People living in wealthy families rarely believe in those who love each other, and Fu Jing is one of them.

I have seen many ghosts and monsters, and ghosts are formed.

That consciousness has long been deeply rooted in her mind.

But on this day, this deep-rooted idea was broken, and was broken by Gu Jiangnian, and by the overlord of the shopping mall who killed and subverted the family.

She never thought about it, and even dared not think about it. She always thought that Gu Jiangnian was a kind man with a deep and loyal side, but she was just wearing the romance that was so seamless.

He is Gu Jiangnian, the richest man in C City. He is a rich man in his thirties. He has a wealth of wealth and a capital of loving and righteousness, and a capital to play with women. However, such a person cried silently because his wife was seriously injured.

If you ask Fu Jing what love looks like at this time, the first thing that flashed through her mind should be Gu Jiangnian's figure.

After more than 20 years of life, only Gu Jiangnian gave her a spiritual shock.

Apart from Gu Jiangnian, she could hardly think of a second person.

After most of the cigarettes were gone, Fu Jing didn't smoke often and almost didn't smoke. The cigarette was just a piece of it when she relieved her boredom.

Being able to sit with Robi in the hospital's fire escape today is enough to prove that she is in extreme depression at this time.

And this boredom is hard to describe in words.

"Why would Secretary Fu go back and rest? I will contact you as soon as possible if there is news," Robi took his last breath of cigarette, got up, stood down on the stairs and looked at Jiang Muwan.

Fu Jing raised her hand and took a sip of the cigarette. A faint smell of smoke floated up from below. When Robi looked down at the person, he followed the faint smell of smoke. He felt in his heart that Fu Jing and her wife might be the same kind of person.

"You go! I'll sit down."

Going back? It’s not realistic. Huazhong’s stall is waiting for her. Once the old people know that Jiang Muwan is in the hospital, Huazhong’s power will fall into Jiang Lin again. This is what he himself and Jiang Muwan doesn’t want to see.

Fu Jing held a cigarette in one hand and took out her cell phone from her pocket with the other, and went to the phone to Shao Cong.

At nine o'clock, Shao Cong and Xu Fang came together.

"boss…………."

“Mr. Fu……….”

At this time, whether it is Junhua or Huazhong, they are all headless.

Xu Fang and Shao Cong both came for the company's interests.

"What's going on?" Shao Cong looked at Fu Jing, and his tone was undoubtedly full of anxiety.

Fu Jing looked at the person and did not rush to answer him. Instead, she reached out to take out the cigarette box from his pocket.

When she held it on her lips and wanted to continue touching the lighter, Shao Cong handed the lighter to her.

"Kidnapped," she spoke slowly as she sucked the clouds and fog.

"Jiang Lin?" It's not his fault for thinking so. Even though they fought wits and courage with the old people in Huazhong for several days, they could see that the relationship between the father and daughter was as hard as water and fire.

Fu Jing held the cigarette and shook her head: "It has nothing to do with the people of Huazhong."

Shao Cong was stunned and looked at Fu Jing for a few seconds.

Fu Jing raised her hand and took a sip of cigarettes, looked at Shao Cong, and spoke calmly with the imperative determination: "But we have to let them take the blame."

Judging from the current situation where there are beasts in front and pursuers behind, once the news of Jiang Muwan being kidnapped spreads, Jiang Lin will definitely control the overall situation of the Chinese people. Those who are ready to send them out and have not yet sent out will be pulled back by Jiang Lin. In this case, everything they have done in these days will be in vain.

Instead of being passively beaten, it is better to take the initiative to attack. At least, the latter still has a few chances of winning.

If the opportunity is in Jiang Lin's hands, then they have no chance of winning.

Shao Cong was a little unacceptable to the ending in front of him. He had only been in C City for more than a month. These experiences were more and more extensive than he had seen in the capital. A kidnapping case was even created. Chen Qi, who was originally sober, felt a little uncomfortable. He raised his hand, wiped his face, and looked at Fu Jing with some surprise: "Take them into the water?"

Fu Jing nodded: "Take the initiative."

"What is Mr. Song's situation?" Shao Cong asked.

"At the iCu, the doctor said that the situation was not very good," Fu Jing told.

"Who did it? Is it because I want my life? Is the scientific research family members dared to kidnap?" In the capital, when it comes to Das, no senior official dared to make things difficult for him. As for this kind of kidnap case that I want my life, no one dared to do it. But City C is a really good place. Compared with the group of strict self-restrained businessmen under the emperor, they are simply gangsters, who ignore the law and trampled on the moral bottom line.

"A madman," Fu Jing told in a deep voice.

Shao Cong landed his hands on his waist, looked at Fu Jing, his eyebrows tightly frowned, and he wanted to speak, but when he saw a nurse passing by in the corridor, he lowered his voice: "I don't know if the kidnapped person is crazy, but I'm going crazy, what's the good thing about this broken place? Huazhong is simply a honeycomb with loopholes everywhere. It takes at least two years to turn losses into profits. In two years, Das can acquire foreign capital markets."

Shao Cong's mentality was broken when he was kidnapped by Jiang Muwan. His situation at this time was exactly the same as Fu Jing at that time. He was used to being sought after in the capital. He ran to City C to get angry everywhere, but Shao Cong was sadder than her. At most, he was just angry. Shao Cong was facing the boss being kidnapped.

"There are open and secret struggles among the aristocratic families, and the capitals are even better than that. Now things are in a foregone conclusion. If we don't use some means, we will all finish it," Fu Jing told the truth.

Looking at Shao Cong's eyes with some strong oppression, then put his hands on his hips, Yang Tian sighed, reached out to take out the cigarette box from his pocket, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, took a few sips, calmed his emotions and said, "How to do it?"

"Creating an illusion to lead the disaster to Jiang Lin. Even if Mr. Jiang is unconscious, he dare not sit in that position."

"Why don't you dare to sit?" Shao Cong asked.

"Public opinion," Fu Jing replied.

Shao Cong said coldly: "Mr. Song doesn't care about these things. Do you think Jiang Lin will care?"

This is a rhetorical question, and it is also a fact.

Shao exchanged this rhetorical question for Fu Jing's silence.

Yes! Jiang Muwan doesn’t care. Will Jiang Lin care about these things?

The two parents turned against each other so much that who would take into account the public opinion and morality? Public opinion? They didn't care about it.

"Business trip..." Shao Cong said and gave another plan.

"What if I don't wake up for ten days or half a month?" Fu Jing obviously disagreed with this plan. Business trips can only last for a short period of time. What they have to do at this time is long-term preparations.

In this way, once Jiang Muwan has any uncontrollable factors, they will not be unable to control it, and there will be no danger.

"Go a bet," Shao Chong spoke, his eyes turned behind Fu Jing, his eyes slightly empty: "It has a better chance of winning than letting out public opinion."

Fu Jing looked at Shao Cong, and said nothing for a long time. She was silent for a long time until the ashes in her hands fell on the back of her hand. She suddenly came back to her senses: "Do you just believe that Jiang Lin will not be bound by public opinion?"

"The interests are even ahead, and the rest are jokes," How could he not believe in the truth that our ancestors have verified for hundreds of years?

What reason do you not believe it?

Shao Cong's words were not without reason, so Fu Jing had no way to refute it. She raised her hand and took a sip of cigarettes, her eyes fell on Gu Jiangnian who was standing at the door of the ICU, and her curved eyebrows and eyes occasionally passed by her faint sadness.

If something happens to Jiang Muwan, chaos in all directions will be inevitable.

"What does it have to do with Mr. Gu?" Shao Cong followed Fu Jing's gaze and looked at the person standing alone and cold at the door of the ICU, and his words were a little confused.

Fu Jing reached out and lit ash in the air, looked at Shao Cong, and said, "I said the boss and Mr. Gu are husband and wife, do you believe it?"

"You're still joking with me?" Hearing Fu Jing's words, Shao Cong's blood pressure, which he finally suppressed, rose again, and even pulled his voice up.

He never thought about Fu Jing's words.

After being in the capital for a long time, everyone's subconscious thoughts were like Song Sishen, thinking that even if the two daughters of the Jiang family were not married or married, they would not be with the businessman full of stinking money.

But what can I do if I don’t believe it? This is the fact.

And it is a fact recognized by national laws.

Fu Jing had not deliberately explained the relationship between the two, pursed her lips, turned slowly, and looked at Shao Cong and said, "Do as you said!"

No matter which one they are, they are in the dark at this time.

At the moment, Fu Jing sighed fiercely in her heart. When she raised her hand to smoke, she spoke lightly, as if she was mocking: "I want to go to the temple to worship."

When Shao Cong heard this, his eyes that were looking down at the floor slowly raised up and laughed back: "If it is useful to pray to God and Buddha, everyone will live in the temple."

"Boss," Xu Fang stood behind Gu Jiangnian, looking at the man who was lonely and defeated in front of him, and his words trembled a little.

He pursed his lips, his hands hanging beside him tightened slightly, and looked at the person, and thousands of words were choked in his throat and unable to speak.

His wife was seriously injured. In this case, all kinds of things were probably trivial in his eyes.

He never thought it would be overnight

When Xu Fang came, he thought about the work he wanted to report on, and he held back

At this time, how could he use those external things to make trouble for him?

His call was not responded to. As Xu Fang turned his eyes, his eyes collided with Fu Jing in the air.

When he was about to go to Fu Jing, he saw Song Sishen coming quickly and working hard.

Seeing this, Fu Jing was stunned for a second, then reached out and threw half of the cigarette left in her hand on the ground, and took big strides to stop Song Sishen, who was heading towards Gu Jiangnian, with a serious expression and a bit of guardianity: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you think I want to do?" Song Sishen did not listen to Fu Jing's words, and it would be fine if he had not listened to them, and he also felt it was a bit ridiculous.

So at this time, he had no good temper for Fu Jing's stop.

Fu Jing vaguely guessed what Song Sishen was trying to do when he came in anger. Only after guessing did he reach out and pull the person who rushed forward with anger: "Your thoughts are best collected."

"How to collect? How to collect?" Everyone has entered the ICU, and the situation is dangerous. If there is any accident in City C, what should the aunt do? What should grandpa do?

"Jiang Muwan paved the way for several years to hold Huazhong in his palms, and suffered all the way. If you dare to do anything inappropriate today, be careful that she will never enter your Song family again after waking up. Song Sishen, I will remind you."

"What if something happens today?" Song Sishen asked word by word at Fu Jing.

And every word and sentence has a bit of gritting teeth.

"If any accident happens to my sister in City C today, what have you and I become?" Seeing that Fu Jing did not answer, Song Sishen spoke again.
To be continued...