Chapter 737： I hope you will think about it

He Zhou's face was swept to the ground, his face was thrown on the ground and trampled on the ground, his lungs were about to explode with anger, and his face was ugly.

"I am sorry."

He had to apologize in a low voice.

Seeing this, Fu Shimo let go of his hands, took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his hands slowly.

He Zhou was supported by Song Qingling, and the couple walked to the bodyguards, staring badly at the Fu family who had stepped in.

After Fu Shimo wiped his fingers, he threw the garbage into the trash can, a pair of Danfeng eyes glowing with darkness.

In a low voice, "Mr. He, I also prepared a gift for you, you should have received it at this point."

Hearing these words, the He's couple's hearts were hanging tightly, and they didn't understand what kind of trick they were playing.

Not long after, He Zhou's cell phone rang, and the anxious voice of the special assistant came from the other end of the receiver.

"Mr. He, the land project we developed in cooperation with ZK Group under the bidding of a lot of money was stopped by the government."

"Just now, the government department also sent people to the site to give a notice to stop the development and construction."

He Zhou was dizzy with anger, his brain was splitting, the strength of holding the phone tightened in vain, the blue veins on the back of his hands bulged, and the capillaries were clearly visible.

"I know."

He hung up the phone gloomily, blood flowing backwards in his body and blood almost swelled up in his throat.

That piece of land was bid by He's Group at a cost of 300 million yuan. I don't know how much human capital was invested in it.

The loss caused by the suspension now is unimaginable for the company. The stock price of He's Group will also fall sharply when the market opens tomorrow.

Fu Shimo's skeletal fingers pushed the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose.

He was wearing black casual clothes today, and his overall temperament looked gentle.

But after this episode, He Zhou understood that the young master of the Fu family had a mind like a demon, and he was completely a black-hearted dumpling with a black belly.

"Mr. He, I hope you can think about it clearly."

Fu Shimo stopped looking at He Zhou's blue face, held Yan Zhixu's fingers, clasped his fingers together, and paced out of the corridor.

The rest followed closely behind and left the First City Hospital in a mighty manner.

Looking at the backs of them leaving, Song Qingling anxiously picked up the paternity test.

Her lips were trembling, "Husband... What do you say? The doctor said that Ye'er will not have a kidney transplant in the long run."

I couldn't help but complain.

Nan Zelin really inherited Nan Jinchuan's heartlessness, that was his younger brother, and he could say such words without changing his face.

"Don't worry, I will find a way."

He Zhou patted Song Qingling's back, his heart was numb, his thoughts were in a mess, and he felt more and more that things were running in an uncontrollable direction.

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Yan Zhixu and the others did not return to the Hyatt Regency Hotel.

The car was driving fast on the road, surrounded by skyscrapers, people came and went on the street, some people were happy and some people were sad.

The world is in a hurry, all for the few taels of silver, and everyone is rushing for life.

Rows of cars drove into the Fu family's old house.

The house is quaint, with small bridges and flowing water, rockery lofts, and the charm of the ancient style is blowing in the face, and the sound of running water and birds disperses the restlessness in the heart.

When he came to the living room, the servant brought good tea, and Fu Shimo made tea for everyone himself.

His craftsmanship is good, the movements of making tea are impeccable, and a set of movements is as eye-catching as art, and his face shows appreciation.

"Come, my uncle, let's drink tea."

Mrs. Fu held up the tea with a smile, with a kind expression on her face.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing, but this sentence easily ruined the mood of Nan's father and son tasting tea.

Nan Jinchuan took a sip of the tea, "Thank you Mrs. Fu for today's matter, but I understand when a young man falls in love, but it's too early to say that we haven't gotten to that point yet."

Although the Fu family can get out unharmed even if they don't come, they still have to express their gratitude.

Nan Zelin nodded in agreement.

What kind of family do you want to kiss, where is this step?