When Li Qian's short video was sent, Fu Jishen was at a drinking party.

People in the private room exchanged glasses for drinks, and the atmosphere was very lively. Fu Jishen was the only one sitting at the main seat in the corner.

He was drinking ground mixed drinks, his head felt a little uncomfortable, his whole posture was very tired, and his action of picking up the phone seemed a bit absent-minded.

When you click on the video, the protagonist is the car you usually drive.

There are many cars in his garage, and this one feels the best to drive, but I didn't drive it today.

The cold and lazy mood in his body suddenly dissipated.

Fu Jishen threw the phone aside, and Qi Sheng, who was having a drink with someone, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qi Sheng drank more than him, but this person was nicknamed "Wine Barrel". He would drink no matter how hard he drank except for his face.

"What did you do?" He tapped his chin to indicate the short video being played inside.

As a result, after Qi Sheng stared at it for a few seconds, he showed off his cards nonchalantly: "It was me, just before the dinner! You came late, so I just had nothing to do..."

He himself felt embarrassed as he was talking, but suddenly the topic changed: "Your car is not shock-proof! How can it tremble like this with such a small amount?!"

"Are you a dog?"

Fu Ji was speechless for a moment, threw the car keys at him, and said with a cold expression, "I'll give you the quotation tomorrow."

Qi Sheng asked with a question on his face: "What do you mean?"

"Otherwise, do you think I can still drive that car?"

"..."

Qi Sheng probably never dreamed that a matter that could be solved in ten minutes would directly cause him an economic loss of five million. This was not something that could be earned by just negotiating a deal!

Before the meal was over, Fu Jishen took his coat and left first.

The assistant drove the car and waited at the door of the hotel.

Fu Jishen closed his eyes as soon as he got in the car, rested his elbows on the window edge, and slowly pressed his temples with his fingertips. This feeling would relieve the numbness and pain caused by alcohol.

Before he could reply to Li Qian's WeChat message, the other party sent a video without saying anything, as if waiting for his reaction.

Fu Jishen refused to reply. Not only did he not reply, he also turned off his cell phone.

He needs a good sleep.

The car drove to his large flat house in the city center. This is his home outside. In fact, he lives here most of the time and only returns to his old house occasionally.

Yesterday I took Li Qian back because he was drunk and he couldn't drive. Li Qian could. When the car stopped, it was at the door of the old house.

She helped him get out of the car and go upstairs. With extremely skilled hands, she untied his restraints. She thought he was quite drunk, but he was very sober.

This was not their first time, but it was quite an unforgettable one, so much so that he lost control several times along the way and almost hurt her!

In this kind of matter, he has always respected your will.

The process of forcing is very boring. Every time Li Qian's enthusiasm and initiative are a catalyst, catalyzing his usual aura of keeping strangers away, making them completely and completely integrated!

I have to say that she is a qualified "ally".

He is relaxed and well-organized, able to bend and stretch. He can't even be seen in person at ordinary times. When needed, he can appear in front of him with a WeChat message.

Li Qian waited for two days but had no news about Fu Jishen.

She didn't want to wait any longer.

Half past five.

Downstairs, employees filed out.

Li Qian stood on the seventeenth floor, overlooking the scenery below. The screen of her mobile phone was on, and there was the latest message she had sent, which was to Fu Jishen.

Li Qian: "Let's have dinner together tonight?"

Five minutes passed and the other party still didn’t reply.

When this person doesn't want to talk to anyone, he is extremely indifferent. One moment he is pressing you and refusing to let go, and the next moment he is a stranger.

Li Qian was a little discouraged. She thought that the two of them would make some progress. She spent the night at the home where he grew up, and his parents had met him. Compared to other women, she might be considered an exception.

But she still underestimated Fu Jishen's urinary nature.

Li Qian was not a troublemaker. He didn't reply, and she didn't send many messages. She just sat quietly at her workstation and worked overtime.

It was half past eight in the evening when Fu Jishen's call came in.

She has been working hard for three hours.

Fu Ji said concisely and concisely: "Come down."
Chapter completed!