National School Prince Is A Girl

"Young master, what are you thinking?" Chen Xiaodong asked.

Fu Jiuqi stood up and took the bag with a sigh: "Nothing, I am going upstairs to rest."

Chen Xiaodong couldn't understand. Since he came out of the hospital, the young master is so mysterious. It seems that he likes to stay in the room. Is it to play games?

This time Chen Xiaodong was wrong. After Fu Jiu entered the room, he did not play the game, but opened his own business book directly.

The slender fingers are overlaid and the screen starts.

That is a letter Z written in black font.

Since joining the Confederate team, she has never done such an action.

After all, there is a big **** watching by her, it is not suitable for attacking any website.

Every hacker has a unique approach to every hacker.

The reason why the Great God has not yet seen that she is Z is because of "the director Zhang" that she changed a little.

But if the number of times is too much, she is not sure if the **** will see anything.

After all, when she was caught off guard, she was stopped by the Great God, and the man was quite sure that she was a woman.

She was first encountered when she was dismantled.

And the **** is more clear than she imagined, her style of doing things as Z.

Does not hurt innocent.

No harm is weak.

This is what she has always told herself.

There are too many helpless truths in this world that are concealed under wealth and public opinion.

Some things rely on the police and won't get the perfect treatment.

There are still some people... being crushed in the low, and being wronged cannot say.

Fu Jiu lifted up and looked at the night that was gradually darkening outside.

When it comes to solving the Fu family, she will return to the fifth.

Because she knows better than anyone, even if she likes ease, there are some things that can only be maintained if you do it.

Just like the current Fu family.

Fu Jiu looked at the information that was blacked out by her, and picked up the corner of her mouth, with a faint chill in the light.

She knew that the three would not be so safe.

Sure enough, it turned out to be the idea of ​​playing shareholders.

Secretly want all the shareholders to force her mother to return the shares?

Fu Jiu thin lips, knowing that the villa can not get the hand, I want her son to be the general manager?

Although she does not care about the title of Master Fu Jia.

But the third seems to have forgotten who the company was originally...

"Nine, nine!" came out of the house with a very spiritual voice of He Honghua.

Fu Jiu finger moves, quickly exit the page, and put the notebook together.

Time is just right.

"Mom, what happened?"

Fu Jiuyi turned the chair, and Zhang Jun’s face was on the saffron.

He Honghua’s face is full of red fluttering, pinching his own nine: “It’s thinner, Tokyo’s rice is definitely not used to it, Mom will give you some delicious food for a while, eh? What’s going on with this eye?”

It’s not a mother, you can see the problem at a glance.

Fu Jiuyi turned his head away, holding the hand of He Honghua, and chuckled and said: "It's okay, it's just a little infection. It has been dropping medicine for the past two days, and it will be better tomorrow."

"The rice that eats fire today is definitely because the time spent on the computer is too long, and the reaction is caused." He Honghua’s voice just fell.

Chen Xiaodong ran up and screamed, panting, first look at He Honghua, and then to Fu Jiudao: "Young master, your phone, Qin Shao called ..."