Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

"Miss Fu, one year is too short. Would you like to consider five years?" The director wanted to keep Fu Ting for a long time, half bent his upper body, and humbly begged,

"Don't worry, you join the association only occasionally to participate in activities. You won't be troubled, you won't be asked to do anything, and you won't be exposed to the public. You only need to record a teaching video occasionally when doing medical experiments. It's very easy. You Think again?"

"Just one year." Fu Ting's attitude was very firm. Her admission to the Medical Association was arranged by the state. In order to give her an extra guarantee, once she joined the Association, her information would be protected multiple times, so she didn't have to worry about being snooped out by criminals.

"Just five years. As long as you promise, you can do whatever you want."

The chairman of the board has also reached the age where he can be Fu Ting's grandfather, and he is used to being rigorous. In order to allow Fu Ting to stay in the Medical Association for a few more years, he doesn't want any image of a big boss.

Qin Yu rubbed his throbbing temples, watching this scene, he suddenly regretted coming here today.

This was the first time he encountered such a situation. He, the god of war, was put aside and could only watch Fu Ting being served like a master.

Fu Ting closed the document, rolled his eyes, and raised his legs leisurely, "Are you agreeing to everything?"

Seeing that there was hope, the chairman hurriedly agreed, "Of course, as long as you agree to it for five years, you can say whatever you want."

Qin Yu glanced at the end of his eyes in response, and happened to meet Shang Fu Ting's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, revealing irony.

He suddenly had a bad premonition, and sure enough, the next second, the girl raised her slender finger and pointed at him, word by word, "My request is that the Medical Association can't help him."

Qin Yu's pupils trembled slightly, and then he sneered coldly, "Miss Fu, do you think you have the ability?"

He is the God of War, even if Fu Ting has some medical skills, it won't make the Medical Association offend him for it.

Qin Yu is very confident and feels that Fu Ting thinks too highly of him.

It's a pity to slap in the face for a second.

"Okay, you have the final say."

The director agreed without hesitation, and when Qin Yu was stunned, he showed an embarrassed yet polite smile, "I'm sorry, God of War, for the sake of the Medical Association, I can't help you with this, you should find another way."

Qin Yu almost smiled angrily, the line of his lips was drawn stiffly, cold and sharp, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Of course the chairman of the board knew that he was not afraid of Qin Yu's reputation as a God of War. The Medical Association and the military department were already at odds with each other, and it didn't matter whether they got offended or not.

He promised to help, but just as a favor.

His main duty is to safeguard the interests of the Medical Association and to develop the Medical Association. The temptation for Fu Ting to stay in the Medical Association for a few more years is too great, and the benefits he can bring to the Medical Association are countless. Of course, he does not hesitate to favor Fu Ting.

"Feel sorry."

"You want to fight against me for her?"

"Who made God of War offend Ms. Fu? Ms. Fu is a member of our Medical Association, and the Medical Association will definitely support her."

Qin Yu was deflated again and again, and his whole body was not well.

His expression was ugly, his fingers slowly clenched, his nails sank into his palm, and blue veins emerged from the forearm connected to the back of his hand.

Once the emotions fluctuate too much, the torment of angina pectoris will wind up like vines.

Qin Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I just want to know the whereabouts of the top Chinese medicine practitioner."

The director's expression suddenly became a little weird. He looked at the expressionless Fu Ting, then at Qin Yu, and said after considering, "Then, you can only ask Miss Fu to agree."

The Lord is right in front of you, and you are still looking for loneliness.