[I've always wondered why Yan Shu never explained so many scandals. It turned out that people didn't care to explain.]
[rich sister, don't hit Mr. Fu with money, hit me!]
[it's true that the fake rich are pretending to be forced, and the real rich hide among the citizens.]
The couple who sent a private message to intimidate Yan Shu before was also stunned by the sudden reversal, and shivered to apologize to Yan Shu, begging Yan Shu to let go of herself.
Yan Shu turned off her microblog and put her mobile phone heavily on the kitchen counter, with a gloomy face.
She expected that the couple was not easy to mess with and would not give up. She had sent a few microblogs to clarify the matter, and the negative aspects of the hotel would soon disappear.
This damn man, jump out and say something.
He meant it!
After seeing the hot search on the Internet and Fu Yunjian's microblog sent by the official blog, the employees of the hotel looked at Yan Shu differently.
A surprised expression of "it's incredible that I should work with a rich woman", or a shocked expression of "my boss hit the big boss in the face with money and made him roll".
Yan Shu tried to explain to them, "I'm not a rich man, because I'm familiar with President Fu's son, and he just helped me out on Weibo."
"Well, we know the banquet manager." The employees nodded.
But as soon as Yan Shu left, they immediately gathered around and gossip, "it seems that the banquet manager often goes to Mr. Fu's house and gets familiar with the little prince."
"Oh, what's the use of this? President Fu can't catch up with the banquet manager."
“……”
Yan Shu angrily went to wechat and dragged Fu Yunjian, who was released from the blacklist, to the blacklist again.
Even his phone was hacked this time.
Yan Shu sent a wechat to Zhang tezhu, asking him to tell Fu Yunjian. This move is really unique.
When Zhang tezhu came back from the office, his ass was not hot on the chair. After receiving the news from Yan Shu, he ran to the president's office again.
"Mr. Fu, Miss Yan just sent me a message."
Fu Yun Jian raised his eyebrows and asked, "what are you doing?"
Zhang tezhu coughed and said, "Miss Yan asked me to tell you that Mr. Fu's skill is really excellent, and there are many exclamation points behind..."
Across the screen, he can feel Yan Shu's murderous spirit.
Fuyunjian felt out his mobile phone, found wechat, mobile number, Yan shudura black himself, and couldn't help laughing.
"She has nothing to do but blackmail me."
Zhang tezhu secretly said that if you were in front of her now, she would have cut you with a three meter long knife.
Zhang tezhu reminded the man, "Mr. Fu, Miss Yan looked very angry."
"I'm not the boss of the yunton hotel?" Fu Yunjian asked Zhang tezhu.
"Yes."
"That time in the elevator, was it also my banquet?"
"Yes."
"I chased Yan Shu. Did she refuse? Did she transfer money to me before?"
"... yes."
"So what did I say wrong?" Fu Yunjian asked again, "I saw netizens slander her and send a microblog to tell the truth."
Zhang tezhu was speechless.
Before the incident, he told Fu Yunjian what Yan Shu said, and Fu Yunjian still wanted to intervene.
He saw that his boss couldn't catch up with Miss Yan, and he was afraid that others would covet him, so he posted such a microblog.
It's like telling all men: I didn't catch up with this woman. Dare you?
Who dares to chase, unless he is dead!
Zhang tezhu saw the vibration of the mobile phone and quickly felt it out.
Fortunately, it's not Yan Shu's message, it's work.
"Mr. Fu, I just received the news that mayor song arrived at Yuncheng at 6 p.m." Zhang tezhu reported to Fu Yunjian, "where will mayor song eat?"
Fu Yunjian thought for a while, "Mayor song is also very selective in eating. Let's take the Pearl Hotel."