Gu Yan smacked her lips: "This tone is more like a female general. No, it's not a female general, it's like... a queen."

"If I were the queen, I would definitely be appointed as a high-ranking official."

Gu Yan replied and laughed: "It's still not. I don't have that high pursuit. What I want is to be able to draw and do what I like. I'm not suitable to be an official."

"It's a pity that way."

"It's not a pity. In our industry, our pursuit of self is far greater than the desire for the world. Money and power are not better than a full moon." Gu Yanhui suddenly said: "In fact, Gu Fuye is the same. With his talent, he can become a world-class sculpture artist. As long as he wants, he can become a world-class sculpture artist immediately. What kind of beautiful women will not have? But he still stays by your side and wants to live with you until old age. This is because in his heart, you are more important than those false reputations and money."

For some reason, as long as she heard the three words Gu Fuye before, she felt a lot of pain in her heart.

Maybe it was because time had passed, or maybe it was because Gu Yanhui was a person who was so similar to Gu Fuye. The scar that she didn't dare to touch before was uncovered again and again by him. The pus inside flowed out and began to heal again. Now she was hearing Gu Fuye's name, and it was not as painful as before.

Although there are still some conditioned reflexes and thrusts.

"Miss Shi, you are about to come out." Gu Yan replied and asserted: "Just come out, it's good for you and him."

Shi Sangluo chuckled: "Yes."

"You have a personality like a queen, and he is just an aura artist. Miss Shi and Wu Zetian admire a painter when she was young, and in the end she will still choose Li Zhi as her life partner because they are similar people."

Shi Sangluo narrowed his eyes: "Mr. Gu, have you and Fu Chengyuan reached a private deal?"

"No."

"If not, why would you be like his lobbyist in your conversation? Even Wu Zetian and Li Zhi have moved out."

Gu Yan laughed back and said, "If you don't want to listen, then forget it, I won't say it anymore."

As he was talking, Mr. Zhao came over.

The weather gradually became hotter, and Mr. Zhao wiped sweat from his face. Regardless of whether there was still dust on the ground, he sat down on a stone: "What are you talking about? You're so happy?"

Gu Yan replied: "It's about Wu Zetian."

Mr. Zhao looked puzzled: "Why, are you discussing the architecture of the Tang Dynasty again? Yes, the Tang Dynasty was the most prosperous dynasty in ancient times after all, and the architecture of the Tang Dynasty was very exquisite and luxurious. You can really consider it more."

Shi Sangluo didn't answer the conversation, just asked, "Are everything okay?"

Mr. Zhao nodded: "We have been keeping a close eye these days, nothing happened. But this is not a long-term solution. Su Yong is old and can't stand it. Although Wang Wei is young, he can't stand it. This project cannot be completed in ten days and half a month. It really won't work if he goes through it for a long time."

After hearing this, Shi Sangluo pondered: "You just work hard. I will think about this matter again and solve it as soon as possible so that everyone will not be worried."

Mr. Zhao asked: "Do you have any ideas?"

In fact, there was an idea that had been lingering in her heart for a long time and had not been expressed.

But the matter has come to the present situation, so she decided to give it a try.

"Take off the firewood from the bottom of the cauldron."

Mr. Zhao took a deep breath: "What do you mean?"

Shi Sangluo said: "I am going to ask Mr. Wu San to come out to meet him. He said he wanted to do 60% of the shares before, which was probably just disgusting us. It was not the first day that he and Mr. Fu dealt with him on the first day. Even if Mr. Fu did not do this project, he would not be able to agree to such excessive conditions. He must have a conclusion in his heart, and that is what he really wants."

Mr. Zhao frowned and thought for a while, and nodded slowly: "The pustules will keep hurting all the time. It is better to pick them up as soon as possible. As long as he tells his bottom line, we can have other ways to deal with it."

"right."

"Then when will you and Mr. Fu go to see him?"

Shi Sangluo shook his head: "Mr. Fu won't go, I'll go by myself."

"That won't work, it's too dangerous, Mr. Fu won't agree."

"So, don't tell him." Shi Sangluo said: "He has a mortal grudge with President Fu. If Mr. Fu appears, he will anger him, and it will be difficult to talk about it. Let me come forward first. Even if I fail, Mr. Fu will at least have room for recovery. If the talks are broken directly, it will not make any progress in the future."

Mr. Zhao looked worried and gritted his teeth and said, "Then I will give you a few bodyguards."
Chapter completed!