Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 89 89: Compensate for 700,000

When Zhuang Jing stood in front of her desk, her eyes were lowered. The feeling of helplessness and lack of words caused something to surge in her mind.

Of course she knew she had done something wrong, but the prerequisite for knowing that she had done something wrong was that Jiang Yi was too strong.

She uses gentle words to push you closer to the nest, letting the pressure from all directions fall on you.

It makes you unable to move, without too many words, but every movement carries a fatal stampede.

"Secretary Zhuang, are you okay?"

Zhuang Jing suddenly came back to his senses from his thoughts and slowly shook his head: "It's nothing."

The man looked at her and wanted to say something, but said nothing and left slowly.

"Zhuang Jing, come here," Guan Qing passed by the door.

Holding an envelope in their hands, the two walked away and left the office door.

Guan Qing handed her the envelope in his hand: "XC branch, the position of sales director, work hard. As long as you have the ability, it will be easy to get to the headquarters."

Zhuang Jing looked at the envelope in Guan Qing's hand and did not dare to reach out to take it.

Instead, he looked up at Guan Qing: "Secretary Guan, do I still have a chance?"

Guan Qing looked at her without saying a word, but the depth in his eyes made Zhuang Jing dare not say anything else.

When Fang Chi came up from downstairs, he saw such a scene.

He paused slightly as he walked forward, looking at the awkward and silent atmosphere between the two.

Until Zhuang Jing reached out and took the envelope away.

Fang Chi then walked up, looked at Zhuang Jing's leaving figure, and looked at Guan Qing in confusion: "What happened?"

"Zhuang Jing has been transferred."

Fang Chi was stunned: "Why?"

"The following is my fault," Guan Qingyan summed up briefly and comprehensively.

And this summary sounds very light, but it always feels a bit indescribably gloomy.

"What do you mean, Mr. Fu?"

"Yes," Guan Qing reached out and patted his shoulder.

"I'm busy."

When Jiang Yi came out to use the bathroom, he saw Zhuang Jing holding an envelope and preparing to enter the office.

One opened the door, the other pushed it open, and the two stood silently, looking at each other.

There was always a faint smile on Jiang Yi's lips.

"Ms. Jiang is happy?"

Zhuang Jing's hatred for Jiang Yi was at full level at this time. She fought tooth and nail to pass five levels and kill six generals, and finally stepped into the high position of the Dongting headquarters. But now, because of Jiang Yi's manipulation, she returned to the bottom.

This kind of anger is simply beyond words.

But what about Jiang Yi?

She looked at Zhuang Jing with a smile and said in a cool tone without the slightest hint of displeasure: "Just a secretary is not enough for me to base my happiness on you. Miss Zhuang thinks too highly of herself."

"Miss Jiang and Mrs. Fu have different identities. What I see is Miss Jiang, and I believe what others see is also Miss Jiang."

The reason why she looks down on Jiang Yi is because Jiang Yi and Fu Xiting are not from the same world, and they, the secretaries, have all come up one step at a time. As for Jiang Yi, she is at most the eldest lady in a wealthy family.

, she didn’t even graduate from college, so why should they treat her as Mrs. Fu?

"What does it have to do with me? I don't need the approval of a bunch of secretaries."

Jiang Yi's arrogance and wantonness made Zhuang Jing stunned.

He is just a college student, and his arrogance is far greater than that of an adult who has a successful career in the business.

And that kind of absolute confidence cannot be imitated by ordinary people.

Jiang Yi reached out and closed the door, heading to the bathroom.

Zhuang Jing's eyes kept watching her leave.

Jiang Yi returned to Fu Xiting's office from the bathroom and saw the man putting on his coat.

"Want to leave?"

"Yeah," the man responded softly.

"Then I won't disturb Mr. Fu," Jiang Yi seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time.

I picked up my schoolbag on the sofa and wanted to leave.

When passing by Fu Xiting, the man grabbed his schoolbag.

Jiang Yi looked back at him: "What do you want to do, Mr. Fu?"

"I have a social event tonight and I need Miss Jiang to accompany me."

"Do you think I'm an escort? I'll accompany you to work and go home to socialize."

"It's okay if you don't go. I'll compensate you 700,000 yuan."

Fu Xiting let go of Jiang Yi's schoolbag and stretched out his palm towards her.

Jiang Yi:…………

Isn't this man a debt collector in his last life?

I will only do some debt collection work in this life.

"No, you said 700,000, just 700,000?"

"My status does not allow me to use Taichi's things. Miss Jiang should know this!"

"I don't know, don't talk nonsense," Jiang Yi shook his schoolbag, turned around and wanted to leave.

Fu Xiting watched, rolled up his sleeves, and said with a smile: "It's okay if you don't give it. It's the same if I ask Jiang Zhe."

Jiang Yi:......"I can give it to you, in two days."

"I want it today. Seven hundred thousand dollars will earn interest even if I keep them in the bank for a day."

"I'll give it to you with interest."

"Okay, quadruple it," Fu Xiting said calmly, as if he was not collecting debts at all, but stating an extremely indifferent fact.

"Why don't you go and grab it?"

"The bank's interest rate doesn't even double in one day."

Fu Xiting smiled lightly: "Ms. Jiang said, that's a bank. What I have here is not a bank."

Jiang Yi:…………

Jiang Yi couldn't defeat Fu Xiting, so he had to follow him into the car.

In the car, the man answered the phone in a low voice, while Jiang Yi sat in the back seat with an expression as cold as a refrigerator.

Fu Xiting spoke fluent Mandarin and chatted with the people over there about tens of millions of cases.

Jiang Yi sat next to him, scratching her ears and cheeks, her long hair flowing through her fingertips.

The two are not on the same channel at all.

On the way, Jiang Yi received a call from Yi Tian. She picked it up and picked it up casually.

"Mother."

"Yiyi, why haven't you gone home yet?"

Jiang Yi glanced at Fu Xiting and responded to Yi Tian's inquiry: "I'm with Mr. Fu."

Yi Tian was stunned for a moment: "Then will you come back tonight?"

"Return."

Jiang Yi didn't want to answer. At this time, when he was with Fu Xiting, he had to say something back even if he didn't.

Yi Tian held the phone and wanted to say something, but when she heard Jiang Yi's reply, all her words stopped between her lips.

"Just go back. Mom will hang up first."

"goodbye."

While Fu Xiting was answering the phone, he heard Jiang Yi chatting with Yi Tian and glanced sideways at her.

No other words were spoken.

Only after Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi arrived at the place did Jiang Yi know that today's entertainment was not any other entertainment.

It was a meeting between Fu Xiting and a Korean businessman in the tourism industry.

Calling it a meeting, there is no doubt that he can glean some useful information from the other party.

And this useful information needs to be explored between the lines.

"Why did Mr. Fu bring me here?"

Jiang Yi felt that it was not easy for Fu Xiting to bring him here.

And this man made it clear what he was planning.

"Why do I need to bring my fiancée to dinner?"

The man's tone was calm, but his intention to ask the question was unabated.

(End of chapter)