Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

  Chapter 89 89: 700,000 compensation

  When Zhuang Jing stood in front of the desk, her eyes were downcast, and the shock of being helpless and not knowing how to speak made her brain churn.

  Of course she knew that she had done something wrong, but the premise of knowing that she had done something wrong was that Jiang Yi was too strong a woman.

  She used gentle words to push you closer to the mountain nest, letting all the pressure from all directions fall on you.

   Makes you immobile, without too many words, but every action carries a deadly stampede.

   "Secretary Zhuang, are you okay?"

  Zhuang Jing suddenly recovered from his thoughts, and slowly shook his head: "It's nothing."

  The man looked at her and wanted to say something, but he left without saying anything.

   "Zhuang Jing, come here," Guan Qing passed by the door.

   Holding an envelope in their hands, the two walked away and left the office door.

  Guan Qing handed her the envelope in his hand: "XC distinguishes the company, the position of sales director, work hard, as long as you have the ability, it is easy to go to the headquarters."

  Zhuang Jing looked at the envelope in Guan Qing's hand, not daring to reach out to take it.

   Instead, he looked up at Guan Qing: "Secretary Guan, do I still have a chance?"

  Guan Qing looked at her without saying a word, but the deep eyes made Zhuang Jing dare not say anything else.

  When Fang Chi came up from downstairs, he saw such a scene.

  He paused slightly as he walked forward, looking at the awkward and silent atmosphere between the two.

  Until Zhuang Jing reached out to pick up the envelope.

  Fang Chi walked up, looked at the back of Zhuang Jing leaving, and looked at Guan Qing suspiciously: "What happened?"

   "Zhuang Jing has been transferred."

  Fang Chi was stunned: "Why?"

   "The following offense is above," Guan Qing summed it up succinctly.

  And the tone of this summary sounds very light, but it always feels a little indescribably gloomy.

   "What does Mr. Fu mean?"

   "Yes," Guan Qing reached out and patted his shoulder.

   "I'm busy."

  When Jiang Yi came out to go to the bathroom, he saw Zhuang Jing holding an envelope and preparing to enter the office.

  One opened the door, the other pushed the door open, and the two stood there silently, their eyes facing each other.

  Jiang Yi always had a faint smile on his lips.

   "Miss Jiang is happy?"

  Zhuang Jing's hatred for Jiang Yi is at the full level at this time. She has worked hard to get to the high position of the East Court headquarters, but now, because of Jiang Yi's manipulation, she has returned to the bottom.

   This kind of resentment is simply beyond words.

  What about Jiang Yi?

  She looked at Zhuang Jing with a smile, and her tone was cold without the slightest displeasure: "A mere secretary is not enough for me to base my happiness on you. Miss Zhuang thinks too highly of herself."

   "Miss Jiang and Mrs. Fu have different identities. I see Miss Jiang, and I believe others see Miss Jiang too,"

The reason why she looks down on Jiang Yi is because Jiang Yi and Fu Xiting are not people from the same world, and the group of them who are secretaries have come up step by step. As for Jiang Yi, she can at most be regarded as the eldest lady of a wealthy family She didn't even graduate from college, so why did they treat her as Mrs. Fu?

   "What does it matter to me? I don't need the approval of a bunch of secretaries."

  Jiang Yi's arrogance and presumptuousness made Zhuang Jing feel stunned.

  Just a college student, his arrogance far exceeds that of an adult with a successful career in the business world.

  And that kind of absolute self-confidence cannot be imitated by ordinary people.

  Jiang Yi reached out to close the door, and went to the bathroom.

   Zhuang Jing kept watching her leave.

  Jiang Yi returned to Fu Xiting's office from the bathroom, and saw a man wearing a coat.

   "Going?"

   "En," the man responded softly.

   "Then I won't bother Mr. Fu," Jiang Yi seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time.

   Picked up the schoolbag on the sofa and wanted to leave.

  When passing by Fu Xiting, the man grabbed the schoolbag.

  Jiang Yi looked back at him: "What is Mr. Fu trying to do?"

   "I have a party tonight, and I need Ms. Jiang to accompany me."

   "Are you an **** when you are an old lady? Accompany you to work, accompany you home, accompany you to socialize."

   "It's okay if you don't go, and you will pay 700,000 yuan."

  Fu Xiting let go of Jiang Yi's schoolbag, and stretched out his palm towards her.

  Jiang Yi: ...

  Is this man a debt collector in his previous life?

   In this life, I will do some debt collection work.

   "No, you said 700,000 is 700,000?"

   "My identity doesn't allow me to use too bad things, Miss Jiang should know this!"

   "I don't know, don't talk nonsense," Jiang Yi shook her schoolbag, turned around and wanted to leave.

  Fu Xiting watched, rolled up his sleeves, and said with a smile: "It's okay if you don't give it, and it's the same when I ask Jiang Zeqiu."

  Jiang Yi: ... "I can give it to you, in two days."

   "I want it today, 700,000 in the bank for a day will also have interest."

   "I'll give you the capital with interest."

   "Okay, quadruple," Fu Xiting said calmly, with a leisurely look as if he was not collecting debts at all, but was stating an extremely indifferent fact.

   "Why don't you grab it?"

   "The interest rate of the bank is not doubled in one day."

  Fu Xiting smiled lightly: "Miss Jiang said, it's a bank, but here I am, it's not a bank."

  Jiang Yi: ...

  Jiang Yi couldn't handle Fu Xiting, so he had to follow him into the car.

  In the car, the man answered the phone in a low voice, and Jiang Yi sat in the back seat with an expression as cold as a refrigerator.

  Fu Xiting talked with the people over there in perfect Mandarin, talking about tens of millions of cases.

  Jiang Yi sat beside him scratching her ears and cheeks, her long hair running through her fingertips.

   The two are not on the same channel at all.

  On the way, Jiang Yi received a call from Yi Tian, ​​she picked it up, glanced at it, and picked it up casually.

"Mother."

   "Yiyi, why haven't you come home yet?"

  Jiang Yi glanced at Fu Xiting, and responded to Yi Tian's question: "I'm with Mr. Fu."

  Yi Tian was stunned for a moment: "Then are you coming back tonight?"

   "Back."

  Jiang didn't even want to answer. At this time, with Fu Xiting by his side, he would say back if he didn't answer.

  Yi Tian held the phone and wanted to say something, but when he heard Jiang Yi's reply, all the words stopped between his lips.

   "Just go back, then mom will hang up first."

"goodbye."

  Fu Xiting heard Jiang Yi chatting with Yi Tian while answering the phone, and glanced sideways at her.

  No other words.

   After Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi arrived at the place, Jiang Yi knew that today's entertainment was not another entertainment.

   It was a meeting between Fu Xiting and a Korean businessman in the tourism industry.

   Said it was a meeting, no doubt it was spying out some useful news from the hands of the other party.

   And this useful information has to be explored between the lines.

   "Why did Mr. Fu bring me here?"

  Jiang Yi felt that it was not easy for Fu Xiting to bring him here.

  And this man made it clear what he was planning.

   "Why do I need to bring my fiancee to dinner?"

  The man's tone was indifferent, but the meaning of the question remained undiminished.

  (end of this chapter)