C65

Under the watch of the bodyguard, Ning Jin pushed open the door and walked in.

"Sorry, sorry, you guys continue. Hur Hur, you guys continue." When she went in, she just happened to see Feng Yu sitting on Fu Huayong's thigh and kissing.

Feng Yu was furious, but she did not dare say anything to Fu Huayong. She stared at Ning Jin with her eyes, and her face was full of complaints.

"Do you think the employees of the Fu's are worse than the employees of the Ning's?"

When Ning Jin entered, he immediately ignored Feng Yu, making all the women jealous, especially the fact that Ning Jin had ruined so many good things for her, Feng Yu's feelings for Ning Jin became worse and worse. She shifted his body and stuck close to Fu Huayong once more, "Hua Yong, it was so difficult for me to finally see you, can't we talk about work matters later?"

"Get out." Fu Huayong spat out without thinking.

Feng Yu was overjoyed. In his heart, she was still more important than him: "Didn't you hear Hua Yong telling you to go out?"

"Ah?" Ning Jin was confused.

If she wasn't mistaken, Fu Huayong was the one who told her to go out, right?

She looked at Fu Huayong, and then stood on the spot and picked his nose.

"Didn't you hear?" She had never seen such a shameless person. Just as Feng Yu was about to drive Ning Jin out with his own hands, Fu Huayong opened his mouth: "I'm letting you out."

Feng Yu's mouth was wide open. "Tell me, what did you say?" Unbelievable.

Fu Huayong was too lazy to explain and directly pressed the bell on the table. Not long later, the burly man who brought Ning Jin in appeared again.

Ning Jin subconsciously kicked backwards.

This had nothing to do with her, so don't look for her.

"Miss Feng invites you out."

Having been in the company for so long, Feng Yu understood her relationship with the CEO.

"You're actually letting me go?"

Feng Yu ignored him and looked at Fu Huayong with wide eyes.

Fu Huayong ignored his, Feng Yu lowered his eyes, then turned and walked out of the office. Ning Jin was completely convinced that he was just watching.

In the entire morning, Ning Jin was sitting in Fu Huayong's office, holding onto a piece of information, she looked through it. Halfway through, she was puzzled, she was actually above all the people in Ning's, so what kind of status did she have now?

"Fu Huayong."

He raised his head. "Finished?"

Ning Jin shook his head: What position am I in here?

He didn't ask for the vice president, but giving him a manager was necessary.

"Special Assistant."

Special Assistant?

Bringing her into the Fu's like an assistant and then sending her away? Why didn't he just let her go on her own? Thinking about how she was still in his territory, she didn't dare go berserk. She put down the documents in her hands and said seriously: "About that, I strongly request to return to Ning's."

She was serious.

Determined? There was no meaning in the word firm here.

"Impossible."

A single sentence was totally negated.

"Why?"

Fu Huayong looked up at her. Could it be that he would be like a lamb entering a tiger's den? Everything was done by your family?

He, Fu Huayong, was cold-blooded and a little human.

"No reason."

"You lied when you said that you could leave once you recovered."

Fu Huayong frowned, "You went from the Fu Clan to the Fu's."

What's the difference?

Fu Huayong did not want to continue, so he looked at his watch and said: "I'm going to participate in a meeting right now, get ready."

"Did she agree to take up her job?" , you … "

"I'll give you 10 minutes …"

Ning Jin stomped his feet. Fu Huayong, you bastard.

Sitting in the car, Ning Jin did not say a word, holding onto all of Fu Huayong's things. It seemed that she had really become Fu Huayong's assistant now.

After getting off the car, Fu Huayong and Ning Jin stood at the hotel entrance. Fu Huayong turned his head and said: "Are you still not leaving?"

How could she leave?

He had a work bag in his left hand and a large box in both hands. She was his wife in name and in reality. Was he not afraid of being struck by lightning?

After walking for a long time to the elevator, Ning Jin heaved a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to put his things on the ground, the elevator door opened.

"Let's go." Fu Huayong said.

Ning Jin wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Why would she want to be a laborer?

Without knowing where, Fu Huayong walked in and she followed after him.

"Put it down."

Phew, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief. If she had been any longer, her arm would have been broken.

After putting that thing down, Ning Jin finally knew what kind of situation he was in.

There were two men and one woman in the room. Looking at her now, Ning Jin felt extremely embarrassed: "Um, you guys continue … … Don't worry about me."

Hehe, after saying that, she turned to look at Fu Huayong, only to see him sitting down as though nothing had happened.

One of the men asked, "Are you Director Fu's assistant? Why haven't I seen it before? "

Tsk, she's still his wife.

After sitting next to Fu Huayong, the table began with negotiations. Everyone followed Fu Huayong's footsteps and walked away, their tones filled with respect.

"This time around, I'll give you 20% at most. Limit."

The three men sitting opposite to him looked troubled. If they only took 20%, then this cooperation wouldn't earn them any money at all. Although it wouldn't be a loss, the business people did it for the purpose of earning money.

"Boss Fu, you really can't make any more arrangements?"

Fu Huayong picked up the white napkin on the table and wiped his lips.

"Since you all can't talk about it with me, I won't force you." As he spoke, he stood up and walked towards the door. Ning Jin, who was sitting by the side, had yet to recover from his shock, and it had only been twenty minutes since the negotiation had ended.

But no matter what, Fu Huayong was indeed very good at business negotiations.

After reacting for half a beat, Ning Jin followed along. When he reached the door, Fu Huayong suddenly stopped, and even though Ning Jin did not stop, he directly crashed into the door.

Damn, my nose hurts.

"What are you doing?"

Fu Huayong did not answer and pointed to the big box on the table: "This is a greeting gift from me to your company.

Finished speaking, the two of them walked out of the private box.

"It's over just like that?"

At the table, Ning Jin heard a little, the number of contracts was not less than 100 million, the list of things Fu Huayong could do was definitely not small, but his negotiating attitude was really baffling.