Ex-husband, stay safe

Chapter 451 Please Don't Touch It
Getting used to Fu Yanzhou's indifferent face, seeing the anger on his face for the first time, Tang Jia couldn't help being frightened by him and took a step back, trembling all over, even the pale fingertips were dripping with cold sweat.

Seeing this, Du Qinpei said angrily: "Yanzhou! Why are you treating Jiajia like this? You're just a badass. If she breaks it, at worst, ask her to buy it for you again!"

Fu Yanzhou restrained his anger in the bottom of his eyes, "Sorry, I like this noodle guy very much."

Tang Jia waved his hand, which was still trembling, "No, it's nothing. It's my fault that I acted as your face."

Fu Yanzhou didn't look at Tang Jia, his eyes fell on Du Qinpei's face, his voice was calm and indifferent, not as angry as before.

"If there is nothing else, I will leave first. The company still has something to do."

"Do you dare to give it a try?" Du Qinpei screamed sharply from behind, "Leave your sick mother alone, and you still deal with the company's affairs? Do you still have my mother in your heart?"

Fu Yanzhou was tired of hearing Du Qinpei's unreasonable troubles.He pursed the corners of his lips tightly, forming a straight line that was cold and full of frost.

"Mom, really don't think I don't know anything."

Fu Yanzhou left the ward without saying a word, and Du Qinpei couldn't help shouting behind him.

"Damn it!" Du Qinpei clenched his fists angrily and smashed the quilt hard to vent his anger.Tang Jia carefully stared at Du Qinpei, who was full of displeasure, and asked in a low voice, "Auntie, what Yanzhou said just now, do you know that you are pretending to be sick?"

Du Qinpei rolled his eyes, feeling good about himself that his acting skills in feigning illness are top-notch, he waved his hand impatiently, "Of course not, I've been feigning illness for so many years, can't I hide it from him?"

Tang Jia looked thoughtfully at the direction of Fu Yanzhou's departure, that's not necessarily the case... and Yanzhou is not a three-year-old child either.

Fu Yanzhou said that it was just an excuse to go back to the company to deal with affairs. When he got out of the hospital, he picked up his mobile phone and immediately asked Song Ming to report the current situation.

When Song Ming was busy how to hack into Qiao Zheng's computer, he received a call from Fu Yanzhou. Song Ming took a breath. He answered the phone nervously, hesitantly said: "Hello...Mr. Fu."

"What I asked you to do, did you do it well?"

Song Ming had a bitter face, "President, give me a few more days, Qiao Zheng is not an easy opponent."

He thought of several intrusion methods, but Qiao Zheng easily resolved them one by one, and even hacked his computer as a warning.

The first time Song Ming met such a strong opponent, he almost cried.

The desktop computer and the two laptops at home were hacked one by one by Qiao Zheng, and they were useless. The computer in his hand was still begging to borrow from his friend.

Fu Yanzhou frowned, "Is Qiao Zheng really that difficult to deal with?"

In his usual impression of Qiao Zheng, he didn't expect him to hide it.

"It's even harder."

If it is divided according to the game level, he is at level 99, and Qiao Zheng is a super god at level [-]!
Song Ming scratched his head anxiously, "Boss Fu, let's not talk about it, I will continue to think of a way."

After hanging up the phone, Song Ming began to concentrate on his preparations again. After a while, there was another quite desolate howling sound in the room.

Fu Yanzhou put down the phone, stretched out his hand to cover his abdomen, and felt a dull pain in the stomach, and the throbbing pain, although relatively subtle, was so painful that it was hard to ignore.

Stomach trouble again?

Fu Yanzhou rubbed the bridge of his nose irritably, probably because of the messy schedule again, which caused the stomach trouble to recur again.

Really unlucky.

"Qiao Zheng, you're almost late, are you still playing on the computer?"

Qin Luo frowned, stood at the door of the room, stared at Qiao Zheng typing on the computer, "Do you want the customer to wait for us?"

Qiao Zheng tapped a few times on the keyboard leisurely, and after successfully intercepting Song Ming's intrusion attack again, he stood up slowly, held the coffee in one hand, took a sip of the bitter taste, and responded lazily: " Don't worry, there's still an hour left."

Qin Luo sat on the sofa in the living room, sank deeply into the soft sofa, took out the teardrop-shaped necklace from his neck, stared at the photo in the amber, and there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes.

"William, Mom will be back soon."

It's only been a day of business trip, Qin Luo's mind is full of William, thinking about whether he eats on time, whether he goes to bed on time, for a moment, Qin Luo feels that it's not that William can't leave her, but that she can't do without William.

After all, William is her spiritual support.

Qiao Zheng's eyes were gentle, and he kept focusing on Qin Luo's necklace, and said, "Do you need me to ask someone to bring William with you?"

Qin Luo refused without thinking, "I'm on a business trip, finish the work quickly, and I can go back sooner."

Qiao Zheng frowned, touched his chin with his slender fingers, and said with a little regret: "Hurry up and finish it? This is a bit difficult. It may take several days."

Qin Luo was confused, "What's wrong?"

"This client is a bit difficult to deal with. I like to play pigeons. Even if I don't release pigeons, every time I talk about the contract, I will change the subject. I sent a lot of talents to get this client, but unfortunately they were defeated one by one, so It's just the two of us."

When Qin Luo heard this, she nodded calmly. She has worked for so many years, what kind of difficult client has she never seen?In the end, not all signed the contract one by one.

"Then it's not too late, let's set off quickly."

After a while, Qin Luo saw how difficult this client was, and within a few minutes of arriving at the appointment destination, Qiao Zheng received a text message on his cell phone.

Qiao Zheng glanced at it casually, with a helpless expression of "I expected it a long time ago", "There is bad news. The client said that today is his daughter's birthday, and it is not convenient to meet, so he postponed it until the afternoon of the day after tomorrow."

Qin Luo: "..." She clenched the phone tightly, almost choking it in half, "How can there be such an irresponsible customer!"

(End of this chapter)