Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 350 Chapter 350: Zhang Le

Fu Xiting shot, never failed.

Whether it's time, month or writing, it's all in his calculations.

This huge net enveloped everyone.

The winter of 2010 was extremely cold.

The cold and cold wind whizzed past and took away the fallen leaves in the courtyard. Just looking at the bare leaves on the branches makes people feel cold.

In such an environment, Fu Xiting looked at the withered leaves through the gauze curtain. When the cigarette was lit at his fingertips, he was taken away before he had time to smoke. Can you make it?"

Fu Xiting took the teacup, watched Jiang Yi throw the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and poured half a cup of tea to extinguish it.

"In time."

"What's the first thing to do in keeping in good health?" She asked Fu Xiting while refilling her tea.

Fu Xiting naturally understood what she meant, and followed Jiang Yi's words: "Quit smoking,"

Jiang Yi took Fu Xiting's tea cup and refilled him a cup of tea: "Fu Dong, come on."

The man smiled slightly, took the teacup in Jiang Yi's hand, and pulled her towards his chest, provoking his chin and kissing her, long and gentle.

Fu Xiting stayed in the villa for two days. During these two days, the two of them stayed behind closed doors. They only ate and slept. Of course, the sleep between adults is not all plain sleep.

Furthermore, plain sleep?

Fu Xiting didn't allow it.

People who used to have to study Jiang Yi every day were forced to be separated for so long, and they already had a stomach full of desires to vent.

After finally catching this opportunity, how can we not make good use of it?
Jiang Yi always begged for mercy,
He tried every means to coax the man, begging him to let him go.

As for the latter, the more they listen to people begging for mercy, the more exciting they become.

The way of training her can be described as full of tricks.

Let Jiang Yi wander endlessly on the edge of drunkenness and dreaming.

When the matter reached its peak, she imitated Fu Xiting and yelled one husband at a time, one heart at a time, and one baby at a time.

Fu Xiting hugged her so much that he almost gnashed his teeth and whispered in her ear: "I wish I could die on you."

On December 10th, 12, it was a rainy day in the capital. When she woke up in the morning, Jiang Yi sat on the bed and watched the well-dressed man come in with a water glass and hand it to her lips. She said softly, "Drink some water."

"Going out?"

"Go to the outskirts of the city to inspect, together with Deputy Zhang," Fu Xiting put his arms around Jiang Yi, and the latter drank most of the water in the cup with his hand.

"Zhang Le's father?"

"Well," Fu Xiting glanced at the water glass: "Do you still drink?"

The latter shook his head, put his arms around the man's waist and rubbed against his shoulders.

"Back pain," the woman murmured, her tone soft.

Fu Xiting stretched out his hand to caress her waist, and pressed it gently: "Honey, you've been complaining about your back pain since last night, are you sure it's not an excuse for not wanting to do it?"

"Director Fu, did you give me a chance not to do it?"

The man buried his head on her shoulder and smiled slightly: "I can't bear to give you a chance."

When Jiang Yi heard this, her palm got into the hem of his shirt, and she looked at him charmingly: "What time is the itinerary?"

Fu Xiting saw through Jiang Yi's thoughts at a glance.

While asking what time is the itinerary, he burrowed into him restlessly, just trying to delay his itinerary.

The man's gentle eyes fell on her, and he stretched out his hand to tuck the broken hair behind her ears: "Nine o'clock, there are still three hours, and it's enough to do it twice."

Fuck!
Jiang Yi was startled, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held down: "Don't touch it anymore?"

"I still want to sleep."

"En? Meat sleep or plain sleep?"

"Fu Xiting, if you are like this, if your employees know about it, will the image of the bossy boss be lost?"

Jiang Yi walked back and forth with her fingertips around the man's waist, deliberately trying to tickle him.

However, Fu Xiting is not afraid of itchy.

The man held her cheek and gently pecked, and smiled slightly: "Mrs. Fu, can I understand your words as that you want to broadcast live?"

"Otherwise, how would the employees know what I look like?"

"Cheat? I definitely won't do it, so there is only one possibility left. Mrs. Fu wants to play wild?"

"Don't—um."

It was after eight o'clock that Fu Xiting left.

The person who wanted to go to the company before departure, now directly boarded the car and left to go to the destination.

In the car, Guan Qing mentioned work matters to Fu Xiting, who was rare to talk to.

Guan Qing thought: Sure enough!Mrs. Fu is still amazing.

A few days ago, Mr. Fu was the old lotus root soaked in the vinegar jar for a long time, sour and hard to chew.

Today's Fu Dong is like the spring sun after the cold winter, warming the heart.

"Is Si Bai here?" Fu Xiting sat in the back seat, flipping through the documents in his hands.

The information has nothing to do with work, but Zhang Le's personal information.

The only daughter of the vice-marketer's family did not join forces with those wealthy ladies in the capital, but she was a clean stream.

"Ex-fiancé died before marriage?"

"Yes, it is said that it was a car accident."

"Have you found the driver who caused the accident?" Fu Xiting's eyes fell on that line of information.

"I found it, but it's a pity that the other party is a Frenchman. When the police dealt with this matter, he had already returned to France."

Thinking of this incident, Guan Qing sighed a little,

At any rate, the other party was a man with a good family background and character, and he existed in the circle of the capital.

Fame but no power is how many people choose to marry.

But it was gone.

"French --," Fu Xiting mused, turning the paper in his hand back to the first page: "Zhang Le, female, graduated from the Department of Art of Paris First University."

Guan Qing looked at the front and suddenly tightened his gaze, turned around and looked back at Fu Xiting: "What does Director Fu mean?"

"I don't think that Zhang Le looks like someone who keeps his own life and is willing to marry someone who has no rights. Xinmen Reception, forgot?"

New Gate Reception.

Guan Qing was startled.

Of course he didn't forget, and he didn't dare to forget.

At the end of 08, a Xinmen cocktail party was held in the capital, and the organizer was Zhao Xinmen, a well-known investor in the capital.

On that day, Fu Xiting was also invited.

Guan Qing accompanied them.

At the reception, Zhao Xinmen and Fu Xiting chatted eloquently about the economic situation and future business trends. Both Zhao Xinmen and Fu Xiting were the central characters in this reception. The man stood by the wine table with a cigarette in one hand and a wine glass in the other. Chat with people.

During the period, some people talked about the collapse of the capital's real estate market, so that everyone could prevent it from happening.

Fu Xiting listened, but said nothing.

Standing aside with a cigarette between them, listening to the other party's rhetoric.

Some people don't understand the situation, but some people see the overall situation, and their eyes frequently fall to Fu Xiting who is aside.

Anyone who pays attention to the property market in the capital knows that in the second half of 08, Fu Xiting acquired many pieces of land all over the country.

Just to enter the real estate industry.

Now, some people are talking nonsense, no doubt they are not indirectly questioning Fu Xiting's vision and decision.

All living beings go to the theater, but one person jumped onto the stage to be an actor, and a young voice sounded from the side: "I don't think the property market will collapse, any industry will go from boom to bust, and our country's property market hasn't officially started yet, let alone It will decline. The permanent population of the capital is more than 900 million, and how many houses are there in the capital? The reason why the land will be auctioned is nothing more than the need for people to develop it. The problem of population and housing in the general environment has not been resolved, so how did the property market collapse? "

These words sounded nothing to others, but Fu Xiting narrowed his eyes slightly, and so did Guan Qing.

Wu Jiangbai seemed to be watching a good show, and asked from the side: "The girl's insights are very unique."

"My humble opinion, please forgive me," the woman accepted as soon as she saw it, and didn't continue to show off her talents that didn't look good but were actually not that good.

Wu Jiangbai smiled and nodded, but did not respond.

And the woman's eyes met Fu Xiting's while scanning the air.

Probably Fu Xiting's eyes were too sharp.

The woman looked back in fright and lowered her head slightly.

Leaving the scene, Wu Jiangbai teased beside Fu Xiting: "That girl is a bit interesting, she memorized the sentences of Fu Dong's speech analyzing the property market verbatim, and then came to Fu Dong to show off, what does Secretary Guan mean by this? "

How could Guan Qing dare to respond? He glanced at Fu Xiting quietly.

Coughed: "Just know."

"This is interesting to Chairman Fu," Wu Jiangbai teased with a smile: "It looks good, but it's a little tender."

"It's not suitable to be our Mrs. Fu,"

She's a little tender, not suitable to be Mrs. Fu, and she was slapped in the face not long after she said this.

Fu Dong not only found a tender one, but also more tender than the daughter of Zhang Fushi's family.

Sitting in the car, Guan Qing looked at Fu Xiting in surprise: "It's her!"

Fu Xiting hummed.

Guan Qing calculated the time: "At the end of 08, she should be engaged and her fiancé is still there, so——."

"Sure enough, an ambitious girl is not willing to take the position of husband and godson."

I'm afraid her ex-fiancé's death has something to do with her.

"If that's the case, then there's a good show to watch."

Si Bai didn't know what sin he committed, so he told Mengyao not to go to such a woman.

interesting.

"Director Fu, we're here."

Guan Qing got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat. Fu Xiting was wearing a black suit with a tie clip pinned to his light blue tie.

Guan Qing stood beside Fu Xiting holding an umbrella, and when he got closer, he realized that Zhang Le was also there.

Fu Xiting nodded in greeting, and his eyes fell on Zhang Le: "Miss Zhang is here?"

Deputy Zhang was very surprised that Fu Xiting was able to greet Zhang Le: "Director Fu has seen the little girl?"

Fu Xiting nodded and smiled slightly: "Occasionally I heard about it."

"Oh?"

"Miss Zhang and my ex-wife have a close relationship." The words "ex-wife" and "very close relationship" make people shudder.

Fu Xiting changed from being resentful at the beginning to accepting it calmly now, and even more so when he mentioned Jiang Yi to the outside world, the title of ex-wife came out very smoothly.

Zhang Fushi sighed, he had heard about it a long time ago, and only said that although the two were divorced, the husband and wife's property was still being divided, and the two were far from being as harmonious as they appeared on the surface.

Others don't know, but Zhang Le, the person involved, is very clear. Isn't the origin that Fu Xiting talked about last time with her and Jiang Yimengyao?

Jiang Yi's words were indeed correct.

Even if she is divorced, she is still Fu Xiting's ex-wife.

A deputy mayor's daughter wanted to show off her power in front of her, but it was more or less impossible.

Zhang Le couldn't help sweating. Fortunately, he didn't have a direct confrontation with Jiang Yi that day.

"Chairman Fu was joking, I was the one who was abrupt last time, so please don't take offense," Zhang Le apologized in a gentle tone.

Knowing what rank the man in front of her is, if she deliberately conceals it, she will be extremely stupid.

Fu Xiting pursed his lips slightly: "I heard that Miss Zhang and President Si are getting close? Why don't you see President Si today?"

"Director Fu is joking, the little girl and the boss have not yet written off their characters, and it is too early to talk about marriage," Deputy Zhang said, leading Fu Xiting to a higher place. Today's inspection was originally intended to push the suburbs A factory remodeled a real estate in a factory, and the land finally fell into the hands of Fu Xiting, but the specific plan still needs to listen to the opinions of Deputy City Zhang.

The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back and walked slowly.

Fu Xiting stepped forward with a cigarette in his hand.

The wet ground was covered with puddles. After passing through the puddles, they climbed up to the top floor of the community opposite the factory to overlook the old building.

Standing high in the sky, Fu Xiting subconsciously looked towards the southeast, which was the direction of Yu Garden.

Zhang Fushi may have seen what Fu Xiting meant by this move, and pointed to the southeast: "From here, looking at Fu Dong's Yu Garden, the straight-line distance is only more than ten kilometers."

"Not far," the man lit a cigarette ash in the cold wind.

Zhang Fushi glanced at the factory: "There are a lot of real estate here, but large-scale complexes are scarce. If Director Fu turns this factory into a complex..."

"Deputy Zhang's suggestion is very good," Fu Xiting nodded in response.

"Whose family owns the land next to the factory?"

"Director Fu, President Si, just won it not long ago."

Guan Qing whispered from the side, of course he knew that Si Bai had acquired the land, and asking in front of him was just to beat him.

This deputy city is also very powerful, let Dongting build a complex, if Si Bai builds a building on the adjacent land, wouldn't they become Si Bai's selling point?
As a foil for Si Bai, he knew without thinking that Director Fu was unwilling.

He didn't look down on Si Bai, that coward, and now he wants to make a wedding dress for him?
If Fu Dong wants to, he can eat shit.

The man raised his hand and took a breath.

nodded.

"There are many residents in the outskirts of the city, and there are many small supermarkets, but there is no decent complex. If a complex is built here, hundreds of thousands of nearby residents will be regular customers here."

Zhang Fushi stood beside Fu Xiting, drawing cakes for him.

The man squinted slightly, looking at the factory in front of him, and gradually outlined the blueprint in his mind.

Guan Qing stood beside him, listening to Zhang Fushi's rhetoric, feeling pity for a moment.

Si Bai was indeed a good son-in-law, but Deputy Zhang was in a hurry.

"How does Dong Fu think?"

Standing behind Zhang Le, he looked at Fu Xiting who was standing shoulder to shoulder with his father. This man was tall and tall, and his tall and straight posture looked like a nobleman walking out of the gate of a mansion. The aura around him was like a green pine that had been baptized by time Outstanding temperament, outstanding.

In this capital, it is difficult to find anyone comparable to it.

"Miss Zhang graduated from the University of Paris [-]?"

Guan Qing stood beside Zhang Le, chatting casually, intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhang Le heard Guan Qing's accost, and chatted with him: "En."

"When Mr. Fu visited friends at Capital University a few days ago, he met Mr. Ying and Mrs. Ying. He mentioned Mr. Ying's death. Mr. Ying felt very sorry."

Guan Qing stood one step away from Zhang Le, and when he said this, he could clearly see Zhang Le's trembling from the corner of his eye.

Zhang Le's fingertips stuck in his pocket ticked slightly: "It's really a pity."

"I just don't know what Mr. Ying and Mrs. Ying would think if they knew that their son's death was related to Ms. Zhang."

When Guan Qing's leisurely words sounded, Zhang Le froze, and turned slightly to look at Guan Qing. The winter rain was heavy, and the drizzle fell on the umbrella surface, dripping down and disappearing on the ground: "What is Secretary Guan?" mean?"

The latter nodded slightly: "Miss Zhang, forgive me for the slip of the tongue."

After Guan Qing finished speaking, his eyes fell on Fu Xiting.

The corners of her lips hooked slightly, revealing an inscrutable smile: "The management of the city is made by some people, and the rise of the city is made by other people. If the two cooperate and win-win, it would be perfect. If they are tit for tat, Miss Zhang said , isn't that a pity?"

"My knowledge is shallow, and I am far inferior to Secretary Guan. If you have something to say, Secretary Guan should say it directly, lest I get it wrong."

Guan Qing lowered his head and laughed, and looked at his toes. The rain fell and splashed and wet his leather shoes: "Miss Zhang was able to memorize Fu Dong's analysis report verbatim in the beginning, which is enough to show that Miss Zhang is a smart people."

"I'm not smart, but I don't know how to do one thing in front of the other. Didn't Secretary Meng suffer from Miss Zhang's hands?"

"Our Director Fu is not that wimpy Si Bai. Ms. Zhang should know the relationship between Director Fu and Your Excellency, right? Deputy Zhang is up or down, but it's just a matter of Director Fu's words."

Guan Qing tapped vaguely at first, thinking that Zhang Le would admit his mistakes as generously as he did before Fu Dong,

Unexpectedly, he is also a person who looks at the dishes, and wants to pick himself out just because he has little knowledge.

Guan Qing was not willing to do this.

In terms of personal relationship, Mengyao is indeed more to his liking.

In terms of ability, Mengyao is definitely above Zhang Le.

In terms of behavior, it's even worse.

Zhang Le's heart seemed to be caught by something, looking at Guan Qing for a while, she didn't know how to speak, she regretted that she didn't think carefully before speaking.

Ahead, the conversation between Fu Xiting and Deputy Zhang seemed to be over.

Guan Qing stepped forward holding an umbrella, and exchanged umbrellas with the bodyguards on the side.

He stood beside Fu Xiting and walked forward with an umbrella. When Fu Xiting walked in front of Zhang Le, he deliberately slowed down.

His eyes swept over Zhang Le's face.

Pick up your lips and sarcastically.

"This girl is very scheming, she didn't say anything," Guan Qing put away the umbrella and got into the car, casually putting the umbrella by his lap.

He opened the storage room in front of the co-pilot and took a dry towel and handed it to Fu Xiting.

The latter took it and wiped off the water droplets on the suit.

"The last person who was so scheming was Miss Shi."

Fu Xiting put the towel on the center console and expressed his opinion: "She is better than Shiyue."

"Anything with a good family background is a king."

"Si Bai really committed a crime."

Guan Qing sighed and shook his head.

"Stop in front."

Fu Xiting glanced at Fang Chi who was driving.

"The waffle shop across the street has the owner pack it up and send it to Little Madam's."

Guan Qing understood and didn't ask.These two are good, he is thankful.

When the boss is in a good mood, his life will be easier.

Get out of the car and tell the guards behind you to do this.

(End of this chapter)