C210

Are you a pig?

It wasn't until he got into the elevator that he realized what he had just done, like a dream.

He had never thought that he would hit a girl in public. Heavens, this was too disgraceful.

"Cough, cough."

Fu Huayong coughed just as she finished speaking.

Ning Jin:...

Was this guy specially here to tear her apart?

Fu Huayong was embarrassed. Could he say that it was a conditioned reflex?

"How are your preparations?"

Fu Huayong acted as if nothing had happened and asked seriously.

Ning Jin sighed, "I forgot …"

Fu Huayong exclaimed in his heart that she had suffered from senile dementia.

I forgot all night.

"Are you a pig?"

He gave a very objective evaluation.

Ning Jin immediately wanted to stab him to death.

"Blame who? Blame me?"

"Do you blame me?"

Fu Huayong said with an innocent face.

With a "pa" sound, Ning Jin could no longer hold it in and directly slapped the table, "If it wasn't for you not settling this mess, would all of this have happened?"

With that, the atmosphere turned silent.

The Gu Tou Cheng did not say anything, but Ning Jin smacked his lips a few times.

She seemed to have gone a little too far.

After all, this matter was a huge blow to Fu Huayong.

Just a moment ago, she was a little too excited, and didn't control herself well, but in the end, she still cried out. However, it was not because of the pain in her palm, but because of a single sentence from Fu Huayong.

"I'm sorry."

"No," he said.

That's right, the Gu Tou Cheng had said that.

"Huh?"

Ning Jin felt like he was hallucinating, "What did you say just now?"

Fu Huayong's forehead slightly exposed.

She really didn't hear it clearly.

Fortunately, Fu Huayong did not fly into a rage and repeated his words.

"I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter."

These two sentences could be said to be flawlessly linked.

Just as Fu Huayong finished speaking, Ning Jin immediately said those words.

Fu Huayong's face immediately darkened.

Ning Jin was very magnanimous at this moment, and laughed: "I was joking with you, I might have spoken too much just now, but I really hope that you can pay more attention in this area. I don't want to be the scapegoat."

But Fu Huayong did not respond to his words.

Ning Jin brought ridicule upon himself.

The meeting started shortly before noon.

To be honest, Ning Jin was feeling really nervous, she was afraid that he would not be able to resist and leave with the people inside, which would be embarrassing, so she had to do his best to calm himself down.

"Let's go."

Fu Huayong glanced at Ning Jin, and pulled her arm and walked in.

"Hey, hey, you …" The word 'wait' was instantly swallowed up by Ming Long. Everyone came rather early.

Ning Jin looked at the long table, which was filled with seats. He seemed to have arrived a little late.

From the moment they entered, all the people in the seats looked at him in unison, feeling that this was the same treatment as the chairman.

Fu Huayong pulled Ning Jin to the bottom left corner of his seat and sat down. Opposite her was Leng Tian and below Leng Tian was Ning Qian.

"Elder sister, you came so early. Let everyone wait for you."

As soon as Ning Jin sat down, Ning Qian started to mock his in a cold manner.

Ning Jin laughed, and replied politely: "You want to say that the CEO is late?" Ning Qian's face changed, a ruthless look flashed past his eyes, he immediately wanted to refute, but Ning Jin was the one who first spoke, and bitterly said: "Little sister, what you said is wrong, even if you have thoughts towards the CEO in your heart, you cannot say it, otherwise the CEO will have no face at all."

Fu Huayong looked at him coldly, was he being used as a spear?

Ning Qian was so angry that her eyes were popping out, when did she ever say that?

"You're slandering me."

Ning Jin replied indifferently, "The most I can do is spit on your face, I didn't see any blood at all." The expression on his face when he spoke was one of sincerity.

Ning Qian suddenly had the urge to strangle Ning Jin to death. She kept telling herself that she had to remain calm, that fighting against such a shameless woman would only provoke her body.

Ning Qian took a deep breath and suppressed the restlessness in her heart.

He looked at Fu Huayong with a gentle and affectionate expression and said: "Hua Yong, I have never said things like this before."

In other words, only Ning Jin and her had anything to blame.

Fu Huayong turned and looked at Ning Jin, and then shifted his gaze back to her, his lips moving a few times, "I'm the company's boss, I'm your boss, pay attention to your words." A single sentence had sent Ning Qian into a cold palace.

Ning Jin smirked.

Fu Huayong was like the weather, he could not predict when the heavy rain would make him a wet chicken.

"Alright, it's a good thing that the meeting has begun."

After Fu Huayong swept his eyes across everyone like a wolf. He spoke out leisurely, "The collaboration with the Fashion Show of M Nation has already begun, and everyone here knows how much the company values this collaboration. I have come here to advocate for the living, and the overall manager of all the Fashion Show have not been decided yet, only a temporary deputy chief, and the main topic of this meeting is how to choose the head of the Fashion Show, so the company can communicate with the Fashion Show more smoothly."

The collaboration of Fashion Show s was extremely popular in the Fu's, but it was a stepping stone for all the employees of the Fu's, as it would allow them to jump even faster.

And now that this opportunity had presented itself, they wouldn't give up no matter what.

"CEO, you actually hosting this meeting, it must be because you have some thoughts, Ning Manager is the temporary deputy director of the Fashion Show, there should be something to say right?"

A man with over a hundred white hair said. He gave off a haughty air, as if he was the largest person present besides Fu Huayong, and was wearing a neat and tidy black suit and blue tie. His hair was cut meticulously, and his eyes shone with a sharp light.