Fu Minjie nodded sympathetically and sympathetically, turned her head to look at Mo Ziyan from time to time, sighed, looked at it again, and sighed again.

The performance was very strong, but it also tortured Mo Ziyan to be extremely irritable.

At this time, Wang Zheng also began to strike while the iron was hot, looking at Mo Ziyan's eyes, and his face was full of "sincerity".

"Ziyan, money is inexhaustible, and making money shouldn't be all a woman, I admire your ability, but I don't agree with your attitude towards life, you are already the best among your peers, do you have to fight for the first? Your relatives and friends definitely don't want you to be so tired. ”

Yo, the big brother flirts with the girl at a good level......

Fang Xiaowu finally understood why Mo Ziyan felt tricky, this Wang Zheng was not an ordinary rich second generation.

The eyes, the body, the tone, the expression, all are just right.

The language is even more decent, the incitement is extremely strong, not low and not too hot, Fang Xiaowu asked himself, he definitely does not have this level, and Li Jiesi is even worse than 108,000 miles.

No wonder Aunt Fu recognizes Wang Zheng so much, she does have two brushes.

When Fang Xiaowu was thinking, he was kicked twice in a row on his feet, squinting at Mo Ziyan, the beautiful sister was drinking tea with a calm face, and she couldn't see half of her emotions.

Pretending to be like it!

Although it was pushed very hard, in other words, it hurt to be kicked...... But Fang Xiaowu still stood still, silently observing.

There is no one at this table to deal with, Wang Zheng's mother and son are not at the same level at all compared to Li Jiesi and Tan Cheng, and they can be teased with just two sentences, and Mo Ziyan will not be worried to this day.

Therefore, either you don't move, you have to dig to the roots, you have to do things, and you have to pick yourself clean.

Can you help Sister Ziyan dodge once or twice, and can she do this every time? Not to mention whether she has so much time, she always disrupts the situation like this, Fu Minjie has to be annoyed!

So, where are the roots?

Fu Minjie's favor.

As long as Fu Minjie's good impression of Wang Zheng is destroyed and the contradiction is resolved, Mo Ziyan will definitely have a way to deal with Wang Zheng.

The goal was clear, Fang Xiaowu knew what to do, and at this time, the waiter knocked on the door and came in, bringing two plates of cold spelling.

Fang Xiaowu happened to be sitting with his back to the door, politely stood up and let go of the dishes, saw that the plate of Liangpin was very large, filled with soup, and picked up the mobile phone on the table and handed it to Wang Zheng.

"Brother Wang, put away your phone and be careful to spill it into the soup. ”

Wang Zheng took the mobile phone, and the moment his finger touched Fang Xiaowu, a sudden irritability suddenly appeared in his heart, and he couldn't control his emotions for a while, and blurted out a scolding: "Don't touch my mobile phone!"

Fang Xiaowu was "stunned" and apologized aggrievedly: "Oh...... Brother Wang, I'm sorry. ”

Wang Zheng didn't realize that his nameless fire came inexplicably, and frowned in disgust: "He serves his dishes, what do you let you do? With a person who serves a plate, is it not a shame?

This should be Wang Zheng's true thoughts, but under normal circumstances, he will never say it.

Now that I really say it, there will be many people who will be offended.

The waiter's face froze, and the original introduction was stuck in his mouth, and he bowed silently and retreated.

Fu Minjie looked at Wang Zheng in surprise, and was a little unresponsive for a while.

Mo Ziyan was angry at first, a trace of evil flashed in Feng's eyes, and when she was about to get angry, the corner of her eyes caught her mother's expression, and she suddenly relaxed, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and watched the play silently.

Chu Hongxia probably agreed with her son's idea, glanced at Fang Xiaowu with disdain, and saw the aggrieved appearance of this little boy, and suddenly realized that the occasion was wrong, and secretly screamed in her heart.

Hurriedly slapped his son on the arm and reprimanded: "Wang Zheng! Xiao Wu is just a child, what kind of tantrum are you throwing indiscriminately?"

Wang Zheng was woken up by a slap, and suddenly realized what a stupid thing he had done, and regretted that his intestines were almost blue, and he apologized repeatedly.

"Little fifth brother, I'm sorry! Brother Wang has been under a lot of work pressure recently, and sometimes he can't control his emotions for some reason, and the doctor said that I need to recuperate and treat, but unfortunately I have no time? I have to stay up all night and stiffen up. Brother Wang didn't mean it just now, and he didn't mean to target you, Brother Wang solemnly apologizes to you!"

The lie came as soon as he opened his mouth, Wang Zheng's expression was super sincere, and he also reached out to pinch the temples on both sides, showing his tiredness and the drama was very complete.

Fang Xiaowu sneered in his heart, thinking: It seems that your capital is okay, otherwise you should have been slapped over......

It's a pity that this real reaction in a state of anger has exposed your true nature......

That's right, the moment he made contact, Fang Xiaowu rewarded Wang Zheng with a shot and successfully measured his true face.

Change to someone who is self-contained and has a good heart, even if he is provoked and does not choose his words, at least the three views shown will not be so ugly, this is a matter of personal quality.

Fang Xiaowu originally had two plans, if Wang Zheng was a good person, then help Sister Ziyan survive this time and pull it down, and Sister Ziyan's misunderstanding of Wang Zheng would let her solve it herself.

If Wang Zheng is really a scumbag...... Then play and play, who is afraid of whom?

People like you are not worthy of Sister Ziyan, give me as far as you can!

Fang Xiaowu was ruthless in his heart, but his expression was very panicked, and he hurriedly admitted his mistake: "It's okay Brother Wang, I shouldn't mess with your mobile phone, a business elite like you, there must be a lot of secrets in your mobile phone." ”

The speaker has a heart, and the listener naturally has an intention.

What kind of secret is so important that a high school student will go crazy when he touches it?

I can't say anything about it!

Wang Zheng hurriedly opened his mouth to explain and continued to remedy: "I don't blame you, Xiao Wu, Brother Wang has no secrets on his mobile phone, but he suddenly didn't control his emotions, and yesterday he was inexplicably angry with my mother, and I almost slapped myself in the mouth with regret." When I get through this difficulty, I will take you out for a while and apologize to you when the time comes. ”

This is a smart guy, really smart.

Generously admit mistakes, do not deny, do not cover up, but quietly push the responsibility to a trumped-up "stress disease", which makes people feel "extenuating", and has the open-mindedness of "knowing that mistakes are corrected".

In the case of having already made mistakes, such public relations is really very level, and it is obvious that Wang Zheng is not a straw bag like Li Jiesi, but an old fritter in society.

When Chu Hongxia heard this, she immediately helped to patch it, and scolded sternly: "Wang Zheng, you pay attention to your emotions for me! If you fail, you will fail, our family can't afford to lose, admit defeat and come back, what's the matter? 30-year-old person, look at your performance, is it a shame?"

Wang Zheng was "ashamed" and admitted his mistake again and again, picked up the teapot again, and poured tea for Fang Xiaowu.

As long as you are a polite child, no one can just sit upright and wait for an adult to pour water, right?

Fang Xiaowu hurriedly stood up, reached out to grab the teapot, and said in a loud voice: "Brother Wang, you sit, I'm fine, I'm really fine! I'm the youngest, I'll pour tea for the elders." ”

The lid of the small purple clay pot was not fastened tightly, and during the scramble, a few drops of tea splashed out of the spout and sprinkled on the backs of the hands of the two people.

The tea was very hot, Fang Xiaowu had already prepared and forcibly held back, but Wang Zheng was so hot that he shook his hand again and again.

Painful and aggrieved, a nameless anger rose out of nowhere, and instantly rushed to his mind, Wang Zheng stretched out his hand and pointed at Fang Xiaowu's nose, scolding.

"Little deflated three, are you a bad pen?"