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

"Um,"

Fu Tingchen's thin lips curled slightly, and his long and narrow eyes were bottomless.

"I didn't notice that Mr. Meng is here."

He wouldn't naively think that Fu Tingchen really only saw himself now.

Meng Xianghui's expression froze slightly, but he returned to normal in an instant.

"The dog has no eyes, and accidentally offended Mrs. Fu,"

He got up and held the teacup, and handed it to Fu Tingchen with a bow, his attitude was as humble as dust.

"I'm here to make amends on behalf of him and Mr. Fu, and I also ask Mr. Fu to have a lot of hands, and to spare his life."

If usual.

Asking Meng Xianghui to bow and offer tea to a junior who was about the same age as his son, he couldn't bear this face no matter what.

But the other party was Fu Tingchen, the heir of the Fu family who controlled half of China's economy.

Everything is not so unacceptable.

Fu Tingchen leaned on the back of the chair with his long legs crossed.

He stretched out his bony hand, but instead of taking the tea Meng Xianghui handed over, he picked up a cigar and lit it.

The gray-white smoke rose gently, and then slowly dispersed.

Show the man with a somewhat casual handsome face in front of everyone.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Mr. Fu and Mr. Jiang continued to drink tea, with faint smiles on their faces, as if they hadn't seen this scene.

Jiang Qingtong looked at Fu Tingchen intently, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

Embarrassment flashed across Meng Xianghui's eyes.

But the hand holding the cup tightly did not dare to relax in the slightest, and even the waist did not dare to straighten up.

Seeing this, Mrs. Meng frowned and spoke anxiously.

"Mr. Fu, our Meng family apologized with sincerity. What do you mean?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Qingtong frowned first, looking at Mrs. Meng with displeasure in his eyes.

"What is Madam Meng's attitude? If you know it, you will say that you are here to apologize, but if you don't know, you will think that you are here to Xingshi to ask questions."

It was not for the Meng family that she asked her grandpa to come here.

Mrs. Meng still thought that Jiang Qingtong was on her side, and she was taken aback immediately when she said that.

The eyes are involuntarily looking at Fu Tingchen.

"I,"

The moment he met those deep black eyes, his body seemed to be pressed against a mountain, and even breathing became difficult.

"Boss Fu...I didn't mean that..."

What a fool! !

As early as when Mrs. Meng spoke, Meng Xianghui's heart skipped a beat, and now he couldn't help but give Mrs. Meng a warning sideways glance.

"I'm really sorry for Mr. Fu. My wife is also worried about Xiao Yu too much. Please don't blame her."

"Um,"

Fu Tingchen retracted his eyes lightly, and took the teacup from Meng Xianghui's hand.

"President Meng, please sit down."

"Yes,"

Seeing the tea being served, Meng Xianghui was overjoyed and sat down on the sofa again.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu, thank you, Mr. Fu."

He immediately handed the contract with the official seal of the Meng Group to Fu Tingchen in front of several pieces of paper in his hand.

"This is a small gesture from our Meng family. It's a shock to Mrs. Fu, and please accept it with a smile."

It's a small idea, but there are still 5000 million.

Madam Meng felt distressed in her heart.

But thinking of getting his son's life back, he could only endure it, pretending not to care.

"Boss Meng thought,"

Fu Tingchen looked at the numbers on the contract, with an unclear smile on the corner of his mouth.

"A mere 5000 million yuan can suppress my wife's fright?"

He picked up the contract with his slender fingers and leaned the cigar against it.

"If this matter gets out, wouldn't the capital be able to spend 5000 million people to bully her?"

Soon, the contract was reduced to ashes in the eyes of several people.

Of course, the face of the Meng family was burned together.