Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 263 264: Master, dump him

Some people returned home anxiously, while others left home quietly. When Fu Xiting heard the news, he had mixed feelings.

He didn't know how to feel about Jiang Yi. He was not a good expressive person. He suffered psychological trauma when he was young and was hurt by his biological mother as an adult. If these incidents happened to others, it would only

I'm afraid that the other person will already be depressed.

But he's still holding on.

But this strength is being broken down by a resolute and determined person.

"Sir," Fang Chi had just sent him to the company. He thought he could relax, but when he saw Fu Xiting leaving and returning, he was so frightened that his whole body suddenly became tense.

"Go to the airport and ask Guan Qing to arrange a flight to Huzhou."

"But--"

"No buts." The man started to stop what he was going to say next.

Fang Chi probably never thought that such a dramatic scene would happen. He couldn't wait to go home every minute in Haizhou, and after returning to the capital, he kept going to Huzhou.

Fang Chi drove all the way to the airport. Fu Xiting received a call from Wen Qi in the back seat. He said something urgently, but the man still looked cold: "Go to the doctor if you are sick. Call me. I can help you rejuvenate."

Did she go back ten years?"

After saying that, he threw the phone beside him.

On the other side, Wen Qi stood under the eaves with his mobile phone, looking back at Meng Shu helplessly.

The latter leaned back, looking frustrated.

"Madam—" Wen Qi called softly.

Meng Shu waved her hand slightly, indicating that she didn't need to say anything.

Shanghai is not far from the capital, and Ai Hao handed Jiang Yi the information when he got off the plane.

"Shanghai was originally the second site of our former election. It was said that it is close to the coast and is developing rapidly. As a new commercial city, the business chain should be very broad. Zhao Ying was opposed to it at first. He didn't know why.

It’s been a while since I started showing up here.”

Jiang Yi walked forward and listened to Ai Hao's words, feeling mixed feelings in her heart.

The reason why she originally chose Shanghai was because the place has mild seasons and is suitable for retirement.

now?

If you don't take care of yourself, your life will be gone.

"Of course she has to go this way. When her father is here, she occupies her position and does nothing and no one can do anything to her. Now that her father is gone, if she doesn't show some achievements, let's see who will support her."

Ai Hao glanced sideways at Jiang Yi, who was walking quickly. On this day, she was wearing a goose-yellow chiffon dress, with shoulder-length hair hanging loose, and she looked like a fairy in the flowers as she walked.

Ai Hao's eyes burned on Jiang Yi's back. He never looked back and only said four words: "Have something to say?"

Ai Hao scratched his head: "I want to ask you a more personal question."

"Ask," Jiang Yi walked across the airport building.

"Why did you get married so early?"

"From what perspective?" Jiang Yi asked.

"If marriage is an option, you should have more choices instead of closing your door as soon as you leave school."

Jiang Yi seemed a little surprised. She didn't expect Ai Hao to ask this. She looked back at the person: "Do you think there will be someone better than Fu Xiting?"

"Maybe not financially, but in terms of charisma, he's certainly not the best."

"Strong faith, noble character, calm and decisive, decent manners, and strict self-discipline are the characteristics of personality charm. Just because you haven't seen him before doesn't mean he doesn't have it."

Ai Hao seemed to want to argue eloquently with Jiang Yi: "But he is not lenient to others."

Jiang Yi's forward steps stopped abruptly, she held her lips and looked at Ai Hao: "The victim is not you, of course you can accuse him of not being tolerant to others, and then blame him when you have been equally hurt like him.

"

"Also, no matter what, Fu Xiting is my husband," the implication is that it is not your turn to criticize.

Ai Hao shrugged, as if he was not ready to give up. He pulled his suitcase and followed Jiang Yi: "No matter what, you will not slander him to the outside world. Even if he is a green onion, you will still describe him."

Become a towering tree."

Jiang Yi frowned hard and looked at Ai Hao with a bit of displeasure: "Who gave you the confidence?"

"Love brain," Ai Hao said casually.

"The bathroom is over there. Too much sweetness in your brain will shrink your brain. Go in and wash yourself."

Ai Hao shrugged: "I used to know a girl like you who took the overall situation into consideration. What happened to you in the end?"

"Dead? The target is still involved with someone else?"

Ai Hao was surprised: "How do you know?"

Jiang Yi thought to herself, are you using my own story to warn me to prove to me that you are great?

That’s all,

This fool has no bad intentions, but his mind is a little unclear.

Jiang Yi didn't bother to pay attention to him, grabbed his suitcase and left.

Fate can also be divided into good fate and bad fate, and Jiang Yi and Zhao Ying's fate should be the kind of bad fate that killed each other's family in the previous life.

When the two met at the front desk of the hotel, they both saw surprise in their eyes.

Zhao Ying stared at Jiang Yi, hatred boiling in his heart.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Jiang is also in Shanghai."

"Unfortunately, I came here after I knew that Judge Zhao was here." Jiang Yi didn't mean to be polite and retorted Zhao Ying's words as soon as he opened his mouth.

Zhao Ying was stunned: "What does Mr. Jiang mean?"

Jiang Yi smiled, took the room card from Ai Hao, turned around and headed towards the elevator.

When Zhao Ying saw Jiang Yi, she felt inexplicably flustered and looked at the secretary behind her: "Have you contacted Mr. Wen?"

"I contacted him and said that Mr. Wen is still in Hong Kong and will arrive in Shanghai in the evening."

"Let's see if we can meet up tonight."

"Mr. Wen said that no official business will be done at night," Zina said with a embarrassed look on her face.

Jiang Yi didn't need to do anything else, just showing up would disrupt Zhao Ying's position.

At this moment, she was no longer just flustered.

"Boss, did President Jiang show up on purpose to mess you up?" Zina spoke cautiously, trying to comfort Zhao Ying with these words.

As for the latter, it is too clear that Jiang Yi is not someone who wastes time. Everything she does must have a purpose.

Upstairs, Jiang Yi just opened the door, and Ai Hao handed her the contents of the bag: "I heard that the secretary bought medicine and said that you have had a cough these days."

Jiang Yi stretched out his hand to take it and said thank you.

"Put your luggage and get ready to go out."

"Now?" Ai Hao was confused.

Jiang Yi responded to him while pushing open the door: "Now."

As soon as he entered the room, Jiang Yi put down his luggage, took out his mobile phone and took a look. Except for some work information, there was no other information.

Simply, I didn’t bother to read it.

Jiang Yi went straight to the Wen Group, which made Ai Hao feel unreliable.

Sitting in the car, he advised Jiang Yi earnestly: "Everyone in Shanghai knows that the new head of the Wen family has a weird personality and doesn't like to deal with others. If you go there rashly like this, you might be rejected."

Jiang Yi sighed and rubbed his temples.

My head is throbbing and hurting, probably because of the excessive air-conditioning in the past few days.

The person next to me is also noisy, and can kill an entire enemy group with just one mouthful.

He has always been like this. Jiang thinks it's strange or not, but - just because he's not strange doesn't mean he can accept it.

Ai Hao's noise was like an old rooster that came to crow by the bed at five o'clock in the morning before she woke up.

Disgusting.

"It's not like I can't help you if you want to go back to Zhao Ying," Ai Hao's words suddenly stopped when Jiang Yi's light tone sounded.

"Old roosters raised in other people's homes always crow on time, but it's better for you to keep up with it, like a clockwork machine, without stopping for 24 hours. Are you tired?"

"Aren't I afraid that you'll run away in vain just because you're not feeling well?"

"Stop fooling around with Si Han," Jiang Yi said calmly.

At 4:50, Jiang Yi can be said to have reached the right place.

As soon as I got off the car and was about to enter the hall, I saw a familiar figure walking from a distance surrounded by people. The other person obviously saw her and was stunned for a moment.

"Wen Ziqi," Ai Hao's voice sounded in Jiang Yi's ears.

Isn't this the same person who was drinking with her at the beach?

She saw a man strolling from the opposite side until he stopped in front of her.

Jiang Yi suddenly laughed: "Mr. Wen?"

"Jiang Ban?" Wen Ziqi also seemed quite confused.

"It's me," Jiang Yi nodded.

The man suddenly smiled, as if he had remembered something. He looked at Jiang Yi with a feeling of being tricked by fate: "So it is Jiang Ban who has been frequently contacted by people in recent days?"

"Mr. Wen may have misunderstood me," Jiang Yi's eyes fell on Wen Ziqi. The man was in a suit and leather shoes, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and his hair was combed meticulously. He looked like a gentleman and a scumbag.

Wen Ziqi glanced behind him. His secretary came from the crowd and spoke a few words in his ear. She vaguely heard Zong Ying's name.

"If Mr. Wen is not busy, would you like a drink?"

The two of them had a close relationship and had a good impression of each other when they met, so they didn't take too many precautions.

Wen Ziqi said something to his secretary, and the senior executives behind him dispersed.

"It's too early to drink. Let's eat first?"

In the restaurant on the top floor, the private room door was pushed open by the waiter. Wen Ziqi pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose behind him, took the kettle from the waiter's hand and poured Jiang Yi a cup of tea.

"Thank you," Jiang Yi reached out to hold the cup.

"I should express my gratitude to Judge Jiang," Wen Ziqi said with a smile.

Jiang Yi seemed to have gleaned something from his words, and frowned sharply: "What does Mr. Wen mean?"

Wen Ziqi poured himself a cup of tea: "I received a call from Director Fu half an hour ago."

Jiang Yi held the cup tightly with her fingertips.

Just listen to Wen Ziqi's eloquent words: "The Wen family has just fought a turnaround and needs support from all parties. I have contacted Fu Dong many times to cooperate with Dongting, but for a long time, the contact level has been at the secretary level.

Even the management did not get in, and today, because of Judge Jiang, Director Fu personally contacted me half an hour ago."

Jiang Yi thought that Wen Ziqi would eat with him because of other reasons, but he didn't expect that it was because of Fu Xiting.

In the capital, Jiang Yi suddenly realized Fu Xiting's ability when he was in a foreign place.

She lowered her head with a smile, and the smile on her lips spread: "I don't need to say anything unnecessary? Anyway, Mr. Wen will cooperate with us no matter what."

The word "rotten" flashed through Wen Ziqi's mind.

Jiang Yi is ready to go like this?

The latter smiled: "If Judge Jiang can say something, I would be happy to listen."

"Mr. Wen is happy to listen but I am happy to speak, so be it!"

Wen Ziqi smiled broadly and nodded: "I respect Judge Jiang's opinion."

Jiang Yi couldn't describe what he felt for a moment.

There is a thorn stuck in the throat, which cannot go up or come down.

Obviously I have the ability and ability to handle this matter well, but now I am frustrated by what Fu Xiting did.

The first thing they saw was not her ability, but Fu Xiting behind her.

Satire?

uncertain.

But it’s definitely true that it doesn’t feel good.

At seven o'clock, Jiang Yi ended his meeting with Wen Ziqi.

"Shall I send Judge Jiang off?" Wen Ziqi played the gentleman role to the end.

Jiang Yi refused.

"If there was any offense in what I just said, I apologize to Judge Jiang," Wen Ziqi said, clearly sensing Jiang's lack of interest.

And he seemed a little confused, not sure if something went wrong.

Jiang Yi suddenly smiled and looked at Wen Ziqi: "Mr. Wen will be willing to apologize to me one day, instead of being so perfunctory and coaxing like a child today."

Something flashed in Wen Ziqi's eyes.

But he didn't say much, he just smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to that day."

Jiang Yi didn't want to talk any more, so she turned around and left.

Huzhou————

Once upon a time, this place was her dream retirement place.

The coast has a pleasant climate, advanced medical facilities, and is a global hub. In any case, it is a good place worthy of development, but now - everything has become a bubble.

10 years ago, her appearance was bound to be followed by people who wanted to get close to her, but now it's okay not to mention her.

In the taxi, Jiang Yi pressed down the window and let the warm wind blow on his face. What was swirling in his mind were what Wen Ziqi had just said.

The words Fu Xiting have been in her mind for a long time. She should have had a chance to compete fairly, but now she has no chance to even compete at the most basic level. Fu Xiting directly sent her to the high platform to let her enjoy this convenience.

This irritating convenience.

"Beauty, the car next to us has been with us for a long time," the driver reminded kindly, interrupting Jiang Yi's thinking. He slowly opened his eyes and looked to the side. He saw Fu Xiting holding a cigarette. Half of the man's hands were hanging on the window.

Next to him, the cigarette on his fingertips flickered in and out under the night wind. Jiang Yi looked at the person, and his breath could not go up or down in his chest.

He slowly retracted his gaze and looked at the driver: "Master, dump him and I'll give you an extra five hundred."

"This... I am driving a Bentley, and I am Wuling Hongguang." The driver was obviously a little embarrassed.

Jiang Yi sighed slightly: "Five hundred."

"I'll get caught racing in the city."

"Five thousand."

"Deal, sit still," the driver glanced at the car next to him, put the car in gear, accelerator, and as soon as the light turned green, he stepped on the accelerator and drove off.

Fang Chi looked at the taxi driving away with a confused look on his face.

"gentlemen?"

Fu Xiting was sitting in the car, looking at the disappearing butt of the car. He slowly took back his hand hanging out of the car window and lit the cigarette ashes: "I remember the license plate number."

"Remember."

"Call the police! We'll go back to the hotel and wait."

Fang Chi: ...otherwise, ginger is still hotter than old!

(End of chapter)