"Say what you say, say it again."

Fu Wenzhou's voice was very cold, and the soles of Gu Bai's feet were cold.

He coughed dryly and repeated what he had just said: "The lime you asked me to check, the real founder's surname is Song, and the capital was injected in country M three years ago, and this lady surnamed Song accounts for 95% of the shares of lime, but I sent someone to find it, and there is no such person in country M." ”

Gu Bai paused: "That is to say, this M native surnamed Song has legal documents and an account, but he does not have this "person". But I found something interesting. ”

Fu Wenzhou frowned: "Say." ”

Gu Bai: "Every quarter, there will be an extra large transfer on the account of Ms. Song, who has no such person, and the beneficiary is the sick beauty in your family who falls down as soon as the wind blows." ”

Fu Wenzhou: "......"

"So you don't have to worry about what threat this lime poses to Song Qingyu, I think it's a trap she set up for Song Yuan again. You're still worried that she's being bullied, so you can't wait to buy the lime right away. ”

Gu Bai sat down loudly: "Don't say it, this Song Qingyu has a really good brain, I'm really curious if Yan Shaoqin knew that he was brushed by a little girl, what would his face be like when he was brushed around, haha, it was really fun to think about it." ”

Fu Wenzhou glanced at Gu Bai's gloating face, snorted coldly, and said in an arrogant tone: "My pomelo has always been very smart. ”

Thinking that Song Qingyu was using Yan Shaoqin, Fu Wenzhou's mood was not ordinarily bright.

It seems that his pomelo didn't ask him for help because he was reluctant to take advantage of him.

"What are you stupid about?" Gu Bai saw Fu Wenzhou's stupid look and asked with disgust.

Fu Wenzhou curled the corners of his mouth: "How many loose shares does the Song Group have outside?" ”

"Eight percent."

"You go and buy the eight percent in the name of Jiangcheng SY Group." Fu Wenzhou folded his legs and said casually.

Gu Bai straightened up: "Why don't you go yourself?" Isn't it you, the boss of SY? ”

Fu Wenzhou's expression was faint, and his voice was cold: "Gifts, always keep them mysterious, so that the other party can be surprised when they receive them." ”

Gu Bai smiled and expressed his disdain for the man who was in love.

After talking about business, Gu Bai planned to leave.

Fu Wenzhou suddenly stopped him and stretched his head over under Gu Bai's inexplicable gaze.

With a blank face, he said, "Touch it." ”

The corners of Gu Bai's eyes twitched, and he said in horror: "Fu Wenzhou, am I a pervert?" The master doesn't have a habit of touching a man's head! Even if you can't catch up with Song Qingyu, don't shift the target to your brother! ”

"......" Fu Wenzhou looked at him sideways, and there was no temperature in his eyes: "Lao Tzu will touch you if you want to." ”

Gu Bai closed his eyes and looked at death as if he were at home and rubbed it twice on Fu Wenzhou's hair nest, and found that it felt good, so he couldn't help but touch it for a while.

Fu Wenzhou opened his hand with a cold face: "Prick." ”

Gu Bai said unsatisfactorily: "It's okay, have you been taking care of your hair recently?" ”

The original hard stubble was found to be longer, and the hair quality looked softer than before, but he didn't understand how Fu Wenzhou, a big man, was obsessed with his hair.

Fu Wenzhou was not satisfied when he heard the word okay, and the two sword eyebrows twisted violently: "You can go." ”

Gu Bai: ......

Co-authoring himself is a tool man.

Well, he's too lazy to stay.

Gu Baila opened the door and saw Song Qingyu coming out of the opposite house with porridge in her arms, she lowered her head and stroked her palms on the cat's head one by one.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, but it was too terrifying, Gu Bai didn't dare to think about it.

Your own brother won't be so perverted as to compete with a cat for favor, right?

Gu Bai felt that Fu Wenzhou hadn't fallen in love to this point.

He pulled his lips and said hello: "Miss Song, long time no see." ”

Song Qingyu raised her eyes when she heard this, and her smile was alienated and cold: "Long time no see, Gu Shao." ”

Gu Bai slurred, Song Qingyu is like this, she is not close to anyone, there is like a barrier around her, shielding everyone equally, people and things in this world don't seem to be very important to her, and she has never seen her interested in anything, or who she has emotional ups and downs.

Live like a little fairy with a pure heart and few desires.

Except, of course, Fu Wenzhou.

Even Gu Bai had to admit that it was not without results for someone to stalk for so many years.

At least the little fairy will be angry with him, won't he?

Gu Bai didn't know whether to feel sorry or sympathy for his brother.

He wanted to say something more to ease the atmosphere, but someone had already jumped out and drove him away.

"What are you doing here?"

A cold, impatient voice came from behind him.

As soon as Gu Bai turned his head, he saw Fu Wenzhou with a handsome face.

I said a word to Song Qingyu before I got together, is this man concerned!

He turned around awkwardly and smiled at Song Qingyu very affectionately: "Miss Song, I have time to come to Gu's house to sit, I'...... Grass! ”

Before Gu Bai could finish speaking, he was kicked violently, and he stumbled and almost fell.

Fu Wenzhou had a cold face: "There is so much nonsense, why don't you donate your tongue." ”

“……”

Hehe, is the master done?

After Gu Bai left, Song Qingyu pondered his tone and said, "Porridge porridge is here for you, I have something to do to go to other provinces." ”

Fu Wenzhou's brows immediately furrowed: "What are you doing in other provinces." ”

Song Qingyu put the porridge into his arms: "I said something." ”

"A few days." Fu Wenzhou lowered his voice.

Song Qingyu glanced at him, he hadn't seen him for two days, how did he feel that his hair seemed to be long, his tail hair was a little curly, it looked so easy to touch, I don't know which one feels better than the porridge.

Realizing that she had this idea, Song Qingyu was startled, and immediately drove the inappropriate thoughts out of her mind.

"Three or four days."

"Where to go."

"......" Song Qingyu was a little speechless for a while: "Have you checked your household registration?" ”

Fu Wenzhou snorted coldly: "Even if you don't tell me, I can know." ”

Song Qingyu believes this: "Then you check it yourself slowly." ”

After saying that, he entered the house and closed the door.