Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 92 92: Daily Limit

Zhao Ying's eyes fell on Fu Xiting with a bit of surprise, and this surprise made it difficult to take it back for a while.

Fu Xiting looked at the astonishment in Zhao Ying's eyes and laughed coldly: "What does Mr. Zhao's stain on his career have to do with me? If Mr. Zhao can tell me something, it's not impossible for Fu to consider it."

Zhao Ying's stiff tone came out of her throat: "I just think that Fu Dong is also from country Z. Like me, he wants to build country Z."

Jiang Yi:…………..These words are really white lotus, just short of direct moral kidnapping.

"What Judge Zhao calls "contributing to country Z" means doing something at the expense of my interests. Does Judge Zhao think I'm crazy or stupid?"

"To put it bluntly -" the man paused for a moment: "If it were Jiang Fu or Lin Jingzhou standing in front of me at this moment, I might still consider it a little more, but Zhao Pan doesn't think he is worth it.

I’ve thought about it? I’m not number one in the professional field, let alone negotiation skills. Multi-lingual? I’m afraid Judge Zhao doesn’t know as much as Mr. Fu, right?”

Fu Xiting's mouth will not be kind to you because you are a woman. On the contrary, as long as you dare to come to him, you must be prepared to be despised by him.

Zhao Ying's face turned blue and white because of the review, and his whole body was trembling silently.

She looked at Fu Xiting, her thin lips slightly closed, as if she wanted to say something, but a long time passed, but nothing came out.

It wasn't until Fu Xiting took Jiang Yi's hand and left her that she finally came back to her senses.

And what about Jiang Yi?

Because of Fu Xiting's words, there were waves in my heart.

[If the person standing in front of me is Jiang Fu or Lin Jingzhou, I will think more about it]

These words are not like words after careful consideration, but more like thoughts that suddenly pop up in my mind.

This man's words implicitly recognized the value of Jiang Fu in his previous life.

Zhao Ying turned around slightly, watching the two people leaving, and the fingertips hanging by his side curled slightly.

……..

The negotiation ended and Zhao Ying left the negotiation room.

The secretary came up to greet him: "Pan Zhao."

Zhao Ying took the water from her hand: "Did I talk to you about Mr. Fu's fiancée last time?"

"Jiang Yi?" the secretary asked.

Zhao Ying nodded: "Go and check, I always feel that that person is someone I know."

"You probably don't know Jiang Yi. Jiang Yi and you are six years apart. There is no way they could interact with each other whether in study or life. If we met at a banquet of a certain family, it shouldn't leave an impression on you. Do you think she is related to you?"

Jiang Fu looks a lot like?"

Zhao Ying nodded heavily.

"Don't think blindly, are you under a lot of stress recently?"

Zhao Ying has not been going well at work recently. Jiang Fu passed away, and many cases were put into her hands. She didn't feel it before she got it. After getting it, she felt a little doubtful about life.

The case Jiang Fu held in her hands was very fragrant, but after finishing it, she felt like she wanted to die.

Jiang Fu's cases were not something ordinary people could take on. They were too professional and involved too many international legal aspects. She went back every night to check the information until the early hours of the morning.

During the day, when I go to the Negotiation Institute, I have to accept questions from the leaders.

From time to time, everyone knows that Zhao Ying has been having a hard time recently.

In the past, I always thought the case in Jiang Fu's hand was delicious, but now it feels like a hot potato in her hand.

Zhao Ying sighed and leaned on the seat: "Maybe! I'll take a rest and call me when I get there."

The secretary looked at Zhao Ying, nodded, and drove silently.

Jiang Yi got into Fu Xiting's car. The black Bentley drove through the busy main road. The two of them sat in the car in silence.

Jiang Yi's fingertips landed on his chin and nodded slowly, while Fu Xiting was sitting on his seat with his cell phone in his hand, replying to messages.

"What do you think of Zhao Ying?"

Beside him, sudden words sounded.

Jiang Yi didn't take his eyes away and responded calmly: "Very beautiful."

"That's it?"

"if not?"

"Then let me tell a story to Miss Jiang."

"Say," Jiang Yi's tone was light and showed no interest.

"Zhao Ying stole Jiang Fu's position and even stole Jiang Fu's man."

Fu Xiting's words were concise and concise, as if he was afraid that Jiang Yi wouldn't understand.

Jiang Yi listened without any disturbance in his heart.

Zhao Ying wanted to steal her position and her man. He knew it in his previous life. Now that he is listening, he doesn't have any unnecessary emotions to stir up.

Jiang Yi responded calmly: "What then?"

She lay slantedly on the seat and looked at Fu Xiting casually.

Fu Xiting laughed: "Then? Not really, I just think Zhao Ying and Lin Jingzhou are a good match."

"Mr. Fu really should go to the Pacific Ocean to sell cakes. He is in charge of heaven and earth and also takes care of people's marriages? What's the matter? I will go to the temple to hold a ceremony for Mr. Fu, and Mr. Fu will sit in charge of marriages?"

When Fang Chi heard Jiang Yi's words, he couldn't help but glance at her. He thought to himself, "You really dare to say it. Why do you think this Miss Jiang has become more and more unscrupulous recently?"

Isn't this too outrageous?

"Concerning marriage? You don't have to, but if Yue Lao doesn't tighten the marriage thread between me and Miss Jiang, I will definitely set fire to the marriage temple."

Jiang Yi was stunned, Fu Xiting kept revealing the news that he would not let her go.

Jiang Yi just felt that this was really fucked up.

The car stopped in front of Jiang's house. When Jiang Yi opened the door and got out of the car, he looked at Fu Xiting: "I have been focusing on my studies recently. Please Mr. Fu, please be wise and don't disturb a student's study too often."

Fu Xiting's eyes darkened slightly: "Ms. Jiang, are you sure you are studying?"

Jiang Yileng sneered: "What else?"

Fu Xiting reached out and knocked on the back of the driver's seat. Fang Chi and his friends lowered the window knowingly. In an instant, Jiang Yi saw Zuo Fei standing in the yard.

The young man held a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

Watching her through the fence in the yard.

The youthful look on his face reminded Jiang Yi of his youth.

At that time, she was as pure as him.

But that’s it for now——————.

"Let me first——————."

"Um——," Jiang Yi said, "I'll leave first." Before she could say anything, Fu Xiting pushed her down on the back seat and kissed her deeply, tossing and turning. The kiss made Jiang Yi dizzy. She stared at the man, her face filled with tears.

Unbelievable.

The shock in his pupils formed a sharp contrast with the playfulness in Fu Xiting's eyes.

Jiang Yi's forehead felt hot and she stretched out her hand to push him away.

Fu Xiting's hand fell on her waist and climbed up: "I don't mind a reality show."

"You are simply a pervert."

"Jiang Yi, you don't even have the basic value of the goods."

Since one is born to be a trading commodity, one should have the consciousness to be born to be a trading commodity, but Jiang Yi——--does not have that.

Zuo Fei's frequent comings and goings had made Fu Xiting look extremely ugly.

"Mad dog."

Jiang Yi pushed Fu Xiting away and got out of the car.

When passing by the yard, I walked up to Zuo Fei and glanced sideways at him.

Then he quickly opened the door and went upstairs.

"Dr. Fu, the two stocks that Miss Jiang bought have been at their daily limit for three consecutive days."

(End of chapter)