"What did you say, say it again."

Fu Wenzhou's voice was very cold, and Gu Bai's soles became cold.

He coughed dryly and repeated the words just now: "You asked me to check Qingning. The real founder's surname is Song. Three years ago, the lady named Song held 95% of Qingning's shares, but I sent someone to find it, but there was no such person in the country of M."

Gu Bai paused: "In other words, this M-man surnamed Song has legal documents and an account, but there is no such "person". But I found an interesting thing."

Fu Wenzhou frowned: "Say."

Gu Bai: "Every quarter, Ms. Song, who has not found this person, will have a large amount of money transfers on her account, and the recipient is the sick beauty who falls when the wind blows."

Fu Wenzhou: "..."

"So you don't have to worry about the threat this Qingling would pose to Song Qingxiu. I think it's probably her trap for Song Yuan. You're still worried that she will be bullied, and you want to buy Qingling immediately."

Gu Bai sat down loudly: "You can't say anything, Song Qingyou is so smart. I'm really curious if Yan Shaoqin knew that he was being beaten by a little girl, what would his face be like at that time? Haha, it's really fun to think about it."

Fu Wenzhou glanced at Gu Baixing's gloating face, sneered coldly, and said in a arrogant tone: "My Youyou has always been very smart."

Thinking that Song Qingyou was taking advantage of Yan Shaoqin, Fu Wenzhou was in an extraordinary mood.

It seems that his Youyou didn't ask him for help because he was reluctant to use him.

"Why are you stupid?" Gu Bai asked disgusted when he saw Fu Wenzhou's face looked obscene.

Fu Wenzhou curled the curve of the corner of his mouth: "How many loose stocks are there in the Song Group outside?"

“Eight percent.”

"You buy this 8% in the name of Jiangcheng Sy Group." Fu Wenzhou said casually with his legs crossed.

Gu Bai stood up straight: "Why don't you go by yourself? Isn't Mr. Sy?"

Fu Wenzhou looked faint and his voice was cold: "As a gift, you must always maintain the mystery so that the other party can be surprised when he receives it."

Gu Bai smiled and expressed disdain for the man in love.

After the main talks, Gu Bai planned to leave.

Fu Wenzhou suddenly called him and stretched his head over under Gu Bai's inexplicable gaze.

He said expressionlessly: "Touch it."

Gu Bai's eyes twitched and said in horror: "Fu Wenzhou, are you perverts? I don't have the habit of touching a man's head! Even if you can't catch Song Qingyou, don't transfer your target to your brother!"

"..." Fu Wenzhou looked at him with no warmth in his eyes: "I will touch you if I ask you to touch you."

Gu Bai closed his eyes and looked at him as if he was home. He rubbed Fu Wenzhou's nest twice, and found that the touch was pretty good, so he couldn't help but touch it for a while.

Fu Wenzhou opened his hand with a cold face: "Do you tick it?"

Gu Bai said unsatisfiedly: "It's okay, have you gone to take care of your hair recently?"

The original shortness of the hard stubble was found to be a little longer, and the hair looked softer than before, but he didn't understand how a big man in Fu Wenzhou became obsessed with his hair.

Fu Wenzhou was not satisfied with the word "It's OK" and his two sword eyebrows were frowning: "You can leave now."

Gu Bai:...

If you share your own tools, you're the same person.

Yes, he is too lazy to stay.

Gu Bai opened the door and saw Song Qingyou coming out of the opposite house with porridge in her arms. She lowered her head and rubbed her palms on the cat's head.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, but it was too terrifying that Gu Bai did not dare to think deeply.

My own brothers are not so perverted that they compete with a cat, right?

Gu Bai felt that Fu Wenzhou was not as crazy as this.

He tugged his lips and said hello: "Miss Song, long time no see."

When Song Qingyou heard this, she raised her eyes and smiled coldly: "Long time no see, Mr. Gu."

Gu Bai twitched his tongue. Song Qingyou is like this. She is not close to anyone. She seems to have a barrier around her, blocking everyone equally. People and things in this world seem to be of little importance to her, and she has never seen anything interested in or have any emotions fluctuated with anyone.

Living like a little god with a pure heart and few desires.

Of course, except for Fu Wenzhou.

Even Gu Bai has to admit that someone has been pestering for so many years is not ineffective.

At least the little god will get angry at him, right?

Gu Bai didn't know whether he should be grateful or sympathetic for his brothers.

He wanted to say something else to ease the atmosphere, but someone could no longer help but jumped out and drove him away.

"What are you doing here?"

A cold and impatient voice came from behind.

Gu Bai turned his head and saw Fu Wenzhou with a handsome face.

I just joined forces and said something to Song Qingyou, is this man the most important thing?

He turned around in a slutty way and smiled at Song Qingyou with great affection: "Miss Song, if you have time, come to Gu's house to sit down, I...grass!"

Before Gu Baihua could finish speaking, he was kicked violently and almost fell.

Fu Wenzhou looked cold and said, "So much nonsense, why don't you donate your tongue?"

“…”

Haha, is it okay for me to leave?

After Gu Bai left, Song Qingyou carefully said, "I have something to do with you, I have to go to another province."

Fu Wenzhou immediately frowned: "What are you doing in other provinces?"

Song Qingyou put the porridge in his arms: "I said something."

"How many days." Fu Wenzhou lowered his voice.

Song Qingyou glanced at him and said that he hadn't seen him for two days. Why did he feel that his hair seemed to be long and his tail was a little curly, and he looked very easy to touch. I don't know which one feels better than the porridge one.

Realizing that she had this idea, Song Qingyou was shocked and immediately drove out of her mind the inappropriate thoughts.

"Three or four days."

“Where to go.”

"..." Song Qingyou was speechless for a moment: "Do you check your household registration?"

Fu Wenzhou snorted coldly: "I can know even if you don't tell me."

Song Qingyou believed this very much: "Then check it slowly."

After saying that, he went into the house and closed the door.
Chapter completed!