President's Private Spoil Rule

The driver played by Qing holds Fu Qingyu up the steps step by step and walks into the gate.

The door came and went, either carrying things or leaving with baggage.

Looking at the chaos in front of him, Fu Qingyu raised his chin slightly, frowned slightly, and looked at Qing, "I'll wait for you in the car."

Qing looked at her in embarrassment. "Miss, young master Bai asked me to follow you every step of the way. You are known by master Bai outside, and you will punish me. " I looked around and lowered my voice, "there are a mixture of good and bad people here. If Miss stays in the car alone, I'm afraid of an accident."

Fu Qingyu shook the jade bone fragrance in his hand, and put a shallow smile on his lips, "well, it's up to you, lest Shaotang worry."

"Thank you, Miss Cheng." Qing bowed his head and looked very respectful.

Fu Qingyu picked up her skirt, closed the fan, pointed to the front, "let's go."

"Yes, miss."

Entering the hall, it became more and more messy, but in the messy hall stood a man and a woman hugging each other. The woman is Fang Yuan, and the man should be her father Fang Ting according to his age.

"Dad, it's me. I'm sorry. Blame me, blame me. " Fang Yuan sobbed bitterly, "I shouldn't go to Zuo Shaoqing's mind. It's me. It's me."

Fang Ting was not so sad as her, but her eyes were more relaxed, "we are ordinary people. It's good to go back. It's good for us to live our previous life. "

"No, I don't. I don't want to go to the class where I'll be deducted if I'm late. Dad, I'll ask aunt LAN to find a way. "

Fu Qingyu and Qing took a look at each other. It seems that Aunt LAN is the one who let the Fang family go to the upper class. It should be the one Zuo Shaoqing said about black jack.

"Don't bother her any more. She has paid enough for us. " A complicated look flashed in Fang Ting's eyes.

The eyes flickered very fast, but Qing caught them. But just then Fang Ting also found them.

"Are you two?" Fang Ting looked up and asked.

Qing hurried forward and bowed politely, "Hello, sir, my name is a Hai." Pointing to Fu Qingyu, he said, "this is my Miss Chang. Our car has a tire at your house. I want to borrow a jack at your house. "

If it's the usual, the Fang's parents must be able to recognize Fu Qingyu. After all, she has made headlines. But Fang Yuan was taken away from the scene in advance last night. The people from the bank came to seal it up early this morning. They didn't have time to pay attention to these.

So Fang Ting didn't think much, looked around the whole hall, then looked at them very sorry and said, "everything here is not us anymore. You can ask the bank staff at the door. Everything here already belongs to them. "

Qing was a little embarrassed. "It was the staff at the door who asked me to come in and ask."

Fu Qingyu frowned, swept to Qing and said displeased, "call Shaotang and ask him to send a car again." He went straight to the door. "I'll wait outside."

"But miss, Sir Charles and his wife are waiting for you at home. If the family car comes, we'll be an hour late. " Qing whispered a reminder.

"The new project would be as good as giving Sir Charles 30% of what he wants. I'm sure he won't blame me for being late." The light of the eyes swept to the green, and the corner of the eyebrow hooked a charming smile.

At that glance, there was 70% of the meaning of Zuo Xun. There is some pride in self-confidence that people dare not ignore.

Indeed, Zuo Xun is a woman with high morale. Although Fang Ting may have said the truth, the words of the bank staff and Fang Ting sounded like an excuse to her, but Zuo Xun's temperament was unacceptable.

Zuo Xun is a woman with supreme dignity and face, which is also the reason why the Kreis family is very rich but very poor. Because she is the kind of woman who changes money for face.

So fu Qingyu surprised Qing at this look. He immediately lowered his head, raised his arm and asked her to help herself. "It's miss."

"I think I might be able to help you." Suddenly a voice came from behind.

Fu Qingyu turned around and saw a graceful woman in her forties descending slowly from the revolving stairs, followed by a servant carrying a box behind her.

As soon as Fang Yuan saw her, she rushed over and asked nervously, "aunt LAN, where are you going?"

Aran touched her hair and stared, "I'll find someone to save our family. You go back to your original home and wait for me. When I find someone who can help us, I'll come back to pick you up immediately. "

Fang Ting said, "Alan, don't run around for us anymore."

Before a LAN spoke, Fang Yuan grabbed a LAN's arm very eagerly and said, "aunt LAN, I don't want to go back. Take me. Maybe I can help. "

Fu Qingyu glanced at the picture in front of him. He put a very shallow irony on his lips and said to Qing, "let's go."

Then he turned and walked out.

A LAN looked at Fang ting and said, "brother Ting, some things are under my name. I'll take them out first to save some money for us. All right? "

What can Fang Ting say? He just pulled Fang Yuan and said to her, "OK. These things are yours. I can live in such a house because of you. I feel even more sorry for saying that. "

Fang Yuan was dragged by Fang ting and kept struggling, "Dad, I want to go with aunt LAN."

A LAN couldn't bear it. Fang Ting waved to her, "you go first. Yuanyuan is spoiled by me."

Fang Yuan cried like a tearful man. Ah LAN couldn't bear to turn and leave.

At that moment, Fang Ting suddenly fell heavily on the sofa as if he had been hollowed out.

Fu Qingyu stood waiting for the bus at the gate, holding an umbrella.

Suddenly a car stopped in front of her, and the door in the back slid down, revealing a LAN's gentle face. "Where is this young lady going? Why don't I give you a ride."

Qing whispered a few words in Fu Qingyu's ear. Fu Qingyu frowned slightly and nodded. Then he looked at Aran, "then Mrs. Lao."

Fu Qingyu went around to the other door. Qing opened the door for her. At the moment she was about to get on the bus, a worker carrying something suddenly bumped her, apologized and left.

"It's all right, miss." Qing hurriedly held her and asked.

"Nothing."

A LAN didn't expect Qing to get on the bus. He couldn't help asking, "won't the driver stay to see the car?"

Qing sat in the co driver and replied, "the young master asked me to follow the young lady."

Ah LAN smiled, "I see."

However, he glanced at the rear view mirror above the main driver, and the driver just looked up at the rear view mirror. The two lines of sight met and seemed to have a tacit understanding.