Chapter 141: The Prophet of the Sok Clan
Chapter 147
"She hasn't changed much from four years ago, she's still very young and beautiful, but her temperament has changed a lot." Zhou Ziyi told Fu Shiting how he felt when he saw Qin An'an this time, "She is much calmer and decisive." He is worthy of being a person who has made a lot of money. In just four years, I don't know how she managed to make so much money. ”
"I found it in country B. Three years ago, she co-founded a company called AN Technology, which mainly produces and sells drones. It should have used the system left by Qin Jie, but I heard that the system left by Qin Jie was not perfect, so it is estimated that she found someone to improve the system. Otherwise, her drone would not have sold so well. ”
Sheng Bei said, taking out a stack of materials.
"Qin An'an is no longer the weak and helpless Qin An'an of four years ago."
Zhou Ziyi: "I never felt that she was weak and helpless. Although she didn't have any money four years ago, she was quite assertive. Otherwise, it won't make the boss angry enough. ”
Sheng Bei: "That's right. She's worth a lot of money now! Even if we offer the Qin Group Building a billion yuan, she can take it out. ”
Zhou Ziyi looked at Fu Shiting, who had been silent, and asked, "Boss, do you sell it?" She really wanted to buy it. ”
Fu Shiting's gaze retracted from the computer screen, and his voice was not warm: "Wait for her to come to me." ”
......
Afternoon.
Initial website https://
A high-end restaurant.
By the window, a man and a woman sit.
The man is Fu Yechen, and the woman is the daughter of a consortium in the city.
"My uncle is Fu Shiting, and I see him every week. He had a good relationship with my dad. Fu Yechen talked eloquently, "If the two of us are together, I can take you to meet him." ”
Daughter: "Oh, why don't you go to work at your uncle's ST Group?" ”
Fu Yechen: "I don't rely on my uncle, I want to prove my ability." ”
"Well, how many girlfriends have you talked about?"
Fu Yechen: "Two." One was talked about in college, and the other was talked about after graduation. I haven't been in a relationship for four years because I'm busy with work. ”
"Oh, are you still in touch with your ex-girlfriend?"
Fu Yechen: "I haven't been in touch since we broke up." I don't like entangled relationships, they are strangers when they break up, and even if they come to me now and kneel in front of me and beg me, I won't give them a second look. ”
The daughter listened to Fu Yechen's words and nodded, seemingly satisfied with his answer.
At this moment, a pink. The tender little hand grabbed the hem of Fu Yechen's clothes: "Dad...... Don't you want me and mom? This aunt is not as beautiful as my mother, and she is not as young as my mother, do you fancy this aunt's money? Woooooo Father! Don't abandon me and my mother! ”
Fu Yechen was like an electric shock, and his body shook!
He wanted to push away the little girl who had mistaken her father, but after looking at Ruila's pitiful little face, his heart suddenly softened!
What a pretty little girl!
She has a baby's head with full ears, and under her bangs, she has a pair of big bright eyes.
Every time her eyes blinked, Fu Yechen's heart fluttered.
"Fu Yechen! Your daughters are so old! You've gone too far! Qianjin poured the green tea in the cup on Fu Yechen's face, and then strode away with her bag.
Fu Yechen wiped the green tea on his face, intending to chase it.
Rayla let out a 'wow' and cried bitterly, "Daddy! Don't go! You don't go! ”
The milky cry instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Fu Yechen's heart collapsed: "Hey, you recognized the wrong person!" I'm not your dad! I'm not married, I can't have a daughter as big as you! Don't cry, okay! I beg you! Don't cry! ”
Out of the corner of her eye, Rayla caught a glimpse of her daughter driving away, and her crying came to an abrupt end.
“...... You really don't seem like my dad. There's no way my dad doesn't want me. Rayla sniffed and held out her hand to him, "Uncle, can you lend me your phone?" I got lost with my dad. ”
Fu Yechen gritted his teeth, took out his phone and handed it to Rayla.
Five minutes later.
Rayla came out of the restaurant, covered her ear with a Bluetooth headset with a small hand, and said proudly: "Brother, I have planted the Trojan horse into his mobile phone according to the method you said!" ”