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But what kind of trump card was this?

He picked up the phone and called: "Hello, have Chen Wen come to the office."

"Come in."

Chen Wen was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"The body is the capital of the revolution. I don't know how many times I've said that, but all of you just ignore it. This time, whoever doesn't listen to the end of the month will get all the bonuses."

Ning Jin was very happy that his colleagues were going all out, but they were not machines for work and needed to rest.

"Got it, I will tell you." After pausing for a moment, he continued, "If there's nothing else, I'll head over."

"Right."

As he walked out of the office, Chen Wen glanced at Ning Jin with caution.

"There's a fool who once loved you, who loves you …" Ning Jin's gaze turned from the document to the caller ID. He picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID.

"What is the little ancestor trying to do now?"

The moment he saw Fu Wanjiao's name, Ning Jin's eyelids jumped, it really had side effects.

He hesitated for a moment before answering.

Instantly, a wave of accusations exploded: "What the hell did you do? Why did you take so long to answer the phone? "

Ning Jin said. "I was in the toilet just now.

"No wonder it smells so bad."

This nose is really sharp.

"Come back here right now."

Ning Jin asked. "What happened?"

"Half an hour. Right away."

"You …" Before he could finish, he hung up.

What did she do to meet such a good sister-in-law?

Without a doubt, Ning Jin told them everything and rushed back to the Fu Clan with his bag.

"What …?" As soon as he walked into the hall, just as he said those two words, he was immediately choked back. The situation was really …

Ning Jin looked at his grandmother who was sitting in her seat, a little panicking in his heart. The problem was that Fu Huayong was also there for the first time.

"Why are you so slow? We're waiting for you alone."

Fu Wanjiao spoke in a unruly voice.

"Alright, as long as you're here, it's fine. Little Jin, come over and sit."

Sit down, put a newspaper on the table, and everyone gets a point.

Ning Jin remained silent.

"How did you do it?" There was no trace of kindness on Gran's face.

Despite questioning Fu Huayong, Ning Jin felt a sense of oppression.

"What should I do?"

"Your grandma has always been satisfied with what you do. I've always turned a blind eye to you playing with women outside, but now that you're married, you have to know what to do. How can it be published?"

Grasp what you want?

That is, I don't have to stop them. Even though I'm married, I can still play with women outside?

Ning Jin sneered in his heart, this was the sorrow of a large clan.

Flipping open the newspaper, he said, "The young master of the Fu family was originally fighting a great battle with Little San, and his sister-in-law is helping him." When the title entered his eyes, he saw the illustrations in the middle of the newspaper. The four people in the picture were not missing.

"Grandma, relax. You won't be able to see it tomorrow." Fu Huayong looked like he did not care.

"I do not wish for this matter to occur a second time. Otherwise, if the family laws are served and you are shameless, our Fu family will have it."

Ning Jin sat at the side, not saying a word, even the delicate Fu Wanjiao became obedient.

If not for the light smile at the corner of Fu Huayong's mouth, he would have thought that the sky had fallen.

As soon as Grandma left the seat, Fu Wanjiao had a face full of lingering fear: "Brother, you'd better restrain yourself in the future, don't make Grandma angry."

Fu Wanjiao stood up: "Don't worry about yourself." With that, she turned and left, but she glanced at Ning Jin out of the corner of her eyes.

In the huge hall, only Ning Jin's eyes were wide open.

"Hmph." After a while, Fu Wanjiao slammed the table and left in anger.

Ning Jin was confused.

She had been called over in a hurry, so why was she sitting there in a daze?

Looking at the alarm clock, it was almost six. Just when Ning Jin was considering whether or not to return to the company, the departing Fu Huayong appeared once again.

"Come up."

Upstairs, as he pushed open the bedroom door, he saw Fu Huayong sitting on the sofa with the North Sea Garden's information in his hand. Ning Jin closed the door and waited for Fu Huayong to speak.

"Is the Plan book ready?"

"What?"

Fu Huayong looked up: "North Sea Garden's Plan book."

Ning Jin was startled: "How do you know that the Plan book I handed over has been returned?" After contemplating for a moment, his eyes lit up. "Do you know everything?"

Fu Huayong ignored him and continued with his question: "How is the progress of the Plan book?"

Ning Jin made a bold guess in his heart.

Could Fu Huayong be Ning Qian's trump card? If he was willing to help Ning Qian, obtaining the list of North Sea Garden s wouldn't be a problem at all, but Ning Qian's entire performance could be explained.

Ning Jin recalled the scene when Fu Huayong left her and Ning Qian at the reunion.

Just as she was about to change the topic, Fu Huayong opened his mouth and said, "Your imagination is not bad."

Ning Jin froze.

Was her performance that obvious?

When he was at a loss for words, he once again spoke: "If I was Ning Qian's trump card, would I need to talk so much with you?"

In a word, he had overturned all her previous guesses.

If that was really the case, then there was no need for Fu Huayong to tell him about him getting to know the Polygonum cuspidatum Thunb, but that night, Ning Jin begged to hug his thigh, and Fu Huayong did not agree.

This man is a stallion and a fox.

Without hesitation, Fu Huayong crossed his legs. He looked extremely relaxed, but he was clearly on guard against Ning Jin.

"I just wanted to make the game more fun." And then he mocked, "Who asked you to be so weak?"

She was weak? That dog saw her weak?

Ning Jin pursed his lips but did not say a word, his eyes constantly shooting laser beams.

Fu Huayong laughed, and put down the information in his hands: "You don't have to be unconvinced, because I am not wrong. The current you, in front of Ning Ping, that old cunning fox, is nothing."

"Why do you think Ning Qian always passes the opportunity?"

Ning Jin was startled, a cold light pierced through his eyes: "What are you trying to say?"

Fu Huayong asked again, "Why do you think she is faster than you every single time?"