President's Private Spoil Rule

Fu Qingyu looked at the old lady's dignified appearance and clicked in her heart.

Zuo Shaoqing almost overturned the whole Zuo's news in order to chase Chris yoyo. It once occupied the first place in the aristocratic lace news for two consecutive years, so

When Fu Qingyu thought of the old lady watching the news in the secret room of the Kress family, she had to carry a stool and smash the TV, and her eyebrows jumped.

After thinking about it, I think I still have to explain, "in fact, Zuo Shao chasing Zuo Xiaoyou is false. It was major Zuo who wanted to help Zuo Xiaoyou gain a foothold in the Kress family and win Zuo Xun's trust that he deliberately did so. " Seeing the old lady, Fu Qingyu thought, "Mom, you have to think so. When Zuo Shao likes Zuo Xiaoyou, he can lose his fortune. What if one day I pursue success, he likes me? He can also go bankrupt for money, can't he? "

Fu Qingyu touched her nose and carefully observed the old lady's reaction.

The old lady frowned at her words, immersed herself in her own world and meditated on something.

Fu Qingyu winked at the mastiff and motioned him to say.

The mastiff was reluctant, but he couldn't hold the progressive dangerous information in Fu Qingyu's eyes. He obediently put his head together, "old lady..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pinched in the face by the old lady's small dry hand and pushed aside.

Through the mastiff, the old lady looked at Fu Qingyu behind him and swept her face thoughtfully. While watching, he looked dignified and said, "hang!"

"What do you mean?" Fu Qingyu asked nervously in a cold sweat.

The old lady's fingers gestured back and forth on her, "Zuo Shaoqing likes Zuo Xiaoyou, a woman who looks soft and weak but brave and resourceful. But look at you. If you're weak, don't say it. You're brave and resourceless. "

The old lady "tut" shook her head, "Zuo Shaoqing likes you as well."

Fu Qingyu's face collapsed. "Mom, you're really my mother."

The old lady ignored the depression on her face, raised her eyebrows, slapped her on the table, and her small body was domineering, "but I, Chang Yulian's daughter, can't do anything. Not to mention just a man. "

Fu Qingyu immediately sat down beside her, "it's almost the same." He rubbed his hands and looked obscene at the old lady, "Mom, do you have anything, that, good strategies for chasing men, to share."

The old lady's face immediately smiled into a flower, "that's necessary. That's how I took your father down."

Roar, there's something. Fu Qingyu touched a handful of figs and stared at his old lady with shining eyes, listening to the old things buried in the high valley. He shook his head from time to time, "no, no, my father had nothing at that time, so you can help him become famous. But Zuo Shaoqing is now successful. He doesn't need my help. "

"Stupid! No matter how successful you are, there are difficult problems to solve. Just like your father, didn't he have a conflict of interest after he mastered the Green Eagle Gang? Use your head, think about what Zuo Shaoqing is doing now, and help him well. "

The old lady yawned and stood up. "I'm sleepy. I'm going to bed." When he left, he glanced at Fu Qingyu, "keep your hair. How do you look like a man. No man wants to like men. "

After the old lady left, Fu Qingyu looked at the mastiff, "you said, what is Zuo Shaoqing doing now? We can help?"

The mastiff thought for a moment, "I don't know what Zuo Shaoqing does. But I think those residual forces of black market mercenaries are bothering him now. "

Fu Qingyu patted her thigh, "OK, that's it. We'll help him find out the residual forces of all mercenaries. Start with our Green Eagle. " "I'm Fu Qingyu's man. I protect him. No one can go to him for trouble."

The mastiff shrinks its neck. "What if it's really found out and related to those old men?"

"Take care of it. Take back the power in your hand and redistribute it. "

Three months later, the black market.

Zuo Shaoqing sat in the office. Across the desk and on the snow-white carpet lay a man covered with blood. His face was blurred, but the dark sword that spread from his arrogant arm to the back of his hand on his left arm was very clear.

"Young master, seven mercenaries have been sent from the Green Eagle gang in the past three months." Mei looked at Zuo Shaoqing and said unexpectedly, "I didn't expect that Fu Gang leader was quite capable."

Zuo Shaoqing stood up, "take people down and check Fu Qingyu's next trip."

He is also checking, but the progress is not as fast as her. He was curious about how she found people.

That night, the "night shadow club" under the name of the Green Eagle gang.

Zuo Shaoqing sat in the VIP box on the third floor and watched the crowds downstairs, but Fu Qingyu didn't show up for a long time.

"Is the schedule accurate?" Zuo Shaoqing smiled at the corners of her lips, but there was a faint tired look in her eyebrows.

"Accurate..." the phantom was saying, and walked into a vast group of people at the door. His eyes brightened, "young master, here you are."

Zuo Shaoqing also saw that Fu Qingyu had never appeared in front of him in the past three months, except that he threw a man at the door of the black market every once in a while.

She seems to have changed, but she doesn't seem to have changed.

The hair that had not reached the ear had fallen to the neck. It may be that it was inconvenient to stay in the sea. The hair in front of the forehead was tied into a bundle at the top of the hair, revealing two heroic eyebrows.

White clothes and black pants, with thick gauze wrapped around the palm, are very handsome

Zuo Shaoqing's eyebrows jumped and hurt? Her current identity, someone dares to hurt her!

But soon he knew how she was hurt.

Fu Qingyu walked into the gate and stood upright. One meter seven tall, standing in front of a group of men more than one meter eight, is still the most conspicuous one. She hooked the mastiff on one side, "old rules, end."

"Yes, boss." The mastiff raised the speaker in his hand, "the Green Eagle gang leader has a routine inspection. Please continue to finish."

The man in black behind him had carried out a long table and blocked it at the door. On the table, there were a pile of wine and a pile of thick money.

The mastiff went on, "go one by one. Everyone who comes to the door must drink a glass of wine. Each drink is 100 dollars. Everyone line up. "

Fu Qingyu's lips were slightly hooked, "let the brother at the back door leave snacks."

"Yes."

With wine and money, although the carnival was stopped, it was a little uncomfortable, but everyone could get a compensation of $100, and everyone's resentment was light.

Most people are willing to drink. If they don't, Fu Qingyu directly ordered people to squeeze their mouth and pour it down.

Until someone came bloody from the back door, "guild leader, people escaped from the back door and our people were injured."

Fu Qingyu looked at the mastiff, "arrange someone to send the injured brother to the hospital. You stay here to continue the investigation and avoid them from luring the tiger away from the mountain. "

The mastiff dog grabbed it and said, "master, I'll go with you."

Fu Qingyu slapped and shouted, "why don't you go with me? What if there's still waiting to get out here?! Fool! "

Zuo Shaoqing's palm tightened. It turned out that this was her way.