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Was he saying that they would confess even if they didn't fight?

Fu Huayong crossed his legs leisurely: "If you didn't notice, then it would be meaningless. Speak, what's the matter?"

"So."

"Are you threatening me?"

"I don't dare."

He couldn't take back the water he spilled. Now that something had happened, wasn't it boring to play games with her?

Fu Huayong picked up the wine cup on the table. He took a sip, and only when the wine reached his throat did he say, "Alright, I'll help."

The person in front who was making things difficult for him opened his eyes wide: "Old Fu, what did you say? "You agreed to it that way?"

Of course not.

The way Ning Jin and Fu Huayong were bargaining made everyone lose their teeth, wasn't that person a sick cat in front of him, Young Master Fu?

At the same time, they understood that this woman was not a simple person.

"Hua Yong, this is your cigarette." The door to the room was pushed open once again.

Although Ning Jin did not turn his head, he could tell which one he was from the voice.

She had only heard such a coquettish voice from Feng Yu before.

The moment Feng Yu saw Ning Jin, the smile on his face froze, but it only lasted for an instant.

"Darling, here's your cigarette."

Ning Jin heard the woman's voice on the phone. At the beginning, he was puzzled as to how a man could be of the same gender.

Feng Yu immediately sat down beside Fu Huayong. Naturally, she grabbed Fu Huayong's arm and hung her entire body on it. Fu Huayong, on the other hand, had a face full of enjoyment.

It was undeniable that Feng Yu had an infuriating figure and a charming face. She was an extraordinary beauty. However, no matter what, she was still a vulgar beauty.

With that, Feng Yu glared at Ning Jin with provocation without leaving any trace.

Fu Huayong naturally would not miss it.

Putting down the cup in his hand, Fu Huayong looked at Ning Jin: "As revenge, how about drinking the wine on the table?"

Not much.

Everyone knew that she, Ning Jin, had a bottle of wine immediately.

Glancing at the densely packed wine bottles on the table, Ning Jin felt goosebumps all over his body.

"Sorry, I still have things to do. Next time."

Without even thinking, Ning Jin immediately rejected the idea and started running towards the door. In the end, he didn't even manage to run a few steps before he stopped.

"Let me go."

F * ck, I knew he was using his height to bully her.

Fu Huayong picked up the back of Ning Jin's neck with one hand and threw him onto the sofa, then died on Feng Yu's body.

"Ah, what are you doing?"

A sharp sound could pierce a wine cup.

Fu Huayong ignored them, and sat between the two of them with one hand around Ning Jin's waist, overbearing and unyielding.

"Let me go."

Fu Huayong leaned over and whispered into his ear: "I'll give you a choice. Are you going to drink this much alone or share it with someone?"

The few people at the side were watching with interest, looking at the show: "Is Old Fu at a disadvantage?"

The others smiled in understanding.

Chairman, just now, the front desk man called and said that Ning Manager came to the company, but he has already left.

Ning Ping put down the documents on his phone, his eyes shining brightly.

"Mm, got it."

When the secretary left, Ning Qian could not hide her gleeful smile: "Father, I want to see how that bitch Ning Jin will turn over this time."

During the time that Ning Jin was hospitalized, the strength on Ning Jin's face had long been cleansed.

"This is life, the heavens are willing to give us a chance."

Before this, Ning Ping was still worrying about what kind of chance he had to deal with Ning Jin, this big trouble.

"Dad, we have already communicated with the North Sea Garden. We can start next Monday, but …"

Ning Qian looked worried.

Ning Ping: "But what?"

"However, we don't have the North Sea Garden's blueprints, we can't start work without them."

Ning Ping's face changed, "Didn't you already have the design in your hands along with the contract?"

"No, I only received the contract."

"Impossible."

Ning Ping rejected it right away, without even thinking: "I specifically instructed him to bring the contract book and the design over, there shouldn't be no designs left."

In an instant, Ning Ping seemed to have thought of something, and his face darkened.

Ning Qian hurriedly shook her head: "Dad, you have to believe me."

Ning Qian's expression did not seem to be lying. If she did not obtain it, then where did the design go? Could it be that 'he' did not steal the design?

Ning Ping's face returned to normal: Don't worry, I will take care of this matter for you. Right now, your top priority is to quickly select a person to be in charge of the project with you. He then asked, "What's the situation with Hu Yan?"

Since Ning Jin was no longer in charge of Shang Wei, Hu Yan could imagine what kind of attitude Ning Jin had when he saw the change in's attitude.

"What do you Ning's mean?"

Seeing that it was not Ning Jin, Hu Yan still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely venomous.

"No, um, Ning Jin had an accident and is currently in the hospital. In order to not hinder the progress of the project, the company asked me to replace his."

Under the oppression of Hu Yan, even Ning Qian found it hard to breathe.

"How long will it take?"

Ning Qian: "How long for what?" After saying so, she lowered her eyes, not daring to look straight at her.

"If not for her, you think that I would be more satisfied with your contract than your Ning's." Hu Yan was never one to beat around the bush, and most importantly, he never had any good impression of anyone.

Ning Qian froze.

The feeling of humiliation spread rapidly.

What right did he have to think that she was inferior to Ning Jin? Why?

Anger clouded his mind, and Ning Qian lifted his head, his gaze vicious. "I can do what she can, I can do it too."

Hu Yan narrowed his eyes.

The company could not delay the project because of a single person. There was no other way, it could only be so. However, it did not mean that they would compromise: "If the project does not achieve its desired effect, then cancel the contract."

Decline...!

At this time, Ning Qian thought back to it and her back was covered in cold sweat.

Seeing the one fold increase in alcohol on the tea table, Ning Jin wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

"Little Jin, you're right, it's not like this is your first time knowing Hua Yong, how can you not know him?" Han Chen said with all kinds of sympathy, but that was only if he ignored the schadenfreude in his eyes.

The reason why the wine had doubled in such a short amount of time was because it was the result of resistance.

When Fu Huayong suggested to drink, Ning Jin decided to douse his feet in oil, and in the end, died in broad daylight.

"How dishonest, or do you think this wine is too little?"

Fu Huayong turned and pressed his body down.

For restless wild cats, they could only use violence to suppress violence.

This wine was still quite little, but it was enough for her to take a few f * cking baths.

"Why don't we just forget about it this time?"

Fu Huayong's lips slightly moved: "Is that possible?"

In the blink of an eye, there was double the amount of wine on the tea table.

"Do you choose one or two?"

"Can I, can I choose the second option?"

The others watched the farce with relish.

"Our Old Fu is the tyrannical CEO, this flirting is really fierce."