Husband is so arrogant

Chapter 330 What Can I Do?

Fujiwara Mochizuki blushed, covered his cheeks, and yelled at Fujiwara Kazuyo: "Brother! You hit me! You hit me because of this kind of thing! You are not my brother at all! My brother has been won't hit me!"

"You! It should be said that you are not a child of the Fujiwara family! Look at what you have done! You know that you have nothing to do for your own love all day long! You are trying to bring down the Fujiwara family!"

As Fujiwara Kazuyo said, he stretched out his hand and wanted to hit Fujiwara Mochizuki again, but seeing Fujiwara Mochizuki's pitiful appearance, Fujiwara Kazuyo finally couldn't do it.

Fujiwara Kazuyo's hand stopped in mid-air in such an embarrassing way.

Fujiwara Mochizuki sneered: "You still want to hit me, don't you!"

As Fujiwara Mochizuki said, he pushed Fujiwara Yoyo hard, and then rushed back to his room.

Hearing the sound of the huge stepping on the stairs and the heart-piercing crying from Fujiwara Mochizuki's room, Fujiwara Kazuyo also had the helplessness of Fujiwara Kazuyo.

Fujiwara Kazuyo no longer has time to estimate Fujiwara Mochizuki, the first thing he did was to call his assistant, and said in a cold voice: "Pay close attention to the official website, and delete all videos about Fujiwara Mochizuki, and do not allow them to spread go out."

After Kazuyo Fujiwara confessed to his assistant, he also explained to the PR department: "Handle all the issues related to the second lady's reputation to the outside world, and don't cause any losses to the companies under the Fujiwara family. I don't want to see the stocks of the Fujiwara family because The matter of the second lady slipped."

"Finally, tell the secretary and inform all the high-level cadres to gather in the company's conference room in 10 minutes. Everything is indispensable!"

As Fujiwara Kazuyo said, he quickly walked out of the villa, pushed the door hard, and made a loud noise when it closed.

Hearing the huge "bang" sound of closing the door, Fujiwara Mochizuki cried even harder.

When Fujiwara Mochizuki was in a daze, Fujiwara Mochizuki's phone ringing echoed in the living room, Fujiwara Mochizuki was taken aback, quickly grabbed the phone, and shouted at the phone: "Brother."

"Miss Fujiwara..."

A slightly old voice came from the phone, Fujiwara Mochizuki was taken aback, and asked, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man on the other side of the phone didn't answer Fujiwara Mochizuki's question, and continued: "You don't need to worry about who I am, you can go online to see news about you, and you can consider whether you want to cooperate with me."

Fujiwara Mochizuki looked puzzled, and finally turned on the computer apprehensively.

The opening made Fujiwara Mochizuki's eyes stunned.

I can't find my video on the Internet at all, and the news of the video has begun to be diluted by a large number of trolls. All kinds of news about Fujiwara Mochizuki are developing in a positive direction.

Fujiwara Mochizuki held his mobile phone tightly, looked at the address on the text message, and came to a small coffee shop in a remote location in the south of the city.

When going out, Fujiwara Mochizuki deliberately wore a loose dress and a hat with a big brim, for fear that others would recognize her.

Soon, Fujiwara Mochizuki came to the coffee shop that appeared on the text message.

Pushing open the door and entering the coffee shop, Mochizuki Fujiwara found that one of the people sitting in front of him was his brother, Kazuyo Fujiwara.

And the other person turned out to be Wen Jianhui.

"Why are you here!" Fujiwara Mochizuki looked at Wen Jianhui coldly, with an expression of disapproval.

But Wen Jianhui was not angry, but had a faint smile on his face.

Fujiwara Kazuyo hurriedly roared Fujiwara Mochizuki, and said loudly: "Mochizuki! You can't be so rude, Wen is always the nobleman of our family."

"Your honor?" Fujiwara Mochizuki was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "What honorable man. What are you talking about?"

Wen Jianhui waved his hand and said to Fujiwara Mochizuki, "Sit down, let's talk slowly."

"I call you brother and sister today. There is no other meaning. The main thing is to see if you two are willing to follow me. Now that the Fujiwara family is gone, as long as you are willing to follow me, you will definitely not be treated badly."

Listening to Wen Jianhui's words, Kazuyo Fujiwara frowned and said, "Thank you for your kindness, sir, but we don't plan to cooperate with you, after all, the Fujiwara family is the heart and soul of our Fujiwara family."

Before Kazuyo Fujiwara finished speaking, Wen Jianhui waved his hand to prevent Kazuyo Fujiwara from continuing.

"I wonder if Mr. Fujiwara has misunderstood something. I just want Ms. Fujiwara to work in my brokerage company. As for the Fujiwara family, I will also help. I really have no interest in the Fujiwara family."

Fujiwara Kazuyo and Fujiwara Mochizuki looked at each other, Fujiwara Mochizuki nodded, and then asked: "Then what do you want me to do for you?"

Wen Jianhui nodded, and continued: "Actually, there is no need to do anything. I have a little bit of trouble with Wen Yimo and Gu Jianyan. I think our cooperation could not be better."

After hearing this, Fujiwara Mochizuki sneered: "Aren't you Wen Yimo's second uncle? You have a grudge against Wen Yimo, do you think I will believe it?"

"Actually, you can decide whether you believe it or not. The Fujiwara family is now in your hands."

After Wen Jianhui finished speaking, he ignored Fujiwara Mochizuki and was about to get up and leave, but Fujiwara Mochizuki suddenly shouted at Wen Jianhui: "Wait a minute, I agree with what you said, I can do whatever you want!"

"I said, I don't need you to do anything." Wen Jianhui didn't look back, left Fujiwara Mochizuki with a back and such a sentence, and then left the coffee shop.

Wen Yimo was sitting on the sofa at home, fiddling with the computer in his hand, frowning more and more, and finally couldn't bear to call Zhuo Wei.

"What's going on, Fujiwara Mochizuki was inexplicably whitewashed? The Fujiwara family can't rise again, otherwise Jian Yan will be very tired." Wen Yimo said anxiously.

Zhuo Wei on the opposite side paused, comforted Wen Yimo and said, "You'd better worry about yourself now, because I found out that the person who helped the Fujiwara family was Wen Jianhui."

"Wen Jianhui just propped up the Fujiwara family so that it would barely collapse and would not pose a threat to Gu Jianyan, but I discovered another major event, which poses a great threat to you."

"What can I do?" Wen Yimo asked seriously.

"Because I found out that Fujiwara Mochizuki went to Wen Jianhui's brokerage company to sign a contract, probably to help Wen Jianhui deal with you, so you must pay attention."

Zhuo Wei's tone was very serious, which made Wen Yimo nervous. He and Zhuo Wei studied the elements again, and Wen Yimo hung up the phone worriedly.

Gu Jianyan opened the door and looked at Wen Yimo with a smile on his face, but Wen Yimo could clearly see that Gu Jianyan's smile didn't reach his eyes.

Wen Yimo stepped forward to help Gu Jianyan pull down his suit jacket, and asked caringly: "How is the matter of the Fujiwara family resolved? Has it become difficult again?"

Gu Jianyan looked back at Wen Yimo, pinched Wen Yimo's little nose, and said, "When did you become so caring? Why do you like to care about the company's affairs so much?"

Wen Yimo muttered with some displeasure: "I just saw that you don't look good at all, so I knew something must have happened to you, and I also care about you."

"I know you care about me." Gu Jianyan said this, hugged Wen Yimo, and pulled Wen Yimo into her arms.

"The matter of the Fujiwara family has been resolved relatively well, but the Fujiwara family has found a backer, which makes me feel a little tricky. Fujiwara Kazuyo got it; uh, the support of your second uncle Wen Jianhui, and now the entire company is maintaining it half-deadly."

"It feels like your second uncle doesn't intend to help Kazuyo Fujiwara, but I just don't know what kind of medicine is sold in your second uncle's gourd. It's too unpredictable."

Wen Yimo pursed his mouth and said angrily, "Stop talking nonsense, he is not my second uncle!"

"If you say no, it's not, but now we have a more important thing to do. We have to choose a dress that fits. Now that the season has changed, I guess those dresses you used to be from last year. It's time to order a new batch. dress."

As Gu Jianyan said, she was about to drag Wen Yimo out, and then said: "You probably haven't eaten, so let's go to have dinner by the way, and we'll talk about the specifics as we go."

Before Wen Yimo nodded, Gu Jianyan had already made a decision.

The two of them said while they were eating: "Wen Jianhui didn't know what he was thinking again. He held a very grand wine tasting party and invited some well-known celebrities in this circle, as well as quite a few reporters."

"That's why you're going to choose a dress?" Wen Yimo put down his chopsticks and asked back.

Gu Jianyan nodded and said: "This time, besides me, you are among the people invited, and there are even Han Zhengyu and others."

"Is Zhengyu included?" Wen Yimo was slightly surprised.

Gu Jianyan nodded heavily, and Wen Yimo stopped talking, and the two of them were all immersed in the strange circle of "what exactly Wen Jianhui wants to do".

The two of them ate a meal without any taste, and they almost had nothing to say.

Wen Yimo took Gu Jianyan's hand and walked in the city center where there were so expensive first-tier brands that he had no friends to choose a dress for Gu Jianyan.

As always, the salesperson recommended this or that for Gu Jianyan, and even wanted Gu Jianyan to try on this dress, completely treating Wen Yimo as air.

Gu Jianyan just held Wen Yimo's hand tightly, and asked with a smile, "How is it, do you like it?"

Wen Yimo shook his head expressionlessly. If it was the past, Wen Yimo would have ridiculed Gu Jianyan at this time, and by the way brought those dog-legged salesmen with him, and those salesmen who ridiculed were red-faced.

But today Wen Yimo was so preoccupied that he was in no mood to pay attention to Gu Jianyan and those dog-legged salesmen.

Wen Yimo casually pulled out a long dress, glanced at the five-figure price tag below, looked up at Gu Jianyan and asked, "You mean that Han Zhengyu is going there too?"

"Yes, Han Zhengyu is also one of the invited members."

Gu Jianyan said that she was playing, she glanced at the skirt in Wen Yimo's hand, and asked with a smile on her face, "Are you going to see Han Zhengyu wearing this skirt?"

Wen Yimo gave Gu Jianyan a blank look, then handed the dress to the salesperson, and turned to pick out another dress.

"Let Rocky attend with Zhengyu, don't you think the dress just now suits Rocky well?"

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(End of this chapter)