President's Private Spoil Rule

Before Fu Qingyu met Zuo Shaoqing, there was only one thing in her life, that is, to find the Green Eagle and black Ruyi, shake the Green Eagle Gang, become the first godmother in the history of the Mafia in country y, and reach the peak of her life.

After meeting Zuo Shaoqing, her life was much more the same. She accepted Zuo Shaoqing as her husband. But this ideal is more difficult than finding Heiyu Ruyi. No matter how dogged she was, Zuo Shaoqing remained unmoved. Now that the two countries are separated, the chances are even more slim.

That day, Fu Qingyu was forced by little white dragon, one of the "Four Heavenly Kings", to read the reports sent by each division in her study. Looking at the dense words, her head grew big. Knowing that Ruyi wanted to see these things when she got the black jade, she would rather be a puppet all her life.

It's good to be a puppet. You don't have to do anything. A bunch of old men are still happy. Now, the old men are not happy, and she is not happy reading the documents.

Obviously, the underworld should be happy with gratitude and hatred. Now it seems more boring than going to school.

"No, no, it's too hot. I'll go out and buy smoothie." Fu Qingyu pushed the document onto the desk and supported it with his hand. His body had fallen flexibly on the other side of the desk.

A white shadow floated over, and a glass of smoothie was handed to Fu Qingyu, "smoothie."

Fu Qingyu saw the cold face of the owner of the arm along the smoothie and said with a smile, "little white dragon, I'd better do this rough job of buying smoothie myself in the future. You are the gold medal killer of our Green Eagle gang. " He touched his hand holding the smoothie and tut tut exclaimed, "look, this slender jade hand has slender fingers. It is clearly a natural hand to kill with a sword. Take the smoothie... "He rolled down the smoothie in the man's hand and smiled," what a pity, isn't it? "

Bai Xiaolong gave her a cold look and corrected, "my name is Bai Xiaolong!"

Fu Qingyu waved casually, "don't care about this." Put a big mouthful of smoothie in his mouth and looked around, "where's the mastiff?"

How can she sneak out to fight when the most effective younger brother is absent and no one cooperates.

speak of the devil.

The mastiff's anxious and flustered voice came in from outside the door, "boss, boss, big things are bad, big things are bad."

Oh, finally.

Fu Qingyu coughed softly, straightened his posture, and gave the mastiff a "serious" look at the door, "calm down, what's the matter? Talk slowly."

The upright posture is quite like that of the sect leader.

"Boss, boss is bad. Two bartenders in our bar were taken away and two fingers were chopped off when they left." The mastiff shivered and opened a handkerchief in his hand, revealing two bloody fingers inside.

Without looking at it, Fu Qingyu turned directly to Bai Xiaolong and said righteously, "little Bai Long, now people have bullied us. If I don't show up again, no one will pay attention to our Green Eagle gang in the future. "

White Bruce Lee calmly sat down in his position and analyzed expressionless, "although the leader has mastered black Ruyi, he has not mastered the hearts of the people. Although this is a small matter, the guild leader can win the hearts of the people by coming forward in person. " Nodded. "You go."

Fu Qingyu swallowed her saliva, pressed down the joy at the bottom of her heart, and looked depressed, "that document..."

"Wait until the guild leader comes back."

Although it's a little far from the ideal answer of "I'll help the guild leader deal with it", whatever he does, sneak out first.

Independent air is good.

Fu Qingyu patted the dog's emaciated shoulder heavily and smiled obscene, "I said, the play was good. He said, "if you want anything, the boss will buy it for you."

"Boss..."

The mastiff wiped his sweat. As soon as he was about to speak, he saw Fu Qingyu pinch his two fingers and point to the handkerchief. The bitter mouth woman sincerely taught him, "you should also use snacks to make props next time. Who have you seen cut your fingers like this?" Pointing to the three cuts on the finger, "did you cut it several times? Are you out of this vision? " He patted him hard on the back of the head. "Fortunately, little white dragon didn't see it, or I would be dead."

He picked up the handkerchief with his two fingers, threw it back at will, inserted his hands into his trouser pocket, and felt out the car key. "Go, boss, take you for a ride. Is there a girl you like? The boss will help you catch up. "

The mastiff dog looked at the broken finger thrown away by Fu Qingyu on the ground in shock, and the sweat on his forehead was even worse.

"Old, boss, that's not a way or a prop. Yes, it's true, real fingers. "

"Yes, you did really..." Fu Qingyu suddenly recovered and opened his eyes, "what? Is it true that anyone dares to cut people on Laozi's territory? "

"Yes, yes." The mastiff swallowed saliva, looked at the broken finger on the ground and asked, "I, do I want to pick it up?"

"I'm C, so you didn't say it earlier." Fu Qingyu jumped into the sports car quickly. "I'm stunned. I don't want to get on the bus."

"Yes, yes."

The mastiff quickly picked up the handkerchief on the ground and ran into the car. He looked sideways at Fu Qingyu's excited face, swallowed his saliva and tried to explain, "old man, boss, I always said."

You don't believe it.

On the way, Fu Qingyu understood the situation with the mastiff dog. When she arrived at the address left by the other party, she frowned tightly, "mastiff dog, are you right? It's the people on the black market who make trouble? "

The black market belongs to yerui, and the jade Ruyi is also obtained by yerui for her. It is reasonable to say that night Rui has no reason to smash her field.

The mastiff nodded. "Yes, that's what they said." Some hesitated and asked, "boss, why don't we ask little white dragon and red clothes to help?"

"No." Fu Qingyu patted his chest, "the guild leader has just taken office. It's time to show his ability."

On the bright side of the black market is a bar with a mixture of good and bad people. If it's not on the mixed road, I don't know that this is the entrance to the black market.

The black market is the underworld in the underworld. The casino only gambles allin and murders only take big jobs... In short, in addition to drugs, anyone else in the underworld dares to take or do anything, the black market dares to do. Moreover, only the black market can do it.

Because it involves a large number and involves a wide range, the incision into the black market is often changed.

Fu Qingyu didn't bother to find someone to check the incision. He stood in the middle of the bar and threw those two fingers that were not pasted by cande to the bar. "Let your boss come out and say that I'm Fu Qingyu."

The bartender wiped the two fingers into the dustbin with a rag and pointed upstairs.

Fu Qingyu ran away, kicked open the open door and cried out, "boss night, I've done everything you asked me to do. What do you mean the man who cut me? "

The huge office was silent. She turned around with her back to her boss's chair. A handsome face smiled gently at her, "it's me who moves you."

The gentle smile seems to be the warm sun in March, which makes people drunk and drooling.