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Fu Huayong's body slightly moved for a split second, his long and straight legs pointed straight towards the Old Master Fu, her thin and sexy lips slightly parted, revealing a sexy and lazy voice.

"I remember that it was that old lady who rushed over to this hospital. Why would she feel uncomfortable when she comes over?" "How strange."

Although he was afraid of the Old Master, Fu Wanjiao still took the initiative to speak up for their sake.

As expected, these words scared the old man out of his wits, "I've never seen you so busy before. What, am I so unwelcome to you?"

This heartless fellow was leaving within a few minutes. What was the meaning of this?

Old Master Fu had a look of unhappiness.

The old lady also looked over, and her meaning was obviously the same.

Fu Huayong replied in a neither humble nor haughty manner, "Didn't Yun Lang start to compete for Mayor already? There are some things I need to discuss with him. "

When these words came out, the two elders were relieved. They turned around to look at Fu Yunlang and warned him, "No matter what, you must get me the position of the Mayor, or else don't come back to see me."

Regardless of whether he was sick or not, the old man's words still carried a natural domineering aura, and his slightly white brows stood up with an indescribable sharpness. Fu Yunlang hurriedly replied, but the gaze in which he looked at Fu Huayong with was different.

"Brother, what happened to you?"

Fu Yunlang immediately asked after leaving the ward. Didn't they say he did not care about the position of the Mayor?

He had thought that the old man's illness would give him a chance to catch his breath, once the old man recovered, the Mayor's election would probably be over. Now that was good, Fu Huayong took the initiative to raise the issue.

Fu Huayong was not in a hurry either, as if he did not hear Fu Yunlang's question. He leaned against the wall as if he was an idler, his fingers reaching into his pockets to move his fingertips.

"Do you want one?"

Fu Huayong put the cigarette at the corner of his mouth and then reached out the cigarette case towards Fu Yunlang. Fu Yunlang shook his head and said with a helpless expression: "Brother, can you explain yourself clearly? I had thought that since the old man was sick this time, he would not be so worried about this election, and I can also heave a sigh of relief.

What abacus?

What could it be? Of course it was to get the Mayor.

Whether it was for the Old Master or the Fu family, the position of Mayor was something they had to obtain.

Fu Huayong lowered his head, his gaze seeming to land on the white cigarette. After a light sound, the flames and the cigarette became one, and a misty mist filled the air.

The shadow made it difficult to see Fu Huayong's deep emotions. Was it a smile or a loss?

When he looked up, there was only determination in his eyes.

"As one of the candidates, you should know how to draw votes. Just do whatever others do, and leave the rest to me."

Fu Yunlang did not immediately reply, looking around, it was just that the fog in the air was not clear enough for people to see.

"Big Brother, are you hiding something from me?"

Fu Yunlang slightly tilted his body and spoke again: "I knew that the brocade pavilion's date before, He Qiu and Liu Shaohua were godfather to each other, and Liu Shaohua was one of the key figures in the competition this time, didn't you cause trouble for yourself?"

Fu Yunlang more or less knew about all of this, and there was even less of a need to talk about the relationship between Fu Huayong and He Qiu.

Fu Huayong's expression did not change much when he heard this, but his head was lowered and his eyes were no longer on the cigarette. Instead, the cigarette had fallen onto the ground as ashes.

It was only until a dense cloud of smoke gushed out of his mouth that Fu Huayong finally spoke out leisurely, "If it was you, would you recognize a foster son for no reason at all?"

Fu Huayong's words were like a pool of stagnant water, but it was too quiet. It was so quiet that people could hear the hint of danger in it, causing Fu Yunlang to squint his eyes and blurt out: "You're saying that there's some sort of trade between them?"

Fu Huayong did not answer directly.

"Although they will perform very well during the contract meeting and Liu Shaohua will always give He Qiu a nice face, his eyes cannot fool me. The only thing they will do is have a relationship of mutual benefit."

Interest relationship?

Fu Yunlang was confused. What benefits could He Qiu, a Russian businessman, bring to the Mayor in B City? To be honest, He Qiu benefited even more.

"Chen Shaohua isn't an idiot. He would never do something that has no benefits for himself. If he wants to use his outstanding talent to make a name for himself in B City, that would be against common sense. After all, he's going to leave soon."

Fu Yunlang analyzed. After saying a few words, all of the cigarettes at Fu Huayong's fingertips had turned into ashes, leaving only a beige cigarette butt trampled by Fu Huayong. If he only wanted to use this chance to improve B City, or perhaps it was himself, it would not be much.

However, Fu Yunlang had said that he was about to leave B City, but no one knew where he would go now. If the reason why Liu Shaohua and He Qiu was working together was so that he could get a better position, then everything was worth it.

Don't forget He Qiu's status, wanting to raise the salary of a government official was only a matter of money, and what He Qiu lacked the most was money.

Fu Yunlang caressed the hair on his forehead, his body keeping away from the wall, and patted Fu Yunlang's shoulders with one hand: "I will take care of it, you just need to do your job, go and see the two old men, I have something to do."