Chapter 23: I'm More Than Worthy of Him
Fu Sheng pushed his arm, "No, I'll go down by myself, you go take a bath." β
She tilted her head slightly, with a teasing smile on her face, "This is your huge amount of money to charter the land, shouldn't anyone dare to snub me?" β
Pei Xingmo hooked his lips helplessly, "No." If there is really such a short-sighted person, Sheng Sheng will come to complain to me, and I will teach him a lesson. β
"Okay."
Seeing that she wanted to go out by herself, Pei Xingmo was not reluctant.
Grab your bathrobe and go into the bathroom.
Fu Sheng didn't rush downstairs, and played with his mobile phone for a while before putting on his coat and going out unhurriedly.
The restaurant downstairs is really staffed, the chef is there, and the waiter is there.
They all had a very good attitude, always with a polite smile on their faces, and did not have a problem with her just because she came down early in the morning to forage for food.
Choosing a window seat to sit down, Fu Sheng ordered two or three dishes she wanted to eat.
After a while, the eel rice she ordered was served.
Picking up the chopsticks, Fu Sheng suddenly remembered that he hadn't washed his hands, so he immediately got up and walked around the bathroom in the restaurant.
There was only a curtain between her and the bathroom, and before she could go inside, she heard the sound of talking from inside.
"What do you do with so much respect for her? It's just that it's just climbing on the rich man's silk flower. β
βClaraοΌ Don't talk about distinguished guests like that! β
"That handsome gentleman can be called a respectable guest, why should she, maybe she be a person from a poor man's kiln, climb that gentleman with that face, and use foxy means to hook that gentleman to marry her."
βClaraοΌ I'll tell the manager if you say that again! β
Putting down his hand, which was only an inch away from the door curtain, Fu Sheng wondered what else the people inside could say.
Silk flowers? Climb the rich with your face? Fox means?
No one dares to snub her in front of her, but someone will speculate on her with malice in the dark.
She has always felt that it is not very smart to secretly say bad things about others in the place of work, after all, the wall has ears, she just overheard a secretary complaining about her in the bathroom, she followed it and found that the secretary was Fu Mingkai's person.
No matter how big the opinion is, isn't it good to hold it first and vent your dissatisfaction when you get home?
How embarrassing it was to be met by her.
"Tell the manager? Don't think I didn't see it, you secretly photographed that gentleman today. β
"I just appreciate ......"
"Humph! I don't believe you don't want to take her place and become that gentleman's wife! If you are willing to spend your wallet on the playground for two days, you may be a person on the world's richest list! Being able to marry him means that you have no worries for the rest of your life! Speaking of which, if I had met that gentleman first, maybe he would have fallen in love with me! β
Hearing that the little girl who was talking nonsense had unrealistic fantasies, Fu Sheng almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
βClaraοΌ I won't tell you! β
The girl who always kept her sanity and didn't say a word that shouldn't have been said ended the topic first.
The curtain was lifted from the inside.
When the two girls who looked to be no more than 20 years old saw Fu Sheng, their faces instantly turned pale as paper.
Fu Sheng was in a good mood, raised his hand and greeted them with a smile, "Hello." β
They were wearing restaurant uniforms, and their faces were familiar, and they were the waiters who had just entertained her with great hospitality.
When she ordered food, seeing that they were young, she also chatted with them casually.
"I'm sorry I heard you whispering, you wait for me for half a minute, I'll go in and wash my hands, and then we'll talk?"
Fu Sheng was not angry with them, but was extremely pleasant.
The two girls, who were too frightened to look at her, nodded their heads, not daring to refuse.
After washing their hands, Fu Sheng led them back to their seats, let them sit opposite her, and then slowly picked up the chopsticks.
"Do you know where to look for the rich list?"
They look at me, I look at you.
The girl with the "Clara" badge on her chest timidly spoke, "Ma'am, we know. β
She lost the pride and arrogance she had just had.
"That's good." Fu Sheng took a small bite of the eel meat, "Please help me check the rich list of Chongqing City, Z country." β
Hearing this, the two didn't dare to delay, and both took out their mobile phones.
In less than three minutes, Clara answered, "Got it." β
"Can you please read the names of the top three richest people?" Fu Sheng picked up a piece of charcoal-grilled thick beef tongue.
Clara glanced at Fu Sheng quickly, "Of course it's okay." The first on the rich list is an old gentleman named Zhao Moshu. β
Fu Sheng knew that Mr. Zhao was the grandfather of his best friend Zhao Shuyi, and he had occupied the top spot on the list of the richest people in Yucheng for many years.
"The second is a gentleman named Pei Xingmo." At the mention of the name, Clara's tone changed slightly.
There are small wooden signs with the surname 'Pei' hanging everywhere in the hotel, and she also realizes that Pei Xingmo is the gentleman she admires.
"The third isβ"
Clara paused.
"A young lady named Fu Sheng."
Unexpectedly, hearing his name, Fu Sheng hooked his lips with satisfaction.
"Click in and take a look, read her information again, I'm sorry for you."
"No trouble." Clara was worried that the other party would hate her, and Fu Sheng would say what she would do.
But she still didn't take Fu Sheng seriously in her heart, and even secretly wondered if she would go to sue the gentleman and ask the gentleman to find someone to dismiss her, after all, what she just said should have pierced the sore spot of the silk flower.
If she is dismissed like this, it will be her bad luck, not to offend any powerful nobleman, but to be stabbed in the back by a useless silk flower.
clicked on the third name on the rich list, and the page that popped up first had a photo.
Clara looked down at the photo, disdainfully thinking that the person in the photo was okay, and looked at it again, and her heart trembled.
She suddenly looked up at Fu Sheng.
The girl sitting next to her saw that she was so rude, and quickly bumped her arm secretly, reminding her that she couldn't look at the guest like that.
But Clara didn't care about anything, and stared straight at Fu Sheng.
Fu Sheng let her watch, slowly enjoying her supper.
It wasn't until she noticed that the girl's face was as white as wallpaper that she said gently, "What's wrong?" β
"No, it's nothing, I'll read it to Madame." Clara lowered her head, and the hand holding the phone trembled slightly, "The third on the list of the richest people in Yucheng, Fu Sheng, the head of the Fu Group, is worth 50.5 billion." β
The introduction to Fu Sheng was very long, and she only read the first paragraph.
When Fu Sheng heard the specific value of 50.5 billion, his eyes were slightly picked, and he couldn't help but feel sorry.
It's a pity that at present, only the Fu Group is an industry that she can put on the bright side, and she is deliberately consuming the Fu Group, otherwise she can completely compete with Pei Xingmo for the second place on the Yucheng Rich List.
When Grandpa Zhao wants to retire, she can still make the richest man.
Another girl, who had been silent, also clicked on the photo and plucked up the courage to ask, "Madame's name is Fu Sheng?" β
Fu Sheng smiled, "That's right." β
"Since you think that the silk flower is not worthy of Mr. Pei, I, the third on the Yucheng rich list, and the second in Mr. Pei, should be more than enough, although I am not as good as Mr. Pei, but I am the youngest in the top three, and the future is promising."
Obviously Fu Sheng has always been gentle and gentle, but Clara still feels as if she has been slapped hard.
Not only does his face hurt, but he is also extremely humiliated.
50.5 billion, that's money she can't even think of.
She didn't answer, but the other girl saw that the atmosphere was too embarrassing and took over the conversation.
"Madam and Mr. Pei are very compatible!"
"Uh-huh, that's fine." Fu Sheng's eyes flashed with darkness, and his gaze fell on the girl named Clara, "I know that my husband is very good, and it is normal for someone to like him, but you can't slander the people around him just because you like him." β
Fortunately, she was right with Pei Xing, otherwise she would be more aggrieved.
"Miss Clara, do you think I'm right?"
Picking up a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth, Fu Sheng relaxed his posture, his back straightened, and the sense of oppression of the superior poured out, and the aura of his whole body was sharp and cold.
At that moment, even if Clara deliberately avoided Fu Sheng's eyes, she had a creepy sense of persecution.
She bit her lip, stood up against the other party's indifferent aura, and bowed 90 degrees.
"Madam, I have offended you by being blind, please forgive me."
It's because she has lost her eyes, she sees that Fu Sheng is not like those nobles, and she thinks ......
Pei Xingmo took a shower, blew his hair until it was half dry, and went out of the room to find someone.
As soon as he stepped into the revolving door of the restaurant on the second floor, he saw someone bowing to Fu Sheng.
Thinking that something was going on, he walked over quickly, "Shengsheng." β
Hearing the man's slightly anxious voice, Fu Sheng glanced back at Pei Xingmo and waved his hand at the two nervous girls, "It's nothing, you guys go and do your own business." β
They didn't dare to stay, they bowed and turned their heads to leave, and they didn't even dare to glance at Pei Xingmo, whom they admired.
Clara didn't dare to ask Fu Sheng if she had forgiven her.
The unrelated person left, Fu Sheng moved in and gave Pei Xingmo a place, "What are you doing down?" Hungry? β
Pei Xingmo sat down next to her, "Come to you." β
"What just happened?"
He glanced coldly in the direction the two waiters had left.
The glass-like eyes flickered, Fu Sheng thought about it, became weak in seconds, leaned on him, and pulled the corners of his clothes timidly, "Pei Shao, if I were a silk flower, the kind with no money, no power, and no education, would you still be with me?" β
Pei Xing understood what she meant.
He grabbed her waist and gently rubbed her white and tender little face with his fingertips, and he smiled, "Which one doesn't have long eyes and says that our Miss Fu is a silk flower?" β
Fu Sheng instantly broke his skill and gave him a slap on the arm, "You should answer my question first." β
Blind, she just pinched her throat and pretended to be coquettish.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't work well." Pei Xingmo smiled and begged for mercy.
She just pouted red lips and pretended to be delicate, staring at him with seductive fox eyes without blinking, he was full of self-control not to kiss, and forgot to cooperate for a while.
Coughing lightly, he replied, "I'm being realistic, if you really don't have money, power, or even education, how can I meet you?" β
The development of all feelings presupposes an encounter.
"Really...... Pei Shao, we thought of another piece. β
Fu Sheng's concept is exactly the same as Pei Xingmo's.
People who have no money, no power, no education and no ability can't get together with them at all, and even acquaintance is a luxury.
There are few good-for-nothing silk flowers that can enter the circle of wealthy families.
"It's time for Sheng Sheng to answer my question, who said you are a silk flower?" Pei Xingmo's eyes were half-narrowed, and the darkness in his eyes surged.