"who?"

Fu Lin subconsciously asked, and his anxious tone seemed to have to solve this person's name tonight.

Behind Fu Lin, a low voice came:

"This is the first time I have seen other expressions on my elder brother's face, which is really... strange."

The person who speaks is Fu Rongyuan.

The last two words carry a hint of chuckling, and the sarcasm is as sarcastic as it is.

Fu Lin turned around and saw Fu Rongyuan standing in front of him with wine holding hands, holding his hands in an unattainable posture, like a thousand-year-old glacier that could not be shaken.

"What are you talking nonsense?"

Fu Lin refuted with a voice. Facing Fu Rongyuan, Fu Lin's face changed to a cold and ruthless look, which was a sharp difference from the respectful pleasing favor he faced Jing Yucheng.

Fu Rongyuan's lips curled slightly, with obvious contempt and mocking:

"Isn't it? I just heard the elder brother use the word "instruction" to Mr. Jing. I never used such respectful words to my second uncle and grandpa at home. Or is it that Mr. Jing is a more respectful existence in the eyes of the elder brother than the second uncle? As the vice president of the Fu family, when Mr. Jing can't even straighten his waist when he sees Mr. Jing, isn't the elder brother afraid that others will see jokes?"

At this moment, all three of them were still in the guest seat, and there were only a few guests around him. Fu Rongyuan's words were like a knife inserted into Fu Lin's heart. Fu Lin was pointed out that he could not straighten his waist and subconsciously stood up. However, in this way, the difference between the front and back in the eyes of others was even more obvious. Fu Lin realized that he had been designed by Fu Rongyuan again, and could not hold his face down, so he raised his hand and pointed at Fu Rongyuan's nose and cursed:

"What did you say? Fu Rongyuan, no one thinks you are a mute if you don't speak, shut up."

Fu Lin refused to say it, but Fu Rongyuan insisted on saying it:

"Do you think I'm the only one who sees it? Can't the people around you see that you just faced Master Jing, like a..."

Fu Rongyuan spitted out his mouth word by word, but there was not much ups and downs, but it was very likely to arouse other people's emotions. In the end, the words seemed like they had not said anything, and everyone next to him knew it.

Isn't it just a pug?

Fu Lin was furious and smashed his hand heavily, and the wine glass in his hand smashed towards Fu Rongyuan's face.

Fu Rongyuan didn't move, and he turned his head when the wine glass was about to hit his face and calmly avoided it.

His fingers pinched the wine glass, looked at Fu Lin, who was frightened because of his excitement, and said slowly:

"If you have a disagreement, you will take action. I don't think you look like a pug, but like a mad dog."

He was sneered and sarcastically in public. Fu Lin had never suffered such insults since he was a child. He was recently promoted to vice president, and his self-confidence was nourished. Now he was told by Fu Rongyuan in front of so many well-known people that he was a pug or a mad dog. How could he bear it? He clenched his fist and waved it towards Fu Rongyuan.

Jing Yucheng looked at Fu Lin's crazy appearance that could not calm down at all, and said to himself - Stupid Pig.

Fu Lin's fist was easily avoided by Fu Rongyuan again, and there was no way Fu Rongyuan moved, so the fierce attacking fist deviated from the booking track.

Fu Lin couldn't hold back and was kicked by Fu Rongyuan again. The center of gravity was unstable and he staggered and knocked down two guests before he could not fall to the ground.

But the two guests who were knocked down were in trouble. The female guest sprained her ankle and screamed repeatedly. Fu Lin grabbed half of the sleeves of the male guest's suit, and one sleeve drooped, revealing the white shirt inside.

Fu Lin didn't hit anyone, and he almost made a fool of himself. He became angry and said with gritted teeth:

"Fu Rong Yuan--"

This time, Fu Lin was not as impulsive as before. He walked to Fu Rongyuan step by step, with fist winds gushing, and the people around him were afraid of hurting the innocent, so he hurriedly avoided.

Fu Rongyuan never took action, but just dodged, with little movement or no speed, but he accurately avoided Fu Lin's punch every time.

Fu Rongyuan didn't put the wine glass in his hand, and Fu Lin didn't touch the corner of Fu Rongyuan's clothes. Everyone could see that Fu Lin was not Fu Rongyuan's opponent.

Gu Pingzhi from the Gu family's big house ran over quickly:

"Mr. Fu, stop hitting, stop stopping."

Unfortunately, Fu Lin couldn't listen to Gu Pingzhi's advice at all. There was only one sentence from Fu Rongyuan in his ears:

"pity."

"It's almost."

"make persistent efforts."

"waste."

"Rubbish."

These words are what Fu Rongyuan said after avoiding Fu Lin's fist every time. The sound is not loud, and only Fu Lin, who is close to him, can hear it clearly, which also further stimulates Fu Lin's desire to win.

He must trample Fu Rongyuan under his feet and crush him hard.

Jing Yucheng looked at it coldly for a while, then curled his lower lip and coldly planned to leave.

He saw that Fu Rongyuan was just playing with Fu Lin.

However, this has nothing to do with him, and Fu Lin has never been in his eyes.

He wanted to know now whether Luo Wanxing's business had been negotiated.

He had just walked around and a black shadow flew in front of him, and he took back the step he had just walked around.

Fu Lin fell heavily in front of him.

Fu Rongyuan moved his fingers, pulled his hands and caused a slight wrinkle, and came to Jing Yucheng:

"Mr. Jing, let's have a drink?"

Jing Yucheng knew that he could not leave now, so he reached out to take the wine glass, drank it without saying a word, and added fuel to the fire:

“Good skills.”

Fu Lin lay between Jing Yucheng and Fu Rongyuan, but he wanted to get up, but he was extremely difficult.

He seemed to see the scene where everyone covered their mouths and laughed at themselves, and they seemed to be saying:

"This is not a mad dog, it is a dead dog."

When Fu Lin heard Jing Yucheng's praise of Fu Rongyuan again, he was so angry that he fainted.

Gu Pingzhi hurried over and saw Fu Lin fainting, and shouted loudly: "Hurry, take Mr. Fu to the hospital."

In Room 9998 of the hotel, Luo Wanxing brought in the documents prepared by the secretary early in the morning:

"Mr. Dai Wen, this is a plan for Rockets transformation. You can take a look at our Rockets' advantages and future development prospects. You should be able to see from this plan..."

Mr. Dai Wen is the investor Luo Wanxing is preparing to find tonight. He is an overseas compatriot, and the company is not in China. He is a friend and partner of Mr. Gu. This time, because Mr. Dai Wen happened to be in China at Gu's annual meeting, Luo Wanxing had the opportunity to have an interview.

No matter how powerful Jing Yucheng is, he will have to reduce the amount of foreign forces by half. This is the most important reason why Luo Wanxing chose Mr. Dai Wen.

Luo Wanxing is very much looking forward to Mr. Dai Wen’s viewing of this project. She believes that as long as she reads, the success rate of the other party’s investment can reach 70%.

Mr. Dai Wen accepted the contract, but Mr. Dai Wen did not open it, but placed it on the coffee table aside:

"Sorry, Miss Luo, I think I'd better forget about the future development of your company. I'm sorry."

Luo Wanxing was a little surprised, this:

"Can you tell me why?"
Chapter completed!