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Although Secretary Chen forcibly took Fu Ying away and didn't allow him to contact Zhong Qiu, she didn't mean to take away his mobile phone as well.

Fu Ying was helped into a black box car, and the wheelchair was folded and placed in the trunk. Two men on one left and one on the right sandwiched him, and a special driver drove in front.

A cripple beats four men, and the probability of being able to beat four men is agreed to be 0, unless he is a battle-damaged Bruce Lee.

Secretary Chen sat on the co-pilot, turned his head and smiled at Fu Ying: "We are leaving now. Mr. Fu's leg is injured. Please sit still and don't move around, or you will be in trouble if you get injured again."

"Of course I know." Fu Ying looked at the dark film on the car window and asked coldly, "Where are you taking me?"

Secretary Chen smiled: "It's just a quiet place where we can talk about things. You don't have to be afraid or worry, we will never hurt you."

After he finished speaking, he climbed up to the partition in the middle of the car, blocking Fu Ying's sight.

The car wobbled all the way, because Fu Ying couldn't see where she was because of the car film on the window, so she could only guess where she was probably by changing the direction of the car body.

After driving for a long time, the car finally slowed down and entered a downhill road. According to the echo of the surrounding sounds, Fu Ying speculated that it entered the underground parking lot.

After driving for a while, the car stopped slowly, and the partition in the middle also lowered.

Secretary Chen smiled slightly: "We're here, please get off the car, Mr. Fu."

Fu Ying was helped out of the car and sat in a wheelchair and pushed into the elevator. He sniffed and smelled a little disinfectant.He paused and asked, "The quiet place you mentioned is the hospital? Why? Come and help me heal my leg?"

"To be precise, this is not a hospital. It's Mr. Zhong's private sanitarium, or a vacation place." The elevator stopped while Secretary Chen was speaking, and the door in front of him opened, and Fu Ying really didn't think much of it inside. Same.

Marble tiles and crystal chandeliers, the smell of incense replaced the disinfectant, the leather sofa was placed against the wall, and a mini fountain was placed in the center of the hall, and water was flowing out.

"This is the lobby." Secretary Chen introduced with a smile.

Fu Ying was pushed to the second floor by the landslide stairs on one side. Secretary Chen walked on the steps beside him, and said in a warm voice: "This landslide is caused by Mr. Zhong after he knew that your leg was injured and needed a wheelchair. covered."

"It sounds like it was specially prepared for me, thank you very much." Fu Ying said lightly

Secretary Chen: "You don't have to be so polite, Mr. Zhong has always paid attention to you."

On the second floor, Fu Ying discovered that the decoration of this place is very similar to that of Zhong Zhai. The paintings on the corridor and the patterns of the vases and curtains in the corridor are exactly the same, but they are much newer than Zhong Zhai.

He paused and said, "This place is very similar to the Bell House."

"Mr. Zhong arranged this place according to the old house, but there are still some subtle differences." Secretary Chen led him to the door of a room. He opened the door and smiled at Fu Ying: "This is the study."

People outside pushed Fu Ying in, the door closed behind, Secretary Chen and Fu Ying sat down on the sofa facing each other.

Fu Ying looked down at the document bag on the coffee table in front of her, glanced at Secretary Chen, and asked, "Is this for me?"

"This is the photo sent to Mr. Zhong's ward at noon today." Secretary Chen raised his hand slightly: "You can take a look first."

Fu Ying didn't move, but asked instead, "What photo is it?"

"Photos of you and our young master." Secretary Chen saw that Fu Ying was sitting there motionless, so he stretched out his hand to open the envelope, and spread out the photos inside in front of Fu Ying one by one.

Fu Ying looked down, and asked someone to send all the photos, but the few photos that Zhong Hengzhong chose to let her see were very interesting. It could be seen that the two people were moving closely, but basically they only showed Of his own face, Zhong Qiu mostly only showed his back and hands.

"What does this mean?" Fu Ying looked at him.

Secretary Chen sat back on the sofa and said softly: "Pretending to be confused is a kind of dishonesty. Mr. Fu should know that a person should be honest. Now that Mr. Zhong already knows about you and the young master, you don't have to hide it anymore. "

"Understood, and then." Fu Ying raised her eyebrows: "Give me a sum of money to let me leave?"

Secretary Chen smiled: "You don't have to be so aggressive, Mr. Zhong knows very well that you are not the kind of person who is superficial about money."

Fu Ying paused, thinking that something was wrong, she was too much.

"So we won't use this stupid method." Secretary Chen said sincerely, Fu Ying smiled and said: "But at least I'm right, you want me to leave."

"Mr. Zhong's idea is indeed so." Secretary Chen nodded: "As long as you are willing to cooperate with Mr. Zhong's plan, then you can choose a city to settle in at will, whether it is domestic or foreign, your household registration can be transferred there, and Mr. Zhong A house and a car will be provided for you, the type of which is up to you, plus a considerable emotional damage fee."

Fu Ying raised her eyebrows: "Then what's the difference between this and giving me a sum of money to leave?"

"At least real estate like a house can preserve its value. Maybe you still have to worry about inflation when you give the last sum of money?" Secretary Chen laughed: "But the premise of you owning all these is to cooperate with Mr. Zhong's plan, and the decision is in your hands Above all, we will never force you to make any choices."

Fu Ying stared at the photo on the table for a long time, suddenly laughed muffledly, shook her head and said: "Your calculation is wrong. If I choose to listen to Mr. Zhong, I will only get a house, a car and a sum of money. money, but if I choose Zhong Qiu, what I get is countless houses, cars and money.”

He smiled at Secretary Chen: "I don't know how to pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelon."

Secretary Chen: "If Mr. Fu doesn't follow Mr. Zhong's words, then Young Master Zhong Qiu will be removed from Mr. Zhong's will, and even the Zhong family will not allow him to continue working."

"Really? Since Mr. Zhong is so powerful, why didn't he directly threaten Zhong Qiu with this condition? Instead, he threatened me. It seems that Zhong Qiu would not listen to him."

Fu Ying looked at the bookshelf on one side, and said softly: "Although Zhong Qiu doesn't tell me much about the company's affairs, and usually I don't like to listen to it, it doesn't mean that I really don't know anything,"

"Mr. Zhong has nothing to do with Zhong Qiu. The two of them will only lose if they fight, and only the Zhong family will be hurt. Mr. Zhong doesn't want to completely tear up his face with Zhong Qiu, so he can only come to me. I hope I will leave in a sensible way so as not to save him. Do it."

Fu Ying said and shrugged: "It was you who came up with this idea at the beginning and said it so meanderingly. It seems that you are not honest, not me, Secretary Chen."

Secretary Chen: "Since you know, what is your choice?"

"I said I wouldn't pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelon, so I chose Zhong Qiu." Fu Ying propped her head and said softly: "If you have anything else to say, just say it. Zhong Qiu knows I'm not at home, so I'm very happy It will be found soon."

Secretary Chen: "I suggest you think again, after all, Master Zhong can't find it here."

"What do you mean?" Fu Ying leaned on the sofa and smiled: "Are you going to lock me up? Could it be that Zhong Qiu couldn't imagine that you would take me away?"

Secretary Chen: "Of course..."

"Just lock you up, so what?" A voice came from outside the door, and Fu Ying turned her head to see that Zhong Hengzhong was limping over with a cane.

He glared at Fu Ying angrily: "You are Fu Ying?"

Fu Ying didn't hide, with a cold face: "Didn't you already meet me at Brother Qiu's birthday party? It seems that your memory is not very good, do you need me to introduce myself again?"

Zhong Heng paused heavily, and the crutches rattled the floor: "It's really uneducated!"

"Then you forced me to come here, are you educated?" Fu Ying's face was completely cold: "Fifty steps laugh at a hundred steps. It seems that you are no more than a man who can condone an illegitimate child driving into a married child. Earl."

Zhong Hengzhong choked when he heard the words, looked at the wheelchair under Fu Ying and his injured leg, fell silent suddenly, walked to the sofa opposite him and sat down.After Secretary Chen poured a glass of water, he held the teacup and said, "You don't have evidence for this, so don't talk nonsense."

"Really?" Fu Ying pursed her lips and smiled: "It seems that I can only admit that I am unlucky."

The old man paused: "I will give you a sum of money for the medical expenses of your leg."

Fu Ying said lightly: "No need, my leg is just scratched, I still have money for a stitch."

"Zhong Qiu is my son and the future helm of the Zhong family. He needs to marry someone who can help him in work and life. Even if he is with a man, it shouldn't be you who suddenly appeared with unknown origins. Neighbor."

Zhong Hengzhong stared at Fu Ying with his cane: "Don't rush to refute me, I have people check your information, it is very clean, almost no one knows what you have done before, where is your family, even you I also asked people to go to the school I went to, only your middle school head teacher still has a little impression of you."

"Really? Then what did the class teacher say to me?" Fu Ying pretended to be listening attentively, tapped her fingers on her knees, and asked lazily, "Do you mean this kid is very honest? Be obedient and very quiet."

Zhong Hengzhong: "The general content is indeed these. They are all fake and empty formulas, so I said it is very clean and has no content."

"Doesn't this mean that my family is innocent?" Fu Ying said.

Zhong Hengzhong snorted coldly: "A person's information is very clean, either he is a really unknown person, or there is a ghost. We all know which kind you are, although we don't know that you are close to Zhong Qiu. What purpose, but I suggest that you better stop any misconduct now, or I will send you directly to prison."

"Dating a relationship is misconduct?" Fu Ying looked at Zhong Heng and raised her eyebrows again: "It seems that you have two sons, Zhong Xu and Zhong Qiu, which are considered illegal."

"Stop being so glib, there are two paths in front of you now, either you take the money and listen to my arrangements, or you choose Zhong Qiu, and watch him leave the Zhong family forever because of you because of my disinheritance."

Zhong Heng looked at him coldly: "If you really like him, you wouldn't be willing to watch him lose what you deserve, right?"