Chapter 15: I'm Not Worthy, Are You Worthy?
Everyone sitting here had a ghost in their hearts, and after seeing Zhou Yun, they had already been thinking about how to lead the topic to her, and now that Fu Zhitong had opened her head, someone immediately answered,
"It's not that you don't know that our sister-in-law has amnesia, how can you remember what she did before!"
It was Fu Zhitong's brother who spoke - Fu Qiancheng, he was only a few months younger than Fu Jingxing, but he was pressed on his head by Fu Jingxing since he was a child, and now he is still a small vice president of a branch, and Fu Jingxing was promoted to the executive president of the group.
"Sometimes I have to admire my eldest brother's selflessness and wide world, such a big green hat is buckled on his head and endures it, it seems that the person who becomes the president has a different mind!"
As soon as these words fell, a low laugh overflowed from the other end of the sofa, accompanied by a mocking voice,
"Mind? In the end, it's still interests! In a few days, the German MT company came to the group to investigate, their ruler is famous for valuing the family relationship of the person in charge of the cooperative company, if Fu Jingxing makes a divorce at this time, the cooperation with the MT company may not be possible, the billions of contracts have not been signed, and the position of his Fu executive president, guess whether it is going to change hands! ”
It was the old man's youngest daughter, Fu Congmin, who said this.
Zhou Yun stood silently, as if everyone was not talking about her, but in her heart, she really felt that these things had nothing to do with her.
She can't change the past of the original owner, and she also wants to learn more about the internal affairs of the Fu family through everyone's words, so that she can investigate the things in her previous life in the future.
But some people don't want her to be a quiet listener.
Fu Zhitong has been staring at Zhou Yun, according to Zhou Yun's previous urine nature, in the face of everyone's cynicism, she has long been torn apart from others, but now Zhou Yun is not only quiet as a chicken, but also has nothing on her face, which makes her very unhappy, and she feels like her fist is hitting cotton.
She was thinking about finding fault with Zhou Yun in her mind, and suddenly saw Zhou Yun holding a small dark green box in her hand.
Fu Zhitong's eyes flashed, and she stepped forward and pointed at Zhou Yun and asked, "What are you holding in your hand?" ”
Zhou Yun could answer this question, and she said lightly: "The jade that grandpa gave me." ”
As soon as Fu Zhitong heard the word "jade", her face became even more gloomy, and she snatched Zhou Yun's box.
"You.." Although Zhou Yun saw that this person was extremely rude, she still thought that she was still so arrogant, and before she could react for a while, the box fell into Fu Zhitong's hands.
Fu Zhitong quickly opened the box and saw the contents inside, and his eyes lit up with anger.
This piece of jadeite, is a week ago, the old man's friend brought back from Myanmar, said that it is a rare product, Fu Zhitong was also present at the time, she herself ran an antique shop, heard that it was a rare product, of course I wanted to keep it for myself, after the guest left, he proposed to the old man to send her, but the old man refused on the grounds that the jade did not match her aura.
She didn't take this matter to heart anymore, but at this time, when she saw the old man giving such a precious jade to Zhou Yun, a person with a foreign surname who was out of the wall, she was immediately angry.
"Rare things, a woman like you who is a water-based poplar also deserves to have!"
Zhou Yun wrung down his eyebrows and coped with it with ease, "I'm not worthy, are you worthy of a person like you who has a poisonous mouth?" ”
The most poisonous thing is always a person's mouth. She's seen it today!
At first, she didn't care about their cynicism, but when she was bullied in front of her, she couldn't be indifferent! It's just a sharp mouth, there's always a way to get it back!
Although her words were brief, they satirized Fu Zhitong's arrogant and domineering personality to the fullest.
Fu Zhitong was stabbed to her feet, her face became hideous in an instant, and she raised her hand and wanted to fan Zhou Yun's face.
Zhou Yun had already felt the palm wind, and before she could dodge it, she saw someone behind her pinching Fu Zhitong's raised wrist.