Before he finished speaking, Dong Yiqing immediately felt two restless hands like loaches. She was embarrassed and annoyed for a moment, and wanted to push Zhang Yingfei away.

Her height is comparable to Zhang Yingfei (maybe Dong Yiqing is one centimeter taller). Although Zhang Yingfei is a male, Dong Yiqing is not the kind of petite and powerless girl. Dong Yiqing, who was ruthless, finally pushed Zhang Yingfei out.

One meter away.

Under the influence of alcohol, Zhang Yingfei became particularly angry. He roared, stepped forward and hugged Dong Yiqing again, and kissed Dong Yiqing's face at the same time, constantly saying, "I will teach you step by step,"

Yes, I will…”

"Mr. Zhang!" Dong Yiqing shouted loudly while pushing, "Mr. Fang will come back from the bathroom immediately..."

"You don't have to lie to me anymore," Zhang Yingfei grinned and drooled. "I saw it. The lights in her office were not on. How could she come back? Don't..."

The two pushed and shoved, and the stack of contracts was hit on the ground by the two.

Dong Yiqing suddenly exclaimed: "Mr. Fang, you are here!"

Zhang Yingfei said unexpectedly: "I don't know you still like lying so much."

A female voice said coldly behind him: "She didn't lie to you."

Zhang Yingfei was stunned, slowly turned his head, and immediately saw Zhang Yingfang's verdant face. He looked shocked and said in surprise: "Why are you here?" At this moment, all he was thinking about Fujino's words to him in the afternoon: Tonight

He will have a good chat with Zhang Yingfang.

"Or where should I be?" Zhang Yingfang asked back.

20:50 pm.

Zhang Yingfang walked into the Golden Wave Bar. After telling her name to the waiter, the waiter took her into a private room.

Fujino wore a dark brown suit this time. He stood up from his seat, spread his arms and said kindly: "Welcome to you."

But Zhang Yingfang neither hugged him nor sat down. Instead, she looked at him and asked directly: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Let's sit down and talk," Fujino seemed to be not surprised at Zhang Yingfang's reaction. He sat back on the chair and pressed the button on the table. Soon, an Asian-faced waitress walked in with the menu.

The private room.

"What do you two need?" she asked with a smile.

Fujino signaled the waiter to hand over the menu to Zhang Yingfang, but Zhang Yingfang shook her head and refused, "I won't eat it. Give it to him."

The waitress had to hand over the menu to Fujino. Fujino said without even looking at it, "Then you need two No. 7 packages."

"One portion." Zhang Yingfang corrected.

The waitress looked at Fujino helplessly, and Fujino waved her hand, and the waitress stepped back out of the private room.

"This tea is very good. I brought it from Japan specifically." Fujino poured a cup for Zhang Yingfang and himself, but Zhang Yingfang just glanced at the teacup and had no intention of drinking it.

"Don't you try it?" Fujino asked knowingly when he saw that Zhang Yingfang didn't drink it.

"No need, I don't have any good feelings for this kind of sleep-enhancing tea." Zhang Yingfang said in a sarcastic tone.

"I think there may be some misunderstandings between us that need to be clarified."

"Is that so? Why don't I know there is a misunderstanding between us?"

"Last time it was an accident. I was old and mixed my medicine bag with tea bag, which caused you to sleep. I'm sorry. So I want to invite you to dinner and apologize to you."

"Is this the case for you to ask me to come?" Zhang Yingfang turned around and walked out, "I have a good intention, so there is no need to eat."

"Your father should have arrived in Frankfurt, right?" Fujino suddenly said, "But you don't know where he went."

Zhang Yingfang's heart sank, stopped, turned slowly, stared at Fujino's face firmly, waiting for him to say the following words.

Next to a parked BMW outside the restaurant, reporter Antoni took a high-end camera and took a snap of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the private room, taking pictures of the scenes of the two meeting.

At this time, the waitress placed a plate of set meal neatly in front of Fujino, and then stepped back with a smile.

After the waitress went down, Zhang Yingfang asked, "What do you mean?"

"Your father is old and he may have any accidents at any time. He should hand over the future of this family to a young family member as soon as possible."

Zhang Yingfang felt a sudden sensation all over her body, and she gritted her teeth and said, "This is our business and has nothing to do with you."

"I just put forward my personal opinion. For the better development of your company, of course, it is also for my company. After all, our two families still need to cooperate for a long time. But..." Fujino changed his tone, "You are not

It is suitable for taking over the future of your family. Please be honest, your brother is the real candidate."

"The real candidate?" Zhang Yingfang suddenly laughed, "It seems that Mr. Fujino is not only interested in the management of our family, but also has a lot of considerations for our family's future."

"It's not interesting, but our businesses need to take care of each other. If we rashly choose someone who can't do things, it will probably destroy the current good situation. Maybe it will also cause harm to our family. Especially the elderly,

He is so old, it would be bad if there is a mistake. Is it right?" Fujino said with a stern look, with a yin energy inside and outside.

Zhang Yingfang heard the hostility and threat in Fujino's words. Just as she was about to refute, the phone in her pocket suddenly rang. She glanced at it and it was a strange number.

“hello?”

"It's me." Zhang Quanfu's voice came from the phone.

Just as Zhang Yingfang was about to ask where he was, she suddenly saw Fujino listening with his ears on his back, and quickly changed his words: "Continue to talk."

"I'm downstairs of the company. You'll come here to find me later."

Zhang Yingfang glanced at Fujino: "I understand everything you said. I want to tell you something, too."

"What?"

"Don't worry about eating salty radish."

Fujino was stunned. Just as he was about to ask what he meant, Zhang Yingfang had turned around and walked out of the private room.

Just as she stepped out of the bar, she parked in the dark green Mercedes-Benz on the other side of the road, and a camera reached out from the window.

"Aren't you going to meet a customer tonight?" Before Zhang Yingfei finished speaking, a thin old man walked out from behind Zhang Yingfang. He walked to Zhang Yingfei in two steps, raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

The fan was both solid and loud, and the force was really strong. Dong Yiqing couldn't help but shouted in her heart, and she even felt a little pitiful to Zhang Yingfei.

Zhang Yingfei covered her face and looked at the old man blankly. He woke up most of the time. After a while, he whispered: "Dad..."

"Get out." Zhang Quanfu's tone was gloomy and his eyes were cold.

Zhang Yingfei's heart trembled, glared at Zhang Yingfang with resentment, nodded slightly at Zhang Quanfu, and left.

Zhang Quanfu walked to Dong Yiqing and said softly: "I'm sorry, girl, I scared you just now." After that, he turned his head and winked at Zhang Yingfang.

Zhang Yingfang understood and pulled Dong Yiqing aside and stuffed a card into her hand: "Don't sleep in the company tonight, this is my hotel room card. The hotel is the one on the corner across the street.

Royal Park'."

Dong Yiqing bowed to the two of them with gratitude. Just as she was about to leave, Zhang Yingfang suddenly said, "Don't forget your stuff."

Dong Yiqing turned around and Zhang Yingfei had just pushed Lis to her.

"This is what Zhang Yingfei... always gave it to me just now." Dong Yiqing quickly explained, "President Fang will give it to him tomorrow."

"The Rishi we gave here didn't get back. Just take it with you." Zhang Yingfang put the red envelope into her hand without saying a word.
Chapter completed!