Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

   Chapter 312 313 Melee

  Gentleman etiquette, advance and retreat become clear.

  Meng Qian's desire to control Fu Xiting has already been deeply rooted in him.

  He is in this position, and everything he does is related to his own vital interests, and Fu Xiting is one of his vital interests.

  A country cannot move without money, and Meng Qian knows this very well at this moment.

  He was courteous first and then soldiers, but he never thought that Fu Xiting was proud and arrogant.

   Not at all prepared to join forces with him.

   Exhausting all kinds of methods to practice various rhetoric, and letting many people lobby him are fruitless.

   It is said that toasting does not eat fine wine.

   After the ceremony, it is a soldier.

  Fu Xiting may not want to, but the Dongting Group in his hands cannot escape.

   Not being able to get the group in Fu Xiting's hands is not a setback for him. What really frustrates him is that when he fought wits and courage with Fu Xiting again and again, this person's strategy was obviously superior to his own.

  He predicted his own prediction, and every step he took seemed to be prepared long ago.

  Zhou Wentang has followed Meng Qian for more than a few years, watching him climb up from the initial position to the current position step by step. Of course, the support of the old man of the Meng family is indispensable along the way.

  His own ability is not inferior to anyone else, but judging from the experience of this period of time, there is still a difference between Meng Qian and Fu Xiting.

  Meng Qian is more like a serious child raised by a rich and noble family. All the plots and routines are probably on the right path.

   But Fu Xiting is like a wild child who grew up in the mountains, after many years of rebirth, he sat in the current high position.

  He has the backbone of a city man, but also has a wild way in the mountains.

  No matter what moves Meng Qian made, he could block them back.

   This is Meng Qian's frustration.

  Every step he took seemed to be within Fu Xiting's expectation.

   And Fu Xiting is indeed a master among demons and goblins.

  Jiang Yi woke up three days later.

   It just so happened that Fu Xiting was on his way back.

  Wen Sirui, who was sitting by the bed, was getting dazed by the September rain. Once it rained, the Yu Garden would be covered with a thin layer of mist.

  This layer of mist cannot be shaken away.

   It seems to be explaining everyone's mood during this time.

   Depressed and low.

  The road ahead is bleak, and there is no light in sight.

   "Ahem—," Yuyuan, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to be awakened suddenly by the sound of coughing.

  Wen Sirui woke up with a jerk, and the person who was leaning on the chair to catch sleep had to keep a movement, and his legs were numb.

   He jumped up and fell to his knees.

   But even so, because he was worried about Jiang Yi's safety, he still used all his hands and feet to crawl to Jiang Yi's side.

   "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

   "Water!" Jiang Yi murmured.

  Wen Sirui poured water, helped Jiang Yi get up and fed her half a glass of water.

   Qian Xingzhi, who was guarding the bedroom door, heard a knock on the door and came in, but the cup in Wen Sirui's hand was placed on the bedside table.

  At this moment, Jiang Yi felt that the intake was not as much as the output: "When is it?"

   "You slept for five days," Wen Sirui said eagerly.

  Five days!

  Seeing the confusion in Jiang Yi's eyes, Wen Sirui said, "Director Fu hasn't come back yet."

Qian Xingzhi stood aside and spoke in a low and cautious voice: "Because of Lin Qinghe's fear in his heart recently, and Zhao Ying whispering in his ears, saying that you are Jiang Fu, Lin Qinghe told Your Excellency the news, and Your Excellency As early as five or six years ago, I planned to get the Dongting Group, but Mr. Fu has no weakness in his hands, and he has not achieved this until your appearance."

"Mr. Fu planned to kill Lin Qinghe on the second day of negotiations in Southeast Asia, but your Excellency was in ambush and tried to kill everyone who went with Mr. Fu that day, so that Mr. Fu would return to China to bear the charges, and then the East Court The group got it."

   "However, Mr. Fu has seen through his scheme, and the two are still at a stalemate."

   "Guan Qing just called and said that your people have gone to Meng Shu's address. It seems that they want to coerce the emperor to order the princes to take Meng Shu to make Fu Dong disarm and surrender."

   "Naughty animal," Wen Sirui cursed angrily when he heard Qian Xingzhi's last words.

Instead, his eyes fell on the weak Jiang Yi: "Guan Qing said, Your Excellency used this to coerce Fu Dong to go to Southeast Asia for arms negotiations, and asked him to bring all the vice presidents of Dongting Group, several people from the Finance Department and the Risk Control Department. All the bosses mobilized, and half of the Dongting Group was named by him, so as to blackmail Fu Dong."

  Jiang Yi coughed continuously in the room.

   What I think of in my mind is Meng Qian.

  He is Fu Xiting's uncle.

   Sure enough, the Meng family did not have a good thing. There was Meng Shu before and Meng Qian after.

  They were all like boneless beasts, trying their best to eat Fu Xiting.

  Born into such a family, Fu Xiting must have committed crimes in his previous life and killed his whole family.

   "Jiang Yi—," Wen Sirui remained silent for a long time after seeing people, feeling a little nervous.

   stared at her with concern.

  Until the worry was about to turn into motivation, Jiang Yi said: "What else?"

   "On the day you fell into a coma, Director Fu ordered the mountain to be closed and no one was allowed to enter or leave Yuyuan Garden. During this period, you instigated Jiang Ze and his wife to come up."

   "It was blocked by us."

  When Qian Xingzhi told Jiang Yi about this, she was silent,

  It is really inappropriate to use the word instigation here.

  Jiang Yi knew early on that there might have been some kind of contractual relationship between Xiao Jiangze and Your Excellency.

   Moreover, this contractual relationship was reached across the old man of the Jiang family.

   Meng Qian wanted to control Fu Xiting, so he would naturally exhaust everyone around him.

  And all the people around me are more real than the person next to the pillow.

  She doesn't sympathize with Jiang Ze, no matter what Jiang Ze experiences in the future, whether he is dead or alive, she doesn't care, what she sympathizes with is Yi Tian, ​​the mother who is dedicated to her child.

  Yi Tian only wanted to be a simple mother, but she didn't expect to be pushed away by others in the deep whirlpool, sinking along with the torrent of this era.

  The person who led her to happiness back then is now leading her to hell.

   Regardless of the betrayal of his parents, he married Jiang Ze, thinking that he could be alone forever, but now?

  Fu Xiting ah Fu Xiting.

  You are proud and arrogant, and you don’t go with the power, but you are not chased by the power in the end?

  Such scenes are too familiar.

   Isn’t the former Jiang Fu the current Fu Xiting?

  Thinking that he was a high-spirited and maverick and wanted to open up a new path, and wanted to use his own power to turn things around and get a clean reputation, but he didn't expect to die in the hands of those people.

  History is always surprisingly similar.

   And Fu Xiting, the man who once laughed at him, is now in his place.

   Feng Shui turns?

   Is it sympathy or gratification?

   "Is there any news from Zou Yin?"

  Qian Xingzhi and Wen Sirui were startled, obviously, neither of them thought of going to Zou Yin: "No."

   “No news is the best news.”

   "Even if you find Zou Yin, you won't find anything. I'm worried about Jiang Ze."

  Yi Tian and Zou Yin will not be dazzled by these flowers and willows.

   On the contrary, Jiang Ze is now focusing on fame and fortune.

   I'm afraid that he will plunge everyone into the abyss for the so-called fame and fortune.

   "Shall I mention him?" Qian Xingzhi asked.

   "If Fu Xiting hasn't come back, don't go down the mountain casually. It's hard to say who will fall into whose hands and become someone's handle."

   "He didn't let us go down the mountain, which means he has his own arrangements. What we have to do now is not to hold him back. Let's just stay in Yu Garden honestly!"

  Jiang Yi's words were indifferent, but they did make sense.

   "I'll lie down for a while."

  Qian Xingzhi and Wen Sirui looked at each other, and it seemed that Jiang Yi didn't want to worry too much about this matter at this time.

Qian Xingzhi looked at Jiang Yi with worried eyes. Jiang Yi just closed his eyes and only listened to Qian Xingzhi's words: "You should be more experienced than Mr. Fu in dealing with this kind of matter. Jiang Yi and the conflict between husband and wife are conflicts between husband and wife, but this time At this moment, you should work together to tide over the difficulties. If you have any problems, wait until the immediate predicament is resolved. You can get a divorce or whatever you want."

   "Fu Xiting had no choice but to go to Southeast Asia to protect you. If anything happened to him, you wouldn't be able to run away. You know very well that you two are in a relationship."

  Qian Xingzhi's persuasion is not without reason.

   Even Wen Sirui, who was looking towards Jiang Yi, agreed.

  If anything happens, those who follow Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi will fall into the abyss.

  Qian Xingzhi thought that Jiang Yi would argue, but—she didn't.

  Jiang said very lightly: "Let Li Xing find Guan Qing."

   "Let him listen to Fu Xiting's arrangement."

  The other things, Fu Xiting will plan by himself.

  Only this one, the people in Fu Xiting's hands are not as good as himself.

  ……..

   Villa.

  Wen Qi was startled when she saw the person standing in front of her. Standing at the door, she was at a loss for a moment: "Who are you looking for?"

   "We are Your Excellency's people. We will take Ms. Meng to the presidential palace."

   Something flashed in Wen Qi's eyes.

   "Unfortunately, Ms. Meng is not feeling well today and has already rested."

   Wen Qi is postponing.

   "Please ask the housekeeper to wake up Ms. Meng and come with us."

   "It's really embarrassing. I think you all know that Ms. Meng is not in good health and can't stand the toss." Wen Qi didn't retreat half a step.

  The other party, on the other hand, didn't seem to accept this at all.

   "If you're in trouble, I'm in trouble too. It's better for us not to make things difficult for each other, what did the housekeeper say?"

  The guard's attitude is very strong, and he doesn't care about Wen Qi's rhetoric at all.

  They always remember that the purpose of their visit today is to take Ms. Meng to the airport.

   "I'm sorry," Wen Qi said lightly.

The guard's face turned cold, seeing that Wen Qi refused to give in, he became annoyed, and stretched out his hands to pull her away and was about to rush into the house. Wen Qi stood at the door and shouted angrily: "Didn't you see the reporter squatting in the yard?" ? Or do you mean you don't care if you get exposed?"

   "Do you have evidence that you are Your Excellency's people?"

   "The police are already at the door," as soon as Wen Xi finished speaking, the courtyard door was kicked open, and a group of people in uniform rushed in frantically to meet their gaze.

   "There is no kingly law in broad daylight? Others are buying and selling by force, and you are robbing people?"

   "We are Your Excellency's people."

  The guard looked at the group of people rushing in with defensive eyes.

   "Coincidentally, so are we."

"you--."

   "You want to fool us with empty words? I don't care who you are, but we really have to care about you breaking into other people's homes now."

  The leader waved his hand, and in an instant, the two sides scuffled together.

  The scene was chaotic for a while.

  Wen Qi took advantage of the chaos to enter the house and closed the door to prevent the melee outside from entering the house.

  Seeing that the time given by you is coming soon, and they are still fighting with the policeman in the villa at this moment.

  The guard was furious for a while, and raised his hand to fire his gun as a signal.

  The scuffle stopped for a moment.

   But it was only for a moment.

  The moment the two people realized it, they continued to fight and went to one place, drawing guns in the downtown area, which itself is illegal in this peaceful era.

   But even if it was illegal, they did it.

  Things have gotten to the point of tearing faces, and they don't have any reason to stop.

  Who isn't for the rest of his life?

seven thirty.

  Fu Xiting's plane landed at Capital Airport.

  According to the strategy, Fu Xiting wanted to pretend to be someone who was seriously injured for the country.

   Fu Xiting performed all the way back from Southeast Asia.

  It was to suppress Meng Qian's face at the airport.

  A large number of reporters at the scene waited for a long time, and they flocked to see people coming out.

  Long guns and short cannons came up for a moment, Fu Xiting looked around and landed on the black Lincoln not far away.

   Seven or eight cars were spread out one by one, and they parked neatly on the side of the road.

   It's too shocking.

   "Director Fu, how do you feel about this trip?"

  The reporter's question was thrown out.

  Fu Xiting looked back at the camera with a smile: "The prosperity of the country cannot be separated from any one person. I express my regret to the Ministry of Forestry."

   "There are rumors that you were seriously injured in Southeast Asia, how are you?"

  The reporters watched as this formerly powerful business tycoon was pushed out in a wheelchair.

  For a while, I was deeply touched.

   Fu Xiting, facing the reporter's question, just nodded and smiled: "It will get better."

  The reporter asked again: "Are you going to Southeast Asia this time personally or nationally?"

  Fu Xiting responded ambiguously: "The Dongting Group is not qualified to conduct arms negotiations."

   "That means representing the country?"

   "Does Director Fu have anything to say to the camera?"

  “Every generation has its mission. If I stand in this position and my mission is to contribute to the country, then I am absolutely obliged.”

  Fu Xiting pretended that I was only interested in the country, and the reporters at the scene almost shouted Long live Fu Dong.

  Whether this is true or not is not important, what is important is that Fu Xiting achieved what he wanted to achieve.

   "Fucking shit," the man in Lincoln's car, who had always controlled his emotions, kicked to the front seat.

   Anger was burning in his heart, Zhou Wentang, the co-pilot, was kicked so hard that all his hairs stood on end.

   "If he, Fu Xiting, is really dedicated to serving the country, how could he have such a deed—"

  (end of this chapter)