Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 68: 68
Dealing with Ren Jiangyi can be described as a perfect skill.

Not to mention that she knew that Fu Xiting had guessed a lot about her.

Staying by Fu Xiting's side, her hair fell out one by one every day.

Libald is probably not far away.

"Jiang Si went to smash Jiang's house yesterday?"

Fu Xiting changed the subject and asked a question.

Jiang Yi's astonished eyes fell on him with some doubts.

Most people will think about it when they suddenly care about her, let alone this person is Fu Xiting.

Jiang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly: "What does Mr. Fu want to say?"

"Daily concern, Ms. Jiang seems to be on guard when she is with me."

"If I don't guard against Mr. Fu's exquisite heart, I'm afraid you will sell me."

Jiang Yi didn't hide it, and always felt that Fu Xiting would sell her when she was not paying attention.

"Miss Jiang isn't going to hug my thigh anymore?" He didn't forget that when they first met in Jiang's old house, this little girl wanted to grab him.

It's only been a few days, but it's completely different.

"I don't know if Mr. Fu has heard a word," Jiang Yiping muttered in a straightforward manner.

"You said."

"A man is reliable, a sow can climb a tree, have you ever seen a sow climb a tree?"

Puchi——Fang Chi, who was driving, couldn't help laughing out loud. Feeling Fu Xiting's almost murderous gaze, he apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back."

"Buddhism has a saying, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn back and see the shore."

Fu Xiting: ......... Is he an endless hell?
At 05:30 in the afternoon, the car was parked in the parking lot of Dongting Group.

Jiang Yi followed Fu Xiting in slowly, with a face full of reluctance to be forced.

The appearance of stepping into the Dongting Group is like going to a grave.

Sad face.

"Spanish customer, Heavy Industry Machinery Group, tonight's goal is to negotiate the machine at a unit price of 25 US dollars. If Ms. Jiang can keep the price below 25 US dollars, the ashtray will not have to pay."

In the office, Fu Xiting's crisp words flowed out. Hearing the word ashtray, Jiang Yi seemed to suddenly realize: "Wait a minute."

She hurriedly opened her schoolbag, fiddled with it for a while, then put a crystal ashtray in front of Fu Xiting, and pointed out: "The ashtray, I returned it to you, please let me go, thank you."

Fang Chi: ………

Guan Qing: ...

Fu Xiting: ...

Fang Chi and Guan Qing looked at each other, looked at Fu Dong's face livid with anger, held back his smile, his trembling shoulders betrayed the two who bowed their heads.

Fu Xiting endured it, so he didn't lose his temper: "Where did Miss Jiang's ashtray come from?"

"I bought it from a roadside stall, and it cost me a lot of money!"

"How much?" the man almost gritted his teeth.

"27."

"270 million in my ashtray."

Jiang Yi stretched out his hand to close the zipper of his schoolbag, and swung the schoolbag on his back: "You said 270 million is 270 million? Do you think I look like a fool? It's almost enough, and the essence remains the same. You don't care if it's crystal or glass. of."

Jiang Yi's words were short of opening his mouth. It's just an ashtray, as long as he can shake the ash, don't make so many demands.

Fu Xiting laughed, laughed angrily, he stretched out his hand to pick his tie, and snorted coldly.

His forehead was buzzing with anger, but he couldn't find the words to refute for a while.

"I don't think Ms. Jiang will eat dinner. I'll send someone to the latrine to make some shit. Anyway, the essence remains the same. Don't mind, Ms. Jiang."

Jiang Yi: ...

"I don't eat the food from Mr. Fu's family, but I don't mind."

Fu Xiting said with a smile: "Really?"

"Fang Chi, hand the invoice to Ms. Jiang and let her hold it."

Fu Xiting knew that Jiang Yi would come to such a trick, and he would definitely let Fang Chi take out the invoice directly, and would give Jiang Yi a chance to anger him.

Fang Chi handed over the invoice slowly, Jiang Yi looked down, and reached out to pull the invoice in Fang Chi's hand, but Fang Chi dodged it quickly, and it was obvious at a glance that she wanted to tear the invoice.

"You still want to destroy the evidence if you don't admit it?" Fu Xiting is really an eye-opener!Jiang Yi's shameless kung fu can be said to be perfect.

"With such a thick skin, you should contribute to the country. Bulletproof vests lack materials like you," Fu Xiting said coldly.

Jiang Yi shrugged indifferently: "I don't know why, since I met Mr. Fu, I always feel like I have opened up new skills."

Shameless new skills?
Fu Xiting closed his eyes, his mind was filled with the words "forbearance and forbearance". If Fu Xiting had been in the shopping malls for more than a few years, if he died of anger at Jiang Yi's hands, he might be ridiculed by the entire capital.

Pa... Fu Xiting threw the tie in his hand on the chair: "Losing money or repaying debts."

"The Dongting Group is going bankrupt? No one left?"

"I'll tell Miss Jiang the truth."

Fu Xiting picked up the cup and took a sip of the cold tea that he didn't know when, and looked at Jiang Yi coldly.

Jiang Yi tilted his head, as if signaling him to say.

The man's thin lips parted slightly, and he spat out a ruthless sentence: "I have no shortage of people, so I just want to squeeze you."

Jiang Yi: ... This man is really a piece of junk that came out of the garbage dump!I used to think that although Fu Xiting had means, he was a gentleman after all.

Feelings make her blind.

"Director Fu probably doesn't know that I have depression."

"Really?" Kuang——Fu Xiting suddenly put the cup on the table.

"I don't think you have depression, but you do look like you have bullshit."

Jiang Yi: ...

At seven o'clock, she sat at the negotiating table.

When the Spanish businessman on the opposite side saw her, he questioned her both in his eyes and in his posture.

Jiang Guan glanced strangely, and frantically wandered with his fingertips on the computer keyboard. After a while, he found several gossip news on an unknown website that Fu Xiting had never seen before.

And there are pictures and bells and whistles.

Guan Qing, who was sitting behind her, looked at the screen with slightly red eyes. A 30-year-old man would feel his ears flustered, but Jiang Yi didn't care.

"23?" Jiang Yi spoke steadily, and when the standard Spanish accent flowed out of his throat, Fu Xiting's whole nerves tensed up.

Even Guan Qing is the same.

The figure that popped up in the minds of the two was the same person.

"Impossible," the Spaniard didn't seem to expect that she could speak Spanish, and was taken aback for a moment.

Only then firmly refused.

"Then look at this," Jiang Yi put the photos in the computer on the big screen.

Throughout the photo shoot, the Spanish businessman is naked with his arms around a woman for an intimate photoshoot.

All that should be leaked is leaked, and all that should not be leaked is also leaked.

"No? That's fine, I will definitely let your next family see this picture, and they will definitely not give you 23 by then."

Guan Qing listened to Jiang Yi's words, and sighed in his heart, it's not many people who can find someone more filthy than Fu Xiting these days.

(End of this chapter)