"You’re already there? Have you been waiting for for a long ti? You’re so eager to see , huh? Oh, how embarrassing for . I’ll be there soon, just wait a little bit for , muah."
After the call ended, Jiang Wei’s face couldn’t even be described as black as the bottom of a pot—it was as black as coal.
Wen Qiao actually felt unsure too because she didn’t know if Fu Jinghen would cooperate with her.
She had planned to coordinate with Jiang Yao, and if Fu Jinghen hadn’t shown up in FS’s parking lot, she would have made up an excuse about an urgent notice and then escaped.
But now, she had pushed Jiang Yao towards Ye Shengnan, leaving her to fight alone.
Wen Qiao sighed silently in her heart.
Oh Yao, your dear Qiao has sacrificed so much for you, you must strive hard.
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Fu Jinghen listened to the "beep beep" sound through the handset, and for a rare mont, he was a bit dazed.
What trick was this girl playing again?
After thinking for two seconds, Fu Jinghen decided to check it out himself.
Feng Li, who was still being punished and standing aside, quickly followed and said, "President Fu, there’s another eting in ten minutes. Where are you going now?"
"Push it back by half an hour."
Standing in the elevator, Fu Jinghen noticed a little red dot indicating an unread ssage, which turned out to be over a dozen ssages.
Sohow, he felt certain they were from Wen Qiao even before he opened them.
Rightly so, as he read through them.
The latest one had been sent right after the call ended.
[I can already see FS’s building, I estimate it will take five more minutes to reach the battlefield. Please co down and help out, I’m begging you. Saving one life is better than building a seven-storied pagoda. You’re like my reborn parents!]
After reading the ssages, Fu Jinghen couldn’t find any adjectives to describe his current mood.
Perhaps it was Wen Qiao’s text ssage’s vivid imagery, Fu Jinghen almost pictured a bustling figure right before his eyes.
A piece of land purchased recently beca wasteland due to policy issues, so today’s senior managent eting was notably lengthy. The narrow-minded, self-interested shareholders babbled on, causing a headache.
However, his light annoyance seed to fade slowly after seeing these ssages.
With the sound of a "ding," the elevator reached the basent floor.
Fu Jinghen sent her a ssage back.
[I’m waiting at the elevator door.]
After sending it, he switched to WeChat, entered the section to add new friends, and typed Wen Qiao’s mobile number in. Her profile popped up before he could proceed further when he heard a crisp female voice, "Fu Jinghen!"
The next second, he saw a Hua Huadie launching herself at him, and he was tightly enveloped in a hug.
Feng Li, who had followed after settling the matters, opened his mouth in surprise. Where did this big moth co from?
Hua Huadie lifted her head from Fu Jinghen’s embrace and praised, "You are so dependable, President Fu! I knew you wouldn’t leave this grasshopper to drown alone on a ship."
Fu Jinghen looked down at her, darkened the phone screen, and pocketed it. "Didn’t you say I was your reborn parents?"
Wen Qiao got the hint and obediently corrected, "Daddy Fu!"
Fu Jinghen: "...."
The tapping sound of high heels echoed in the empty parking lot as Fu Jinghen looked up at Jiang Wei approaching them, he asked, "What trick are you playing now?"
"It’s unfair, I wasn’t the one who provoked first!" Wen Qiao lowered her voice, "I’ll explain everything when we get ho. Help out till the end, just play along with a bit."
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