Chapter 200

Jiang Wangshu began to wash and dress up after she sent her away, and her make-up techniques generally did not produce a very fine makeup. She had a good eyebrow shape. She drew two eyebrow brushes along the outline, and chose an eye shadow similar to the skin color. She painted the eyeliner, brushed two eyelashes, and painted a lipstick.

Fu Yu an has to say that he is reliable and considerate in everything. In the trunk, he has a suit of formal clothes and a suit with a sense of design. He wears formal clothes inside and a coat outside, but he can go out in half an hour.

When I went out, I met Meng fan. Meng fan looked at her and knew that she didn't buy the suit.

After all, Jiang Wangshu is still an ordinary person. She certainly doesn't understand these luxuries, so she pays an Hui to buy them for her.

"Do you like this brand, too?" She asked knowingly.

Jiang Wangshu shook his head, "he bought it. I don't know what brand."

Sure enough.

Meng Fanzhuang said unintentionally, "I like this brand too. When I first met Fu Yu'an, I remember wearing this brand of skirt." After thinking about it, he said, "it seems that nine times out of ten I saw him wearing this brand of clothes."

She is suggesting to Jiang Wangshu that Fu Yu'an's purchase of this brand of clothes for her is completely influenced by her.

But Jiang Wangshu just took a light look at her. He didn't say anything and his expression didn't change.

"Did he tell you how we met?"

When the elevator arrived, Jiang Wangshu took the lead out of the elevator. "I don't want to talk to you about anything except work."

"What are you afraid of?"

"What am I afraid of?"

"Who knows?" Today, Meng fan is wearing high-heeled shoes that are higher than before. Now she is as tall as Jiang Wangshu who is wearing flat shoes, and her aura comes up naturally. "Maybe you are afraid of losing him, because no matter where you are from, the gap between you is too big. You know in your heart that maybe you don't live long."

Jiang Wangshu looked at her straight, "if you like him, then you just try to chase him. Don't always use some methods that can't be on the table. Your strategy of provoking dissension is too obvious. I'm not a three-year-old boy. I'll be fooled by you."

"At least I'm right about something."

Jiang Wangshu was suddenly tired of pestering with her like this.

Meng fan looked at the door, "the car is coming."

She lagged a step, took a deep breath, and was in a panic. When she slowed down, she followed.

When I drove to the other company, Meng fan was responsible for the cooperation. She was only responsible for providing information and explanation. The manager of the other company was a middle-aged man in his thirties. His hair was already a little bald, and his beer belly shirt could hardly cover it. When I shook hands with Meng fan, I didn't let it go for a long time.

Looking at the manager, Jiang Wangshu could not help but make a comparison. He was also a middle-aged man. Fu Yu'an might be one or two years younger than him, but he was both middle-aged. Fu Yu'an was beautiful and charming. He didn't have such a big beer belly. On the contrary, he was muscular all over. Sometimes when she hit him, she would hurt for a long time.

A little distracted, she came back and showed the content of PPT page by page according to what Meng Fan said.

Meng fan had a good chat with the manager. After the chat, it was time for dinner. The manager asked them to have dinner.

Meng fan didn't refuse, so Jiang Wangshu had to follow him.

At the dinner table, she always smiles politely. When people ask questions, she will say a few words if she can answer them. If she can't answer them, she will perfunctorily pass them by.

After dinner, the other party sent a car to send them back. Meng fan was drunk, and Jiang Wangshu helped her. When she went out, the manager didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and put his hand on her waist.

But fortunately, she wore thick clothes, and she didn't feel too much. She thought it was an accident.

The driver was the assistant of the manager. Looking at Meng fan in the rearview mirror, he was worried. "Is she OK?"

Jiang Wangshu patted her back and said, "it's OK to go back and vomit for a while."

The other party sent them back to the hotel and helped Jiang Wangshu send Meng fan back to her room. When she left, she gave her a business card. "There's my phone number on it. Mr. Zhang said that he would go to the construction site tomorrow. Then you call me and I'll come to pick you up."

"Mr. Zhang's arrangement is very considerate. Thank you..." she looked at the business card, "Mr. Wu."

Assistant Wu scratched her head and said it was nothing. After a moment of silence, she seemed to want to remind her of something, but she didn't say it after all.

Meng fan doesn't know what happened. Jiang Wangshu really doesn't want to take care of her. This woman wants to rob her man. Why should she take care of her!

Jiang Wangshu went to the hotel downstairs to buy medicine for sobering up, and by the way, he bought milk and porridge. He knocked on the door, and Meng fan came to the door with his messy hair. "What's the matter?"

Jiang Wangshu gave her something, but he didn't remind her angrily, "assistant Wu said that he would take us to see the construction site tomorrow. You should take some medicine to wake up. I won't call you tomorrow."She felt that she was really sick. She should never give her a good face if she could stare at her rival. She was in a hurry to send something to her. She was possessed by the Virgin Mary.

But Meng fan didn't know how to get her love. When she thought about it, she felt that she was stupid. It was hopeless.

Meng fan didn't expect that Jiang Wangshu would buy her these things, such as sobering pills, food and drink. She thought Jiang Wangshu hated herself so much that she should throw herself on the way.

She looked at the bag, hummed, and slowly spat out two words, "what a fool."

The next morning, Meng fan came to knock on her door. Jiang Wangshu opened the door and saw that it was her. He immediately turned cold.

"It's time to go."

She thought about how to get back some face, but she didn't say a word. She closed the door and called assistant Wu.

They were waiting in the lobby of the hotel. Meng fan thought of last night and asked her, "does Fu Yu'an often get drunk? That's how you take care of him? "

Jiang Wangshu choked, "can you not always mention him? You have nothing to do with him

Meng fan turned his mouth, "can't you ask? That other people's media want to steal his news every day. Why don't you go to the media? "

"Make it clear that I don't want to delay today's work. If it wasn't for work, I wouldn't care about you."

"I'll give you a good employee award when I go back."

"No, I'll make a difference later."

Assistant Wu came quickly. Before Meng fan could say anything, Jiang Wangshu went out after receiving the call.

She followed, her mouth slowly curved.