Fu Yi continued to stare at the bodyguards with a threatening look:
"Just now you said she hit you? And she was so arrogant and domineering?"
The leisurely culture carries with it an invisible pressure.
The bodyguards were so frightened that their legs were shaking and their faces were as pale as snow.
Since Quan Qiao is really Fu Yi's fiancée, then they just...
Immediately, several bodyguards rushed over and knelt on the ground with a "bang":
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
"The future Madam Fu is the one who is blind and looks down on others."
"Please forgive us and spare us, okay..."
"We will never dare to do it again, we really won't do it again..."
Quan Qiao glanced down at everyone, her red lips curled up coldly:
"You... have no future!"
The cold voice carried a death order like a Shura in the dark night.
After Yang said this, she looked at Mr. Zhang and ordered:
"The Nanyun Project doesn't need this kind of garbage!"
She is obviously a little girl, but her aura carries the pressure of a superior.
Mr. Zhang was stunned.
I always feel that Quan Qiao's tone makes him sound like the highest authority in the entire project.
How could she, a little girl, be so arrogant?
If you think about it carefully, maybe it's because she relies on her status as Fu Yi's fiancée.
They didn't dare to say anything or ask, so they made arrangements immediately.
Fire! Ban!
Fu Yi glanced at Quan Qiao and walked towards the tree in the distance.
Quan Qiao's car was parked under the tree.
She followed Fu Yi and walked together under the sycamore tree.
In midsummer, the leaves of the sycamore trees are lush and green, providing shelter from the scorching heat.
Fu Yi glanced at the gift in her hand, and an emotion flashed across his eyes that no one noticed.
He asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Quan Qiao hummed, and handed the contract and gift box to Fu Yi:
"Kwon Zhenguo asked me to deliver this.
This is the cooperation contract. I have checked it and there is no problem.
This is a local specialty of Yuncheng farmers, raised by farmers themselves, and cannot be bought in the capital."
Since he helped her, she patiently explained a few more words.
Fu Yi's originally calm face was instantly covered with frost.
He asked coldly, "Quan Zhenguo asked you to come?"
"Yeah, I drove here early in the morning, and it took me a while to find out you were here."
Quan Qiao didn't pay much attention to his tone and answered very calmly.
Fu Yi's face darkened even more. He snatched the thing from her hand and said coldly:
"You can go now!"
Quan Qiao frowned, "Are you losing your temper again? Did I provoke you?"
Fu Yi ignored her, turned around and prepared to leave.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw Mr. Zhang and everyone else still standing at the company gate waiting for him.
Everyone seemed to be talking, but in fact their eyes were all looking over here.
He paused for a moment, then turned around, opened the car door for Quan Qiao, and ordered:
"Get in the car."
Quan Qiaofeng narrowed her eyes again and again.
Is Fu Yi sick? And is she seriously ill?
Seeing that she didn't move, Fu Yi personally pulled her arm and pushed her into the car.
He leaned over to her again, pulled the seat belt over, and fastened it for her personally.
Quan Qiao looked at him who was so close to her and could clearly smell the cool aura on him.
She curled her lips and said, "Fu Yi, if you have the guts to pretend for those people, then you can make it real, right? Hmm?"
As she spoke, she put her wrist around the back of Fu Yi's neck and pulled him down.
Fu Yi was bending over to fasten her seat belt, and when she pulled, suddenly!
His tall body was pressed directly into her arms, and his face was pressed against hers!
And Quan Qiao's red lips happened to fall on his earlobe.
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