Chapter 87: Old Tang, You Are a Knife
Chapter 90
Fu Shiting lost a lot of weight.
The already three-dimensional facial features appear more profound and elegant.
How did he end up here?
Could it be that the mysterious guest is him?
After Xiaomei completed the task, she left the backstage.
Watching Xiaomei leave, she realized that the mysterious guest was Fu Shiting.
Isn't he sick and bedridden?
Sick and cured?
She stood still, not speaking, not walking towards him.
"Mr. Fu, is this young lady you are looking for?" asked Fu Shiting, the person in charge of the organizer.
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Fu Shiting bowed: "Thank you." ”
"You're welcome. The person in charge said only in a word.
Fu Shiting took a step forward and walked in front of Qin An'an, looking at her condescendingly with pale eyes: "Let's talk." ”
"What are you talking about, what is there to talk about?" she lowered her eyes and said in a cold tone.
Fu Shiting was not in a hurry or annoyed, held her arm with a big palm, and pulled her out of the backstage.
There are a lot of people in the background, and I don't know what to say about them.
Coming out of the backstage, Fu Shiting led her through the lobby and into a VIP lounge.
Enter the room and the door closes.
Fu Shiting's voice was low and powerful: "Qin An'an, stay away from Tang Qiaosen." His approach to you, for whatever purpose, will not do you any good. ”
Qin Anan met his eyes and said sharply: "You don't let me cooperate with him, do you want me to sell the company to you?"
Fu Shiting's Adam's apple rolled.
Without waiting for him to open her mouth to refute, she continued: "Don't you think your price is shabby? No wonder you are embarrassed to come forward yourself, if I were you, I would not admit that I opened this billion." ”
Listening to her teasing and mocking, a faint blush appeared on his pale face.
She knew how to provoke him quickly.
"You make an offer. His breathing was a little heavier, and his voice was a little hoarse.
"Hehe, you came here to talk to me about cooperation?" Qin An'an sneered, "It's okay to talk about cooperation! Tomorrow!How about it?"
Fu Shiting saw that she was leaving, and grabbed her arm again.
"Qin An'an, I'll say it again one last time," he said here, coughing lightly a few times, and after his breath calmed down, his voice became even more hoarse, "You are not Tang Qiaosen's opponent...... If you think a billion is low, you make a price. ”
Qin An'an faced the cold door, and the camouflage meanness on his face was completely disintegrated.
His illness is clearly not cured.
He didn't come here to find her because of a big deal.
Why do you have to come?
Can't you wait until you're cured?
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then casually reported a number: "Two billion." I want to invest, not buy!"
It's not that she really wants two billion, she just wants to see how he reacts.
He was the one who forced her to quote.
"Yes," Fu Shiting agreed to her request without thinking, "You go and refuse Tang Qiaosen......
"Are you crazy?" Qin An'an turned around abruptly to interrupt him, her chest rising and falling rapidly, "You're not well now, I won't talk to you!
"I'm a lot better. His voice was a little lower than before, but his eyes were redder.
Qin An'an sensed that something was wrong and raised his hand to cover his forehead.
It's a bit hot.
She withdrew her hand and stuck it in her throat: "Do you go back by yourself, or will I call your bodyguard!"
"You go and refuse Don Chausen. He didn't seem to understand her, and still stubbornly said what he wanted to say.
"I don't refuse! The more you are like this, the more I will not refuse!" Qin An'an's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Fu Shiting, I will not be at your mercy again!"
Disappointment hung over her look at his haggard face.
She withdrew her gaze, pulled the door open, and quickly left.
Coming out of the room, a chill came to my face.