After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

"It's you in the old house, not me,"

Fu Tingchuan's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water, and he scolded angrily.

"How do I know, did Shiwan find anything?"

"Yes, but,"

Hearing Fu Tingchuan's words, the man panicked even more.

"Before you do it, didn't you and your wife say that the drug will never be found out before it becomes poisonous?"

If it weren't for this, they wouldn't act recklessly.

"It is reasonable to say that this is wrong, otherwise, we would not take the risk of letting you do it,"

Fu Tingchuan frowned into the word Sichuan, and his expression was extremely cold.

"No matter what, you all have to calm down first, don't get caught before the matter is settled, as for other things,"

Having said that, he lowered his voice.

"Wait for my notice."

Before the voice fell, he hung up the phone.

Fu Tingchuan stood at the window and took out a cigarette to smoke, his eyes narrowed into a line.

Tomorrow is the day when he and Jiang Qingtong get engaged, and it is also the day when he officially turns over.

There must be no accidents! !

Thinking of this, he threw the unburned cigarette butt under his feet and crushed it, then turned around and walked back to the dressing room lounge.

"Wait for Miss Jiang to come out and tell her that I have something urgent to go back first, and I will pick her up later,"

While speaking, he picked up the coat on the side and left again.

"Drive, go to Madam's."

When Jiang Qingtong came out, he found that Fu Tingchuan had left, so he immediately called and scolded him again.

Then he casually threw the tried-on dress to the bodyguard.

"You wait for me downstairs, and I will go shopping by myself."

"This……"

The bodyguards were ordered by Mr. Jiang, and they didn't dare to let Jiang Qingtong, a troublesome aunt, out of their sight easily, and looked at each other with some hesitation for a while.

"how?"

Seeing their embarrassment, Jiang Qingtong immediately became furious.

"My words are useless?"

She lifted her foot and kicked one of the bodyguards' legs with her sharp high-heeled shoes.

"Get lost now! If you dare to say a word of nonsense in front of grandpa, I will prevent you from seeing the sun tomorrow!!"

"Yes,"

The bodyguards had no choice but to leave.

Jiang Qingtong looked at them with cold eyes.

What she hates the most now are the people sent by her grandfather around her.

It sounds like it's for protection, but it's actually for surveillance.

This leaves her with no freedom at all.

After making sure that the bodyguards had left, Jiang Qingtong turned around and walked into the elevator, taking out his mobile phone.

"I'll be there in five minutes."

-

Somewhere in Miaojiang on the other side.

"boom--"

The helicopter slowly landed on the extremely wide open space.

The rapidly turning propellers set off a huge wind and dust.

However, the people waiting not far away still stood where they were, not even daring to dodge.

Behind them, there are several Rolls-Royces with consecutive numbers.

Soon, the cabin door opened.

Four well-dressed mercenaries came out first and stood on both sides.

Immediately afterwards, a slender and tall figure walked out slowly.

The handsome and clear face was indifferent, calm and devoid of any emotion.

But if you look closely, you will find that those dark narrow eyes are full of bone-chilling chill.

The overwhelming sense of oppression around him made people dare not look directly at him.

A few people waiting not far away greeted him immediately.

The leading middle-aged man, that is, Fu Wenjie, immediately nodded and spoke respectfully.

"Master, the car is ready for you."

Fu Tingchen looked calm, and walked forward without stopping.

"What about people?"

"Someone has been sent to pick it up, and it will be there tomorrow night."

"Um,"

Fu Tingchen didn't say anything, and continued to walk forward with long legs.

"Master,"

Fu Wenjie took a few steps forward and helped Fu Tingchen open the door of the back seat of the car.

"I'll take you to the hotel."

Fu Tingchen raised his eyes, glanced at Fu Wenjie lightly, and then got into the car.

A line of cars drove towards the hotel.

"Boss Fu, this...snap!"

As soon as the assistant spoke, he was interrupted by Fu Wenjie raised his hand and slapped him.

"How many times have I told you? Do you want to kill me by calling me Mr. Fu?"

Where Fu Tingchen is present, no Fu family dares to use this exclusive title.

"Yes, my subordinates have remembered it and never dared to do it again,"

The assistant nodded repeatedly.

"Sir, my subordinates don't understand, why did this person come to us suddenly? He also specifically asked us to find some Miao people who are good at dispelling Gu?"

"Who knows,"

Fu Wenjie looked at the car in front, narrowed his eyes slowly, and said with a serious expression.

"However, I always feel that things are going to change in Kyoto, and we have to be more cautious."

He is a side branch of the Fu family, and he doesn't dare to think about the location of the capital. He just wants to keep the one-acre three-point land that he has worked hard for all these years.

At least, that's what I think now.

As for what will happen in the future, no one knows.

Inside the hotel room.

After standing in front of the window and smoking a cigarette, Fu Tingchen took out his mobile phone.

Dial the string of numbers that are so familiar that you can no longer be familiar with them.

However, the call was not answered until the automatic hang up.

He frowned slightly.

Where did you go late at night?

-

The same time, different space, staged different stories.

At this time, in the store of an international high-end luxury brand under Hexcel.

"Boss He—"

The person in charge nodded to He Yan with a respectful face.

He Yan didn't look at him, but turned to Qiao An and said softly.

"Does the style here meet your requirements? If not, we can change it.

Joan glanced at it, nodded and said softly.

"Just this one."

All she wanted was simplicity, and the simpler the better.

The design style of this house seems to be generous and simple.

Listening to the conversation between the two, the person in charge couldn't help but look up at Qiao An.

Mr. He never lacked women by his side.

These women are either popular entertainers or international supermodels... One is more beautiful than the other.

But even so, Mr. He had no patience to go shopping with them.

Today, he actually made an exception for this pretty and lovely girl with a fair face?

This is, for a change?

He Yanzhu looked at the person in charge, there was no smile in those peach blossom eyes.

"Have you seen enough?"

It was obviously a flat voice without any emotion, but it made the person in charge tremble.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. He,"

The person in charge immediately bowed his head and apologized.

"Have someone help this lady choose a suitable dress."

After He Yan glanced at him indifferently, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Joan, the coldness in his voice dissipated.

"Let's go in."

Joan nodded.

The two walked towards the living room inside together.

At this time, not far away.

"Lu Yan,"

Wen Jinran looked at the tall figure following behind him, frowning.

"You have to follow me when I go shopping, it's too much!!"