Chapter 833: general
"Second Master, it's here!"
Who knows, there was no movement in the back seat.
I secretly took a look in the rearview mirror, **** it, I was almost scared to death!
Which one who doesn't have long eyes has provoked his young master again?
That face is full of killing each other!
In the next instant, a gloomy voice sounded:
"Aban, check the contact number of Ningyuan Group immediately."
"Yes, Second Young Master!"
He quickly took out his phone and made a call.
After waiting for two minutes, the contact information of the boss of Ningyuan Group was sent.
Not only the phone number, but also WeChat, email, and the specific address where he lives now, including family information, as well as the information of the illegitimate child outside the mistress, everything.
"Second Master, got it."
Respectfully hand over.
A slender and beautiful hand took Aban's phone, glanced at it, and threw it back.
Just a series of numbers, just take a look, enough to remember.
Enter the number until you get through, in one go.
It was quickly connected there. After all, private numbers are basically only known to family members or close friends.
"Hey, who is it?"
I could hear that there was a bit of noise over the phone, as if drinking, the sound of tinkling and tinkling.
In the back seat of the car, the man's brows and eyes were cold and sharp before he said:
"Mr. Ning."
The person on the phone condensed for a while before continuing:
"Who are you? I'm a private phone, where did you come from?"
Gee.
"Oh, my surname is Fu!"
"Fu?"
Turning his head, he asked the people beside him if anyone knew someone with the surname Fu?
"What? The surname is Fu? I don't know you."
"I don't know either, this surname is not common."
"Mr. Ning, is that someone you know?"
President Ning's voice sounded again:
"I don't know!" replied.
At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed:
"Fu? I seem to know that there is a family named Fu, but..."
Frightened eyes glanced at the people around him, and finally, he looked straight at the middle-aged greasy man whose beer belly was the same as a nine-month pregnant woman.
impossible!
How could it be that Fu family?
Is it okay to have a bad relationship with eight poles?
The people around were joking:
"Who is who?"
The man swallowed his saliva and said with some difficulty:
"Fu! Shi! Group! Tuan!" As he spoke, he pointed to the top of his head.
As soon as these words came out, one of the people in the room counted as one, and they all stopped.
Fu Shi?
Is it the Fu Shi you imagined?
Ning was always the first to react, and the phone almost fell, but fortunately, it was caught in time.
When you speak again, where is the arrogance and strength of the previous tone?
Humble no:
"Fu...Mr. Fu? Do you have any orders?"
The person over the phone seems to be very patient:
"I can't talk about the order, I just want to communicate with President Ning to discuss the 'experience and experience of educating children'!"
Forehead?
What?
Boss Ning is definitely the kind of person who doesn't know anything about the situation at the moment.
What about educating children?
cough cough.
"Mr. Fu, that, the problem of children's education is... how to educate them."
"Oh, really?"
Mr. Ning was stunned:
"Yes, it is!"
On the phone, the man sneered coldly:
"It seems that President Ning still has a way to educate his own children!"
Full of sarcasm.
But Mr. Ning himself didn't hear it.
"General, general..."
There were beads of sweat on his forehead.