Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 140 140: What style of wedding do you want?

Chapter 140 140 What style of wedding do you want?

Fu Xiting has been in the shopping mall for many years, and he has gradually reached his current position step by step. Naturally, he has the ability to use high tactics.

If we had to tell the truth, people familiar with the matter might not be able to come out even if they talked about it for days and nights.

All the conspiracies and tricks used by Fu Xiting to dominate the shopping mall can be said to be a school of their own.

Now, in front of Jiang Yi, he plays the role of a big-tailed wolf, telling her to run away early, while using underworld means to restrict her travel and transportation.

That's it?

Jiang Yi was disdainful.

Fu Xiting's ability to act both decisively and decisively amazed her.

"Miss Jiang, why don't you tell me what I did?"

"Mr. Fu, don't you have any ideas in mind?"

Fu Xiting was not angry at all. He smiled and shook his head: "I really don't understand what Miss Jiang said."

"Everyone has the right to pursue what they want. I let Miss Jiang run because of my verbal words. I didn't let Miss Jiang run because of my inner thoughts. As for the means that Miss Jiang said, I will remove half of my skin."

Now that I am in this position, if I don’t exercise this right, won’t others think I’m stupid?”

Fu Xiting has worked hard over the years to become the richest man in the country, not to pay taxes to the country. What he wants is the infinite convenience that this status brings to him, and the rights that this position brings him.

Have the right to use it?

How is this different from leaving a house full of gold and silver to go out to beg for rice?

"I really can't understand what Mr. Fu said. After all, I haven't sat in Mr. Fu's position, so I can't understand it."

"It's not that you can't understand, it's that you don't want to understand."

Fu Xiting put it bluntly.

Jiang Yi couldn't understand it, but Jiang Fu understood it deeply.

Jiang Yi took out a tissue and wiped his lips carelessly, perhaps because he felt that this was not enough.

"Director Fu, twist the bottle of water."

Fu Xiting sat next to him and reached out to pick up the mineral water beside him, unscrew it and hand it to her.

Jiang Yi reached out and took it, soaked some water in it, wetted the paper towel, and then began to wipe his lips.

Fu Xiting:…………

Angry?

nature.

Jiang Yi's actual actions can be compared to cynicism and hurtful remarks.

Bang————The man threw the mineral water in his hand aside.

His face was dark.

She opened her thin lips lightly and said in a cold voice: "What? Miss Jiang's mouth is stained with feces?"

Jiang Yi paused in his movements and looked at him slightly surprised, thinking about Fu Xiting's cold words.

Then, someone who didn't know who was disgusted said: "It's more than just poop. Mr. Fu thought about it deeply, don't you feel it? Do you want to wipe it?"

Fu Xiting:…………

Guan Qing was sitting in the passenger seat, looking through the rearview mirror at the two people in the back seat.

The back-and-forth words between the two made Guan Qing feel inexplicably terrified.

"There are hundreds of millions of bacteria in human saliva. These bacteria will enter various parts of your body through your mouth, say hello to your spleen, stomach, and liver, and then enter the place where they should enter. You may not think it's okay at the moment, but you can't tell.

That day————.”

"Do you still want to go home?"

Disgust him?

No way to deal with you?

When Fu Xiting's faint tone sounded, Jiang Yi shut up.

"You can only threaten me while I'm still young."

When Fu Xiting heard these words, he seemed to think of something, and looked sideways at Jiang Yi with a slightly unfathomable look.

"you sure?"

You must have different emotions this time. Of course Jiang Yi will not continue to follow his words.

At the beginning of 2010, she and Fu Xiting were sitting in a teahouse somewhere in Beijing. The man was leaning on the imperial chair, playing with the glazed teapot in his hand, and said leisurely: "Jiang, do you believe it or not, Mr. Fu made it impossible for you to leave this door today?"

Not only could he teach her while she was still young, he could also do the same after she reached a high position, but at that time, Fu Xiting had a little more respect for her.

At this moment, she relied on him.

You have to be controlled by him.

Jiang Yi balled up the tissue in his hand and held it in his palm. Fu Xiting reached out and opened the center console, where there was an ashtray.

Inexplicably, Jiang Yi felt that this ashtray looked familiar.

Before I could take a closer look, the center console was closed.

What followed was Fu Xiting's warm words: "What style of wedding do you want?"

"What?" Jiang Yi didn't seem to hear Fu Xiting's words clearly, and he was a little excited about what he asked.

Fu Xiting was patient and asked again: "What style of wedding do you want?"

"I don't quite understand what Mr. Fu means."

marry?

This is not Fu Xiting's style, nor should it be his style.

"What is the next step of the engagement? Miss Jiang should know, right?"

"The next step for ordinary people to get engaged is to get married, but is it too early for Mr. Fu to say the word marriage now?"

"It's not early," the man's lips curled up slightly.

"I think it's too early."

"Ms. Jiang feels it's early? Is it because she feels it's early? Or is it because the Yingying Yanyan beside her feels it's early?"

Jiang Yi smiled: "Director Fu, don't forget that you are forcing someone to make things difficult for you. Don't look at me like a victim who has been raped by a woman. Getting married? It's too early. You have to wait until I graduate at the earliest."

"There is no conflict between getting married and studying."

Men are strong and domineering.

There is no room for negotiation.

Jiang Yigang wanted to continue to refute.

The phone rang, and she glanced at Fu Xiting, thinking that she didn't want to argue with him anymore, so she reached out and picked up the phone.

"Miss Jiang."

When a familiar voice came from the other side of the receiver, Jiang Yi's thoughts were stuck for a second.

The closed environment in the carriage allowed Fu Xiting to hear this soft call. Before Jiang Yi could answer, Fu Xiting put his hand on her waist and pinched her hard. Jiang Yi gasped in pain.

The sound, which was neither too loud nor too quiet, was just enough for Lin Jingzhou to hear.

"What's wrong with Miss Jiang?"

Fu Xiting never moved his hand away, and sat next to Jiang Yi. His tone did not rise even a little bit, and he deliberately spoke with a warm tone: "What's wrong, Lin Fan, can't you understand?"

After saying that, he reached out and took away Jiang Yi's cell phone, hung up the call, and blocked Lin Jingzhou.

When the phone was thrown to Jiang Yi, the man's warning tone sounded at the same time: "You need to know your identity, Jiang Yi."

He emphasized the word "Jiang Yi" very seriously.

"I'm curious, what are you worried about, Mr. Fu? Are you worried that I'll cheat on you? Or are you worried that Lin Jingzhou will kidnap your fiancée?"

Fu Xiting glanced at Jiang Yi with a half-smile: "I'm worried that you will die in the hands of someone."

"Jiang Yi, as your fiancé, I would like to give you a kind reminder."

"If you don't have a good background in your family, don't be too big an official. If you don't have the ability, don't overstep your rank and provoke others. Otherwise, the result will be death."

As soon as Fu Xiting finished speaking, the driver happened to park the car in the hospital parking lot.

Fu Xiting's words seemed to be a blow to her head, waking her up.

There is no background in the family, so don't be too big. This is a warning to her in her previous life.

If a person is incompetent, don't overstep his rank and provoke him. This is the end of his life.

As usual, there will be another chapter later

(End of chapter)

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