"You guys go out first, I have something to talk to Ding Ting about alone. ”

Fang Qian's words sent away the people who were full of curiosity and wanted to listen to the conversation between him and Ding Ting.

Before leaving, the boss thought about telling Ding Ting not to lose his manners, but when he turned his head, he saw Ding Ting staring at Fang Qian.

He wanted to remind Ding Ting, but found that Fang Qian had been smiling all the time, even if he saw Ding Ting's blatant eyes, he didn't care at all.

The boss thought that this was just a family affair of other people, and it would be better for him to be less involved, so he quickly opened the door and went out, and sent away all the colleagues who were surrounding him and were ready to gossip.

After the boss left, Ding Ting and Fang Qian were left in the room.

Tintin just stood there, not moving, not speaking.

Fang Qian sat on the sofa like that, leisurely swaying Erlang's legs, looking at him for a long time.

He hadn't crossed Erlang's legs in front of people for many years, and he always felt that this posture was a sign of unculture.

However, in the face of Ding Ting, he didn't feel that he needed to show too much upbringing, after all, he was not worthy.

The two were silent for a long time.

Anyway, this is in the company, and the person who came to him is Fang Qian, even if Ding Ting stays in this reception room for a day, the boss doesn't dare to say anything.

His time is always worth more than mine.

Ding Ting had such an idea, so he didn't say a word until now.

Fang Qian was not in a hurry, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a shallow peck.

Their tea is not the same, but the craftsmanship of making tea is more than 108,000 miles worse than the people in their own company.

A good pot of tea, stunned by the smell of hay, is really bad for this good tea.

Fang Qian impatiently spit out the tea leaves he had drunk into his mouth, and the cup of tea was never picked up again until he left.

Putting the teacup back on the table, Fang Qian continued to look at Ding Ting.

He wants to see how long this Ding Ting can last.

Fang Qian took out his mobile phone from his pocket and clicked on a video with an indifferent expression.

He kept staring at his phone, as if he was attracted to the content on it.

Tintin constricted his pupils and stared at him, wondering in his heart, what the hell was he looking at?

The sound of the mobile phone is not loud, and the sound of the video comes intermittently.

Tintin lifted his spirits and carefully discerned.

When he made out what it was, his face turned pale.

How could he not be familiar with it, didn't he just receive that video in his mailbox?

Damn it!

The other party actually let Fang Qian get this video.

Ding Ting's eyes suddenly panicked.

Seeing that his eyes began to flicker, Fang Qian sneered, turned off his mobile phone, and played with it in his hand.

On the surface, he was playing with his phone.

Behind his back, Ding Ting's cold sweat wet his back.

He is obviously here to threaten himself today, with such a good handle, as long as he speaks, he has to agree to any conditions, otherwise he will never want to have a foothold in this industry again in his life.

Ding Ting is not afraid of hardship, but he is afraid of starting all over again.

He is no longer young, he has no family, not to mention, if he loses his job again, then he has really lived in vain all these years.

Not to mention that he still has a loan and a car loan to repay, even the bank loan, which he has not yet repaid.

If he loses his job, I'm afraid he will have to sell his car and house to fill the hole.

Seeing that he is not a few years old from the age of thirty, if he has nothing at this time, he will really be finished.

But if he had a little savings, he would not be held back for these things now.

As soon as he thought of this, Ding Ting began to resent Lin Jiao.

If it weren't for her extravagance all day long, she wouldn't have been threatened by someone now.

If I didn't have her, I don't know how much easier it would be.

Ding Ting's heart was surging, his eyes changed and changed, Fang Qian looked at him, thinking about his current thoughts, and he could see at a glance his resentment towards Lin Jiao.

Truly.

It was Lin Jiao who made him in debt, and it was Lin Jiao who left him with such a powerful handle.

If there was no Lin Jiao, he would never have such a handle in his hands today.

"What the hell do you want?"

In the end, it was Ding Ting who spoke first.

The video was in Fang Qian's hands, and he was destined to have no choice.

He couldn't afford to start all over again, so he had to choose to compromise.

"Quite simply, what my daughter wants, is what I ask. ”

When Fang Qian said this, he didn't have any feelings.

He didn't look down on Ding Ting before, and now he can't look down on him.

Although his mother was not a person, he was no better as a son.

If it weren't for Lin Jiao's earnest teachings, how could there be Ding Ting's ruthlessness.

These things have been engraved in the depths of their bones since childhood, and no matter how they are changed, they can't be changed.

Pity her daughter, but she wants to fall in love with such a man.

Fang Qian's conditions, Ding Ting was not surprised at all.

Even when he knew that he was in the company, he had already guessed his intentions.

It's just that he never expected that he actually came with his own handle.

But if he knows, he will not do anything.

What else could he do?

Even if you bite and don't let go, the final result is a big deal.

People have an extra child born out of wedlock, and they have to take the rest of their lives.

He's been suffering for so many years, and he really doesn't want to continue to suffer.

"I'm afraid, it's not that simple, is it?"

Ding Ting is not stupid, what kind of person Fang Qian is, he knows it very well in his heart.

That's the old fox in the mall, how could he just come to himself for Fang Ruoxi's reasons.

Ding Ting's cleverness was something Fang Qian could have predicted.

Since everyone is clear, there is really no need to hide it.

"That's right, I have strings attached. ”

Fang Qian picked up the document bag beside him and threw it on the table.

The document bag slid down the table and in front of Tintin.

Ding Ting raised his eyebrows and glanced at the document bag, Fang Qian didn't speak, just continued to play with his phone.

Today, he is destined to have no other choice but to accept his fate.

Ding Ting picked up the document bag on the table, pulled out the documents inside and looked at them carefully, and couldn't help sneering in his heart.

This Fang Qian is indeed a businessman.

Don't look at his superficial obedience to Fang Ruoxi's desire to marry him, but in fact, he has made many restrictions on this matter.

After Ding Ting turned over the stack of papers, he also had a rough idea in his heart.

It turned out that Fang Qian's request was only for him and Fang Ruoxi to get the certificate, and the wedding would be held after the child was born, and then the time would be held when Fang Ruoxi's body returned to its previous state.

Others, such as marital property or something, he has already done the premarital property notarization.

And the property after marriage, according to the contract said, whoever earns it will spend it.

The child's expenses are all borne by Ding Ting alone.

"Mr. Fang, if you take less money to raise your children, you can let your daughter kill them, and there is no need to worry about my three melons and two dates. ”

Ding Ting threw all the documents on the table and looked at Fang Qian coldly.

Regarding his attitude, Fang Qian was not angry, but just turned on the phone again.

This time, he pointed his phone at Tintin.

After Ding Ting saw the video on his phone that he had never seen before, his face instantly turned to ashes.

It was a picture of him in the hotel room, "comforting" himself in front of An Yunuo's photo.