Country chicken soup.
The moment she opened the door, Quan Qiao smelled a fragrant aroma.
The fragrance is rich and mellow, spreading across the entire city under the bright moon, making people feel like they have returned to a simple farmhouse.
Quan Qiao's eyes lit up. How could there be such authentic chicken soup in Yuncheng?
Her phone vibrated again. She took it out and saw that Jiang Tingzhou had sent her many messages:
"Sister Quan, someone said today that they wanted to spend a large sum of money to buy all the free-range chickens we raise in Qingyun Mountain. The price has been raised to five million."
"I just had someone do the math, and there are only a thousand free-range chickens in total, so the price per chicken is a whopping five thousand!"
"Research funding has been a bit tight lately, should I sell it?"
Quan Qiao narrowed her eyes. Who the hell is so stupid? Is he crazy? Too much money and nowhere to spend it?
She replied: "Find out the other party's identity, especially whether his surname is Fu."
At this time, Fu Yi had already walked out of the house.
Quan Qiao turned off his cell phone and casually put it into his pocket, looking casual and indifferent.
Fu Yi was still wearing a white shirt and a black apron, just like in the morning.
He took a pair of pink slippers from the entrance and placed them in front of Quan Qiao.
"I came back just in time, and the meal was just ready."
Lin Lanyi, who was dealing with garbage in the kitchen, laughed in his heart.
Mingming took a calculator and made careful calculations, calculating when Quan Qiao would be home, how long the drive would take, how long it would take to cook the soup, etc., before he finished it on time.
Men in love are really poisonous!
Quan Qiao curled her red lips lightly, "Thank you for your hard work, baby."
She gave Fu Yi a light kiss on the side of her face, then kicked off her high heels and put on slippers.
Fu Yi's body stiffened. He raised his bony hand and touched the side of his face.
The warmth from her face still lingered, instantly sweeping away all his fatigue from the day.
He curled his lips, it was all worth it.
The two were about to go in, but Quan Zhenguo, who was sleeping at the gate, woke up when he smelled the chicken soup.
He strode over and shouted:
"Xiao Qiao, wait..."
Quan Qiao stopped and glanced at him indifferently:
"Who are you?"
Just two words, but they are the biggest and most naked harm!
Quan Zhenguo's face froze. "I, I am Quan Zhenguo, your father..."
When he said the word "father", he actually felt a little ashamed.
Let’s not talk about what I owe her over the years, let’s just talk about Quan Qiao now. She is dressed exquisitely and has a beautiful face, like a flower on a high mountain.
He was wearing a white shirt, covered in dust, and reeked of alcohol...
Quan Qiao looked at him again before saying indifferently:
"Sorry, you're too ugly, I didn't recognize you. What do you want from me?"
"I……"
Quan Zhenguo always felt that her condescending attitude made it impossible for him to speak.
But thinking about the company's situation, he still mustered up the courage to say:
"Xiao Qiao, the company your mother left behind has fallen into the hands of Chen Guobin. He has become the biggest chairman, and even the villa has been cleaned out.
You at least got 20% of the shares. If you transfer all the shares to me, plus your three brothers' shares, my shares will be equal to Chen Guobin's, and I can return to Mantingfang..."
"Oh!"
A cold sneer escaped his lips.
Quan Qiao looked at him with an icy gaze:
"Mr. Quan, it's not even dark yet, are you dreaming again?"
It's already this time, instead of begging her nicely, you're still thinking about taking her shares?
Quan Zhenguo said helplessly: "This is the only way. After all, this is the company left by your mother. Can you bear to let it fall into the hands of others?"
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