Sweet Storm: My love time

Walking to the door, Fu Jinxing saw that there were two middle-aged women in work uniforms who were busy. They should be the housekeeping workers in Xiaoya's mouth.

The door didn't close and he went straight in.

"Well, who are you? We're cleaning. You can't come in! "

One of the women came quickly and reached out to stop.

Fu Jinxing didn't talk nonsense either. He directly took out his wallet and took out a few large banknotes from it and stuffed them into her hand.

"I'll just look around. You do what you do. Don't worry about me."

He said without expression, and then walked into the living room.

Fu Jinxing's action made the two women look at each other, and they were all stunned for a moment.

However, the power of money can not be underestimated.

They stopped talking immediately, went to one side and divided the hundreds of yuan.

Song Zhixing and Xiaoya followed, also standing at the door and looking inside.

The room pattern here as like as two peas in Xiaoya is almost the same. The property seems to know the preferences of the owners, and it also has some experience in the layout. Many people live in bags and do not need to redecorate them.

Fu Jinxing walked through the living room and into the bedroom.

When he opened the wardrobe, he saw seven or eight women's clothes hanging in it. Next to it, there were several empty hangers shaking gently, and three pairs of shoes under them.

As like as two peas, Fu Jinhang noticed the size of his clothes and shoes and found it exactly the same size as he wore.

"What about the people who used to live here? It's said that she's a beautiful woman. Have you seen her? "

At this time, Xiaoya's advantage as a woman is reflected.

She went to the two women's side, with a curious look on her face and a sour tone.

If she had another handful of melon seeds in her hand, it would look like a rural woman who was standing under a tree at the entrance of the village chatting about her family.

Anyway, they couldn't work. The two women just chatted with Xiaoya.

One said, "I've seen them twice. I used to work by the hour."

Another is more urgent than Xiaoya: "is it good-looking?"

The woman said, "Oh, it's very polite. I always give you 50 yuan more each time, but I just keep my head down and say very little. I can't see clearly!"

Xiaoya scolds secretly in the heart, is really the eyelid son shallow, see money to attend to nothing else!

"I've heard that she won't come back. Someone picked her up today."

Another woman spoke mysteriously.

"Why, was it kicked, or was it elevated?"

Xiaoya holds her chest in both hands and asks deliberately.

Anyway, the women who live here are either abandoned by the gold owner and can only leave in ashes before they find the next gold owner.

Or it is the smoke from the ancestral tombs, squeezing out the original wife of the gold owner, and successfully moving into the villa to become a rich wife.

"It's definitely not being kicked. I think it's probably turning over!"

As soon as the two women opened their chatterbox, they couldn't stop talking. They kept talking.

Xiaoya has heard the news she wants. She has no heart to listen to it. She goes back to song Zhixing and winks at him.

Song Zhixing nodded to her tacitly.

Encouraged, Xiaoya's courage is also up, directly took his arm, even half of the body are attached.

She didn't dare to do that before.

Song Zhixing is a man of integrity.

To put it better, it's sultry.

He absolutely does not allow any woman to be so close to himself in front of outsiders, even his wife.

The only exception is his daughter.

"Let go!"

Song Zhixing reprimanded in a low voice.

Xiaoya tilted her head: "I don't think so. Don't I make a great contribution today? You have to reward me. "

Song Zhixing's face was flat. As soon as he was about to get angry, Xiaoya added with a smile: "if you don't reward me, I'll go to Mr. Fu to ask for benefits..."

She deliberately lengthened her voice.

Song Zhixing was helpless: "be honest with me!"

But also did not mention to let go and so on.

Fu Jinxing heard the conversation between them.

He stood in the bedroom for a while, only to feel the familiar smell in the breathing room.

It should be the taste of bath milk or shampoo, a faint fragrance of bergamot, which makes people unconsciously relax.

Hosga likes the smell best. Every time she takes a bath, it will be filled in her bedroom and bathroom.

Once upon a time, Fu Jinxing has not paid special attention to it.

Only when the familiar smell disappeared from his life did he realize how much he depended on it.

"Mr. Fu..."

After waiting for a few minutes, song Zhixing, standing in the living room, couldn't help raising his voice and asked, "are you ok?"

Although he can't fully understand the whole story, seeing Fu Jinxing become so neurotic, song Zhixing can basically conclude that something happened to hesjia.

Besides, it's a big deal.

After a long time, Fu Jinxing came out again.

His face is not very good, but he has adjusted his mood: "thank you, I'm ok."

Compared with the last time, Fu Jinxing felt that although he was still a step late, he was closer to her.

When he thought that hosgah was in Zhonghai, his whole body was excited.

"Just say what you need me to do. Don't mention it."

Song Zhixing said.

After all, they once had a cooperative relationship. Song Zhixing also made a lot of money on the project he cooperated with Fu.

Therefore, he is more polite to Fu Jinxing than others.

"Not for the time being. I think that since they dare to go back to Zhonghai in such a dignified way, they must have been prepared. Even if you go to check, you may not find anything valuable. I'm afraid even the identity is forged... "

After listening to Fu Jinxing's words, Xiaoya nodded: "yes, I have already asked the property side. The tenant's information is a man, not a woman living here at all."

As expected.

"Normally, if they use their real identity, I can get information from the moment they enter the country. As for the so-called face recognition system, it's not as exaggerated as it is in the movies. At least my people can't do it for the time being. "

Take a deep breath, Fu Jinxing patiently explained to them.

"What do you want to do next?"

Song Zhixing asked curiously.

Because he felt that Fu Jinxing didn't look like a person who would sit and wait to die. Listening to his tone, it seemed that he had a countermeasure in his heart.

"Don't do anything, just watch it change."

Fu Jinxing said slowly.

On hearing this, Xiaoya couldn't help blurting out: "what kind of man are you? Even your wife has been arrested, and you are so calm..."

Song Zhixing quickly pulled her aside to stop her from going on.

Xiaoya is not angry: "don't stop me! I didn't say anything wrong... "

For a moment, the atmosphere became very awkward.

Song Zhixing apologizes to Fu Jinxing in a low voice, and then leaves in a hurry with Xiaoya.

Looking back, Fu Jinxing walked out of the apartment in silence.

He said, ready to watch the change, but will not really do nothing.

Fu Jinxing rushes to Fu Zhihan's home.

Recently, Fu Zhihan has recovered well.

He also seems to realize that health is more important than everything, so he takes medicine obediently and plays a set of Taijiquan downstairs every morning to strengthen his body.

"What are you doing here?"

Seeing Fu Jinxing, Fu Zhihan did not beat around the Bush and asked directly, "what happened again?"

Wen Yan, Fu Jinxing said frankly: "I need you to hold a press conference in advance."

Fu Zhihan doubted: "we didn't agree..."

Fu Jinxing shook his head and said: "I suspect that Skar is in Zhonghai now. I want to find a way to lead mingruiyuan out."

"You were fooled around by a little hairy kid!"

Fu Zhihan looked at him sarcastically.

"Whatever you say, I'm not in the mood to fight with you. I just ask you if you cooperate with me."

His face sank and Fu Jinxing said angrily.

"I know that you are a rat's paw. You are worried about your wife's business, so you dare not fight that boy. It's true that the dragon begets the dragon and the Phoenix begets the Phoenix. The mouse's son can make holes. It's really the son of a little gangster. If the second young master of Ming Dynasty knew his life experience, I don't know if he would be so crazy! "

As soon as he patted the armrest of the sofa, Fu Zhihan said with a sneer.

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the intention, Fu Jinxing picked eyebrows.

He thought that Fu Zhihan was right. He was a gentleman before, so he was led by the nose by mingruiyuan.

Now think about it, even if hoska is in his hands, he doesn't need to be too afraid.

"I know what to do. You can arrange it as soon as possible."

Fu Jinxing didn't delay his time. After finishing what he wanted to say, he turned around and left.

"Wait!"

Fu Zhihan suddenly stopped him.

"Is your mother... Still not getting better?"

He asked hesitantly.

Fu Jinxing didn't turn around, but stood in the same place, dropped his eyes, and his voice was very cold: "she doesn't need to get better."

Every time I think about what happened on that day, I close my eyes and hear every word Mei Lan said. He really can't forgive her.

But he can't kill her himself.

So, now is the best ending.

Back to the company, Fu Jinxing called Luo Xue and told her what she wanted to do.

She had a dignified face after listening.

"Is there a problem?"

Fu Jinxing asked.

Luo Xue immediately shook her head: "I'll do it now!"

Although she is not as close as Zhao Xueli's relationship with the media, she also has a public relations background, and her business level is not bad. With Fu Jinxing's gold lettered signboard, no one dares to underestimate Fu's assistant to the president.

Therefore, as soon as Luo Xue's call was received, several well-known media all sent people over.

Besides mainstream media, Luo also contacted a good public relations company with a reputation for screening a number of official account numbers with high gold content.

Everything is ready except the east wind.

It's more than 8 p.m., prime time.

Almost without warning, a big news appeared on the Internet.

An anonymous source revealed that the content directly pointed to a human tragedy caused by campus violence more than ten years ago.