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Chapter 50 Is this woman teaching him how to do things?

Then, he clicked on the first video.

Fu Jingting saw Rong Shu calmly confronting the parents. When the parents questioned Fu Jinglin's lack of strength, he directly let several children play, winning two out of three games.

It turned out that Fu Jinglin went to Rong Shu that day because he wanted to participate in the trial training. He didn't dare to look for him and asked Rong Shu for help.

Fu Jingting frowned slightly, a little unhappy that Rong Shu went to school privately to help Fu Jinglin, but he patiently watched the video.

"Fight well. If you lose, you will be embarrassing your brother."

In the video, Rong Shu handed the boy a towel and talked to him for a few words. When she looked up at the boy, her eyes stayed on his face for more than ten seconds. Because Cheng Huai took the picture from the side, Fu Jingting couldn't see the woman's expression.

After reading it, Fu Jingting clicked on the next paragraph.

Rong Shu sat in the middle of three mahjong tables, playing mahjong with the parents. Cheng Huai, who was recording the video, asked her if she was not afraid that Brother Ting would ask you to accuse her. Rong Shu responded to his words with a calm expression.

"If he wants to ask questions, let him do it."

"He has to reflect on himself."

"Reflect on how you became an elder brother and see what kind of life Fu Jinglin wants. Don't wait until something happens in the future to regret it."

This woman helped his brother secretly, and then asked him to reflect on it?

Fu Jingting simply laughed angrily.

In addition to men in the huge office, there is also a man wearing a peaked cap and Assistant Zhang.

The man stood in front of the mahogany table with his head lowered, trembling with fear.

After the man felt that Fu Jingting's breath became colder, his body shivered unconsciously, and he whispered: "Fu, Mr. Fu, it was Miss Gu who came to me that night and asked me to go to that private room to put the recorder..."

"I only took a total of two hundred thousand, and it's all in this card, and the money hasn't been touched at all." The man said, putting a bank card on the table.

The man said several words, but when Fu Jingting remained silent, the invisible pressure made him almost breathless.

"Fu, Mr. Fu, I was wrong. Please be kind and let me go." The man's knees were shaking and he almost knelt down. "I will tell you right away what Miss Gu wants me to do in the future."

Fu Jingting looked away from his phone and looked up at him, "How many minutes is the total audio duration?"

When Cheng Huai was cleaning up the surveillance, he said that he saw a man coming out of Rong Shu's private room that night, sneaking around. After checking the information, he said he was a young reporter from a newspaper, who took this kind of work privately to make extra money. He suspected that the audio was from this reporter.

Released.

An hour ago, Fu Jingting asked Assistant Zhang to contact the man. After entering the office, before he asked, the reporter asked for everything.

"More than forty minutes." The man immediately replied, "When there was no one in the private room, I put the recorder in it, and the audio that was sent out was also edited."

The man quickly took out the recorder from his bag and put it on the table, "This is the recorder. I promise you, there will never be a backup."

Fu Jingting picked up the recording pen, his eyes dark and unclear.

The man-made car accident six years ago, coupled with the reporter's incident, gradually made Fu Jingting suspicious: Is this cruel and gentle woman who caused the car accident to marry someone else really the "Maple Leaf" who corresponded with him six years ago?

He and "Maple Leaf" passed countless letters, and he knew all of "Maple Leaf"'s preferences through letters.

The girl on the other end of the letter was full of enthusiasm and loved life. Many of their ideas always coincided with each other. But after Gu Manyin woke up, they could never talk to each other even though she was by his side. She seemed far away from him.

After a long time, Fu Jingting broke the recording pen and destroyed the small chip inside.

"I'll give you an hour to pack up your things and leave Haishi." Fu Jingting threw the things into the trash can and said in a cold voice, "After you leave, never go back to Haishi again. If she asks you, just say job transfer, understand.

Yet?"

"Yes, don't worry, I will never expose the secret to Miss Gu." Seeing that he had escaped the death penalty, the man was relieved and wanted to leave, but when he turned around, he was stopped by Fu Jingting.

Fu Jingting pointed to the card on the table and said, "Take it away."

"Thank you, Mr. Fu, thank you!" The man kept thanking him. After grabbing the card, he bowed to Assistant Zhang and quickly left the office.

Assistant Zhang, who stood aside and listened to the whole process, had a calm expression on his face, but he was sighing in his heart.

Hey! You really know people but don’t know their hearts. I didn’t expect that Miss Gu, who seemed gentle and kind on the surface, would actually instigate people to do such a thing.

Miss Rong is so miserable!

After the man left completely, Assistant Zhang stepped forward and reported to Fu Jingting, "Mr. Fu, we found the whereabouts of the couple boss. He is in Yabuli Resort."

Fu Jingting hummed, "If there's nothing else, you can go down first."

"Mr. Fu, I have been to Gu's house with you before, and I saw that their stairs are covered with imported Persian carpets, which are very soft." Assistant Zhang said, "The chandelier on the other side of the stairs is also very bright, and you can see the steps when you go downstairs.

"

What he meant was: Even if Gu Manyin was blind, he would not miss anything when walking up those stairs.

But Gu Manyin missed the step and hit the escalator pillar, causing a bloody head. It was a bit unbelievable no matter how you look at it.

Fu Jingting didn't say anything.

Fu Jingting also had doubts about Gu Manyin's accidental fall. He just looked at Gu Manyin lying on the hospital bed, her face as white as paper and pitiful. He was soft-hearted and distressed, and gave up the idea of ​​asking her.

"I know." Fu Jingting's voice was a little colder, "Go down."

Assistant Zhang quietly retreated.

Fu Jingting sat alone in the office for a long time, looking coldly at the document about the whereabouts of the couple's boss, but made no move.

After a long time, he touched his phone, opened Rong Shu's WeChat, and sent a message.

In the basketball hall, the teenagers inside the court started fighting for basketball, while outside the court, the parents sat together and played mahjong together, which was very lively.

Not only were those parents good at playing mahjong, they were at least good at playing mahjong. Rong Shu's words "I'll hit nine with one" made them sneer and wanted to teach Rong Shu a lesson.

As a result, after playing mahjong, Rong Shu touched and threw the cards very quickly. The three mahjong tables turned back and forth, and it was the parents who were overwhelmed.

As Rong Shu shaved his head off, the faces of the parents changed from sneers and disdain to a uniform blue color.

On the field, Fu Jinglin found the right time to throw the ball and won the game three to two. Here, after Rong Shu touched the card, she smiled and then pushed the card in front of her.

"Sorry, touch yourself."

"You, you are cheating!" A parent was so angry that he was about to have a heart attack. He said with trembling lips, "For three rounds, you were the one playing tricks. No matter how good the cards you got, you couldn't be like this.

Ah, you must be cheating!"

"That's right! Your friend got this mahjong table, there must be something wrong with it!"

Cheng Huai listened and found it funny.

"When I was six years old, I knew what the card was as soon as I got it. If I wanted 60,000 yuan, I would get it. The card couldn't come out of my hand." Rong Shu smiled and stood up from the chair.

"When I was ten years old, my dad couldn't beat me, let alone you. If I wanted to, you wouldn't even have a chance to listen to the cards."

Rong Shu glanced at the faces of the parents and said calmly: "If you are not as good as others, you have to admit it. Don't pretend to be so awesome and become a clown instead."


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