Quick Travel: The beginning is Shura Field

Chapter 1603: Poor Workers Help Themselves Online (17)

Fu Boting grabbed Ji Jingan's neck and pressed him down: "Remember, you are mine!"

Ji Jingan was almost suffocated by Fu Boting's anger: "Remember, remember!"

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"Master Ting, this is today's work schedule. Please come with me to the study to coordinate."

At the dining table, Fu Boting was having dinner with Ji Jingan. Dai Ke walked up to him with a tablet, but was ignored.

Seeing his attitude, Dai Ke noticed from the corner of his eye that Ji Jing'an was wearing a high-necked shirt, with faint red marks on his neck. Dai Ke wondered, was Ji Jing'an playing a double agent last night? Or was Ji Jing'an exposed because what happened last night was discovered?

"I'll be waiting for you in the living room. Enjoy your meal."

click-

Dai Ke turned around and heard a cracking sound behind him.

She turned around and looked at the bowl that had fallen to the ground, with broken pieces all over the floor. "I'll go get someone to clean it up."

"Pick it up."

"what?"

"I told you to clean it up, didn't you hear me?"

Dai Ke gritted his teeth secretly and squatted down to pick up the porcelain pieces that fell into the hot soup.

Suddenly, a foot wearing shiny leather shoes reached out and stepped hard on Dai Ke's hand.

The sharp porcelain piece pierced into Dai Ke's palm, and a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

The blood spread along with the soup, dyeing the area red.

Dai Ke endured the pain, the veins on his neck bulged, and tried to keep his eyes calm: "Master Ting, did I do something wrong?"

Fu Boting said coldly, stood up and tidied his clothes carelessly, looking at Dai Ke as if he was ignoring garbage: "Shouldn't you be punished for being so slow?"

Dai Ke took off the porcelain piece that almost pierced his entire palm: "I'm sorry, Master Ting, it's my fault."

Fu Boting didn't give Dai Ke time to treat his injuries: "Come here and report your work to me!"

As soon as the door was closed, Fu Boting picked up the ashtray on the table and threw it at Dai Ke.

Dai Ke groaned as he was kicked in the abdomen and hit his head against the door. His neck was pinched hard and his bloodshot eyes met Fu Boting's vicious gaze.

"You dare to touch my things?" Dai Ke did not resist. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and played the recording from last night.

Listening to the conversation inside, Fu Boting's hands began to relax gradually.

Dai Ke took a breath and remained respectful: "You saved me, how could I betray you?"

"Oh, is Ji Jingan looking for death?"

Stopping Fu Boting who was about to rush out, Dai Ke said hastily: "Master Ting, Ji Jingan has already started to act. She wants to alienate us. Why don't we use her trick to lure out the person behind the scenes?"

"I believe that not everyone in the police force wants to target the Fu family. As long as we find the senior police officer who manipulates Ji Jing'an and get rid of him, the threat to the Fu family will be lifted."

"Besides, we are not sure how much stuff the police have in their possession of the Fu family. If we can find the person behind the scenes, we can take the opportunity to destroy those things."

"I can endure some grievances, but as long as you and the Fu family are safe, everything I suffer is worth it!"

Dai Ke is going to avenge today's grudge.

But before that, Ji Jing'an must be labeled as a traitor to the police. Otherwise, if Fu Boting dies first, Ji Jing'an will be extremely safe under the protection of the police, and it will be difficult for Dai Ke to take action against her at that time.

So Fu Boting had to stay.

Fu Boting calmed down and looked at the blood oozing from Dai Ke's forehead. He rarely showed any tenderness and handed over a handkerchief: "Wipe it off."

There was no way Fu Boting would apologize. His initiative to show goodwill was also to let Dai Ke clear up today's misunderstanding.

Dai Ke took the handkerchief and smiled reluctantly: "Is it because you misunderstood me? It's my fault as a subordinate that I failed to make you trust me enough. I will try my best to make up for it."

Fu Boting already knew that he was impulsive and wrong, and when he heard Dai Ke still reflecting on himself, he felt a little guilty. "From now on, the No. 7 market will be yours. I'll have someone draft a transfer agreement later."

If Fu Boting wants to make amends, Dai Ke must accept it, otherwise it will only embarrass Fu Boting: "Thank you, Master Ting."

"What are you going to do?"

Dai Ke stepped forward and explained his idea to Fu Boting.

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When Dai Ke came downstairs, Ji Jingan was waiting downstairs.

Seeing Dai Ke in such a mess, she stepped forward and pretended to show concern, but was stopped by Dai Ke with a look.

Seeing Fu Boting coming out of the study, Ji Jingan immediately bypassed Dai Ke and ran towards Fu Boting: "Boting, do you want to go out with me today?"

Fu Boting touched Ji Jingan's head lovingly: "I have to go take care of some things for the group, and I will be back to accompany you later."

Fu Boting went downstairs and glared at Dai Ke coldly: "What are you standing there for? Let's go!"

"Yes, Master Ting!"

Dai Ke followed Fu Boting away, leaving Ji Jingan with her fists clenched, showing her hatred for Fu Boting.

Ji Jingan, who had been observing Dai Ke, saw this scene and the corners of his mouth curled up with a look of success.

Zhang Miao was waiting in front of the car, waiting for Dai Ke with a warm smile, but his smile suddenly disappeared when he saw that Dai Ke was injured.

He pretended to be normal and opened the back door to welcome Fu Boting into the car.

Dai Ke reached out to open the car door, her hand twitched in pain, and she immediately switched to her other hand.

Zhang Miao started the car and when he was some distance away from the villa, Fu Boting ordered: "Go to the hospital later to get it treated. You can't disable your hand."

Dai Ke's hands were used to fight for Fu Boting with knives and guns. If her hands were disabled, Fu Boting would lose a guarantee. Dai Ke nodded: "I understand, Master Ting."

After sending Fu Boting to the Fu Group headquarters building, Zhang Miao took Dai Ke to the nearest hospital at full speed.

Watching the nurse treating Dai Ke's injuries, Zhang Miao tightened his grip on the car keys and asked, "How's her hand?"

After the nurse bandaged it, she said, "Fortunately, your muscles and bones are not injured, but the wound is very deep. Try not to move around recently, be careful not to get it wet, and change the dressing on time every day."

There was originally only one piece of gauze on Dai Ke's head, but now there are two pieces, which looks a bit funny.

Dai Ke looked at himself in the mirror and flirted with the nurse as if nothing had happened: "Miss nurse, can you bandage my head to make it look better? It looks ugly with two pieces of gauze on it."

Facing Dai Ke's naughty smile, the nurse blushed: "I, I will help you rebandage it."

After bandaging, the nurse gave Dai Ke instructions for half an hour, and then took out her phone with an excuse of worry: "Why don't you add me on WeChat? If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me directly."

Just as Dai Ke was about to take out his phone, Zhang Miao's QR code was handed to the nurse: "Just add me."

The nurse glared at Zhang Miao secretly, did not add Zhang Miao, directly threw a list at him, and left angrily.

Dai Ke looked in the mirror and felt that he had endured too much: "You are still not handsome enough, people don't want to add you."

In the mirror, although Dai Ke had several layers of white gauze wrapped around her forehead, it did not affect her handsomeness at all except for adding a few points of battle damage.