Chapter 211: The Man Wandering the Bar
"She's not a crooked neck tree. Fu Ting looked at He Shaolin coldly, as if he was dealing with his subordinates who made mistakes, "Pay attention to your words." β
"I'll go, you're going to murder me for a woman?" He Shaolin sneered, "And did I say who it is? You will sit down by yourself, haha......"
He Shaolin's voice was quickly drowned out by the music in the bar.
Fu Ting stroked the edge of the wine glass with one hand, supported his chin with the other, his eyes fluttered, and his expression was cold.
"Hey, don't look like you're going to die. β
"Huh?" Fu Ting's faint eyes were still cold.
He Shaolin shook his head, "It's okay for you to scare and scare the people in the company like this, but it's almost okay to scare me." β
"Drink your wine. β
Wine is not very attractive to He Shaolin, he only cares about Fu Ting's condition, "You said that you like people so much, why don't you keep her?"
"Saved. β
"What?" He Shaolin thought he would deny it, but he didn't expect him to say that.
Fu Ting's eyes were a little confused, and his thoughts drifted into the distance, "I asked Director Su to go......"
After listening, He Shaolin was shocked, "I didn't expect you to do such a thing." Forget it, think about it, people like you definitely can't pull it off. But I'm curious about the result, what did Ning Wan say?"
"What do you say she said?"
"Haha, it must have been a closed door. He Shaolin laughed gloatingly.
Fu Tingwu poured himself wine and laughed at himself: "I passed the night she left, don't look at me like that, I was shocked." β
He Shaolin smiled heartlessly and patted him on the shoulder, "I used to think you were so manly, but then you and Ning Yu were together to dispel my thoughts." Later, you were so infatuated with Ning Wan, I was really ...... I really don't know what to say. β
"I didn't expect it myself. β
"With the way you work, it shouldn't be like this. He Shaolin stroked his chin, and suddenly said, "Well, this may be the so-called 'one thing descending one thing', right?"
Fu Ting was very disdainful of this, "In the end, you said it wrong. If you have to say something like "one thing descends one thing", then he thinks that the person who was surrendered is Ning Wan.
"Whatever you want, as long as you're happy. He Shaolin held back a smile and sarcastically mocked Fu Ting.
"He Shaolin!"
"President Fu, don't call me that, I'm so scared. He Shaolin stepped back with his arms crossed, as if he was very scared.
The phone on the table rings and the phone screen lights up.
"Wow, your fiancΓ©e Cha Gang is here. β
Fu Ting didn't like the title "fiancΓ©e" very much, so he was depressed in his heart, so he picked up his phone and put it aside.
"If it's inconvenient to pick it up, I'll pick it up for you. β
He Shaolin picked up the phone and put it to his ear, "You are louder, I can't hear clearly." Oh, you're looking for Thunder, he's gone to the toilet. β
Putting down the phone, He Shaolin shook his head slightly, "She said she would call later." β
Fu Ting didn't say anything, and he felt very uncomfortable. Ning Wan has nothing to do with him, why is she in his heart and mind?
Did Ning Wan drug herself, or was she stunned?
"Huh...... Your phone wallpaper is so special. β
The wallpaper is a sketch painting, in which Fu Ting and Ning Xiuyu are depicted.
He Shaolin vaguely remembered seeing it in Fu Ting's villa on the mountain, and couldn't help but say: "What if you use this as a wallpaper and are seen by Ning Yu?"
Facing the urging of his friends, Fu Ting told the truth, "Change the wallpaper at night." β
"Yours is the case. He Shaolin gave Fu Ting a thumbs up.
The phone rang again, over and over again, as if urging for life.
Driven by curiosity, He Shaolin looked over and shook his head again and again, "This Ning Yu is really ghostly, I am beginning to sympathize with you now." β
Fu Ting didn't seem to hear it, and still drank wine one by one.
Thinking that Ning Yu had found the bar before, He Shaolin shuddered, "Do you want me to pick it up for you?"
"This time we changed bars and she couldn't find them. β
"No, I think you underestimated Ning Yu's ability to find you. He Shaolin finished speaking in a low voice and raised his chin into the distance.
Ning Yu walked over in a fiery red tulle sundress and champagne-colored high heels, and shouted, "Ting, why are you here, let me find it." β
"Why are you here?" Fu Ting's voice was extremely low.
"Ting, people miss you. β
After walking one Ning Wan, Ning Yu was worried that there would be another Ning Wan, so he watched Fu Ting watch closely.
Squeezing He Shaolin away, Ning Yu sat next to Fu Ting and looked around, "It's too noisy here, and the personnel are also messy, so it's not suitable for you at all." β
"What does Miss Ning think is suitable for Ting?" He Shaolin pulled a chair over, sat on the other side of Fu Ting, and looked at Ning Yu with a smile.
Ning Yu pinned the hair from her ears behind her ears, and looked at Fu Ting with her chin propped up, "The environment is better, and the specifications are higher, Ting, do you think I'm right?"
Whether it's right or wrong, Fu Ting doesn't care.
"Ting, it's late, shall we go back and rest?"
He Shaolin asked the bartender for a glass of wine, "Since they are all out, why do you have to leave in a hurry, come, Miss Ning will have a drink too." β
Ning Yu looked at the bar, and then at the wine in the wine glass, "What kind of wine is this?" β
One of the selling points of this bar is that there are many varieties of liquor, most of which are exclusive recipes, home-brewed, and not available in ordinary places.
"There's so much you haven't seen before, either you sit down and drink, or you leave now. β
"He Shaolin, how can you talk to me?"
Fu Ting shook his head at He Shaolin, and his meaning was very obvious. He Shaolin's stinky temper came up, and he didn't want to follow Ning Yu at all, "Don't you want me to give you a good face just now, and you also blame me?"
"Ting, look at him!" Ning Yu rubbed in front of Fu Ting and coquettishly, "No respect for me at all." β
"What if I can't respect you when I see you?"
Ning Yu's face was very ugly, if it weren't for Fu Ting's presence, she would have taught this He Shaolin a good lesson a long time ago.
"Let's go. Fu Ting got up.
"Wait for me, my dear. β
After Ning Yu left the bar, the world seemed to be quiet all of a sudden.
He Shaolin was about to continue drinking, but suddenly remembered something, and shouted behind the two, "Hey, I haven't paid the bill yet." β
"You're not short of money. β
"Why don't I miss this money? The old man has cut off my financial means, and I have to eat dirt now. β
Ignoring He Shaolin, who was chattering behind him, Fu Ting walked out of the bar.
There wasn't a hint of wind outside, and it was very hot. Fu Ting didn't take a few steps before he broke out in a sweat, and his heart was even more depressed.
Ning Yu walked very slowly in high heels, holding his knees and looking at the person in front of him, "Ting, you walk slowly, wait for someone." β
Fu Ting frowned slightly and continued to walk forward.
"Ouch......" Ning Yu shouted, leaning softly on a tree on the side of the road, "Ting, people accidentally broke their feet, can you help me?"
When Fu Ting walked over, Ning Yu suddenly jumped on top of him, "Haha, I lied to you." β
In this way, Fu Ting didn't feel funny at all.
He Shaolin didn't know when he caught up, stood on the side and smiled, "Miss Ning, didn't you see Ting's disgusted expression?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Ting is my fiancΓ©, if he hates me, he won't be engaged to me, Thunder, do you think I'm right?"