Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 235 235 Stop talking nonsense, call the police

Fu Xiting's day was heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching.

Perhaps the past six months had given him an illusion. Seeing Jiang Yi every day after get off work had given him a habit. If this trip to Hong Kong was not helpless, he would not have come.

He was very nervous when he went out. He had only been out for a day and Jiang Yi had already stayed up all night. How could he survive?

When Suxin texted Jiang Yi to tell her that he was coming home, he made a phone call.

Jiang Yi turned over and sat up, looked at the door and said, "Come in." Suxin stood at the door with her mobile phone and spoke a little cautiously: "Little madam, sir, please call."

Jiang Yi looked at the time, it was one minute past twelve o'clock.

She almost laughed in anger.

I don't know whether it means this person is in good spirits, or because he insists on holding her tight.

Jiang Yi hummed: "You go and rest! I'll get her back."

Suxin didn't think much about it, but actually hung up the phone and left.

As soon as Su Xin left, Jiang Yi lifted up the quilt and got in without any intention of calling back.

She just picked up her phone and continued scrolling through the posts. The latest comment made her look at it twice: [Zhao Ying was placed in a shopping mall to deal with businessmen and nobles. He lost his mind and married her home as a vase.

Missing a bit of appearance, so unattractive

No matter what, he is still a love brain. He has been chasing Lin Jingzhou for more than ten years and has not been able to get it. It seems that it is not an exaggeration for Zhao Zhen to give himself a full hope. Let's all leave! After all, he is a poor man. The weather is cold enough.

It must be more chilling]

Just as Jiang Yicai was about to click on the person's profile picture, Fu Xiting's call came in.

Jiang Yi couldn't bear it and cursed.

"Does Mr. Fu have any program if he doesn't sleep this late at night?"

Fu Xiting: "Jiang Yi, can you not be so yin and yang?"

"You disturbed me," Jiang Yi lay flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling, feeling quite helpless.

"Did I disturb you by calling you? I saw that you were quite high when you were clubbing."

"It's time to go out to the bar, time to go to bed, and what time to do something. Isn't this what Mr. Fu taught me?"

Fu Xiting laughed angrily at her talking about Fu Dong: "Jiang Yi, talking about Fu Dong, did you meet her in a bar?"

"Okay? Is Mr. Fu so unsure of himself? Looking at the entire capital, who can compare to Mr. Fu?"

Fu Xiting's haze became less intense: "It's good that you know."

Jiang Yi snorted: "There are definitely no good ones, but there are quite a few young ones."

Fu Xiting:

The evening's exchange ended with Fu Xiting's defeat.

But this pleasure did not last long.

The next day, when Zhao Ying went to work, she saw Si Bai's secretary Mengyao sitting in the reception room, looking like she was waiting for her.

When Mengyao saw her, she stood up from her chair and said, "Principal Zhao, Mr. Si asked me to tell you something."

"Say," Zhao Ying put the bag in his hand on the table.

"Mr. Si said that from now on, our company's external negotiation cases will not go to Judge Zhao. Since we are all acquaintances, let me come over and say hello to you so that you don't have to arrange the work here.

Already."

As soon as Mengyao finished speaking, the whole office emitted a deathly silence.

With this feeling of tranquility, I could film a crematorium scene in a matter of minutes.

After all, Mengyao was Si Bai's right-hand man, and she had imagined such an outcome before coming here. After all, no matter who's long-term customer was robbed, it would be unacceptable.

What's more, Zhao Ying still has a grudge against Jiang Yi.

And this hatred - I couldn't explain it in a word or a half for a while.

"So? Who gave the case from Mr. Si?"

Mengyao: "Jiang Fu."

Telling people this kind of thing bluntly will definitely create conflicts, but Si Bai has the temperament to ignore the bastard when it comes to excitement. He has been suppressed by Fu Xiting for so many years, and now he can finally stand up and become the master. How could this happen?

Give up this great opportunity to watch a great show.

Whenever Zhao Ying and Jiang Yi fight, he can parachute back from the moon to watch the show.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first," Mengyao nodded towards Zhao Ying.

Then he turned around and went out.

On the other hand, Zhao Ying stood there as if his soul had been taken away.

The hand that fell beside him was squeezed into a circle, and all the muscles in his body were trembling.

Someone in the office opened Baidu on his computer and looked at the so-called Dejiang Fu. What he saw was incredible.

"Fu Dong's wife's company."

Everyone:.

"That female college student?"

The man staring at the computer nodded.

Then, everyone looked at Zhao Ying with a little more sympathy, probably thinking that she was really miserable.

He was actually manipulated into a corner by a female college student who had just graduated from school, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, behind that person is Fu Dong.

And there is only one Fu Dong in the whole country.

Who dares to fight against it?

Zhao Ying thought of Jiang Yi's arrogant and proud look in his mind, and the hatred in his heart surged like an overwhelming force.

Can't contain it.

"Have you told her?" As soon as Mengyao got into the car, the man took out the cigarette from his lips and looked at her as if he was watching a good show.

Mengyao nodded: "I told you."

"What's the reaction?" Si Bai asked.

"No response," Mengyao replied.

Si Bai looked at Mengyao with squinted eyes, looking at her a little: "Are you brave enough? Dare you lie to your boss?"

Mengyao rolled her eyes: "Why should I lie to you about this kind of thing? It's not good for me. I don't have such a bad taste as you. I stare at people all day long and wish they would chop each other with knives so that you can watch the show."

Si Bai: ........."I see that not only have you gained courage, but your wings have also become stronger."

He kicked the driver's seat: "Pull over. Secretary Meng has something to do, so I'll take a taxi back."

The driver looked at Mengyao sympathetically.

I thought to myself, who should I mess with but not the boss?

Isn’t this asking for trouble?

Mengyao was kicked out of the car and stood in the cold winter looking at the car driving away, gritting her teeth angrily.

"It's really nothing."

Mengyao angrily gathered her coat and took a taxi back to the company.

This morning, when Jiang Yi went to the company, he saw Si Han, the second generation ancestor, sitting in the lobby of the company and teasing the front desk.

"What are you doing? Where do you think this is?" Jiang Yi shouted angrily, interrupting Si Han's words.

When Si Han turned around and saw Jiang Yi standing behind him, he quickly stood up straight: "Hello, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Yi:…………

If you don’t watch it, you really don’t like it.

But I have to deny that this person is useful.

She waved her hand: "Go and get rid of that yellow hair of yours and then report back."

Si Han was surprised: "Ah?"

"Ah what?" Jiang Yi asked back.

"My body and skin are affected by my parents. My mother would be sad if she knew I had cut my hair."

Jiang Yi smiled: "What about that? You go find your mother?"

Si Han:..."Then I'd better go and solve it!"

"Mr. Jiang, this is today's interview," the front desk handed a list to Jiang Yi, who glanced at it lightly.

When he landed on a familiar name, his eyes paused for a few seconds.

"A person named Wen Sirui will be here soon. Just ask her to come directly to my office."

"good."

Jiang Yi stepped forward to go upstairs, when someone at the door asked who Jiang Yi was.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Someone asked me to bring you flowers," the deliveryman said as he carried an extra large bunch of flowers into the building. Jiang Yi looked at it and frowned slightly.

He walked over and picked up the card with his long fingertips.

"I wish Jiangpan's business a prosperous future."

The prosperity is booming and the white flowers are given away?

Do you want her to be prosperous or do you want her to collapse early?

She stretched out her hand and slowly tore the card into pieces, looked at the large handful of white tulips, and ordered her secretary to put the things by the door, and if anyone wanted them, they could be taken away.

It didn't take long for word to spread that Jiang Yi had taken Sihan's company's case.

Everyone talks about it, and there are many people who like to watch others fight.

"It's good to have a richest husband. You can get whatever you want, and someone will take care of it anyway," everyone in the restaurant was talking about each other.

It happened to be lunch time, and there was no shortage of senior executives and urban beauties who liked to listen to gossip in the central business district. When they heard the name of Dongting Group, everyone pricked up their ears unconsciously.

"What can I say? This Zhao Ying is also unlucky. Who would have thought that Jiang Yi would become a serf and sing? He would just crush him."

"It's quite unlucky." A group of young ladies from wealthy families have nothing to do and hang out in forums and gossip all day long. However, this group of dull-eyed people who have been tortured by their fathers in the office building all day long need this kind of fresh blood.

The people who are chatting enjoy the conversation, and the people who are listening are happy to hear it. This is the most perfect result.

As get off work was approaching in the afternoon, Jiang Yi went to the archives to check files.

Si Han drove her.

The phone kept buzzing along the way.

Jiang Yi endured it for a long time before losing his temper: "Don't you read the message?"

"Let's drive, I have to think about Mr. Jiang's safety."

"Then turn off your phone, it's very noisy," Jiang Yi said directly.

Si Han held his breath and turned off the phone.

"Boss, why are you going to the archives? To get information?"

"kindness."

"What information do you want to get? Let me see if I can give you some."

Jiang Yi became interested, propped up the backrest of the driver's seat and looked at Si Han like a kid: "Si Han! If I fight with your brother later, who will you help?"

Si Han's first reaction was not to make a choice, but to ask: "Why are we fighting?"

"Do you need a reason for this?"

"Of course," Si Han responded: "Just like you and Zhao Ying are fighting because you stole her man————."

Bang - Jiang Yi raised his hand and slapped him on the shoulder.

He scolded him angrily: "Watch your words."

"Because her man cares about you," a clever idea flashed in Si Han's mind and he changed his words casually.

"Then you and my brother must have a reason."

"I——Bang!!" Just as Sihan turned the corner, a car coming behind grabbed the driveway and directly brushed against his body.

A squeaking sound.

"Damn it, are you blind when you step on a horse?" Si Han cursed as he stepped on the brakes.

After opening the door and getting out of the car, he saw the other party also getting out. The driver glanced at Si Han's car and said in a business-like tone, "I'm sorry, we can compensate."

"The road is so wide that it can't accommodate you? You have to pass by my car. Is your mother going to give birth or should you rush to reincarnate?"

The other party was shocked: "We didn't mean it. As we said, we can compensate."

"Call the police!"

"I'm most annoyed by people like you who keep things private when you come up."

Jiang Yi sat in the car and glanced at the license plate of the car that came up to him, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

The phone call was made to Si Han.

"Zhao Zhen's car, stop talking nonsense and call the police!"

"He's not the only one in the car," Si Han said in his mind.

I hung up the phone and dialed 110 directly.

When the driver saw that he was about to dial 1110, he stepped forward to say something.

But he saw Si Han reaching out to block him.

Before the call was dialed, the back seat window was rolled down, and Zhao Zhen's face appeared in Si Han's sight.

"Second Young Master Si?"

Zhao Zhen asked in a good voice, with a "I know who you are, but I'm not sure" feeling. It showed that he knew a few people in the capital, but he was not among the people he knew.

Inside.

Si Han was also a smart man. When he saw Zhao Zhen frowning and asking, he also frowned: "Uncle, who are you? You look familiar, but I just can't remember where I've seen him before."

Zhao Zhen looked at Si Han and could tell with a clear eye that this man was cheating.

After a while, the traffic police not far away came over.

What a coincidence. Today, the TV station and the traffic police jointly produced a traffic program, and a large number of people came.

When the camera came up, Zhao Zhen closed the car window without thinking. The driver was also frightened. He gave a brief explanation to the traffic police and then moved the car aside to deal with it.

"Second Young Master Si, the person sitting inside is Mr. Zhao Zhenzhao."

Before the driver started driving, he sounded like a warning.

Si Han thought to himself, nonsense, of course I know, I'm just too lazy to talk to you.

I just knew you were Zhao Zhen, that's why I called the police.

Although he thought so in his heart, Si Han still pretended to be surprised: "Oh my god! You could have told me earlier! Then I wouldn't have called the police!"

driver:…………

Are you sure I can't tell that you're just faking it?

"What should I do? Should I go up and apologize?" Si Han seemed frightened.

"No need, it's enough that Second Young Master Si has this intention. If anything happens, we can communicate on the phone."

Si Han waved his hand and shouted something like asking Mr. Zhao to walk slowly.

As soon as he got in the car, Si Han looked at Jiang Yi and began to claim credit: "Did I perform well?"

Jiang Yi nodded: "Not bad."

"Pull over."

Si Han was confused: "Aren't we going to the archives?"

"Look what time it is." It's six o'clock, the archives is off duty, and they couldn't touch it even if they rushed over.

"What about me?"

Jiang Yi opened the car door and responded: "You're off work."

Si Han:..."Is it time to get off work now? We don't work overtime or do 996 or anything like that? Is it time to get off work?"

Jiang Yi was too lazy to pay attention to him, stopped a car and drove away.

Si Han sat in the car and plucked his black hair irritably.

Where could he pass the time when he couldn't get up or down?

That night, Jiang Yi was not in a hurry to return to Yu Garden. Instead, he went to the dark alley. When he entered through the back door, he happened to see two people supporting a girl coming out of the back door. Their whereabouts were mysterious.

The girl looked up at her when she passed by.

Jiang Yi looked sideways and looked at it.

When the secret bustard saw her coming, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Jiang Yi handed her the photo in the bag. The bustard held the cigarette between her bright red nails and took the photo with her other hand.

He lowered his eyes and asked: "How to do it?"

"Find a playmate to meet her."

(End of chapter)