Angel is used to fighting and killing. When she is abroad, it is not uncommon to encounter any terrorists, not to mention fuyechuan's great threat.

She just touched his scales and lost her temper.

She can understand.

When she came to her senses, she reached out and grabbed Fu YeChuan's collar, pulling in her own direction.

Her face is also full of "admit defeat".

Quietly, her voice was hoarse:

"Fuyechuan, I'm not kidding you. Do you want to talk to him on the phone?"

Looking at Fu YeChuan's cold look, angel reached out and took her mobile phone from the side.

Then press out, and a strange male voice opens:

"Madam, what can I do for you?"

"Are people still alive?"

"Alive."

Angel looked at Fu YeChuan and said, "maybe let him make a few calls."

The next second, a trembling voice of fear came from the phone.

"Help me, YeChuan, Dad, help me. I am Qingcheng. No matter how much money they want, don't bargain. Let me out quickly. I am sick again. There are wars everywhere..."

Fuqingcheng's voice lost its steadiness, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Fuyechuan narrowed his eyes, and his eyes became sharper.

The key point of this call is that Fu Qingcheng is not in China.

The next second, Angie hung up.

Looking at each other, angel has a stronger meaning.

She released her hand, curled her lips and sneered, and slowly pushed him away to put on his clothes.

"Mr. Fu, from now on, I have the final say in our relationship."

She is the best at taking the initiative, whether it is coercion, inducement or wily.

The knocking at the door was rapid and continuous.

Fuyechuan went to open the door, his face cold and terrible.

The man at the door was startled for a moment.

It seems that they didn't expect the person coming out of it to be fuyechuan, the president of the Fu Group!

The shocked eyes of the reporters were captured by fuyechuan one by one.

But now he is not in the mood to lose his temper. He knows that all this is a trap made by angel.

Unexpectedly, her brain is bigger than expected.

Starting from his side, including these journalists, the preparatory work to be done can not be completed in a day or two.

prepared.

Oh!

He turned cold and wanted to go out. At that moment, an unwanted gossip reporter came forward and asked:

"Mr. Fu, excuse me, why are you here?"

In a word, everyone was waiting for the answer silently and carefully.

The atmosphere was filled with a chill that did not belong to them.

The gossip reporter swallowed his saliva and got Fu YeChuan's gossip, which was more powerful than those in the circle.

Once such an open-minded idea prevails, the reporter's reason will disappear.

He pushed the microphone and the machine forward, blocking fuyechuan's way.

It's really terrible.

Fuyechuan paused for two seconds when he heard the question.

Then he raised his eyes and stared at the gossip reporter in a sinister tone:

"Where do I have to report to you?"

The gossip reporter was frightened. Just about to speak, fuyechuan kicked over and the machine blocking the road was kicked away.

His eyes were full of haze and indifference, with the bitter anger of refusing people thousands of miles away, regardless of the consequences of offending the reporter.

Everyone was so scared that they stepped back for one and a half circles.

For fear that their own machines will be implicated, this is a valuable housekeeping thing.

Fuyechuan glanced coldly at the person in front of him and opened his thin lips:

"Get out of here!"