Chapter 159

"Mr. Zhao, I won't drink this wine today. After all, it's so late. Let's just say something."

Fu Zilan took Zhao Mingxu's wine and put it on the bar. He was always polite and polite, but he was so cold that he couldn't talk about it.

"As I mentioned before, does Mr. Fu really stop thinking about it?" Zhao Mingxu stares at the wine in his hand and asks the old story again.

He knows all about the taboo of publishment, but today is not to give him face.

Zhao Mingxu has no patience, especially after Qian Zijiang's affair, he is more sure that Fu Zilan is the person he is looking for. With such quick emergency response and perfect handling skills, he will not be accepted by Zhao, nor will he fall into the hands of others.

"I remember that I seem to have emphasized with Mr. Zhao that you should not mention it again. Maybe you have a bad memory?"

Fu Zilan had known that he would say that, but he would not let go anyway. The more difficult the talents are, the more important they will be.

Fu Zilan must get enough trust to promise Zhao Mingxu. Now is not the time. If he wants to reach Zhao's center, he must see his strength clearly.

I'm afraid Zhao Mingxu doesn't know that he's dealing with Qian Zijiang, but it's OK. When everything is done, Zhao Mingxu will love him even more.

"Of course, I remember that people always change if they don't cross the border. I think Fu is always a smart man. Zhao's offer should be acceptable after he calms down."

Zhao Ming pretended not to understand his meaning, continued to say, or did not give up the just cup of wine, want to drink with him.

Fu Zilan is a rare person whom he appreciates so much. His perfect ability and perfect appearance coincide with Zhao's. Zhao Mingxu can't think of a reason for his refusal.

"Mr. Zhao, you have to believe that my mind has always been calm and that any decision is made after careful consideration, so you don't have to hold such an idea and continue to wait."

Fu Zilan was still expressionless and didn't look at the wine in front of her eyes.

"If Zhao could keep Fu and let president Fu stay in Z City, what would it be like?" Zhao Mingxu made his final concession, if so, he can't promise.

Zhao Mingxu should have doubted whether Fu Zilan meant to join the other two families.

"It's still my original intention to change my face. Even so, I still have to rely on others, isn't it, Mr. Zhao? I don't have to worry about it any more."

After all, Fu Zilan felt that it was not suitable for him to hold the wine all the time. He took it and held it in his hand.

"Is there really no chance?" Zhao Mingxu's face sank down, and his attitude may be too good all the time. Fu Zilan is afraid that he doesn't know how Zhao's family exists.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Zhao." Fu Zilan is neither humble nor arrogant. He is always facing each other. Before Zhao Mingxu is completely helpless, he will not let go.

"Well, you're really the one who raises your head to the sky." Zhao Mingxu completely lost his patience, put the glass in his hand on the bar, and pulled his eyes away from him.

The next second, several black people in sunglasses will be surrounded by Fu Zilan. Needless to say, they are all Zhao Mingxu's people.

"What does that mean, Mr. Zhao?" Although Fu Zilan was surprised, he was not afraid. It's just that these people can't do anything about him.

"There's no way. Mr. Fu doesn't want to bow his head. We can only help him. If someone comes, please go back to be a guest."

Zhao Mingxu put himself on the bar and shook his whiskey glass coldly. The floating ice was clearly visible. This was the feeling he liked.

Of course, his subordinates had a lot of insight, and immediately put his hand on Fu Zilan's shoulder.

"Mr. Fu, come with us."

However, Fu Zilan is just a cold smile, in Z City want to make him yield, no one can do it.

A few minutes later, to Zhao Mingxu's surprise, all the people he brought were lying on the ground, but they were not seriously injured.

"Mr. Zhao, today's matter is that I refuse your apology. I won't care. Please don't have another one."

Fu Zilan spits out the fishy smell in his mouth. Unexpectedly, the people around Zhao Mingxu can fight. It's their honor to let him hang the lottery.

Zhao Mingxu bited his teeth and watched Fu Zilan leave little by little. They were all rubbish. So many people couldn't beat even one.

He didn't lean on the steering wheel until he got out of the bar and got on the car. He didn't take much advantage of it. He just had to pretend nothing happened in front of Zhao Mingxu.

Those stiff fists hit him in the upper abdomen. Until now, all the pain came, but the cold sweat still eroded his skin.

I don't know why. At this moment, I suddenly want to see someone. I force myself to get up and light the engine. That person must have the same feeling as him, but I can't speak.

Ji xiaorou returns home early and asks Qian Zijiang to go back first. The information given to her by Fu Zilan hasn't been read carefully, so even if uncle Liu wants to accompany her, she can only send him off and let him sleep first.Only in this old house can Ji xiaorou feel the warmth of her family in the late night. Even if she works overtime, she is not so painful.

It's a habit Ji xiaorou has had since she was a child. Zhao Mingxu had already been targeted by Fu Zilan, and there were even his recent contact records on the data.

Even Qian Zijiang was included. It seems that it's not just a coincidence that Fu Zilan let her approach him.

Ji xiaorou is very attentive. The sound of the earphone makes her not hear the sound of the engine stalling outside the door and the sound of smashing the door.

Fu Zilan walked in step by step. The old house was lit with dim yellow light. Ji xiaorou sat on the carpet with a laptop and a pile of data in front of her.

He coldly approached, seriously stood not far away and stopped. It seemed that it was the first time he had observed Ji xiaorou so closely.

I've never found out before that her face is so beautiful with earphones. It looks like the most beautiful outline in the world. I can't help but keep this moment.

"Mr. Fu!" Ji xiaorou suddenly raised her head and found a serious face. She was so scared that she got up quickly.

Fu Zilan did not say a word, just quietly looking at her, slightly frowning, a hand also stopped in his abdomen to suppress pain.

Ji xiaorou stopped for a while to see the injury on Fu Zilan's face. How could a delicate face have other colors?

"Are you hurt?" Ji xiaorou carefully asked, approached two steps, but stopped, dare not too close.

Fu Zilan still doesn't speak. Ji xiaorou finds out the medicine box and hands it to his cold face.