His Sweet Embrace

Jinyue smiles sweetly. She learned from Xing Sen about this move. She has understood the truth that she doesn't hit the smiling face.

"Yes, all uncles are K. The merit of N chaebol must have different opinions on what the super mall takes over, but these years K. N chaebol has become the best in the industry. Needless to say, my uncles know the most. Since childhood, my father told me that we should weigh our own pounds before we want to reverse a certain thing. What does uncle Qin think? "

Jinyue asked another shareholder calmly, with the demeanor of the president's wife. The meaning of this remark has been very clear. The super mall's taking over is Fu zhanting's decision, which is already a certainty. No matter how much these shareholders can read, they have no ability to change this decision.

Fu zhanting's smile deepened. His little woman can always surprise him again and again.

The named shareholder Qin's forehead was sweating. He looked at Jinyue with a smile and said along with Jinyue: "what Miss Su said is reasonable. I'm old and hungry. I'm ready to go to huaiwanglou for dinner. Next time, uncle Qin will be the host. Miss Su must enjoy it!"

"Of course, uncle Qin's treat. It's my great honor."

What Jinyue does on the scene is in place. When it's time to enter, you should never be polite. When it's time to retreat, you should also go down the steps. A lot of things are enough.

"OK, OK, that's settled." Qin shareholder was almost scared into a cold sweat. When he didn't see Fu zhanting on the screen, he already knew that Jin Yue's words and deeds at this moment were acquiesced by Fu zhanting.

He and Wang took the lead and got up first.

"Break up the meeting."

Fu zhanting appeared in the camera and said these two words coldly.

When his voice fell, Jinyue directly picked up the remote control on one side and turned off the display.

Then, she left the remote control in some anger and looked at Fu zhanting in front of her, "can you eat now?"

Fu zhanting laughed and reached out to pinch the tip of her nose. "Mrs. Fu, you saved your husband."

As Jin Yue said, these shareholders are K. The merit of N chaebol and the proportion of shares held by N chaebol are quite large. They play a decisive role in the chaebol. In addition, they are friends of his parents. They are all his elders. It is unreasonable to disobey their elders in love and reason. As for their various suggestions, they are of no use.

"You are so powerful, why do you need me to rescue you? They are your elders, so what should be done on the scene, Fu Shao has not fallen, otherwise how can they talk for four hours... "

Fu zhanting smiled and touched her little head. His back was hurt. Raising his hand would still hurt.

Brocade month sees his eyebrow tiny Cu, some worry of voice way: "you don't move, you have a wound on the back. I don't know how you've lasted these four hours! "

"Played a few games." Then Fu zhanting handed the mobile phone to Jinyue and proudly raised his lips, "what's the record?"

Jinyue looked and almost won.

"Childish!" She said so, but she burst out laughing.

If those shareholders knew that Fu zhanting didn't listen to them for four hours, but played games under their noses, they would be angry and their blood pressure would rise?!

"Naive?" Fu zhanting twitched slightly at the corners of his mouth, and his smile immediately disappeared, "that's a little serious."

Jin Yue's expression suddenly became nervous and asked, "what?"

"Who allowed you to get out of bed?"

"I, I'm not trying to threaten those shareholders? In the final analysis, it's all for Fu Shao. " Jinyue will let Fu zhanting carry the pot again.

"Don't even cherish yourself for me?"

"You haven't eaten for so long, how can you care about yourself..." she whispered, then reached out and gently poked his strong chest, "it's for you, and you're so cruel to me..."

Fu zhanting smiled with satisfaction, bowed his head and kissed her lips, "fierce you? Where am I willing? "

Brocade month blinked to blink that pair of bright eyes, some stay Leng to hope him.

"Smile." He rubbed her sweet lips with his fingers, and his low voice had irresistible power.

Jinyue saw his handsome unmarried face, his smile was difficult to restrain, and the corner of his mouth suddenly rose in a beautiful arc.

"Well, just meet people like this."

"Ah?" Brocade month doesn't understand of looking at him, make a voice to ask a way, "have a guest to want to come?"

Fu zhanting looked at her with a smile, picked up the mobile phone placed on one side and made a call directly.

"Housekeeper Fu, send someone to push the wheelchair in."

"Yes." Housekeeper Fu answered and said, "Fu Shao, the people have arrived. Arrange for them to sit in the restaurant."

"Yes."

After the phone hung up, the servant pushed the wheelchair into the study and said respectfully, "Fu Shao, young grandma."

Fu zhanting nodded slightly, and then took her into the wheelchair.

Jin Yue immediately shouted nervously, "Fu zhanting, you have a wound on your back!"

"It's not a problem to hold you with this little injury."

Jinyue looked at him angrily. He was so understatement every time. Is it a small injury when he was shot in the back?!

Fu zhanting told the servant, "wait at the door."

"Yes." The servant nodded, bowed and immediately went to the door of the study.

He sat in a single sofa on one side, straightened her wheelchair and faced each other.

"No matter what you know later, don't be angry with me, huh?"

Jin Yue blinked and asked, "Fu Shao is giving me a preventive injection?"

"In order to avoid his wife getting angry." To put it bluntly, she cares about her joys and sorrows.

"Who are the guests downstairs? What will you tell me? " Jinyue really didn't understand. She looked at Fu zhanting in front of her in a daze, but she was curious.

But who knows, he just smiled and was ready to get up and push the wheelchair to take her downstairs.

"I'll do it myself!" Jinyue worried that his arms would affect the wound on his back, and immediately made a noise to stop it.

Fu zhanting looked at her so nervous. He knew how much she cared about herself. He smiled and raised his lips and ordered the servant at the door to "push grandma downstairs."

"Yes, Fu Shao." The servant nodded respectfully, and then immediately pushed the wheelchair towards the elevator.

Fu zhanting was on the side of Jinyue. It didn't look like he was injured at all. His sight always fell on Jinyue.

If it weren't for his strength, it would involve the back injury. The little woman was worried about his wound and wouldn't let him hold it. How could he be willing to let her sit in a wheelchair? Even if she goes to the bathroom, he has to do it himself!