Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Jiang Bo narrowed his eyes slightly, and he looked at Meng Fu from beginning to end.

He finally remembered Meng Fu.

The Jiang family, who had a quarrel with her daughter, lost her daughter who was currently in the entertainment industry.

Even Mr. Jiang looked at him with solemnity, Meng Fu like this...

Jiang Bo laughed angrily at her ignorant appearance, and raised his eyebrows contemptuously: "You?"

Meng Fu was still not in a hurry, facing the sunlight outside, her brows and eyes were light, "That's right, me."

"Okay." Jiang Bo sat still on the chair, pushed the document to Meng Fu across the table, and sneered, "If you can't do it, I believe you all know the result."

Meng Fu brought over the contract, a pen in one hand, and the contract in the other. Without looking for a table mat, he flipped through a few pages of the contract. There were many contents in the contract. Except for the official words, the rest was the central content of the MS case.

"Fu'er..." Jiang Quan stood up, saw that Meng Fu was about to sign, and opened his mouth involuntarily.

"Struggling is useless." Meng Fu turned to Jiang Quan, unhurriedly: "Look at them, do they seem to let Jiang Shi go?"

Jiang Quan had nothing to say.

Meng Fu said that he had already read the contract, and the content was similar to what she had guessed on the road, and then he directly signed the two big characters "Meng Fu" on the contract.

Meng Fu moved very quickly, and Jiang Quan, Jiang Yu, and the directors around him didn't realize it, so they just watched Meng Fu sign.

Jiang Bo took back the contract, turned to Jiang Quan, and shook the contract in his hand: "President Jiang, Meng Fu is Miss Jiang, is this contract valid?"

Jiang Quan was worried about the old man's physical condition, so he signed all the papers and couldn't change them, so Jiang Quan didn't show weakness, and turned to Jiang Bo calmly: "Naturally."

On the one hand, the people in Jiang's board of directors were dumbfounded.

One dares to sign, the other really dares to respond!

Jiang Quan was planning to break the jar, didn't he want to struggle?

The directors of the Jiang family couldn't help turning their attention to Meng Fu, because the Jiang family didn't publicize it to the outside world, and they also guessed that there was such a number one person in the Jiang family recently, who had been in the entertainment circle recently.

As for the description of the old man of the Jiang family, it is even more vivid. Meng Fu is probably a very well-behaved image of a good girl.

At this time, this good girl, in front of Jiang Bo, calmly signed a hot potato that no one in the entire T city would dare to accept?

Jiang Yu and the board members couldn't help staring at Meng Fu, as if they wanted to see a hole in her.

It's just that the most important thing right now is Mr. Jiang's problem.

Jiang Quan called for first aid, and the people from the hospital came very quickly. The doctor who followed the car was the same doctor who treated the old man last time. He frowned, and began to scold Jiang Quan and the others, "You know Mr. Jiang's health yourself. Don't you know how to take good care of it?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Jiang Quan apologized to the doctor, frowned and watched as the old man was pushed into the emergency room.

On the way, Meng Fu had already put the incense that he made urgently on the hands of the old man, so he was not in a hurry.

He just bowed his head and put on his mask again.

Ten minutes later, the doctor in charge who scolded Jiang Quan bloody, came out with a serious expression on his face, "The old man seems to be fine..."

The use of "as if" is confusing.

Jiang Quan: "..."

He didn't speak, but Jiang Yu, Jiang Quan's assistant, asked, "Doctor... Are you right?"

Jiang Yu didn't study medicine, but he could see the recent changes in Mr. Jiang's body. The doctor said he was fine, but he really doubted it.

The attending doctor also doubted himself: "...I'll go in and have a look."

Three minutes later, he took out another document and confirmed his diagnosis, "Look, this is Elder Jiang's physical report."

Meng Fu finally yawned and thanked the doctor politely: "Thank you doctor."

She had been leaning against the wall, and now she finally stood upright. Everyone outside the emergency room was surprised that the old man was fine, only Meng Fu stood there lazily, as if everything was under control.

Jiang Quan couldn't help but look at Meng Fu more, with some hesitation in his eyebrows.

Hearing that the old man was fine and his backer was not down, several directors also made up their minds.

"The final result will be given to them in three days," the speaking board member thought seriously. "There are two options. One, I heard that Tong Eryu is learning these things in the capital, so I can ask the Tong family for help."

"I've already asked the Tong family about this." Jiang Quan shook his head.

Jiang Xinran also replied to these last time.

The members of the board of directors probably knew this was the case, and they were not surprised, "Then we can only use the second method, transfer the equity, and try to minimize the loss after three days."

Meng Fu reached out and pulled the mask back on: "There is a third option."

"Huh?" Jiang Yu turned to Meng Fu, "The third type?"

"Make the appraisal." Meng Fu stood up straight and was about to leave. She seemed to hook her lower lip towards Jiang Yu. Because she was wearing a mask, she couldn't see her face clearly, but she could see her slightly curved eyes.

"Appraisal?" The director next to him listened carefully, and he was also impressed by Meng Fu's aura today, so he glanced at Meng Fu, "But our Jiang's does not have that kind of special perfumer, please do it." It’s even more impossible for a perfumer who came out.”

Who doesn't know that this kind of perfumer is extremely rare, and they are basically mixed in the international and major superpowers. No matter how famous the Jiang family is in T City, it is only the rich locals in T City.

It's really as simple as what Meng Fu said, so the Jiang family wouldn't have endured it for so long.

"I'll do it for you." Meng Fu glanced at the director who was talking, then patted him on the shoulder, and said in a good voice, "Of course, as for the hard work, grandpa has already called me."

"By the way," she said, without waiting for anyone to respond, she turned to Jiang Quan, "When will you hand it over?"

"Three days later, at nine o'clock on Monday morning." Jiang Quan said.

"Understood." Meng Fu turned around, walked towards the elevator entrance, and made a reassuring gesture to Jiang Quan, "I'll see you in three days."

The elevator doors opened and closed.

Jiang Quan didn't react when he heard Meng Fu's words, he just stared at her leaving back.

Mr. Jiang did give her a lot of money before.

Jiang Quan also knew.

"Mr. Jiang, your daughter said just now..." The other directors also heard Meng Fu's words, so they couldn't help turning to Jiang Quan, paused, and asked, "The young miss said she would do it for us? Well done, my son is still a pastry sort of thing."

"Puffs." Jiang Yu reminded.

"Oh, yes, Puff." The director nodded, then turned to Jiang Quan, "Miss... are you serious?"

Are you serious……

To be honest, Jiang Quan is not clear now.

He only knew that the old man who was supposed to be terminally ill is fine now, and thinking about the things Meng Fu had given to the old man many times before and after, he paused, "Maybe..."

His only doubt now is that Meng Fu...

Is she a perfumer?

Jiang Quan really wanted to ask Meng Fu seriously, but he felt that he was thinking too much. Tong Eryu was picked up by the people in the capital because he was just a bit talented. What Meng Fu said...

The matter has come to this point, there is no room for it, Jiang Quan didn't think about it anymore, he just turned to the members of the board of directors, "First deal with the shares, and sign the MS contract, don't tell my dad about it, let him take a good rest."

Members of the board of directors would not pin their hopes on a little girl, "I know, I'll ask Tong's family again, and I will settle the matter of shares."

In the entire T city, only Tong's family is connected to the capital.

Mr. Jiang was also discussing cooperation with the Tong family before, but the Tong family had been hesitant.

**

downstairs.

Meng Fu got into the car.

Su Cheng was driving in front.

Meng Fu took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the back seat, resting his chin on his hands, watching Su Cheng's back.

Su Cheng concentrated on driving the car, but he could still see the figure in the rearview mirror. He paused for a moment, his snow-soaked eyes became warmer under the reflection of the rearview mirror, "Tell me."

"That's it," Meng Fu was not used to any rules, she changed her hand to support her chin, and said in a calm tone, "Am I being reckless?"

She didn't speak clearly, but Su Cheng also knew what she was talking about.

Meng Fu has always been unpredictable.

There is always a kind of erratic uninhibited eyebrows and eyes.

It is rare to discuss with people in such a serious manner.

Su Cheng glanced at the rearview mirror, his warm eyebrows were rare and gentle.

Meng Fu didn't wait for Su Cheng's answer, so he said calmly, with a natural tone, "Of course not reckless, how could I just watch my grandfather being bullied."

"...It's just this matter that is really troublesome." At the end, she rested her chin on her hand and looked out of the car window lazily.

It was almost noon and the sun was shining outside.

In the rearview mirror, Meng Fu's side face was illuminated by the sun, making it a little blurry, but his thin silhouette was printed on the rearview mirror, Shen Wan remained calm.

Although he didn't need to answer by himself, Su Cheng still smiled, "Well, you are not reckless."

"nature."

**

The affairs of the Jiang family can't be kept secret, and they know almost everything they need to know.

Jiang Bo here.

"Jiang Quan and the others signed the contract so happily, it might be fraudulent." They are all businessmen. After Jiang Bo came out of Jiang's family, he was also worried, and asked people to check the specific actions of Jiang Quan and the others, "Jiang Xinran didn't contact the Tong family, right? "

"I checked, Jiang Xinran has been preparing for Yu's Painting Association Youth Competition recently," Jiang Bo's subordinates respectfully replied, "She doesn't have time to contact Tong Eryu."

In the entire T city, what Jiang Bo feared most was that the Tong family would interfere.

The old man of the Yu family is the principal of T University, Yu Yong is the vice president of the painting association, Jiang Xinran and Tong Eryu are close.

For Jiang Bo, what he is most afraid of is that the Yu family and Jiang Xinran will show up suddenly. If Yu Yong really invites the president of the Animation Association, or Jiang Xinran persuades Tong Eryu to invite those people in the capital, this matter cannot continue. go down.

However, it is too difficult to invite the president of the animation association, after all, even the city lord of T city does not meet the president of the Taoist painting association many times.

The rest is on Jiang Xinran's side.

Hearing that Jiang Xinran did not contact Tong Eryu, Jiang Bo felt relieved.

Originally, the Jiang family was looking for cooperation from the Tong family, but now that Jiang Quan signed the contract so neatly, the Tong family would definitely not be in troubled waters.

As for Meng Fu...

Jiang Bo didn't worry about it at all.

**

Meng Fu here, when she was reading the contract at the Jiang Corporation, she wrote down the main content of the MS.

After returning, she was not idle.

Zhao Fan, who was watching Su Di's tinkering in the kitchen, saw Meng Fu come back, and wandered around beside her, "You didn't rest last night, did you? Get a good night's sleep today, and the show will be broadcast live tomorrow, so cheer up."

"I'll check something." Meng Fu sat in front of the computer and reached out to enter an address.

"Okay." Standing behind Meng Fu, Zhao Fan saw Meng Fu's computer page clearly for the first time.

Meng Fu's computer boots up quickly, and there are many things on the computer page in her study, which are very miscellaneous and uncategorized. This is indeed Meng Fu's computer.

It's definitely her style.

Zhao Fan put one hand in her pocket and held a water glass in the other. She even saw one of the online games that young people like to play in recent years.

She couldn't help raising her eyebrows, remembering that Meng Fu didn't like games before.

Just as Zhao Fan was thinking, Meng Fu had already brought up a pure black webpage.

The entire webpage is also strange, full of strange text.

Dazzling.

"Poisoned?" Zhao Fan pointed at the page and frowned.

A message popped up in the lower left corner, Meng Fu skipped it without raising her head, "No, foreign websites."

"Oh." Zhao Fan nodded, paused, and asked tentatively, "Do you know all these characters?"

E language.

Meng Fu said "um", and entered "MS" in the search box.

Zhao Fan watched Meng Fu skillfully use the search bar, browsing the information displayed on it, she couldn't help but put down her glass: "You...you know this language?"

"Learned a bit."

"……Oh."

Zhao Fan went out silently, and followed Meng Fu's words, and closed the door behind him.

Outside, Su Di brought out two cups of tea, one of which was passed to Zhao Fan: "Dr. Luo contacted me just now, saying something happened to Mr. Jiang again. Miss Meng, is she okay?"

"I don't know, no wonder she is in a bad mood." Only when Zhao Fan knew that something had happened to Mr. Jiang, she looked worriedly at the door.

Su Di raised his cup, "I'll bring tea to Miss Meng."

In the study, Meng Fu sat on a chair, looked at the search page on the computer, and played with the phone in his hand.

The fluorescence of the computer reflected her face, making it hard to see the emotion in her eyes.

There are all the results about MS on the computer. She has been away for two years. In the past two years, the development of the fragrance industry has exceeded her expectations.

Her master told her that everything about fragrance comes from practice, if this way doesn’t work, just go another way.

Su Di was not as courageous as Zhao Fan, so he went to see Meng Fu's computer.

"Su Di," Meng Fu took the tea, took a sip, and looked at him thoughtfully, "If you want to send something back from abroad, how long will it take?"

"Where is it?" Su Di nodded, Wei Jingke was dispatched abroad, and Su Xuan was also abroad.

Meng Fu leaned back in his chair, "How long will it take for the International Federation?"

She is not very clear about the strictness of the federal checkpoints.

"Federation?" Su Di was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but glance at Meng Fu.

Meng Fu nodded, "Send some facial masks."

"I'll ask Young Master Wei." Su Di understood and purchased on behalf of him.

He took out his mobile phone to call Su Xuan, but he couldn't get through, so he asked Wei Jingke again.

"Mask?" Wei Jingke couldn't help but paused when he heard that Meng Fu wanted a mask, and then said slowly: "It will take about a day to go through a few major checkups."

One day is not short, usually at least two days.

Meng Fu is going to record a variety show tomorrow, and he won't be able to make it in a day.

She nodded towards Su Di, "I see." She didn't say anything else.

Su Di went out.

On the other end of the phone, Meng Fu's voice was also heard. Wei Jingke paused for a while, and was silent for a while, explaining: "Sending things back from the Federation, one day is already the fastest speed. She won't think that the Federation is the same as Country R. Come on? Go and talk to her."

"I won't go in, Ms. Meng is scary," Su Di said with lingering fear, "I'll ask her about the federal purchasing agent next time when she's in a better mood."

**

inside the house.

Meng Fu took a deep breath, then reached out and typed a few codes on the keyboard again.

A chat room suddenly appeared.

Meng Fu scrolled down the members of the chat room.

All seem to be online.

[Cosmic Money Fan] I want to make money every day: Xia Xia, I beg you for something.

[FBI] Lewis: ...

[Galaxy Thief] Mask: This tone, Meng Dae’s daily operation——(Xia Xia, you kneel down, I have something to ask you) (shaking legs)

[Delivery staff in the solar system] M Xia: Good.

[Galaxy Thief] Mask: Wow, Xia Xia, you treat it differently! Before you let me go! !

As soon as Meng Fu saw the other party type "OK", a voice popped up on the computer.

Meng Fu took the earphones and put them on for himself, using a machine to switch the sound, the effect was mediocre, and the current flowed, "Where are you?"

"Capital, deliver food."

Everyone in the group knows their respective identities, and they have basically been on the most wanted list in Louis' hand, so there is no need to hide it.

Only Meng Fu was unpredictable.

Both Mask and M Xia are not serious people. They have dealt with many shady arms deals in the International Federation, and have provoked many superpowers.

They couldn't solve these sequelae, so they would ask "Father Meng" to deal with them.

I haven't met each other, but it's a pleasure to cooperate with each other.

Apart from this large group, they also had a small group besides Meng Fu, who specifically guessed the identity of this father Meng. Mask even listed all the people on the Skynet mercenary ranking and hacker rankings, but none of them followed " Father Meng" fits this person, so that they once speculated whether this Father Meng is one of the superpowers behind Skynet.

Meng Fu kicked his feet and turned around, "I have something to transfer back from the Federation Center, you can transfer it to T City for me."

M Xia knew that Meng Fu was in T City, but she never asked if Meng Fu wanted to see someone. She stopped the car and gave the exact time, "Eight hours."

It takes seven hours to fly from the Federation to China.

eight hours—

M Xia dared to have such confidence, Meng Fu was not surprised, "It's troublesome."

"You're welcome." M Xia smiled.

**

Nine p.m.

Su Di was tinkering in the kitchen, and Zhao Fan was discussing the details of tomorrow's shooting with the crew of "A Day of the Star".

There was a knock at the door.

The voice is very regular: "Hello, courier."

express delivery?

With sharp ears, Su Di went to open the door with a spatula, surprised that Meng Fu seldom did online shopping.

After opening the door, there was no one outside, only a box at the door.

Su Di lowered his head, and he glanced at the box. There was only a piece of paper pasted on the box, with a dragon-shaped logo and a few lines of flying and flying characters——

[MF, accept. 】

He moved his eyes to the line below, his eyes narrowed slightly.

[Send: M Xia. 】

**

Good night! Why there are only two chapters, because there are no chapters~

Don't refuse to give tickets because there are no chapters, Gao Dahua still insists on ten thousand updates, that's right