Chapter 129: President, Mrs. Called Eight Million and One Hundred, One Hundred is a tip for you
When the words fell, Fu Qinglun hung up the phone expressionlessly.
The CFO had the audacity to ask, "Total... President, do you want to..."
"Get out!" Fu Qinglun spat out a cold word from his thin lips.
With a "brush", the executives quickly got up from their chairs and walked out of the conference room as if fleeing for their lives.
The high-level meeting was interrupted.
"Beichuan, check the domestic dynamics. Fu Qinglun looked at the secretary Beichuan beside him in a deep voice.
"Yes, President. ”
Beichuan took out a thin notebook and quickly checked it, his face changed, and he looked at the man hesitantly, "President, now the Internet is overwhelmingly talking about Mrs... Pregnant, say you..."
Fu Qinglun glanced sideways at the thin notebook, which was his photo, and I don't know which toxic netizen turned his hair green.
The heir of the Fu family has received the best education since he was a child, and his life can be said to be educational, which is respected and envied, but now he has encountered a great shame in his life.
Fu Qinglun stretched out his clean fingers and took the thin notebook, and then slammed it on the wall with a "snap".
The tall body got up suddenly, he stretched out his long legs and kicked the chair next to him hard, and then walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, he ripped off the tie around his neck, his lean chest rose and fell, and his mind was full of that beautiful little face, she was pregnant, right?
He hadn't touched her since that wedding night three years ago, where did she get pregnant?
It seems that in the past three years in Singapore, she has slept with wild men.
Thinking of the past three years, he has regularly visited her mother in the hospital every week, and he feels like an abandoned husband!
He didn't finish this account with her!
"Check it out, I want to know who that wild man is!"
Beichuan has been following Fu Qinglun for many years, and it is the first time he has seen a man lose his temper so much, the heir of a wealthy family, he knows how to control and restrain his emotions, but it seems that when he meets that Lin Shiyu, he becomes not like himself.
"Yes, President. ”
"Also, has she paid back the eight million, if she doesn't pay the money, throw her mother out of the hospital for me, let me go, all the hospitals in Yecheng are not allowed to accept her mother, if she comes to beg me, let her wait in the villa..."
"President," Beichuan had to interrupt Fu Qinglun's words, "Mrs. has already called eight million." ”
Fu Qinglun's tall body stiffened suddenly, he turned around, and his cold eyes flashed with an incredible light, "What did you say?"
He didn't believe that Lin Shiyu had the ability to pay back eight million.
"President, Mrs. called eight million early in the morning, and Mrs. called eight million and one hundred, Mrs. said, said..."
A hundred more bucks.
"Say what?"
"My wife said that since the divorce has to settle the accounts, it is best to calculate the accounts of the wedding night, and one hundred yuan is... It's a tip to the president..."
Fu Qinglun's handsome cheeks twitched quickly, what did she say?
A hundred dollars for him as a tip, when he is a duck?
He laughed angrily, a dark arc on his cool lips, "Tell her that since you gave a tip, a hundred yuan is too little." ”
She almost crippled him, and she was embarrassed to give a hundred yuan?
Kitagawa was about to cry, "Total... President, my wife expected that you would feel less, so my wife left a message and said... Your skills are so bad that it's only worth this price at most, a hundred dollars, and no more than a boy. ”
“…”
Fu Qinglun's handsome silhouette almost became iron-blue, this dead woman, "Prepare a special plane immediately, I want to return to China, and also, let me find out where her eight million came from, which wild man gave it to her!"
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Listening to the "beep" sound coming from the other end, Huo Beichen put his mobile phone in his trouser pocket, and he could almost imagine Brother Qinglun's face.
He suddenly felt so bored, since Lin Shiyu came back, Brother Qinglun didn't come to drink with him, the second brother asked him to drink last night, and he was so happy, but when he arrived at the bar, the old man of the second brother soaked in it and drank alone, he said a few little girls, and the second brother gave him a white look.