Chapter 239

Outside, there are Christmas trees decorated with Christmas decorations. The lights are flashing, reflecting the pool water of the hot spring, which is warm and elegant.

When he Cong asked for help, Fu Chuan couldn't help crying and laughing when he Cong asked for help.

Fu Nanli's eyes were slightly knocked, his eyes were cold, and he returned a message [just deal with him as you please]

[Fuchuan: I know]

when he Cong asked for help, Fu Chuan couldn't help crying and laughing. He probably didn't know that the subprime mortgage crisis was planned by Fu Nanli How could you turn to help him?

Fu Nanli put down his mobile phone and looked at the quiet man eating steak across the street: "how was your final exam?"

"Good."

"There is a reward for doing well in the exam."

Wenjo's heart was pounding, could you not?

"No No, I did it for myself. How can I get a reward? "

"I'd like to get together in Xiaotangshan a year ago. It's still those people."

Wenjo nodded: "OK, I really don't need gifts. You Don't prepare for me. "

She gave him hope primary school has been almost in touch, and finally spent the money, can not receive gifts.

Fu Nanli laughed and did not speak.

Wenjo was so nervous that he didn't hear it.

He family, the sky is falling. He Cong has invested hundreds of millions of yuan and lost all his money. The most important thing is that he misappropriated his family's funds. If he can't fill in the hole in time, there will be problems in the capital chain of the family group.

His sister, He Xi, finally found out that her brother was such a loser. She was so angry that she could not even care about her face. It was a lesson to him that he Cong was facing.

"He Cong, what's the matter with you? How can you use your family's money behind your mother's back? "

He Cong had disorderly hair and a broken face: "if I knew the consequences, would I still do this? Don't teach me a lesson. If you scold me to death, it won't help. Think of a way. "

He Xi was so angry that she threw the bag on her hand on him: "I'll try my best to go home and kneel down to my mother and repent well."

He Cong scratched his hair in distress: "I almost doubt if I have offended anyone. It seems that the person is aiming at me. I am the biggest buyer of this batch of fan debts. What else can it be

He Xi's heart suddenly tugged at her.

Is it for her brother or for her.

Who has such ability, IM is so big a company, said that the subprime mortgage crisis will occur, his brother lost his blood.

Who is warning them.

She couldn't help being cold, because the only person she could think of was Fu Nanli.

This happened at such a coincidence that after she designed to let Wenqiao meet his mother, she heard that Wenqiao ran away in front of the snow in a small dress.

So he's taking revenge on wenjo?

She felt that things were a little confusing. Did Fu Nanli know Wenqiao was a little liar?

Her head a blank out of her brother's villa, dial the phone out, there to connect, is familiar, a mouth can let her heart sink sexy voice.

"Hello..."

"Captain, it's me," he said in the car

"Who?"

It's always like this. He doesn't have her in his eyes. He can't remember her, her name, her voice.

All her efforts have become a big joke.