After Being Betrayed, I Inherited A Massive Fortune

In the face of Shang Qian's polite inquiry.

Chen Mian nodded and said politely:

"Please wait……"

After saying that, he knocked on the door and entered Fu Yechuan's office.

Fu Yechuan stared at the screen indifferently and solemnly, listening to the reports from the people inside.

He was very unhappy when someone disturbed him.

His eyes swept over Chen Mian coldly.

Under the low air pressure, Chen Mian pursed his lips and said a name with his mouth: "Shang Qian."

For a moment, Fu Yechuan's eyes narrowed.

He simply ended the video conference in French and simply shut down the computer.

"Say."

Chen Mian breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. Shang is here to ask if you have time."

If it was someone else, Chen Mian would probably have people wait for Fu Yechuan to finish the meeting.

But Shang Qian is different. He doesn't want to do this, let him wait for a minute, he might just find an excuse to leave.

Fu Yechuan's eyes were cold and dark.

He reached for the cigarette case on the table and lit it.

Biting a cigarette, with an indifferent attitude, he said, "Let him in."

The latter nodded and backed out.

Mr. Fu's smoking addiction has become more and more serious recently...

Shang Qian's aura has always been warm and modest, no matter who he is facing, he will always be warm and polite, and calm to the extreme.

Therefore, when he saw Fu Yechuan sitting there with eagle-like eyes staring at him, wishing to tear him apart and drink his blood, he still smiled calmly.

"Mr. Fu, long time no see."

The first button on Fu Yechuan's neckline was loose, and his whole body was unruly and wicked, and he felt awe-inspiring.

He chuckled lightly and snuffed out the cigarette in his hand.

The voice was indifferent: "I didn't expect you to dare to see me?"

Ever since he approached Su Nan, Fu Yechuan wanted to kill him.

It didn't work, sorry.

However, that doesn't mean giving up.

Shang Qian's face was calm, and recently he wore a shallow and distant smile, as if that was his mask all along.

He can't take it off.

He walked to the seat opposite him and sat down, he gently unbuttoned his chest, and there was no trace of fear on Qing Jun's face.

"I'm here to tell my girlfriend what she meant, don't do things like sending flowers and gifts, lest others misunderstand and embarrass each other."

After he finished speaking smoothly and quietly, his eyes met Fu Yechuan's violent eyes.

"Who are you for?"

There was a coldness in his voice.

As if the next second, the person on the opposite side said the wrong thing, and he would send him to **** without hesitation.

The air stagnates and cools.

Very low air pressure.

Shang Qian met his gaze unhurriedly, his expression still calm and gentle, but his aura was full of indifference enough to contend with.

"my girlfriend."

He spoke word by word, and if he was afraid, he would not take the initiative to send it to the door.

He curled his lips slightly and smiled: "You don't know the reality yet, right now, Su Nan has nothing to do with you now, she is my girlfriend."

No matter how turbulent the person on the opposite side is, Shang Qian's performance is not timid.

Fu Yechuan's aura suddenly became gloomy and cold, and he stared at the **** Shang Qian in front of him.

Suddenly, he slammed his fist on the table in front of him, blue veins protruding, and his momentum was dead.

Fu Yechuan's voice was chilling:

"Do you think I really dare not touch you?"

Even though he now knows that Shang Qian has a close relationship with merchants in country M.

Even if we can't investigate Shang Qian's true background and strength.

But on his turf, it's too easy for a person to disappear without a sound...