Chapter 92: 92: daily limit

Chapter 92: 92: daily limit

   Chapter 92 92: Daily Limit

   Zhao Ying's eyes fell on Fu Xiting with a bit of astonishment, and this astonishment was hard to take back for a while.

  Fu Xiting looked at the astonishment in Zhao Ying's eyes, and smiled coldly: "What does Zhao Juan's career stain have to do with me? If Zhao Juan can say something, Fu can't think about it."

  Zhao Ying's stiff tone came out of her throat: "I just think that Fu Dong is also a native of country Z, just like me, he has the heart to build country Z."

  Jiang Yi: ……..This is really a white lotus, but it is short of direct moral kidnapping.

   "Contributing to Z country in Zhao Juan's mouth is harming my interests and making contributions. Does Zhao Juan think I am crazy or stupid?"

"To put it bluntly," the man paused, "If it was Jiang Fu or Lin Jingzhou standing in front of me right now, I might think about it a little bit, but Zhao Juan thinks that he is not worthy of me. Have you considered it? The professional field is not number one, and the negotiating skills are even less so, multilingual? I am afraid that Zhao Juan is not as good as Fu, right?"

  Fu Xiting's mouth will not be kind to you just 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 green and pale because of the review, and her whole body was trembling silently.

  She looked at Fu Xiting, her thin lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but after a long time, she didn't say anything.

   It wasn't until Fu Xiting took Jiang Yi's hand and walked away from her that she finally recovered.

   And what about Jiang Yi?

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

  【I will think about whether Jiang Fu or Lin Jingzhou is standing in front of me】

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

  The man's words actually recognized the value of Jiang Fu in his previous life invisibly.

  Zhao Ying turned around slightly, watched the two leave, and slightly hooked the fingertips hanging beside her.

  …..

  The negotiation ended, and Zhao Ying left the negotiation field.

  The secretary greeted him: "Zhao Juan."

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

   "Jiang Yi?" the secretary asked.

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

"You probably don't know each other. Jiang Yi and you are six years apart. It is impossible to have any intersection, whether it is in study or in life. If you met at a banquet in a certain family, it shouldn't impress you. Do you think she has the same relationship with her?" Does Jiang Fu look alike?"

  Zhao Ying nodded heavily.

   "Don't think about it, is it because you have been under a lot of pressure recently?"

  Zhao Ying has not been doing well at work recently. Jiang Fu passed away, and many cases in her hands were collected into her hands. Before she got it, she didn't feel it. After getting it, I have some doubts about life.

  The case Jiang Fu held in her hands was fragrant, but after the fragrance was over, she felt like dying.

  Jiang Fu's cases are not something ordinary people can take over. She has too much professional ability and involves too many things at the international legal level. She goes back every night to check the information until the early morning.

  Going to the Negotiating Institute during the day also has to be questioned by the leader.

  Everyone knows that Zhao Ying is having a hard time recently.

  In the past, I always felt that the case in Jiang Fu's hands was fragrant, but now it feels like a hot potato in my hand.

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

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

  Jiang Yi got into Fu Xiting's car, and the black Bentley drove through the busy main road, the two sat in the car silently.

  Jiang Yi's fingertips fell on his chin and nodded slowly, while Fu Xiting was leaning on the seat with his mobile phone and answering messages.

   "What do you think of Zhao Ying?"

   Beside him, abrupt voices sounded.

  Jiang Yi never looked back, and responded lightly: "It's pretty."

   "That's all?"

"if not?"

   "Then let me tell Miss Jiang a story."

   "Say," Jiang Yi said in a flat tone, not interested.

   "Zhao Ying snatched Jiang Fu's position not enough, and also snatched Jiang Fu's man."

  Fu Xiting's words were concise and to the point, as if Jiang Yi might not understand.

  Jiang Yi listened, feeling nothing in his heart.

  Zhao Ying wanted to grab her position and grab her man. She knew it in her previous life, and now she was listening, so she didn't have any extra emotions to stir up.

  Jiang Yi responded lightly: "And then?"

  She nestled obliquely on the seat, looking at Fu Xiting carelessly.

  Fu Xiting laughed: "Then? Not at all, I just think that 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 the sky and the earth, and he is also in charge of his marriage? What's the matter? I will go to the temple to open a hall for Mr. Fu, and Mr. Fu will take care of the marriage?"

   Fang Chi couldn't help but glance at Jiang Yi when he heard Jiang Yi's words, and thought to himself, how dare you say it, why do you think that Miss Jiang has become more and more unscrupulous recently?

   Isn't this too rampant?

   "Take care of marriage? You don't have to, but if Yue Lao didn't tighten the marriage line between me and Miss Jiang, I would definitely set fire to the marriage temple."

  Jiang Yi was taken aback, Fu Xiting revealed the news that he would not let her go all the time.

  Jiang Yi just thinks, this is really **** up.

  The car stopped at the gate of Jiang's house. Jiang Yi opened the door and looked at Fu Xiting when he got out of the car: "I've been focusing on my studies recently, please Mr. Fu to be more acquainted, and don't disturb a student's study frequently."

  Fu Xiting's eyes darkened slightly: "Miss Jiang, are you sure you are doing your studies?"

  Jiang Yi sneered coldly: "Otherwise?"

  Fu Xiting reached out and knocked on the back of the driver's seat, Fang Chi and his understanding put down the car window, and in an instant, Jiang Yi saw Zuo Fei standing in the yard.

  The boy was holding a bouquet of flower arrangements in his hand.

   Watching her over 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 now, that’s all——.

   "Let me first——."

"Well," Jiang Yi said, "I'm leaving first, but before I can say anything, Fu Xiting pushed me down on the back seat, and kissed deeply, tossing and turning. Jiang Yi was dizzy from the kiss. She stared at the man with a look of disbelief on her face." confidence.

  The shock in the pupils was in stark contrast to the banter in Fu Xiting's eyes.

  Jiang Yi's forehead felt hot, and he reached out to push him away.

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

   "You are simply a pervert."

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

  Since he was born as a commodity for trading, he should have the consciousness of being a commodity for trading, but Jiang Yi——has not.

  Zuo Fei's frequent comings and goings have made Fu Xiting's complexion extremely ugly.

   "Mad Dog."

  Jiang Yi ruthlessly pushed Fu Xiting away to get off the car.

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

  Then quickly opened the door and went upstairs.

   "Boss Fu, the two stocks that Ms. Jiang bought have all reached their daily limit for three consecutive days."

  (end of this chapter)