The heavy rain and strong wind in the summer night made it easy to catch a cold. Just when Wen Yuan was a little shaken, a bunch of car lights slowly approached from a distance.
Wen Yuan thought she was in a dream and couldn't believe it.
The license plate number was the one Fu Shiyan usually used. The car door opened, and a wealthy man stepped out. He held a black umbrella and saw this woman.
Wen Yuan's eyes lit up with intense fire. She threw away her umbrella, ran over quickly, and hugged the man's waist. There was a cry in her voice: "I knew you would come!"
He frowned at such a determined tone.
Fu Shiyan pulled away Wen Yuan's hand little by little, pushed it in front of him at a suitable distance, and moved the umbrella closer to her. His voice was cold: "Wen Yuan, I can't do anything about Vanke. I have no obligation to help it. In other words, even if
I have a good relationship with Zhou Liangqi, and I have no position to ask him to give up this acquisition. Do you understand?"
What's more, his relationship with Zhou Liangqi was not good in private.
He said it clearly and clearly to stop Wen Yuan's thoughts.
In fact, Fu Shiyan didn't plan to come tonight, but he was not completely heartless. Some things he did to her went too far, and he softened his heart.ωωw..net
There was pleading in Wen Yuan's eyes, "I understand, but Brother Fu, I remember you told me before that you also have awe of the old-fashioned groups in your heart. If Vanke disappears from now on, then I believe there will be few traditional media
It can still survive, but you have also seen its declining situation now...can't you really help? Just think of it as saving your feelings."
Fu Shiyan's head hurt a little.
Wen Yuan became stubborn and couldn't reason with her.
She had just gotten wet, and her face was wet, and she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.
Fu Shiyan gave her no hope, "The acquisition of Vanke is also the hard work of many people. Not to mention whether I can persuade Zhou Liangqi to do so, even if I do, who will compensate for Zhou's losses?"
Wen Yuan grabbed Fu Shiyan's hand: "I'm going to tell the board of directors that Vanke will be responsible for all of this. As long as Mr. Zhou leaves a way out, Vanke will make way for Mr. Zhou no matter where we meet in the future."
There is an inherently unequal competitive relationship, and Zhou Liangqi probably wouldn't even look at these conditions.
Fu Shiyan held her hand and was about to pull away when he was burned the moment he touched it.
Only then did she realize that Wen Yuan had probably stood here all day.
Now that he is here, it is impossible for him to attack a woman who is attacked by a high fever.
He held it and didn't let go, "Go in and talk."
On the Côte d'Azur, this is a villa with a sense of age and extraordinary design. It has an unparalleled sea view. It was sold at an auction for a high price of 800 million. In the end, I don't know what happened and it was not sold.
The last time Fu Shiyan came here, he was with Jiang Shu.
The peach trees planted in the yard have come alive and have luxuriant branches and leaves.
Wen Yuan hadn't been here for a long time, and she opened the door tremblingly. Everything here had not changed, but it had been four years since she last came in.
Wen Yuan had tears rolling down her eyes and her eyes were red. She never thought that one day she would come back here again.
Before she could speak, she suddenly felt dizzy and fell straight down.
The man next to him shouted: "Wen Yuan!"
high fever.
When Wen Yuan woke up again, there was a fever-reducing patch on her forehead, a cup of hot water and a few pills next to the bedside table.