After marrying the richest husband

Jiang Huiming and Jiang Tong were sitting in the hall. Uncle Yuan obviously didn't treat them harshly. He not only served tea for Jiang Huiming and coffee for Jiang Tong, but also three plates of exquisite snacks in the kitchen.

Yuan Bo helped them push open the villa's gate, and Fu Xingzhou and Sang Qiao walked in together side by side.

The two had just walked around the entrance.

Jiang Huiming stood up first, walked towards Fu Xingzhou with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and said, "Xingzhou, speaking of which, uncle hasn't seen you for several years, and I hope you don't mind coming over to visit me rashly today. ah!"

Fu Xingzhou was much taller than Jiang Huiming.

He gave Jiang Huiming a condescending look, with a smile that was not a smile: "Indeed, it was quite rash."

Sang Qiao: "..."

The atmosphere subtly froze for a moment.

Sang Qiao put on the coat from Fu Xingzhou tightly on his body, and was about to sneak away when Fu Xingzhou grabbed his hand and took him back.

Fu Xingzhou didn't seem to want to shy away from outsiders, he lowered his head and touched Sangqiao's forehead: "Be good, sit on the sofa and wait for me when you're tired, I'll be fine soon."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao has no business acumen, so he has never been interested in Fu Xingzhou's business affairs.But being held by the hand again and unable to walk away, he could only secretly step on Fu Xingzhou's foot while Jiang Huiming was not paying attention, then walked to the sofa near Fu Xingzhou and sat down.

Although Jiang Huiming was nearly seventy, there were not a few white hairs on his head.

Although he was treated poorly by Fu Xingzhou, the expression on his face did not even change, and he smiled: "Uncle was really embarrassed to come over late at night to disturb you, but the fact is that the company is in a hurry. Xingzhou... No, you have already When I grow up, I should be called Fu Dong..."

Fu Xingzhou still had no expression on his face, and interrupted Jiang Huiming's words slowly: "Jiang Dong, tell Uncle Yuan, let me see you for my mother's sake?"

Jiang Huiming's expression changed, and the muscles on his face tensed for a few seconds before he said again: "No, Xing Zhou, I know your mother..."

Fu Xingzhou raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "I gave this face, you, I also met. I don't know if Chairman Jiang has any advice?"

This is already another form of eviction order.

Jiang Huiming paused, ignoring the polite words before, and said bluntly: "Xingzhou, then uncle will make it clear. I don't know what uncle did to make you dissatisfied, so that you are so rude to uncle's company. Take the trouble to go to war?"

Sang Qiao, who was sitting by the side playing with his mobile phone, was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously raised his head to look at Fu Xingzhou, then turned his head to look at Jiang Tong who was standing behind Jiang Huiming.

Coincidentally.

When Sang Qiao went to see Jiang Tong openly, he happened to bump into Jiang Tong who was peeking at him.

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao, who was particularly harmonious and friendly, smiled with a few teeth in front of Jiang Tong.

Jiang Tong: "..."

Jiang Tong turned his face away angrily.

The scene behind Jiang Huiming fell into Fu Xingzhou's eyes.

Fu Xingzhou withdrew his gaze and said coolly to Jiang Huiming: "Jiang Dong, forgive me for saying so bluntly, if I really make a big move, I'm afraid you won't have time to stand in front of me and talk to me today."

Jiang Huiming: "..."

Jiang Huiming was so angry that his breathing quickened a few beats, and even his beard seemed to be raised: "Fu Xingzhou, what do you mean?!"

Fu Xingzhou said coldly: "It means that I have already given you face for my mother's sake. But you still come to me to beg for it. You are really overwhelmed."

Jiang Huiming's face froze.

Fu Xingzhou reached out and picked the ornaments on the display cabinet, and his tone was faintly impatient: "Or do you think your face is big enough? Director Jiang, self-knowledge is the most important thing in a person."

Jiang Huiming: "..."

Jiang Huiming's old face couldn't bear it any longer, it turned completely dark.

He stroked his chest, gave himself a few breaths, and then said slowly: "Okay, Xingzhou. I know I shouldn't mention your mother, but you have to tell me, how did our company offend you? Now Jiangling Construction The capital chain of the large projects invested in is stagnant, and it will lose several million a day, Fu Xingzhou, the economy has not been better than before in the past two years, and Jiangling can't afford it!"

Fu Xingzhou said: "So?"

The corner of Jiang Huiming's mouth twitched fiercely.

Probably because Jiang Huiming didn't answer.

Fu Xingzhou added a rare patience: "Jiang Dong, since you brought Jiang Tong here, you must already know the reason, so why ask me again?"

Jiang Huiming: "..."

It was only today that Jiang Huiming found out that Jiang Tong and Sang Qiao were not in harmony.

The marriage between Fu Xingzhou and Sang Qiao is a secret that has not been circulated. The businessmen in their circle have only inquired about the marriage contract between Fu Xingzhou and the Sang family, but who is it, what does it look like, and which son of Sang Chongde is it? Neither is clear.

But this week, the capital chains of several projects of Zhou Jiangling Heavy Industry were broken one after another, and the originally negotiated investors suddenly withdrew their funds.

In addition, Jiang Tong complained at the dinner table when he came back with a sullen face after being dislocated.

Jiang Huiming finally belatedly asked a private detective to find a way to find out the relationship between Fu Xingzhou and Sang Qiao.

Then came today's visit.

Fu Xingzhou's methods in the commercial vanity fair are almost known to everyone, perhaps because he is young and has a bad background, his methods are far more ruthless than his grandfather Fu Zhong and his father Fu Zheng.

Jiang Ling Construction Investment is an old company, and Jiang Huiming doesn't want to mess with Fu Xingzhou.

Although Jiang Huiming still doesn't understand why the discord between the trainees of such a mere show is worth Fu Xingzhou's action.

But it was obvious that Fu Xingzhou had planned for a long time on this matter, so that the funds of Jiangling Construction Investment could be frozen so badly in a short period of time.

Now is obviously not the time to think about these issues.

Jiang Huiming had been an old fox in the shopping mall for decades, so he turned around and gave Jiang Tong a hard look: "You little bastard! Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Fu, and then apologize to Mr. Sang Qiao, classmate." You should get along well with each other! Don't take others around for a day, do you understand?"

Jiang Tong didn't know if he had already been beaten by Jiang Huiming at home, but now he lost his usual domineering arrogance, walked up to Jiang Huiming without saying a word, and bowed under Fu Xingzhou's eyelids: "Director Fu, I'm sorry."

Then she turned to Sangqiao: "Sangqiao, I'm sorry."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao was startled.

In fact, there have been many people who treated him badly in this world.

There was the owner of the vegetable shop who kicked him to let him go when he was hungry when he secretly went to the vegetable market to pick up dry steamed buns when he was hungry, and there was the contractor who said he was a child laborer and could not pay him after working on the construction site for a whole week. Also, after he entered the entertainment industry, he deliberately let him play dirty and icy pool actors more than a dozen times.

I don't even bother to remember each one of them when I reach Sangqiao.

But no one ever apologized to him.

Later, he thought over and over again, maybe he deserved it.

Sang Qiao stopped the hand that wanted to secretly take the snacks on the table, but he was still a little uncomfortable for a while.

However, Fu Xingzhou slightly raised his eyebrows: "That's it?"

Jiang Huiming's heart sank suddenly.

Fu Xingzhou took a look at Jiang Huiming, and said in a deep tone: "It seems that Chairman Jiang still doesn't understand what your grandson has done. It's okay, I can tell you one by one."

"First, in the first episode of Sangqiao's program recording, Jiang Tong insulted Sangqiao on the Internet by buying trolls, saying that Sangqiao was cheating on other trainees' popularity and posting maliciously."

Fu Xingzhou's voice was flat, but extremely cold, "Second, Jiang Tong deliberately targeted Sang Qiao during the program practice, and repeatedly misspoken. Third, the source of all the black material and marketing accounts of Sang Qiao on Weibo They are all from Jiangtong."

Fu Xingzhou paused, and said slowly: "There are so many items listed, Jiang Huiming, don't you think Jiang Ling Jiantou deserves to die?"

Jiang Huiming: "..."

Speaking of which, Jiang Huiming really didn't know.

People at his age don't pay attention to Weibo and entertainment gossip at all, they just think that Jiang Tong and Sang Qiao are just ordinary people who don't have a good relationship.

Although he didn't understand what black material or marketing account Fu Xingzhou was talking about.

But just by hearing Fu Xingzhou's tone, Jiang Huiming knew that this matter might not be so good.

The old man who was about to be seventy suddenly lost his footing and shook twice.

Jiang Tong hurriedly reached out to help.

Jiang Huiming shook off Jiang Tong's hand abruptly, panting heavily with anger.

Then, he slapped Jiang Tong on the face.

"Go away! I don't have a grandson like you!"

The Jiang family's education concept was also old-fashioned. Jiang Tong was slapped hard by Jiang Huiming and took two steps back. He opened his mouth, but did not dare to refute.

Jiang Huiming walked tremblingly in front of Sangqiao, bent over with old arms and legs, and was about to bow to Sangqiao at ninety degrees.

Sang Qiao was so frightened that he jumped up and hurriedly supported the old man: "No, no, no, no, grandpa, it's really useless. Come on, stand up straight first, I'll go and talk to Fu Xingzhou, I'll go and tell him!"

With difficulty, Sang Qiao straightened Jiang Huiming's heels, trotted over a few steps, hugged Fu Xingzhou's arm, and waved to him: "You lower your head!"

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Fu Xingzhou sighed, and pulled Sang Qiao back into his arms, "What's wrong?"

Sang Qiao leaned close to Fu Xingzhou's ear: "Well...well, let's just forget about it. The old man looks a little pitiful, let them go back."

Fu Xingzhou: "Go back, why?"

Sang Qiao subconsciously looked back at Jiang Tong again.

Jiang Huiming's slap left a heavy fingerprint on his face, which turned his originally energetic face into a shriveled cabbage, making him look particularly sluggish.

Jiang Tong seemed to be aware of Sang Qiao's gaze, and turned his head to the outside, so that half of his swollen face avoided Sang Qiao's gaze.

Sang Qiao pouted, reached out and grabbed Fu Xingzhou's clothes corner: "Because he apologized to me."

then.

Sang Qiao's tone paused, and he raised his head and smiled at Fu Xingzhou as if a little embarrassed: "He is the first person to apologize to me, so let's not blame him, forget it, okay?"

The author has something to say: Fu Xingzhou: Dirty words, the first time my wife was robbed by others... Apology.

Fu Xingzhou: I should have come to bed more times if I knew it earlier. Anyway, I just need to apologize to my wife after getting up, huh.