MTL - Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated-Chapter 263 264: Master, dump him

  Chapter 263 264: Master, dump him

  Some people returned home anxiously, while others left home quietly. When Fu Xiting heard the news, he had mixed feelings for a moment.

Regarding Jiang Yi, he didn't know what kind of mood he should use to treat Jiang Yi. He was not a person who was good at expressing, the psychological trauma when he was young, and being hurt by his biological mother after he was an adult. I'm afraid that the other party will already be depressed.

   But he is still strong.

   But the firmness is being crushed by a resolute and determined person.

   "Sir," Fang Chi thought he could breathe a sigh of relief as soon as he sent him to the company, but when he saw Fu Xiting go and come back, he was so scared that his whole nerves tensed up.

   "Go to the airport and ask Guan Qing to arrange a flight to Shanghai."

"But-"

   "No but." The man stopped his next words.

  Fang Chi probably never expected such a dramatic scene to happen. In Haizhou, he wished he could go home every minute. After returning to the capital, he kept going to Shanghai for a while.

Fang Chi drove all the way to the airport. Fu Xiting received a call from Wen Qi in the back seat. He said something eagerly on the other side, but the man still looked cold: "If you are sick, go to the doctor and call me. Did she go back ten years ago?"

   After finishing speaking, he threw the phone beside him.

  On the other side, Wen Qi was standing under the eaves with his mobile phone, looking back at Meng Shu helplessly.

  The latter leaned back, looking discouraged.

   "Ma'am—" Wen Qi whispered.

  Meng Shu waved her hand slightly, signaling her to stop talking.

  Huzhou is not far from the capital, and Ai Hao handed over the information when Jiang Yi got off the plane.

"Shanghai was originally the second site of our former boss's election. He said that it is close to the coast and has developed rapidly. As a new commercial city, the business chain should be very broad. Zhao Ying objected at first. I don't know why this is so. It’s been a while since I started showing my face here.”

  Jiang Yi walked forward while listening to Ai Hao's words, with mixed feelings in his heart.

  The reason why she chose Huzhou at the beginning was because this place has mild seasons and is suitable for retirement.

   Now?

  The old man was not supported, and his life was gone.

   "Of course she's going this way. When her father is here, she occupies the position and does nothing. Others can't do anything to her. If my father is gone, let's see who will support her if I don't show some grade points."

  Ai Hao looked sideways at Jiang Yi who was walking fast. Today, she was wearing a goose yellow chiffon dress, her shoulder-length hair was loose, and she walked like a fairy among flowers.

  Ai Hao's gaze was burning on Jiang Yi's back, without looking back, he just threw out four words: "Do you have something to say?"

  Ai Hao scratched his head: "I want to ask you a more personal question."

   "Ask," Jiang Yi strode across the airport building.

   "Why did you get married so early?"

   "From what aspect?" Jiang Yi asked.

  “If marriage is a choice, you should have more choices instead of closing your door once you leave school.”

  Jiang Yi seemed a little astonished. She didn't expect Ai Hao to ask such a question. She turned her head and glanced at the person: "Do you think there is anyone better than Fu Xiting?"

  "Maybe not financially, but he must not be superior in terms of personality."

  "A firm belief, noble character, calm and decisive, decent behavior, strict self-discipline, this is the charisma of personality, just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean he doesn't have it."

  Ai Hao seemed to have the intention to argue eloquently with Jiang Yi: "But he doesn't treat others leniently."

Jiang Yi's forward steps stopped abruptly, she held her lips and looked at Ai Hao: "The victim is not you, of course you can accuse him of not being lenient enough, and you will criticize him when you have suffered the same harm as him. "

   "Also, no matter what, Fu Xiting is my husband," implying that it is not your turn to criticize.

Ai Hao shrugged, as if he was not ready to give up, and followed Jiang Yi's pace with his suitcase: "No matter what, you will not slander him in any way, even if he is an onion, you will describe him as Become a towering tree."

  Jiang Yi frowned fiercely, looking at Ai Hao with displeasure: "Who gave you the confidence?"

   "Love brain," Ai Hao said casually.

   "The bathroom is over there. Too much sweetness in the brain will shrink the brain, so go in and wash yourself."

  Ai Hao shrugged: "I used to know a girl like you who cared about the overall situation, what happened to you in the end?"

   "Dead? The subject is still with someone else?"

  Ai Hao was startled: "How do you know?"

  Jiang Yi thought to himself, you use my own story to warn me, is it to prove to me that you are great?

   nothing more,

  This idiot has no bad intentions, it's just that his mind is a little unclear.

  Jiang Yi didn't bother to pay attention to him, and left with the suitcase.

  Fate is also divided into positive and evil, and Jiang Yi and Zhao Ying's fate should be the kind of evil that killed each other's family in the previous life.

  When the two met at the front desk of the hotel, they both saw surprise in their eyes.

  Zhao Ying stared at Jiang Yi, hatred surging in her heart.

   "What a coincidence, Mr. Jiang is also in Shanghai."

   "Unfortunately, I didn't come until after I knew that Zhao Juan had come." Jiang Yi didn't mean to be polite, and just spoke back to Zhao Ying's words.

  Zhao Ying was taken aback: "What does Mr. Jiang mean?"

  Jiang Yi smiled, took the room card in Ai Hao's hand, turned and walked towards the elevator.

  When Zhao Ying saw Jiang Yi, she was inexplicably flustered, and looked at the secretary behind her: "Have you contacted Mr. Wen?"

   "I contacted him, and said that Mr. Wen is still in Hong Kong and arrived in Shanghai at night."

   "Contact to see if we can meet up tonight."

   "Boss Wen said he didn't deal with business at night," Zina said with a puzzled look on her face.

  Jiang Yi doesn't need to do anything else, as long as he appears, Zhao Ying can be thrown into confusion.

   Right now, she is no longer simply flustered.

   "Boss, did President Jiang show up on purpose to throw you off?" Zina spoke cautiously, trying to comfort Zhao Ying with these words.

  As for the latter, it is too clear that Jiang Yi is not someone who wastes time in vain, and everything she does must have a purpose.

  Upstairs, just as Jiang Yi opened the door, Ai Hao handed her the contents of the bag: "I heard the medicine bought by the secretary, and said that you have been coughing for a few days."

  Jiang Yi reached out to take it and thanked him.

   "Put your luggage and get ready to go out."

   "Now?" Ai Hao was puzzled.

  Jiang Yi responded to him while pushing open the door: "Now."

  As soon as he entered the room, Jiang Yi put down his luggage and took out his mobile phone to look at it. Except for some work information, there was no other information.

   Simply, I don’t bother to read it.

  Jiang Yi went straight to the Wen Group, which made Ai Hao feel unreliable for a time.

  Sitting in the car, he persuaded Jiang Yi earnestly: "Everyone in Shanghai knows that the new head of the Wen family has a weird personality and doesn't like to deal with others. If you go so rashly, you may be rejected."

  Jiang Yi sighed and rubbed his temples.

  My head was throbbing with pain, probably because the air-conditioning has blown too much these days.

   And the person next to him is noisy, and he can make a group of enemies with one mouth.

  He has always been like this, Jiang thinks it’s not surprising, but—just not being surprised doesn’t mean he can accept it.

  Ai Hao's noise is like the old rooster who came to the bed to crow before she woke up at five o'clock in the morning.

   Disgusting.

   "It's not like I can't help you if you want to go back to Zhao Ying," when Jiang Yi's light tone sounded, Ai Hao's chanting stopped abruptly.

   "The old roosters raised in other people's houses crow on time, but you are fine. It's like a clockwork machine. It doesn't stop for 24 hours. Are you tired?"

   "Didn't I see that you are not feeling well, and I am afraid that you will run away in vain?"

   "Stop fooling around with Sihan," Jiang Yiquan said.

  Four fifty, Jiang Yi can be said to be stepping to the place.

  Just got out of the car and was about to enter the lobby. From a distance, he saw a familiar figure approaching surrounded by everyone, and the other party obviously saw her, and was taken aback for a moment.

   "Wen Ziqi," Ai Hao's voice rang in Jiang Yi's ear.

   Isn’t this the one who drank with her at the beach?

  She saw a man walking from the opposite side until he stopped in front of her.

  Jiang Yi suddenly laughed: "Mr. Wen?"

   "Jiang Judgment?" Wen Ziqi also seemed quite puzzled.

   "It's me," Jiang Yi nodded.

  The man smiled suddenly, as if he had thought of something, looking at Jiang Yi, he felt a sense of misfortune: "So it is Jiang Juan who has frequently asked people to contact us in the past few days?"

   "Boss Wen may have misunderstood me," Jiang Yi's eyes fell on Wen Ziqi. The man was wearing a suit and leather shoes, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and his hair was combed meticulously, looking like a gentle scum.

   After Wen Ziqi glanced, the secretary came from the crowd and whispered something in his ear. She vaguely heard Zhanying's name.

   "If Mr. Wen is not busy, how about a drink?"

  The two had a double-sided relationship, and they had a good impression of each other when they met, so Gu Er didn't take much precaution.

  Wen Ziqi said something to the secretary, and the executives behind him dispersed in all directions.

   "It's too early to drink, eat first?"

  In the restaurant on the top floor, the door of the box was pushed open by the waiter. Wen Ziqi pushed the eyes on the bridge of his nose behind him, took the kettle from the waiter's hand and poured Jiang Yi a cup of tea.

   "Thank you," Jiang Yi reached out to hold the cup.

   "I should thank Judge Jiang," Wen Ziqi smiled.

  Jiang Yi seemed to have glimpsed something from his words, and frowned sharply: "What does Mr. Wen mean?"

  Wen Ziqi poured himself a cup of tea: "I received a call from Chairman Fu half an hour ago."

  Jiang Yi held the cup tightly with her fingertips.

Just listen to Wen Ziqi's eloquence: "The Wen family has just finished a turnaround, and it is the time when we need the support of all parties. I have contacted Director Fu many times to cooperate with Dongting, but after a long time, the contact layer has always been the secretary. Even the management didn't go in, but today, because of Jiang Judgment, Fu Dong personally contacted me half an hour ago."

  Jiang thought that Wen Ziqi would eat with him because of something else, but he didn't expect it to be because of Fu Xiting.

   Before he felt it in the capital, Jiang Yi suddenly realized Fu Xiting's ability when he was in a different place.

  She lowered her head with a slight smile, and the smile on her lips spread: "I don't need to say the extra words? Anyway, Mr. Wen will cooperate with us no matter what."

  Wen Ziqi's mind flashed the word rotten.

  Jiang Yi, is this the preparation?

  The latter smiled: "If Judgment Jiang can say something, I'd be happy to hear it."

   "Mr. Wen is happy to hear, but I am happy to say it, so be it!"

  Wen Ziqi smiled and nodded: "I respect Judge Jiang's opinion."

  Jiang Yi couldn't tell what it was like for a while.

  A thorn stuck in my throat, unable to go up or down.

  Obviously I have the ability and ability to handle this matter well, but now I'm being **** off by Fu Xiting.

  The first thing they saw was not her ability, but Fu Xiting behind her.

Satire?

uncertain.

   But it's definitely true that it doesn't feel good.

   At seven o'clock, Jiang Yi ended his meeting with Wen Ziqi.

   "Should I send Jiang to judge?" Wen Ziqi played the role of a gentleman to the end.

  Jiang Yi refused.

   "If what I said just now was offensive, I apologize to Judge Jiang," Wen Ziqi clearly felt that Jiang Yi lacked interest.

   And he seemed a little confused, so he wasn't sure if something went wrong.

  Jiang Yi smiled suddenly, and looked at Wen Ziqi: "Mr. Wen will have a day when he is willing to apologize to me, instead of being perfunctory and coaxing a child like today."

   Something flashed in Wen Ziqi's eyes.

  But he didn't say much, just smiled: "I'm looking forward to that day."

  Jiang Yi didn't want to talk more, so he turned around and left.

  Shanghai——

   Once upon a time, this place was her dream retirement place.

  Coastal, pleasant climate, advanced medical facilities, global hubs, in any case, is a good place to develop, but now—everything has become a bubble.

  10 years ago, her appearance was bound to be followed by others, and most people wanted to climb up, but it doesn't matter if I don't talk about it now.

  In the taxi, Jiang Yi pushed down the window to let the warm wind blow on her face, and what Wen Ziqi just said was circling in her mind.

  The word Fu Xiting has not disappeared in her mind for a long time. She should have had a chance of fair competition, but now she doesn't even have the most basic chance of fair competition. Fu Xiting directly sent her to the high platform to let her enjoy this convenience.

  This piercing convenience.

"Beauty, the car next to us has been with us for a long time," the driver reminded kindly, interrupting Jiang Yi's thoughts, and slowly opened his eyes to look to the side, and the goal was Fu Xiting, who was holding a cigarette, half of the man's hand was hanging on the window By the side, the cigarette on his fingertips was flickering in the night wind, Jiang Yi looked at the person, and couldn't get up or down his chest in one breath.

  Looking back slowly, he looked at the driver master: "Master, if you dump him, I'll give you an extra five hundred."

   "This...he drives a Bentley, and this is Wuling Hongguang." The driver was obviously a little embarrassed.

  Jiang Yi sighed slightly: "Five hundred."

   "I'll get caught for driving in downtown."

   "Five thousand."

   "Deal, sit still," the driver glanced at the car beside him, put it in gear, and stepped on the accelerator. As soon as the green light came on, he kicked the accelerator and blasted out.

  Fang Chi looked at the taxi leaving with a perplexed expression on his face.

"gentlemen?"

  Fu Xiting sat in the car, looked at the buttocks of the car that had disappeared, slowly retracted his hand hanging out of the car window, lit a cigarette: "I remember the license plate number."

"remember."

   "Call the police! We'll go back to the hotel and wait."

  Fang Chi: ...How else can we say that **** is still old and spicy!

  (end of this chapter)