He looks fair and speaks politely. Many colleagues like him. Jiang Shu gave him a brief tour of the Fu family, which attracted countless questions.
——Who is this.
In the tea room, Jiang Shu handed Fu Wan a glass of water, "We will work together in the future, please give me your advice."
Fu Wan's department was not the design department, but the venture capital department. He took it with a smile, "Thank you, sister-in-law."
Jiang Shu's heart skipped a beat, "Don't call me that next time, call me by your professional title in the company."
Fu Wan was noncommittal.
But in the next few days, when Jiang Shu came to Fu's house, there would be a cup of hot coffee on the table.
Xiao Chen also didn’t understand: “It’s not me.”
On a whim, I checked the surveillance system and found out it was Fu Wan.
She put a sticky note on her desk the next day with sharp handwriting: I don't have the habit of drinking coffee in the morning, thank you.
So sure enough the next day there was no more hot coffee.
There was some chaos that day. Jiang Shu was having a meeting in the conference room, and Fu Wan was also there. He took over the matter of the nail-biting household.
The front desk suddenly burst in and stammered: "Director Jiang... there is someone outside looking for you!"
Jiang Shu gave her a calm look, "Who?"
The receptionist shook his head, but his expression was very exciting, "I don't know you, but he asked for you by name, and in his hand..."
Fu Wan walked to the door to take a look. At this moment, a group of people screamed outside, and then a knife appeared in front of him. She stiffened.
The receptionist finished his sentence weakly: "...there is a knife."
Jiang Shu realized something was wrong, got up and walked over. A face behind the knife slowly appeared in front of him.
He was a man, wearing a black leather jacket and lo-top jeans, with a cheap cigarette in his mouth. He had a short cut hair and earrings on his ears. He looked like a popular actor nowadays, but he was a low-end version.
Yes, this face has been exposed to the weather and the sun, and is covered with vicissitudes of life.
They look alike, but everything is ruined as soon as they are spoken, "Which one of you is Jiang Shu?"
Fu Wan had never seen such a rude man. The sharp knife stabbed her eyes against the light and hurt, so she did not dare to move.
Jiang Shu pulled away from Fu Wan in silence, "I am."
"Damn it." The other party spat, grabbed Jiang Shu's arm, and approached with a knife, "You mean you don't want to give us money, but you still want our land?"
They should be family members of the nail household.
Jiang Shu looked at him for a while and then said: "Are you Mo Yi?"
She had read the information of each household, and one of them had a son who went abroad to study when he was eighteen years old. Of course, "study" is a polite way of saying it. He spent his family's money and wandered around until he reached this age, and now his family
Something happened and this ancestor finally came back.
Jiang Shu was deeply impressed by him because he was a libertine, and there were not many libertines from poor families.
Mo Yi put the knife on Jiang Shu's neck and gritted his teeth: "Tell me what to do!"
At this time, someone screamed and stared at the uninvited guest.
Fu Wan became more anxious and panicked. He dropped his phone to the ground. He picked it up and tried to comfort Mo Yi: "Don't get excited... Do you want money? We have... Don't move."
Jiang Shu was close and saw with his own eyes that Mo Yi's eyes became deep.
She stared at him and said to Fu Wan: "Don't tell your brother, I can solve it."
Xiao Chen didn't understand: "What! This knife is..."