"I'm just a small employee. What's important? Anyway, I'll give you money anywhere. I think Mr. Sheng is more generous than you. You can continue chatting. You can sell me for how much you want!"
"You..." After hearing Su Wanwan's words, Fu Linchen also realized that his attitude was wrong, but before he could say anything, Su Wanwan threw a medicine bottle at him.
The first time he was treated like this, Fu Linchen was stunned for a moment and forgot to react.
Su Wanwan snorted coldly, turned around and left.
Seeing Su Wanwan leaving angrily, Fu Linchen pinched his eyebrows with a headache. It was just a joke at first, but he didn't know it turned out like this.
Seeing that the two of them broke up in a quarrel, but the atmosphere between them was one of intimacy visible to the naked eye, Sheng Zexia remained calm, but his eyes became a little darker, and he slowly picked up the tea cup: "So Mr. Fu is considering my proposal.
How is the land?”
Fu Linchen resisted the urge to chase after him, sent a message and sat back, his eyes calm: "Which transaction is Mr. Sheng referring to?"
Sheng Zexia stopped being reserved and spoke directly: "To be honest with Mr. Fu, I am very sincere about Miss Su joining our company."
Fu Linchen's face turned even colder: "So Mr. Sheng wants to steal someone from me?"
Sheng Zexia did not shy away from it, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Fu just said that Bole knows a good horse. Miss Su is that good horse, and I just want to be that Bole."
"It's a pity that Mr. Sheng is destined to be disappointed." Fu Linchen sneered, "Su Wanwan has never been an object, and I..."
"It's impossible to let go."
Sheng Zexia's calm expression finally changed: "In Mr. Fu's eyes, is Miss Su so important?"
Fu Linchen put down the tea cup and did not answer.
"Since Mr. Sheng doesn't want to talk today, we have a long way to go. If Mr. Sheng is interested, he can contact my number series. However, it is better to give up as soon as possible on things that should not be spied on."
Fu Linchen picked up the coat next to him and walked out of the door. As he walked, he said: "If Mr. Sheng has no intention, please don't contact my assistant again."
Sheng Zexia was silent, picked up the tea at hand, took a sip, and found it was cold.
Here, Su Wanwan rushed out of the dance party. She was blown by the cold wind and her head became clearer. Thinking of the president today, she felt even more aggrieved.
Fu Linchen, a bitch, talks about affectionate things at one moment, and then comments on himself as if he were an object. Does she regard herself as anything, his private property?
When you like him, you must stay by his side and don't allow others to interfere with him. When you don't like it, you can use it to negotiate the price with others. Even though she, Su Wanwan, doesn't have much power or luck.
But she is a human being and never belongs to anyone. No one can do this to her.
Thinking of this, Su Wanwan's eyes were slightly sour, and she quickly raised her head, looking at the sky which was pitch black without a single star. Su Wanwan was entranced for a moment, until someone looked for her behind her.
Seeing Li Huan, Su Wanwan's face turned dark. She turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the other party. Li Huan sighed: "Miss Su, you'd better go back."
Su Wanwan stood there with a bad expression on her face. Li Huan did not force her, but just stood aside and waited.
She gritted her teeth and thought, forget it, this place was so desolate that there were no other cars at all. If she didn't follow him, would she have to walk back to the hotel by herself? Why bother herself.
Su Wanwan figured it out. When she returned to the hotel, Fu Linchen would probably be back for a long time. After taking a shower, she sat cross-legged on the bed. The lights of the ball were bright, and Fu Linchen's words surrounded her ears.
She threw the pillow on the ground angrily. For some reason, Su Wanwan seemed to have something stuck in her heart, and she couldn't feel comfortable no matter what.