Pregnant sweet wife: The president is so fierce

The owner of the Auto Club was confused, looked at Xing Hannuo who was approaching, and asked with a pale face, "Please, Master Xing, point me to a way to survive."

Xing Hannuo smiled, "You let my fourth brother's girlfriend show it to other men on stage in revealing clothes, can he not be angry?"

"President Fu's girlfriend?" The boss opened his eyes in fear.

Xing Hannuo patted the club owner on the shoulder, "My fourth brother is very possessive. His own girlfriend is very precious, and I don't even dare to covet it."

The hand of the club owner clenching the contract was shaking.

This is good, the car is not sold, the club is going to close down...

Fu Yuhuang chased out and called Mu Qianqian, who was turned off.

She went to the locker room to change first.

Fu Yuhuang did not encounter it.

Mu Qianqian came out of the locker room.

The owner of the club stood at the door with the manager, assistants and other six cadres smiling flatteringly.

Mu Qianqian was puzzled and said defensively, "I didn't take your money."

"That's right, we didn't know you were Mr. Fu's girlfriend. You were offended just now, and I would like to ask you to say something nice in front of Mr. Fu, so that we can get through this difficult time. This is a gift from the shop to you. ." The club owner handed over a box.

Mu Qianqian didn't take it, "Well, it's like this. Fu Yuhuang was angry with me because I stood by the car for you. I have to beg for you, and Fu Yuhuang must be even more angry with me."

"We have old people and young people. There are fifty or sixty people in the company to eat with them. If the company goes out of business, many people will have to eat the northwest wind, and I will ask the girl to help." tears.

Mu Qianqian felt that he was so pitiful, and lowered her voice, "Will Fu Yuhuang make you go bankrupt?"

"He said that if the small shop is closed, the small shop will definitely not survive the difficulties." The club owner said choked up.

"I can only try, he doesn't listen to me, I listen to him." Mu Qianqian said helplessly.

"It's good if the girl is willing to help. Please accept this." The club owner stuffed the box into Mu Qianqian's hand.

"I really can't take it. What if he doesn't agree? You'll go bankrupt again, you'll have to drink the Northwest Wind, and you'll have to lose gifts. It's not worth it." Mu Qianqian returned the box, passed the club owner, and turned it on.

There were many calls to remind her that her grandfather was also looking for her.

She called Fu Yuhuang first.

Fu Yuhuang was driving and was looking for Mu Qianqian on the road.

When the phone rang, he didn't even look at it, and said irritably, "What's the matter?"

Mu Qianqian saw that he was in a bad tone and remained silent.

"Don't say I'm hanging up." Fu Yuhuang looked around, but there was still no Mu Qianqian.

Logically, she couldn't run so fast.

"Fu Yuhuang." Mu Qianqian shouted softly.

Fu Yuhuang sighed helplessly, leaned on the side, and stopped the car.

"Where?" he asked gloomily.

"Still in the club, that, I have something to tell you." Mu Qianqian became more and more emboldened.

"Wait at the door in five minutes." Fu Yuhuang hung up the phone, turned the car around, and drove back.

Mu Qianqian stood at the door, tapped her toes, and looked at the intersection.

Fu Yuhuang's tens of millions of Bugattis were very conspicuous and stopped in front of Mu Qianqian.

Because she had something to ask for, she got into the car cautiously and looked at Fu Yuhuang secretly.

He had a gloomy face, pursed his lips, and looked ahead.

Mu Qianqian lay on the frame and looked at him, "Fu Yuhuang..."