Fu Jin doesn't know how much of this "very bad" is Lu Fang's ingredients.

Now the Fu family is a thorn in Lu Fang's eyes, the wall is down and everyone pushes it, and everyone wants to pull it out and go to Lu Fang to ask for credit.

"Before my dad's accident, there were so many friends, and none of them were willing to help?"

"The Lu family is powerful, others are afraid that they won't be able to hide, who will help us?" Yuan Suhe's eyes turned even redder: "Your father's legs are not good, and his stomach has long-term labor problems, I'm afraid he will ......"

Fu Jin's mood was heavy, and the smile on her face seemed deadlocked.

Yuan Suhe was distressed: "Your brother and he are gone, and the Lu family's life is also counted as a retribution, isn't it enough?" ”

Fu Zhengnan passed away, Fu Jincheng was still in prison, and the burden of the Fu family was all on Fu Jin's thin and immature shoulders for a while.

She was a little out of breath: "Auntie, I'll go to Uncle Meng to talk about Dad." ”

Meng Yuanzhong is a good friend of Fu Jincheng, and the two are also college classmates.

Yuan Suhe's eyes were worried: "Then you must talk to someone." ”

"I know."

Whether you like it or not, you have to try, even if you can't let Fu Jincheng come out, at least you can make him live better inside.

"Xiaoxi, when you speak, you should observe your words and look at your feelings, think twice before you speak, and smile a little more at people in everything."

Afraid that Fu Jin was used to living a pampered life and didn't understand human feelings, before leaving, Yuan Suhe specially told her.

……

Separated from Yuan Suhe, left the ancestral house, and Fu Jin rushed to Meng Yuanzhong's company.

The young and tall female secretary led her into the door and made a cup of tea: "Miss Fa, Meng Dong is in a meeting, you sit down first and wait." ”

"Thank you."

It seems that Meng Yuanzhong has mixed well in recent years, and the KT clothing company under his name is located in the urban area of Shencheng City, which is a leader in the industry.

Along the way, people come and go, all of them are well-dressed and brightly dressed, and Fu Jin looks out of place in a seat of white-shirted jeans.

Sitting on the sofa, she thought about how to open her mouth later, and after a while, the door panel was opened, and the ideal was Meng Yuanzhong.

He is nearly fifty years old, tall, and his face is extremely well-maintained: "Xiaoxi." ”

"Uncle Meng."

Meng Yuanzhong walked into the door, his face flashed unnatural, Fu Jin didn't have time to catch it, he quickly retracted, and smiled with crooked eyes: "I had a meeting just now, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." ”

"It's fine."

Fu Jin sits in a correct posture and is well-behaved.

Meng Yuanzhong looked at her, glanced at her from head to toe, and his eyes gradually became amazing: "You have grown so big, you are really a woman who has changed eighteen times, and the more you change, the more beautiful you become." ”

She has heard a lot of this, but all the friends around Fu Jincheng who have seen Fu Jin say that she was born well.

I also like to fancy that there is a cold wind, which is even more heart-wrenching.

Fu Jin's tone was as soft as possible: "Uncle Meng, I came to you today to ask you for a favor." ”

Meng Yuanzhong's eyebrows jerked: "What about your father?" ”

"Hmm!"

"This is set aside." Meng Yuanzhong asked for no reason: "It is rumored outside that you seduced Lu Fang, is this really fake?" ”

"Uncle Meng, that one ...... me"

"I heard you sold yourself?" Meng Yuanzhong's eyes became a little sharper, he was originally sitting backwards, and at this time he leaned forward.

Fu Jin is more clever, and she can see what the man thinks in the blink of an eye.

"Sorry to interrupt me today, I still have to leave beforehand." The corners of her lips were silently hooked, and she got up neatly after speaking.

"Don't go yet!"

Meng Chenghai stood up almost at the same time as her, the two were separated by a table, his hand crossed the table and put it on her left arm, and patted it twice: "The words are not finished yet!" ”

His skin was hot, and when he touched her, Fu Jin instinctively pulled his arm back, keeping an absolutely safe distance from her.

Her face was full of defense, but her tone was polite: "Uncle Meng, you are a decent person." ”