Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Chapter 72 The Dog Leash Must Be an International Brand

Hearing this familiar voice, Fu Yancheng raised his eyes and saw Sheng Mian who had already walked in front of him.

Only then did he glance at the number on the dog tag, and it was indeed somewhat familiar.

The moment Sticky saw Sheng Mian, he stood up excitedly and wagged his tail frantically.

The red envelope was too conspicuous in the hand, Sheng Mian couldn't pass it to Fu Yancheng, so he had to pass it to Qi Shen.

"Thank you, sticky sneaked out while the family didn't pay attention, I'm really sorry for causing you trouble."

Qi Shen saw the red envelope, hesitated for a second, and took it calmly.

Sheng Mian took the rope from his hand, only to notice that there is a string of English words—HERMES near the direction of the rope.

"..."

This dog leash is actually from Hermès, five hundred is not enough to buy a small change.

She took out her mobile phone, "How much is this dog leash, I'll transfer the money to you."

At the same time, I was complaining in my heart, the money of the rich is really easy to make, and the dog leash must be an international brand.

"Miss Penny, no need."

Sheng Mian suddenly felt that the five hundred not only humiliated Fu Yancheng, but also humiliated his assistant.

But the things have already been given out, so it seems even more embarrassing to come back and give them again.

Fortunately, Fu Yancheng turned off the computer at this moment and took off the Bluetooth headset on his ear.

Sheng Mian hastily shortened the rope, worried that sticky offended him.

Fu Yancheng passed by her and stopped for a moment.

The sticky stick out his tongue to him, his eyes sparkling.

It seemed to like him a little bit.

Same as its owner.

Fu Yancheng frowned, "Penny?"

He yelled, but before Sheng Mian could respond, Sticky yelled first, as if answering him.

Fu Yancheng laughed lightly, and strode away.

Sheng Mian stood there with a hot face, and looked down at Sticky.

"It's not you, why are you so excited?"

She rubbed its head, and the sticky tail wagged even more fiercely.

Sheng Mian had no choice but to call Aunt Liu, saying that Sticky had found it.

Only then did Aunt Liu feel relieved.

Sheng Mian put Sticky in the passenger seat and drove back to Shanxiao.

After entering the door, Aunt Liu looked it up and down to make sure that there was nothing wrong with the dog, so she thanked God for a long time.

"Miss Sheng, I will definitely watch it carefully next time."

"Aunt Liu, sticky is too lively, you must remember to close the door at the gate."

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

Sheng Mian nodded, thinking that tomorrow is the anniversary of her mother's death, she immediately lost the thought of having fun with Sticky, packed up some clothes, and called her uncle Lin Dong, saying that she would return to the county tomorrow.

"Mianmian, you come back, your father didn't say anything about that matter"

"Uncle, it's not your fault."

Lin Dong sighed, "How could it not be my fault, this time your aunt made sausages by herself, bring some strings back for your dad."

"it is good."

Knowing that Lin Dong felt guilty, if he didn't take it, it would be even worse, so Sheng Mian had no choice but to agree.

In the evening, she revised the plan several times, pulled out the sketch, and finalized the final sketch based on the little information she knew.

Then it was sent to Fu Yancheng.

If he agrees, the construction drawings can be produced immediately.

Fu Yancheng still didn't reply, probably because he was too busy with work and didn't have time. This was the first time Sheng Mian met such a client, so he had to follow his own expectations.

The next morning, she loaded the packed things into the car, went to the mall to buy a few cans of good tea and wine, and bought some skin care products for her aunt before driving to the county town.

When she was about to get off the highway, she saw a Bentley in the distance ahead.

In such a dilapidated small town, you can still see Bentley?
Sheng Mian only glanced at the license plate without distraction, got off the road steadily, and drove the car to uncle Lin Dong's house.

Lin Dong had already been waiting downstairs, and when he saw Sheng Mian appearing, a smile appeared on his face, and he greeted him.

Sheng Mian stopped the car and opened the door.

"Uncle, have you been waiting here for a long time?"

You County is the poorest county in the city. There are high-rise buildings and shopping malls in the center of the county, but Lin Dong's family still lives in a dilapidated small bungalow.

"Mianmian, you're here, I'm afraid you'll be stuck on the road."

Sheng Mian opened the trunk, put down the bought wine and tea, and asked, "Where's Auntie?"

"Cooking inside, don't you like the lion's head she made? She started preparing it early in the morning."

Lin Dong took what was in her hands, and the two walked in side by side.

Sheng Mian thought about the vehicles he met on the road just now, "Uncle, isn't there a lot of people in our small town recently?"

It's obviously not a holiday, but the traffic flow has increased.

Lin Dong's face was full of smiles, "That's right, we are going to develop. I heard that the higher-ups will turn this place into a tourist attraction. By then, this area will be a tourist area. The big bosses have already come to see it. Now your aunt and I are counting on the house being demolished."

(End of this chapter)