Chapter 8 Hit the Mark

"Drinking alone is not a business." Manager Qian smiled lecherously and kept stabbing me in the stomach with his lower body.

I quickly pretended to vomit, but he didn't care at all. His head was gnawing at my neck, and my stomach was churning. Plus, I had just drunk so much that I vomited out.

Manager Qian stopped moving. He raised his arm, which was covered in filth. He said angrily, "You want to work with me. Next life."

I shrugged my shoulders. I couldn't talk about business anyway, so I pretended to be a fart. "You old and ugly kidney-deficient ghost, you still want to sleep with me. Next life."

"You..." He was so angry that he wanted to hit me. I immediately made a vomiting gesture. He didn't dare to come over and left in anger.

I sighed. How many graduates of the Fu shi wanted this job? I had to break someone else's head before I squeezed in. I didn't expect to lose this job because of Fu Ming.

I returned to the place Fu Jing had given me, reeking of alcohol. I thought about it for the middle of the night, broke my fingers and asked myself what else was valuable. The first thing I thought of was my job. I couldn't lose it.

I clenched my fists and called manager Qian the next day to ask him out, saying that I was drunk and ignorant, and that I wanted to apologize to him, and that I was ready.

Manager Qian promised to come and have dinner with me on time tonight. I knew he was in a hurry and wanted to make a move before he had a few mouthfuls of food. I pinched the time to look at the door.

Fu Jing, if you weren't blind, you would have seen the wechat I sent you.

"If you want to make amends, pay attention and serve me well. You will naturally be able to deal with your boss." Manager Qian had to deal with it on the spot.

I wanted to work, but I didn't want to sell myself out like a lady. Just as I was about to break up with manager Qian, the door was knocked on and Fu Jing appeared in my vision.

"Fu Boss, why are you here?" I pretended not to know, put it on, and pinched the soft meat on his waist.

Fu Jing hesitated for a moment and placed his hand on my shoulder. "I heard from Mingming that you were here. Come and say hello."

I glanced at manager qian's expression. He bent down to hide his physiological reaction. He smiled even harder than he cried.

"I'm almost done talking to manager Qian. I'll go find you right away." I smiled coquettishly. Anyone with long eyes could tell that my relationship with Fu Jing was unusual.

Fu Jing left, and manager Qian signed the contract. He didn't dare take advantage of me anymore.

I took the contract out of the hotel and saw Fu Jing's car at a glance. He was waiting for me.

I got into the car nervously and grinned as soon as I got in. "Thank you for helping me out. I didn't say anything before. Brother-in-law, you're a big man."

He gave me a cold look. "What a coincidence."

"Whether you admit it or not, I accept it." I tried to look sincere.

It took me half an hour to realize that this was not the way back. I asked him where he was taking me, but he didn't say anything. When I got there, I found out that this was the club where I played cards last time.

When Fu Jing went in, someone brought him along and walked into the box. Jiang Miao and Fu Ming were having a good time inside.

"Why are you here?" Fu Ming frowned at me like he was looking at his enemy.

"Shut up." Fu Jing yelled, scaring me.

Fu Ming snorted and muttered, "The manager came here just after he was with him. He owes me."

Fu Jing's eyes suddenly became murderous, and Jiang Miao quickly blocked the two of them. "Okay, the smell of gunpowder is so strong, don't you plan on having fun tonight? Come on, my mahjong is ready. Let's play together when the door comes."

"Just her? Are you fit to play with us?" Fu Ming looked at me scornfully.

I gritted my teeth and pulled out a smile. "I don't deserve to play with the eldest lady. If I lose and cry, I'm not an eighteen-level male star. I can't be coaxed."

"What do you mean?!"

"Chen Qing, sit down and play." Fu Jing made way for me to block Fu Ming's cannibal face.

Four mahjong players was easy for me, especially against this amateur rich second generation. After two or three laps, I had already won sixty or seventy thousand.

I purposely put water in Fu Jing's pocket to let him win Jiang Miao and Fu Ming's money, which was my reward for today. The rest of me didn't show any mercy. Jiang Miao barely lost or didn't win, while fu ming lost several hundred thousand.

"Stop playing!" She pushed the mahjong.

I purposely opened the corner of my mouth when she looked at me. She picked up a two cylinder and threw it at me. I didn't avoid it. The corner of the two cylinder was harder than my head, and then I bled in glory.

I covered my head and red blood flowed through my fingers. Fu Jing was really annoyed this time. "Luo Fang, send miss home. She's not allowed to go out without my orders."

"Yes." Luo fang had a dark face. When he dragged Fu Ming out of the room, Fu Ming didn't dare to touch him even though he was talking.

Fu Jing had someone bring the medicine box over, and he personally applied the bandage to stop the bleeding.

I was at his mercy like a marionette, and when he stopped, I immediately returned to my senses. "Fu Boss, are you satisfied with me?"

"Why not hide?" He was still angry.

"She'll be even angrier if I avoid her." I said sadly.

Fu Jing took out his phone. I saw the wechat message I sent on the screen. He hadn't read it yet?

He raised his eyelids and looked at me. "No wonder you let me win on purpose. I didn't go there because of you. Fu Ming called and said there was a good show for me to see."

I took a deep breath. She found a pervert to mess with me and asked Fu Jing to visit. I couldn't imagine what would happen if fu jing came later and I hadn't escaped.

"I'll send you back." Fu jing pulled me up.

Jiang Miao tutted twice. "What are you guys singing about, Ah Jing? The door is not your dish, or else I'll take good care of her for you?"

Then Jiang Miao put his hand on my shoulder.

Fu Jing tugged at me. "It's too late. It's time to go back."

When I went out, I looked back and found that jiang miao was looking at me with interest. Some hunters were confident in watching their prey, and some men were excited by the surge of hormones in women.

Along the way, Fu Jing didn't say anything. The air in the car was so oppressive that he sent me to the door. I thought I was going to say goodbye, but he went into my house instead.

"Don't get too close to Jiang Miao."

I raised my eyebrows. "Is this a suggestion or an order? If it's a suggestion, then I'll listen to it. If it's an order..."

"How about you?" It was rare for him to answer my question.

I chuckled. "Then I have to obey."

Fu Jing looked at me deeply. I was just trying to be funny. Why did he look at me like that? It made my heart skip a beat.

"Brother-in-law." When my brain heated up, two words came out of my mouth.