisely because of Fu Xiting's lesson from the past that Jiang Yi dared to talk to him like this.

Zhou Wentang knew that he was fooled by this woman.

Jiang Yi will not have any cooperation with him.

This kind of idleness is boring anyway, I might as well talk to you, Zhou Wentang saw through it at a glance.

He got up, without any polite words, got up and left directly.

He left Jiang Yi in the reception room.

The latter smiled with contempt in his tone.

Continue to hold the magazine in front of you and flip through it gently.

until nine o'clock in the evening.

Those who stared at Fu Xiting sent a message back, saying that Fu Xiting is now socializing with his partners, and it just started at nine o'clock, and judging by this posture, the socializing will not end in a while.

When Meng Qian heard the news, his face was gloomy.

"Is he not worried at all?"

"We can't go to the Dongting Group. We don't know what's going on above, but when Mr. Fu went out, the way he talked with others obviously didn't look like he was worried about Miss Jiang."

Bang——Meng Qian slapped the table with a slap, almost gritted his teeth and said, "In the end, we are too kind."

Fu Xiting really didn't take himself seriously.

Meng Qian waved his hand to let the guard go out.

He glanced at Zhou and asked Tang: "Go, arrange two men to go to the reception room."

Zhou Wentang knew the meaning of Meng Qian's words very well, and the panic in his heart arose spontaneously.

Staring at Meng Qian with persuasion: "No, sir."

"Why not? If he, Fu Xiting, can be so defiant today, he can overthrow me someday."

"We bring people to Chengnan No. [-] openly. If anything happens to Ms. Jiang in Chengnan No. [-], then we will not be able to get away from it. Although everyone will not say anything because of the face of the Meng family, if those who follow Mr. People who know it will be chilled."

"Moreover, half of the people in the capital are begging for life with Fu Xiting. If public anger is aroused, this matter will not be settled."

Zhou Wentang persuaded him with reason and evidence.

Although every word said is not very pleasant, it is also true.

The anger in Meng Qian's heart was suppressed by half at once.

Standing in the office, he took a deep breath.

Obviously struggling, Zhou Wentang saw this, and continued to exert force: "We can't do things that make big losses because of small losses."

Meng Qian angrily clenched his fists beside him, "I'm going to get rid of him sooner or later."

"Send her down."

When Zhou Wentang heard this, he immediately turned around and went to do it.

Standing at the door of the reception room, he did not directly contact Jiang Yi, but instead ordered the guards to send him down.

At 55:[-], Fang Chi, who was waiting outside, came in and whispered in Fu Xiting's ear that he had already left.

Fu Xiting was chatting and laughing happily with his partner, and the smile on his lips hadn't dissipated in the future, so he nodded clearly and asked Fang Chi: "Everyone has been arranged?"

"arranged."

"Is there someone important?"

"Does the newly appointed Chief of Guard next to Meng Qian count?"

"Go do it," the man raised his hand holding the cigarette and waved his fingertips slightly.

"Chairman Fu is really a busy man. He is busy with his career when he is eating and entertaining."

Seeing Fu Xiting like this, the business partner teased with a smile.

Fu Xiting snorted seemingly helplessly: "The people below are too young after all."

"Director Fu likes to give opportunities to young people." It is obvious to all how much effort Fu Xiting has made for the fresh graduates in the capital. Everyone knows now, but the annual salary of those who have been out of the East Court for a few years has to be multiplied several times.

Fu Xiting shook the cigarette on the ashtray: "We all came from young people."

.........

Meng Qian's chief of guard led people to evacuate from Fu Xiting's side. They followed Fu Xiting all day, hoping to see what Fu Xiting would do, but unexpectedly, Fu Xiting didn't put his mind on this at all.

They returned without success.

On the way back, when I reached the downtown area and was about to turn, I was hit by a black BMW.

With a bang, two cars stopped on the side of the road.

The other party got out of the car to check, but before he could see what was going on, he saw a woman wearing a dark green suspender got out of the car, stood beside her and looked at the slammed car door with a sad expression on her face.

"I'm really sorry, we were in a hurry and didn't pay attention."

The man looked down at the woman beside him, and the moment he saw the high heels on her feet, his eyes turned cold: "You can't wear high heels while driving, don't you know?"

The woman looked down at her shoes.

He glanced at the man with some embarrassment: "I came out in a hurry, I forgot."

The guard glanced at the woman, probably because he didn't want to tangle with her: "Forget it, let's go!"

The woman glanced at the man, as if she felt embarrassed and let it go.

He grabbed the man's arm: "This is inappropriate, let's solve it directly! Avoid subsequent troubles."

"I don't have time to trouble you, you can rest assured about that."

"you----."

"Okay! That's what you said."

Women suddenly give up on trying to figure things out.

When he got in the car and drove away, he glanced at the grass beside him.

Watching the man leave.

Jiang Yi went home.

I saw more people in the room.

Just when she was about to ask, Mengyao said very considerately: "Auntie, I came here by myself."

"We don't lack aunties here," Jiang Yi entered the room and took off the windbreaker and hung it behind the door.

Standing in the living room wearing an apron, the aunt felt a little embarrassed when she heard Jiang Yi's words.

The hands kept stirring on the apron mountain.

"Miss Jiang, I used to stay by Fu Xian's side for a while, whether it was cooking or doing housework, I was approved by my husband."

Jiang Yi: ...
Yes, arranged by Fu Xiting.

don't want?

Obviously not.

If this aunt is invited out, her follow-up trouble may be to spend several hours to appease the fragile and wronged heart of that man.

Jiang Yi put on his slippers and said blankly, "Go in!"

"That's it?"

"Taking a short hand, will you accept the tens of millions of living expenses that Fu Xiting gives you every year?"

Mengyao sat cross-legged on the sofa, propped her head and brushed her hair, and responded with a smile: "If it's Fu Xiting, I'll accept it. If it's Si Bai, I'll tell him to go away."

"Such a double standard?" Jiang Yi walked to the tea table and bent over to pour himself a glass of water.

Having not drank water all day, Jiang Yi poured four or five glasses of water into it.

"Which one do you hear first, the good news or the bad news?"

Jiang Yi poured a glass of water and looked at Mengyao with a teasing tone.

"Okay!" Mengyao quickly made a choice.

"Your chance is here."

Mengyao asked again: "Where is the bad one?"

"Si Bai has gone to Ganzhou. If I go back to your hometown and find out that you haven't gone back, I will definitely come to you."

Mengyao:.
(End of this chapter)