Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 186 186: One more person left

The Jiang family originally had a small cat.

Fu Xiting sent the cat over again. Within a moment, the two cats were fighting in the house, and the cat hair flew everywhere. Jiang Yi and Yi Tian stood in the living room, looking at the gift in front of them in silence for a while and falling into deep thought.

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Fu Xiting is a master at playing tricks and tricks. Everything he does must be done for a reason or to achieve a certain purpose.

Today, Fang Chi brought in large and small packages of gifts, and Jiang Yi had to think too much.

Jiang Yi reached out to push the two cats away, then carried Tang Yuan'er upstairs.

He threw it into his room, and when he turned around and came down, he saw Yi Tian leading people to move large and small bags of things to the storage room.

"Do you need my help?"

She asked gently.

Yi Tian told him no need.

Jiang Yi grabbed the little cat by the back of its neck and placed it on the sofa with its legs crossed.

He took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Fu Xiting.

【????】

On this day, Fu Xiting was out socializing.

When Ben was drinking and chatting happily, he suddenly received a text message from Jiang Yi, which made this man unable to recover.

After a moment of silence, I replied with a text message, the same four question marks.

Jiang Yi looked at Fu Xiting's four question marks.

I just felt my temples being throbbing hard.

"What does it mean to give something away?"

Does Fu Xiting understand the meaning of Jiang Yi's text message?

Of course I understand, but - I have to pretend not to understand.

If he understood everything, how could Jiang Yi talk to him?

"Be filial to your mother-in-law."

Jiang Yi looked at the content of the text message and sneered angrily: "Thank God, if you don't harm my daughter, I will be grateful to you."

Fu Xiting looked at the content of the text message, squinted his eyes slightly, reached out to remove the cigarette from his lips, and reached out to light the ashes in the ashtray: "It is precisely because I can't help harming other people's daughters that I give them things to curry favor with them.

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Fu Xiting is a master of time management. What he hates the most is his subordinates. They grind and grind and can't say a word for a long time.

And the summary of all these reactions proves that this person is a person who doesn't like to waste time.

But he is such a powerful person who doesn't like to waste time. In the entertainment scene, he willingly takes his mobile phone to accompany his lover and initiates text messages.

I usually think it's a waste of time.

But today, I seem to feel that there is a bit of romance in it.

The people across from him repeatedly raised their glasses to toast, but Fu Xiting lowered his head to fiddle with his mobile phone and dropped his raised hand again.

The vice president next to him watched and picked up the cup frequently to calm the atmosphere.

Jiang Yi stayed at Jiang's house for three days.

On the evening of the third day, an uninvited guest came to the Jiang family.

When Jiang Yi opened the door and saw Lin Jingzhou standing outside the house, he was slightly stunned.

"Lin Fan, please come in."

"Mr. Jiang," Lin Jingzhou's eyes crossed the river and landed on Jiang Ze.

"Yiyi, can you help dad bring a cup of tea to the study?"

Jiang Ze's call brought Jiang Yi's mind back to its original position.

She responded.

I made two cups of tea and served them.

When I was about to reach the door of the study, I heard Lin Jingzhou's voice coming from the study: "I came here today for that matter. I hope Mr. Jiang can help me. After all, this matter involves the lives of many people. We need to pay tribute to those who died."

One person will give the explanation.”

Jiang Ze's evasive words sounded as expected: "If I knew about this matter, I would definitely tell Lin Fan, but I don't know and can't do anything about it."

"What if your relatives are involved in this matter?"

Jiang Ze still spoke calmly: "The dead rest in peace, the living have my condolences, Lin Fan, please don't embarrass me."

"You are joining hands to get something from it. After Jiang Fu's death, if you have not risen to a high position in your work, you must have gained something in terms of benefits. If the ultimate benefit of this matter is not in your hands, then you can only

It means that you gave the results of this benefit to others and used it as a wedding dress. Am I right in my analysis? Mr. Jiang, there are not many people who can make so many people from the capital family join hands to fawn over you."

Fu Xiting's words flashed in Jiang Yi's mind: I let them send it because I respect them.

Fu Xiting, this is the most intuitive answer in Jiang Yi's mind.

Jiang Yi, who had been blocked for days, seemed to be suddenly opened up by these words.

She turned around abruptly and left, because she turned around too hastily, so she didn't hear the next sentence.

Jiang Ze's tone was calm: "Lin Fan wants to know the answer so much, he might as well go back and ask your father."

Jiang Yi went straight to Qingfeng Terrace that night. What was he doing here?

Here comes Si Han.

When she stood at the door of Qingfeng Terrace and called Si Han,

The people who were having fun inside were obviously startled.

One mouthful and one meaning sister.

"come out."

Jiang Yi's tone was crisp and clear.

"Where are you?"

"At the entrance of Qingfeng Terrace," Jiang Yi said concisely and concisely.

Si Han was stunned: "How did you know I was here?"

"Your brother told me."

When Si Han came out of the box at Qingfeng Terrace, he saw Jiang Yi sitting on the curb opposite, smoking, holding a cheap Yellow Crane Tower in his hand.

"Where did the smoke come from?"

Si Han was confused.

Jiang Yi did not answer his question, but instead looked at the beggar not far away.

What surprised him the most was that the beggar was holding a red Mao Zedong card in his hand and was looking at it with a smile.

From time to time, I glanced at Grandpa Mao in my hand, and from time to time, I glanced at Jiang Yi.

It's as if Jiang Yi is the fool.

"Spend a hundred yuan to buy a three-dollar cigarette from a beggar? If you are so good at business, Fu Xiting will be bankrupted by you sooner or later."

Jiang Yi sat on the side of the road, took out a piece of A4 paper from his pocket and handed it to Si Han, and also handed him a pen.

well.

Si Han shook the A4 paper open and saw a dozen names written on a piece of white paper, and was a little confused.

"relation chart?"

Jiang Yi reached out and lit the cigarette ashes: "Let's draw!"

"Wouldn't it be better for you to do this to Fu Donghua?"

Jiang Yi thought to himself that it would be better to ask Fu Xiting to paint.

But Fu Xiting is also one of the suspects. What is the difference between asking him to paint and asking for death?

Under the dim street light, Jiang Yi dragged her chin and looked at Si Han, and spoke sweetly, with a hint of confusion: "I don't like to stay with old men for too long."

Si Han:………….

"Sister Yi just wants me to paint, but don't talk to me about love. If I poach Dong Fu, he can dig up my family's ancestral graves."

Si Han took the pen and glanced at Jiang Yi, who was sitting casually on the curb. He bravely sat down next to Jiang Yi.

A black gel pen drew several lines on the upper reaches of the A4 paper, connecting all the relationship diagrams of people in the capital, big and small.

Jiang Yi sat next to her and watched with a cigarette between her fingers. As she expected, most of the character analysis diagrams matched what she had guessed.

Si Han finished connecting all the characters and suddenly found something wrong.

"On this piece of paper, you still have one person missing."

(End of chapter)