Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 350 350: Zhang Le

Fu Xiting never fails when he takes action.

Whether it is time, month or writing, they are all part of his calculations.

This huge net covers everyone.

The winter of 2010 was extremely cold.

The cold and cold wind howled by and carried away the fallen leaves in the courtyard. Just looking at the bare remaining leaves on the branches made people feel chilly.

In such an environment, Fu Xiting looked at the withered yellow leaves through the gauze curtain. When the cigarette was lit at his fingertips, it was taken away before he could smoke it. The man looked back and Jiang Yi handed him a cup of tea: "It's better to stay healthy now."

Can you make it?"

Fu Xiting took the tea cup, watched Jiang Yi throw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, poured half a cup of tea to extinguish it.

"There's enough time."

"What's the first thing you should do to maintain your health?" she asked Fu Xiting while refilling her tea.

Fu Xiting naturally understood what she meant, and followed Jiang Yi's words and said, "Quit smoking."

Jiang Yi took Fu Xiting's teacup and gave him a refill: "Come on, Mr. Fu."

The man smiled lightly, took the tea cup from Jiang Yi's hand, pulled her towards his chest, lifted her chin and kissed her, long and gentle.

Fu Xiting stayed in the villa for two days. During these two days, the two of them stayed behind closed doors. They only ate and slept. Of course, the sleep between adults was not always pure sleep.

Besides, just sleeping?

Fu Xiting did not allow it.

People who used to have to fight each other every day, were forced to be separated for so long, and they already have a lot of desires to vent.

I finally caught this opportunity, how could I not take advantage of it?

Jiang Yi begs for mercy every time,

She tried every means to coax the man, praying that he would let her go.

As for the latter, the more he hears people begging for mercy, the more motivated he becomes.

The way of training her can be said to be full of tricks.

Let Jiang Yi linger endlessly on the edge of drunkenness and dreams.

When the matter reached its peak, she imitated Fu Xiting and shouted for her husband, her heart and her baby.

Fu Xiting hugged her and almost gritted his teeth and whispered in her ear: "I wish I could die on you."

On December 20, 2010, it was a rainy day in the capital. When Jiang Yi got up in the morning, she sat on the bed and watched a well-dressed man come in with a water glass and put it to her lips, saying softly: "Drink some water."

"Want to go out?"

"Go to the outskirts of the city to inspect, with Deputy Mayor Zhang," Fu Xiting half-armed Jiang Yi, who drank most of the water in the cup with his hand.

"Zhang Le's father?"

"Well," Fu Xiting glanced at the water glass: "Do you still want to drink?"

The latter shook his head, put his arm around the man's waist and rubbed his shoulder.

"Back pain," the woman murmured, with a soft tone in her tone.

Fu Xiting stretched out his hand to caress her waist and pressed it gently: "Baby, you started complaining about back pain last night. Are you sure it's not an excuse for not wanting to do it?"

"Director Fu, have you given me a chance not to do it?"

The man buried his head on her shoulder and smiled: "I can't bear to give you a chance."

Hearing this, Jiang Yi put her palms under the hem of his shirt and looked at him delicately: "What time is the schedule?"

Fu Xiting discovered Jiang Yi's thoughts at a glance.

While asking what time the itinerary was, I kept getting into him restlessly, just to delay his schedule.

The man's gentle gaze fell on her, and he reached out to tuck the broken hair behind her ear: "Nine o'clock, there are still three hours, so doing it twice is enough."

damn it!

Jiang Yi was startled and wanted to pull his hand back, but someone held him down: "No more touching?"

"I still want to sleep."

"Hmm? Sleeping with meat or without food?"

"Fu Xiting, if you let your employees know about this, will the image of the cold and domineering president be compromised?"

Jiang Yi's fingertips moved back and forth around the man's waist, deliberately trying to tickle him.

But Fu Xiting is not ticklish.

The man held her cheek and pecked her gently, and laughed slightly: "Mrs. Fu, can I interpret your words to mean that you want to broadcast it live?"

"Otherwise, how would the employees know that I look like this?"

"Cheating? I definitely won't do it, so there is only one possibility left. Mrs. Fu wants to play something wild?"

"Don't—uh."

It was after eight o'clock when Fu Xiting pulled away.

The person who wanted to go to the company before departure now directly got in the car and left for his destination.

In the car, Guan Qing mentioned work matters to Fu Xiting, who was rarely easy to talk to.

Guan Qing thought: Sure enough! Mrs. Fu is still awesome.

A few days ago, Mr. Fu was like old lotus root that had been soaked in a vinegar jar for a long time. It was sour and smelly and hard to chew.

Today's Fu Dong is like the spring sun after a cold winter, warming people's hearts and minds.

"Is Si Bai here?" Fu Xiting sat in the back seat, flipping through the information in his hand.

The information has nothing to do with work, but Zhang Le's personal information.

The only daughter of the deputy mayor's family did not join the ranks of the wealthy ladies in the capital, but she was a clean slate.

"My ex-fiancé died before getting married?"

"Yes, it is said that it was a car accident."

"Have you found the driver responsible for the accident?" Fu Xiting's eyes fell on the line of information.

"I found it, but unfortunately, the other party is a Frenchman. When the police handled the matter, he had already returned to France."

Guan Qing felt a little sad when he thought of this incident.

After all, the other party is a man with a good family background and good character, and he is a clean figure in the circle of the capital.

How many people choose people with fame but no power as their marriage partners?

But it was just gone.

"French——," Fu Xiting muttered, turning the paper in his hand back to the first page: "Zhang Le, female, graduated from the Art Department of the University of Paris I."

Guan Qing's gaze suddenly tightened as he looked in front of him, then turned and looked back at Fu Xiting: "What do you mean by Mr. Fu?"

"I don't think that Zhang Le is a law-abiding person who is willing to marry a person without any rights. Xinmen reception, have you forgotten?"

Newgate reception.

Guan Qing was shocked.

Of course he didn't forget it, nor did he dare to forget it.

At the end of 2008, the capital held a Xinmen cocktail party, hosted by Zhao Xinmen, a well-known investor in the capital.

On that day, Fu Xiting was also invited.

Guan Qing accompanied him.

At the cocktail party, Zhao Xinmen and Fu Xiting chatted about the economic situation and future business trends. Zhao Xinmen and Fu Xiting were both central figures in this cocktail party. The man stood by the wine table, holding a cigarette in one hand and holding a wine glass in the other.

Chat with people.

In the meantime, some people are making wild claims that the capital's property market will collapse, so everyone should be on guard.

Fu Xiting listened but said nothing.

Standing aside with a cigarette under his arm, listening to the other person's boastful remarks.

Some people don't understand the situation, but some people see the overall situation, and their eyes frequently fall to Fu Xiting who is standing aside.

Anyone who pays attention to the property market in the capital knows that Fu Xiting acquired many pieces of land across the country in the second half of 2008.

Just to enter the real estate industry.

Now, some people are making wild claims, which is undoubtedly not indirectly questioning Fu Xiting's vision and decision.

Everyone was watching the play, but only one person jumped on the stage to be an actor. A young voice sounded from the side: "I don't think the real estate market will collapse. Any industry has its peaks and declines, and our country's real estate market has not officially started, let alone

It will decline. The permanent population of the capital is more than 19 million, and how many houses are there in the capital? The reason why the land is auctioned is that it needs people to develop it. The population and housing problem in the general environment has not been solved, so how can the property market collapse? "

These words may not sound like much to others, but Fu Xiting narrowed his eyes slightly, as did Guan Qing.

Wu Jiangbai seemed to be watching a good show and asked from the side: "The girl's views are very unique."

"My humble opinion, please forgive me," the woman said, accepting the offer and not continuing to show off her talent that didn't look very good but actually wasn't very good either.

Wu Jiangbai smiled lightly and nodded, but did not respond.

The woman's eyes met Fu Xiting's as they scanned the air.

Perhaps Fu Xiting's eyes were too sharp.

The woman looked back in fear and lowered her head slightly.

After leaving the scene, Wu Jiangbai teased next to Fu Xiting: "That girl is a bit interesting. She memorized the sentences of Director Fu's speech analyzing the property market verbatim, and then came to show off to Director Fu. Secretary Guan said what does this mean?"

"

How could Guan Qing dare to respond? He glanced at Fu Xiting quietly.

He coughed and said, "As long as you know."

"This is interesting to Mr. Fu," Wu Jiangbai teased with a smile: "It looks good, but it's a bit tender."

"Not suitable to be our Mrs. Fu,"

She was too young to be Mrs. Fu. This was a slap in the face not long after.

Fu Dong not only found a young girl, but she was also more young than Vice Mayor Zhang's daughter.

Guan Qing sat in the car and looked at Fu Xiting with some surprise: "It's her!"

Fu Xiting hummed.

Guan Qing calculated the time: "At the end of 2008, she should be engaged, and her fiancé is still there, then——"

"Sure enough, an ambitious girl will not be content with the position of husband and godson."

I'm afraid the death of her ex-fiancé has something to do with her.

"If that's the case, then there will be something interesting to watch."

Si Bai didn't know what he was doing, so he just let Mengyao go and find such a woman.

interesting.

"Director Fu, here we are."

Guan Qing got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat. Fu Xiting was wearing a black suit and a tie clip on his light blue tie.

Guan Qing stood next to Fu Xiting holding an umbrella. When he got closer, he realized that Zhang Le was also there.

Fu Xiting nodded in greeting and his eyes fell on Zhang Le: "Miss Zhang is here too?"

Deputy Mayor Zhang was surprised that Fu Xiting could greet Zhang Le: "Has Mr. Fu met my daughter?"

Fu Xiting nodded and smiled: "I heard about it occasionally."

"oh?"

"Ms. Zhang and my ex-wife have a close relationship." The words "ex-wife, a close relationship" make people shudder.

Fu Xiting has gone from being full of resentment at the beginning to now accepting it calmly. What's more, when Jiang Yi is mentioned to the outside world, the title of ex-wife comes out very smoothly.

Deputy Mayor Zhang had heard about it a long time ago and said that although the two were divorced, their property was still being divided, and the two were not as harmonious as they seemed.

Others don't know, but Zhang Le, the person involved, knows everything. Isn't the origin mentioned by Fu Xiting the same as her last incident with Jiang Yimengyao?

Jiang Yi's words are indeed correct.

Even if she is divorced, she will still be Fu Xiting's ex-wife.

A deputy mayor's daughter wanted to show off her power in front of her, but she still didn't get it right.

Zhang Le couldn't help but sweat. Fortunately, he didn't have a direct conflict with Jiang Yi that day.

"Dr. Fu is joking. It was me who was rude about what happened last time. Please don't take it personally," Zhang Le apologized with a gentle tone.

Knowing clearly what rank the man in front of her is, it would be extremely stupid for her to deliberately conceal it.

Fu Xiting slightly raised his lips: "I heard that Miss Zhang and Mr. Si are about to have a good time? Why don't you see Mr. Si today?"

"Dr. Fu is joking. My daughter and Mr. Si haven't said goodbye yet, so it's still early to talk about marriage," Vice Mayor Zhang said as he led Fu Xiting to a higher place. Today's inspection was originally intended to push the suburbs

A factory was renovated into a real estate, and this land finally fell into the hands of Fu Xiting, but the specific planning required the opinions of Vice Mayor Zhang.

The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back and walked forward slowly.

Fu Xiting held a cigarette and stepped forward.

The wet ground was full of puddles. After passing the puddles, they climbed up to the top floor of the community opposite the factory to overlook the old building.

Standing high in the sky, Fu Xiting subconsciously looked toward the southeast, which is where Yu Garden is located.

Deputy Mayor Zhang may have understood what Fu Xiting meant by this move, and pointed to the southeast: "From here, looking towards Fu Dong's Yuyuan Garden, the straight-line distance is only more than ten kilometers."

"Not far," the man lit his cigarette ashes in the cold wind.

Vice Mayor Zhang glanced at the factory: "There are many real estates here, but large complexes are scarce. If Director Fu turns this factory into a complex..."

"Vice Mayor Zhang's suggestion is very good," Fu Xiting nodded in response.

"Who owns the land next to the factory?"

"Director Fu, Mr. Si's, just won it not long ago."

Guan Qing told him softly from the side, of course he knew that the land belonged to Si Bai, and asking him in front of him was just to beat him up.

This sub-market is also powerful. Let Dongting build a complex. If Si Bai builds a building on the land next to it, wouldn't they become Si Bai's selling point?

He didn't need to think twice to know that Fu Dong was not willing to serve Si Bai as a foil.

I already despise Si Bai, that wimp, but now I want to make wedding clothes for others?

If Mr. Fu is willing, he can eat shit.

The man raised his hand and took a puff of cigarette.

nodded.

"There are many residents on the outskirts of the city, and there are quite a few small supermarkets, but there is no decent complex. If a complex is built here, hundreds of thousands of nearby residents will be regular visitors."

Deputy Mayor Zhang stood next to Fu Xiting and drew cakes for him.

The man squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the factory in front of him, the blueprint in his mind gradually sketched out.

Guan Qing stood beside him, listening to Vice Mayor Zhang's heroic words, and felt a little pity for a moment.

Si Bai is indeed a good son-in-law, but Deputy City Zhang is a little too anxious.

"What do you think, Mr. Fu?"

Zhang Le stood behind him, looking at Fu Xiting, who was standing side by side with his father. This man stood tall and straight, and at first glance he looked like a noble son walking out of the mansion. The aura around him was like a green pine that had been baptized by the years.

Outstanding temperament, outstanding.

It's hard to find anyone comparable to him in this capital.

"Ms. Zhang graduated from the University of Paris I?"

Guan Qing stood beside Zhang Le, chatting briefly as if intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhang Le heard about Guan Qing's chat and started chatting with him: "Yeah."

"When Director Fu went to Capital University to visit friends a few days ago, he met Mr. and Mrs. Ying and mentioned Mr. Ying's death. Mr. Fu felt very sorry."

Guan Qing stood one step away from Zhang Le. When he said this, he could clearly see Zhang Le trembling slightly from the corner of his eye.

Zhang Le's fingertips in his pocket curled up slightly: "It's really a pity."

"I just don't know what Mr. Ying and Mrs. Ying would think if they knew that their son's death was related to Miss Zhang."

When Guan Qing's leisurely words sounded, Zhang Le froze and turned slightly to look at Guan Qing. It was raining in winter, and the drizzle fell continuously on the umbrella. It fell down in drops and disappeared on the ground: "What is Secretary Guan?"

mean?"

The latter nodded slightly: "I'm sorry for the slip of the tongue, Miss Zhang."

After Guan Qing finished speaking, his eyes fell on Fu Xiting.

The corners of her lips were slightly raised, revealing an incomprehensible smile: "The management of the city belongs to certain people, and the rise of the city belongs to other people. If the two are cooperative and win-win, it would be perfect. If it is tit-for-tat, Ms. Zhang said

, wouldn’t that be a pity?”

"I have little knowledge and am far less powerful than Secretary Guan. If you have something to say to Secretary Guan, it's better to say it directly, lest I get the wrong idea."

Guan Qing lowered his head and laughed, glanced at his toes, and the raindrops splashed down and wet his leather shoes: "The fact that Miss Zhang was able to memorize Fu Dong's analysis report word for word for publicity is enough to show that Miss Zhang is a

smart people."

"If you're not smart, you won't do one thing in front of others or behind your back. Hasn't Secretary Meng suffered a loss at the hands of Miss Zhang?"

"Our Director Fu is not a loser like Si Bai. Miss Zhang should know the relationship between Director Fu and your Excellency, right? Whether Deputy Zhang is promoted or not is just a matter of one word from Director Fu."

Guan Qing first beat him in a vague way, originally thinking that Zhang Le would admit his mistakes as openly as he did in front of Fu Dong.

Unexpectedly, I am also a person who is just looking at the dishes. I want to pick myself out just because of my shallow knowledge.

Guan Qing is not happy to do this.

When it comes to personal relationships, Mengyao is indeed more to his liking.

In terms of ability, Mengyao is definitely above Zhang Le.

When it comes to conduct, it’s even worse.

Zhang Le's heart seemed to be caught by something. Looking at Guan Qing, she didn't know how to speak for a while. She regretted that she didn't think carefully before speaking.

Ahead, the conversation between Fu Xiting and Vice Mayor Zhang seemed to be over.

Guan Qing stepped forward holding an umbrella and exchanged umbrellas with the bodyguards on the side.

He stood next to Fu Xiting, holding an umbrella and walking forward. When Fu Xiting walked in front of Zhang Le, he deliberately slowed down.

His eyes swept across Zhang Le's face.

Literally sarcastically.

"This girl is very scheming, she didn't say anything out loud," Guan Qing put away the umbrella and got into the car, casually placing the umbrella beside her legs.

He opened the storage compartment in front of the passenger seat and took a dry towel and handed it to Fu Xiting.

The latter took it and wiped the water drops on his suit.

"The last person who was so scheming was Miss Shi."

Fu Xiting put the towel on the center console and expressed his opinion: "She is better than Shiyue."

"Anything with a good family background is a winner."

"Si Bai is really guilty."

Guan Qing sighed and shook his head.

"Park in front."

Fu Xiting glanced at Fang Chi who was driving.

"The waffle shop across the street asked the boss to pack them up and send them to the little lady's company."

Guan Qing understood and didn't ask. He was thankful that these two were good friends.

When the boss is in a good mood, his life will be easier.

Get out of the car and tell the guard behind you to handle the matter.

(End of chapter)