Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 106 106: Stay for dinner at night

Fu Xiting was not a person who would be threatened by others. Things that ordinary people didn't like, he, the richest man in the country, couldn't stand it.

The man sneered, reached out and flicked the cigarette ashes in the flower pot, and said coldly and sarcastically: "Let him come to Yu Garden."

Fu Xiting was angry. This was Guan Qing's most straightforward thought.

And this is indeed the case.

In Fu Xiting's eyes, Zhao Ying is nothing more than a person who doesn't have enough professional knowledge but still insists on occupying a position in the negotiation world. He just doesn't look for his own reasons when something goes wrong, and he even moves his own father to take charge?

That's it, do you still dare to come to Fu Xiting?

Come on, blame him, Fu Xiting, for being too talkative?

When Fu Xiting came down from the second floor, he saw Jiang Yi sitting on the sofa, holding a cat in his hand.

Mei Dan nestled comfortably in her arms and yawned. Jiang Yi heard the footsteps and looked back slightly. When he saw Fu Xiting coming downstairs, he just glanced at her and then looked back casually.

"Stay for dinner tonight," is a statement, not a question.

Jiang Yi knew very well that he had no choice.

Fu Xiting's inquiry was just a question, it had no other meaning.

"Do I have a choice?"

"Zhao Ying's father will be here soon," Fu Xiting did not answer her question directly, but told her what was going to happen next.

Jiang Yi was slightly stunned.

She had contact with Zhao Ying's father.

The higher the senior people are, the older they reach a certain age, the more gentle they are. You can't tell whether they are human or ghost. The only way is to touch his interests, and Jiang Yi is lucky enough to have seen it.

The true face of Zhao Ying's father is that he is a gentle and elegant person in front of outsiders. When he is tearing up his interests, he opens his mouth wide and wants to eat you.

And you don't need to know that he came today for the case of Korean merchants.

Jiang Yi would be lying if he said he wasn't shocked.

The upper circle is a place where people lick each other, layer by layer, and the one who stands in a high position is the eternal king.

And Fu Xiting's rank is obviously higher than that of the Zhao family.

"What are you here for?" Jiang Yi asked, seemingly understanding.

Fu Xiting took in all the thoughts in her eyes and saw clearly all her thoughts. In the end - Jiang Yi pretended to ask such a question, and Fu Xiting slightly raised the corners of his lips with a deep smile.

Disturbing.

"If Ms. Jiang wants to join the entertainment industry one day, tell me and I will open the back door for you."

Jiang Yi listened to Fu Xiting's words and reached out to touch the cat: "Mr. Fu, what's the difference between this and cursing yourself for bankruptcy?"

Fu Xiting:

"How cowardly does a man have to be to tell his fiancée to sell his face?"

Fu Xiting:

Fu Xiting had known for a long time that Jiang Yi was very quick-tongued, but what he didn't know was that Jiang Yi's fallacies really kept coming one after another.

On the dining table, Su Xin was laying out the food. When she saw Fu Xiting walking over, she seemed to remember what she had done today: "The chef has already passed by, and he said you let him go."

Fu Xiting expressed his gratitude.

He walked to sit opposite Jiang Yi.

"Little madam, the weather has been sultry recently, and the food cooked in the kitchen is more sweet and sour. If you don't like it, you can tell me directly."

Su Xin's gentle words sounded, and Jiang Yi nodded.

She has no requirements for food. In Lin Jingzhou's words, Jiang Yi is a person who has no desire for food.

"If you want to eat anything, just tell Su Xin," Fu Xiting said as if he was telling her when he picked up the chopsticks.

Jiang Yien said.

It always gives people a feeling of indifference and indifference.

At 7:30 in the evening, the sky is bright, and 7:30 in June is too early.

When a black Mercedes-Benz drove into the Yu Garden, a man's reminder sounded in the back seat: "No matter what Mr. Fu says, you should be humble. Although you two are about the same age, in terms of rank, Mr. Fu's rank is far higher

Above you, your father and I have to rely on others to live our lives."

"do you understand?"

Zhao Ying nodded: "Understood."

To put it bluntly, she may not be able to catch up with Fu Xiting even in her lifetime.

As the car drove all the way to Yu Garden, from a distance, I saw Su Xin in a Delphi maid outfit standing at the door. When she saw them coming, she came up to them from a distance and called Mr. Zhao politely and without being condescending.

When Zhao Ying looked at Su Xin in front of her, she was a little stunned. If the woman in front of her hadn't been wearing a Filipino maid outfit, she would have thought that this person was the faceless Mrs. Fu.

"I am Suxin, the housekeeper of Yuyuan Garden. Sir, you asked me to lead you two in."

Zhao Zhen had long heard how spectacular Fu Xiting's Yu Garden was. When he saw it today, he felt that the word "magnificent" was too rough to describe it.

The beauty of Yuyuan Garden lies in the mountains and forests surrounding it, and the beauty lies in nature.

This kind of beauty should be the Nanshan described by Tao Yuanming, the ancestor of centuries of pastoralism and the hermit master of the ages, and even more so the quiet spring mountain sky at night described by Wang Wei.

Zhao Ying followed Suxin and walked into the yard.

Fu Xiting specifically told him not to let outsiders dirty his house, so on that day, when Su Xin took people to the teahouse, they walked through the outer courtyard.

Zhao Ying opened his mouth in surprise as he looked at the scene in front of him step by step, unable to recover for a long time.

When she followed Su Xin to the destination, she was shocked by the glass house in front of her.

The blinds around the glass house were lowered, leaving only one side empty, facing the large lawn in the yard.

From a distance, she saw a girl wearing white short-sleeves and a high ponytail holding a wool ball and throwing it into the distance. Then she saw Sayazi and ran over to pick it up.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have never seen such a smart cat.

"Mr. Zhao, sit down." In the tea room, Fu Xiting was wearing beige home clothes, and the sharp aura unique to businessmen around him had long since disappeared.

Zhao Zhen glanced at Zhao Ying, who was sitting opposite Fu Xiting.

When I looked over, I realized that what Fu Xiting was holding was a copy of the Tao Te Ching.

At this age - Zhao Zhen had to sigh once.

"Sorry to bother Mr. Fu," Zhao Zhen said with a tone full of humility and respect for the superior.

Zhao Ying felt a little sad after hearing this.

Fu Xiting smiled slightly, raised his lips, reached for the teapot and poured Zhao Zhen a cup of tea. When the mouth of the teapot was pointed at the teacup in front of Zhao Ying, the man said coolly: "It's really annoying."

polite?

No.

Fu Xiting does not need to flatter anyone in the capital.

The Zhao family's position in the capital is far lower than that of the Fu family.

Zhao Zhen was stunned.

Then he remembered the purpose of coming, and said: "We are sorry."

Fu Xiting put the teapot in his hand on the table and changed the subject sharply.

"Mr. Zhao, you don't have to be so cautious when you speak out. Logically speaking, I am a junior and should listen to your blunt words."

(End of chapter)