Zhang Erhe was sitting on the sofa, fidgeting and looking sad.
Creak!
At this moment, the office door was pushed open.
A man stepped on high heels and made a clicking sound as he slowly walked into the office.
It was Xia Yuxuan.
When Zhang Erhe saw Xia Yuxuan, he stood up immediately as if seeing a life-saving straw.
Xia Yuxuan just hummed, then walked to his seat and sat down.
She knew very well that Zhang Erhe now wanted something from her.
She knows the negotiation skills better. The colder she is now, the more advantage she will have in the subsequent negotiations.
"Uncle Zhang, are you sure you have thought about it?"
Xia Yuxuan raised his head and looked at Zhang Erhe with an indifferent expression.
Although she appeared to be very calm, she was extremely nervous in her heart.
This was the first time that she had faced Zhang Erhe, an old fox who had never looked down on her before, in such a condescending manner.
"Yes."
"From now on, as long as you tell me, no matter what it is, I will do it."
Zhang Erhe answered immediately without hesitation.
After saying this, Zhang Erhe looked outside the office door from time to time. After hesitating for a while, Zhang Erhe couldn't help but ask Xia Yuxuan: "Mr. Xia, where is the gentleman who was with you last time?"
"Didn't he come with you?"
What Zhang Erhe said was naturally Fu Canglong.
Xia Yuxuan obviously didn't expect Zhang Erhe to ask this suddenly. After being stunned for a moment, he explained: "He went out for something."
Zhang Erhe hummed and asked no more questions.
Not long after, Xia Yuxuan drafted an agreement.
As long as Zhang Erhe signs this agreement, from now on, Zhang Erhe will be regarded as Xia Yuxuan's person.
When Xia Yuxuan pushed the agreement in front of Zhang Erhe, Xia Yuxuan reminded him again: "Uncle Zhang, you don't want to think about it anymore?"
"After signing this agreement, from now on, you will do things for me."
Zhang Erhe did not hesitate at all and immediately signed his name.
Zhang Erhe pushed the agreement back to Xia Yuxuan with a smile on his face.
"There's nothing to hesitate about."
"Being your dog, at least there is a way to survive."
"The one behind you is so powerful. If I didn't make such a choice, I might not even know how I died."
Zhang Erhe can be said to have lingering fears about Fu Canglong's methods.
From the first time he met Fu Canglong, he knew that Fu Canglong was someone he could not afford to offend.
What a pity.
His son Zhang Guangbei didn't listen.
As a result, Zhang Guangbei became a vegetative state and could only lie in bed for the rest of his life.
Not only that, it also affected him.
Before he had time to avenge Zhan Guangbei, Master Yuan inexplicably took action against him, and he killed them all.
Master Yuan's interference was probably Fu Canglong's plan.
Zhang Erhe had reason to suspect that if he did not bow to Xia Yuxuan, many things might happen next.
By then, I'm afraid I'll be even worse off than now.
As he said that, Zhang Erhe took a deep look at Xia Yuxuan, but his eyes were quite meaningful.
That look seemed to say: You're lucky, you can find a helper like Fu Canglong, otherwise, I won't take you seriously at all.
Xia Yuxuan felt Zhang Erhe's eyes and saw the meaning in Zhang Erhe's eyes.
Xia Yuxuan raised the corners of his mouth and gave Zhang Erhe a proud look.
That look seemed to say: Sorry, I'm just so lucky. I can just let Fu Canglong be my helper. What can you do?
…
at this time.
The top floor of Jiangcheng branch of Cangtian Group.
Bai Qingxue is sitting at her desk working exclusively.
There was a knock on the door, and as Bai Qingxue said "come in," a secretary in professional attire walked into the office.
The secretary stood respectfully in front of Bai Qingxue and reported to Bai Qingxue.
"Mr. Bai, your collection has been handed over to Dongsheng Company."
"They guarantee that your collection will be auctioned today."
When Bai Qingxue heard this, the pen in her hand suddenly paused.
She looked up at her secretary, but her thoughts were drifting into the distance.
Everyone knows that Bai Qingxue is a collector, especially the calligraphy of the great calligrapher Mr. Qingxi.
After her collection of Mr. Qingxi's calligraphy, his net worth increased several times.
Now it has even reached the point where the starting price for a word is 10 million.
However, no one knows the reason why she is so fond of collecting calligraphy master Mr. Qingxi's calligraphy.
She likes Mr. Qingxi's words because she likes him as a person.
And Mr. Qingxi was the person she wanted to be by her side.
Because Mr. Qingxi is none other than Fu Canglong.
Mr. Qingxi is just one of his pseudonyms.
Over the years, Fu Canglong has disappeared.
Bai Qingxue really wanted to see Fu Canglong, but she couldn't see anyone.
In the end, Bai Qingxue chose to collect all the words Fu Canglong left. Every time she missed Fu Canglong, she would take a look at Fu Canglong's words.
It’s like seeing things and thinking about people.
Over the years, every piece of Fu Canglong's calligraphy she has collected reflects her longing for Fu Canglong.
And now, she has decided to auction off all these collections.
The reason why she made such a decision was not because she had no feelings for Fu Canglong, but because Fu Canglong appeared.
Now that Fu Canglong has appeared again.
There is no need for her to keep these things to see things and miss people.
She wants to have a new start with Fu Canglong.
"Well, I understand."
"You go out."
Bai Qingxue retracted her thoughts and waved her hand to the secretary.
The secretary understood and withdrew.
After the secretary left, Bai Qingxue looked out the window.
After a while, he murmured to himself in a low voice: "Brother Fu, I have said before that you are mine."