"I can't get any help but you." Fu Zhiran told the truth and lowered her head.

She cried and bowed to him.

In Rong Yue's heart, he didn't feel as happy as he had expected. On the contrary, he felt that he didn't have any meaning.

But he didn't want to let her off for such a rare first time.

So he said sarcastically, "is my Rong family the one who cleans up the mess for your Fu family?"

Fu Zhiran lowered her head and did not speak.

The atmosphere was silent for a long time. Rong Yue was impatient and said: "I'll make an appointment with director Zhang tomorrow. What's the specific situation and how serious it is? Go and ask yourself."

"Thank you." Fu Zhiran gratefully nods to Rong Yue.

Relieved, she wiped her tears with her hands.

Her slender fingers, white and slender as scallion roots, rubbed her red and swollen eyes and looked very pitiful.

Rong Yue's sarcastic words were beyond expression.

Just at this time, the door of the box opened. A stout man, lying on the doorframe drunk, looked at Rong Yue and said, "Rong Shao, why don't you come in?"

Fu Zhiran quickly said: "don't disturb your play, I'll go back first."

Then she raised her feet and walked over calmly.

Rong Yue looked at her petite figure. He was as straight as ever. This was the first time he looked at her like this

……

Fu Zhiran has been waiting in the dining room on the second floor of the five-star hotel.

She kept looking at the time on her watch.

"Hello."

Finally, the door opened. She looked up and saw a fat man, less than 50 years old, wearing a pair of gold rimmed glasses, smiling and greeting the waiter who opened the door for him.

Fu Zhiran excitedly welcomed, "director Zhang."

This director Zhang, she and Rong Yue had several acquaintances with him on social occasions before.

So I recognized it at a glance.

Politely said hello, and then she folded back, opened a chair, said to Director Zhang: "please sit down."

"Miss Fu is very polite." Zhang sat down with a smile.

Fu Zhiran winked at the waiter and asked them to serve.

Then she bent down and sat down beside director Zhang, "director Zhang, I know you are here for a meeting, so I won't delay you too much time."

She told director Zhang about Tang Qingfeng.

Director Zhang said: "your cousin's situation is not so serious. Now the family members are making too much trouble. I suggest you start from the family members."

Fu Zhiran nodded, "OK."

While eating, they talked about the case of Tang Qingfeng.

Fu Zhiran felt that he didn't drink a few cups, but his head was already dizzy and his cheeks were getting hotter and hotter.

"What's the matter with you?"

Suddenly, director Zhang stretched out his hand and touched Fu Zhiran's face. Fu Zhiran was stunned and sober.

She shook her head. "Nothing."

The body subconsciously hid back.

"Don't you feel well, Miss Fu?"

Director Zhang suddenly pulled the chair to Fu Zhiran's, and her face was close to her.

He reached out to her, ready to put his arms around her waist.

She quickly got up, dodged and looked at him warily, "director Zhang, what are you doing?"

Director Zhang also got up, sneered and asked, "Rong Yue asked me to come to meet you, didn't he teach you how to do it?"

Then he continued to approach Fu Zhiran.

"You go away." Fu Zhiran hurried to the door.

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