fiery fall

Chapter 2 We, Mr. Fu, are the best among the best.
Downstairs, the farce is still going on.

The few minutes seemed to be extremely long. Except for Fu Qianbei and Jiang Yan who were leaving, no one else could move and could not even look away for fear of missing something.

They wonder how this farce will end.

Is it a daughter in distress who bows to a man who takes advantage of someone else's situation and is bought out of a lifetime of happiness with 8000 yuan?

Or will other reversals occur?
"The time has come, Shen Ennan, have you thought about it?"

Zhang Shuai tapped his watch and stared at Shen Ennan with an explicit and lewd look.

Shen Ennan dug her nails into her palms and looked at the man in disgust.

next second.

With a "pop" sound, a whole bottle of water was poured onto that disgusting face.

Shen Ennan said coldly: "Even if I, Shen Ennan, am short of money, I am not short of ambition! You want to marry me with 8000 yuan as a gift? Why don't you look in the mirror and see what you look like?"

Zhang Shuai didn't expect that he would be splashed again and called a pig?

He stood up suddenly, pointed at Shen Ennan and slandered loudly: "8000 yuan is not enough to marry you? Shen Ennan, do you still think you are the eldest lady of the Shen family? Are you unwilling to marry me? Is it possible that you still want to marry the richest man in Beicheng? That big shot? What kind of bird are you, worthy of flying on such a high branch?"

"Yes, I will never marry him unless I marry him in this life! Even if my Shen family goes bankrupt, I won't be worthy of a cat or a dog!"

Shen Ennan glared at him disdainfully, picked up her bag and was about to leave.

Generally speaking, if you look at a mean man, it is self-torture.

Zhang Shuai stopped her again and threatened with a stern face: "Shen Ennan, if you don't take money from me, do you really want your mother to die?"

"You're so damn unfilial!"

Shen Ennan sarcastically said: "Even if I sell blood to treat my mother's illness, I still won't look down on your dirty money!"

Zhang Shuai sneered: "Who doesn't know that Miss Shen has been weak and anemic since she was a child? If any institution dares to collect your blood, I will be the first one to report it!"

"you!"

Zhang Shuai laughed sinisterly: "I just want to block all your retreat, Shen Ennan, you can only have a way out if you marry me."

The blood all over Shen Ennan's body seemed to be frozen for a moment.

The whole person was too cold to move.

She suddenly thought of Zhang Lan, who was still weak in the hospital bed, and the mist of tears instantly blurred her vision.

Do you really want to force her to death?

Zhang Shuai expressed a hint of distress on his fat face and raised his fat hand to touch her little face.

"Hey, don't cry. After receiving the 8000 yuan gift, wouldn't your mother be saved?"

"How dare you force someone to get married with 8000 yuan?"

As soon as Zhang Shuai finished speaking, a loud and agitated male voice sounded.

The crowd looked at the sound.

It was a tall, majestic man with a good appearance who strode over.

Shen Ennan looked at the man running towards her, her eyes filled with tears seemed to light up.

Soon, the man had arrived.

Zhang Shuai gave him a disdainful push but did not push him. As a result, he staggered back two steps.

"Who are you? It's none of your business!"

“When the road is rough, draw your sword to help!”

"You want to force a girl to marry you for just 8000 yuan. You are really a shit beetle wearing a mask. You are so shameless!"

"You, you insult me, believe it or not, I will call the police to arrest you!"

"Who can prove that the person I insulted is a person?" The man looked around and saw a girl giving him a thumbs up.

Finally, his eyes fell on Shen Ennan's face, and his tone softened: "Everyone is in trouble. This is 1 yuan in cash. You should take it for emergencies first."

Shen Ennan's eyelashes trembled and she stared at the paper bag he handed over.

Is this person really helping her for no reason?
"Shen Ennan, there is no free lunch in the world. Are you sure that accepting his money would be better than marrying me?" Zhang Shuai warned gloomily.

"Ha! People with a heart will see everything dirty!"

The man replied rudely.

"Isn't it just to open a small food company and show off your power here?"

Zhang Shuai was stunned: "Are you investigating me?"

The man sneered: "Not only will I investigate you, but I will also make your little shabby company disappear from Beicheng. If I see you taking advantage of someone's situation in the future, I will make you disappear from Beicheng!"

Zhang Shuai looked at the man in front of him, he was young and arrogant.He sarcastically said: "You think you are the number one plutocrat in Beicheng, and you are not afraid of showing off your waist when you say such big words!"

"Although I'm not, but——"

The man's words were interrupted by a rapid ringtone from his cell phone.

This is the emergency number on Zhang Shuai's cell phone. It will only ring unless there is a major event such as the company going bankrupt.

His heart skipped a beat, and less than a second after he answered the phone, his face turned pale.

He glared at the two of them fiercely: "Just wait for me!"

After saying that, he grabbed the money on the table and left in a hurry.

Jiang Yan looked at the fat man's panicked back and sneered in his heart: Although I'm not, my boss is.

"Thank you, sir." Shen Ennan thanked him gratefully.

If nothing else, if he hadn't stepped forward, she wouldn't have known how to get out of here.

"You're welcome!"

Jiang Yan smiled friendlyly, although he didn't know what the relationship between this young lady and Mr. Fu was.

Mr. Fu seemed to hate her, but he also seemed to care about her.

As soon as he left the coffee shop, he was ordered by Mr. Fu: Go to the bank and withdraw ten thousand to solve the problem.

Jiang Yan has been with Mr. Fu for five years, and this is the first time he has seen his boss' words and actions inconsistent with each other.

Obviously one second ago: You are very free and want to meddle in other people's business?
The next second he would protect her: help her solve her trouble.

Jiang Yan smiled and put the paper bag in Shen Ennan's hand.

"You should take the money for emergency use first. But I want to clarify that most of us men are normal, especially our boss, the elite among the elite men. This damn fat guy can only be regarded as the scum among the scum of men."

Shen Ennan was amused by his humorous tone.

Zhang Lan's illness made it impossible for her to refuse this man's timely help.

"This gentleman, I will remember this debt of 1 yuan in my heart for the rest of my life."

"I will definitely return the money to you within a month. This is my contact information. If you need me to repay your kindness, you can contact me at any time."

Shen Ennan took out the pen and notebook he carried with him from his bag and wrote down his contact information.

Jiang Yan took the note and put it in his pocket, smiled at her: "Okay!"

The two walked out of the coffee building together, and Shen Ennan politely asked Jiang Yan's name.

Just after asking, a call came in from Jiang Yan's mobile phone.

Seeing the note, the man sighed: "Mom, please, I'm not in a hurry to get married. Mr. Fu has entrusted me with important tasks. I'm busy with my career..."

A smile flashed across Shen Ennan's eyes, and he made a gesture to go to the hospital first, and left silently.

She thought, there are still many people in the world.

She will definitely remember this 1 yuan debt and repay him.

As long as she can help, she will help him unconditionally!

*
It's night, two o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Yan received Fu Qianbei's order and went to the Dijue Club to pick up people.

Today is Fu Qianbei's 30th birthday. Fu Qianbei's friend Zhou Sihao arranged a 30th birthday party.

On the deserted highway, Jiang Yan drove the car steadily, while Fu Qianbei, smelling of alcohol, leaned on the back seat and fell asleep, unconsciously turning the prayer beads with his long fingers.

It seems that this is the only way to feel at ease.

It was so quiet all around that even the subtle friction sound of the beads turning could be heard.

"What did she say?"

A cold, low voice sounded from the back seat.

Jiang Yan concentrated on driving the car and didn't react for a moment.

he?or her?
Who is Mr. Fu talking about?

It should refer to Mr. Zhou.

Jiang Yan said respectfully: "Mr. Zhou said, I wish you a happy birthday and let you have a good rest at night."

The next moment, Jiang Yan felt someone kicked him in the driver's seat.

If there was no driver's seat, Mr. Fu's kick would have hit him right on the butt.

(End of this chapter)