Chapter 645

Fu Guizhi left, but different from her mood when she came, she left, looking very embarrassed.

It was not until Fu Guizhi's back completely disappeared in Yang Peishan's vision that Yang Peishan came back to her mind.

But the next moment, she put her eyes on Fu Meiling.

"Mr. Yang..." Fu Meiling asked timidly.

"I don't have to teach you what to do." Yang Peishan gave her a faint look and said.

How to do it? What else can I do but apologize?

Like her boss of Tianjie company, worth tens of millions of dollars, no matter where you go, you are like a star in the sky.

But now, she had to bow to Qin Luo.

Thinking of this, Fu Meiling is like a dog in the sun, feeling speechless.

"I'm sorry!" Fu Meiling was so angry that she almost broke her teeth.

"Louder." Qin Luo light smile way.

"Hoo ~" Fu Meiling took a deep breath, pressed her anger to death in her heart, and said in a cold voice, "I'm sorry!"

"Xiao Luo, are you satisfied this time?" Fu Meiling said.

"Be diligent and strong..."

Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders and gave a casual smile. He turned to Fu Xiaowan and said, "Mom, it's almost time. We should go."

"Let's go!" With a smile, Fu Xiaowan went straight to Fu Meiling, patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Meiling, it turns out that everything is inferior, but reading is the best."

"Let your son work harder. Maybe he can be 1% better than my son."

"As for being my son? It's a dream you'll never be able to reach in your life. "

With that, Fu Xiaowan glanced at her complacently, and then turned to walk outside the community.

Qin Luo is his son. He is excellent. Fu Xiaowan wants to let everyone know.

“#￥@*＆……” At this moment, Fu Meiling wanted to tear Fu Xiaowan's mouth.

But she did not dare!

Dumb eat Coptis - hard to say, she now finally realized this feeling.

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eating out is inevitable impossible. In Fu Xiaowan's eyes, eating out is neither hygienic nor safe, and the most important thing is to spend too much money.

Even if Fu Xiaowan is now worth a lot of money, she still has not changed this deep-rooted thought of small farmers.

"Mr. Yang, just sit down. You're welcome."

Yang Peishan also came. Of course, she didn't come empty handed, but with a small card.

On that card, there is Qin Luo's bonus, which is 50 million yuan.

Fu Xiaowan's look at Yang Peishan at the moment is not like looking at people at all, more like looking at a golden God of wealth.

If such a god of wealth came several times, it would not have been a success!

Ten houses, no, thirty! Then all rent out, rent by month, a set of rent a day!

To ask why, Fu Xiaowan thinks that people just can't be idle!

When you think about that picture, Fu Xiaowan's blood is surging.

This is not Fu Xiaowan's greed, but the nature of human beings.

In this world, everything can be satisfied, but the desire for money can never be satisfied.

It's like a song that sings well: money is a bastard, but it's really beautiful.

"You're welcome. You're welcome." Yang Peishan's mouth is unnatural, Fu Xiaowan's enthusiasm makes her a little confused.