Brother Qiang was shirtless, with circles of tattoos on his arms, and his original skin was almost invisible.

Even his face is covered with tattoos.

Although he was sitting there, you could still tell that he was very short, with short arms and legs.

This kind of people.

In the past, he wouldn't even be qualified to stay in the Wen family and be Wen Jinrong's driver.

But now.

But he became Wen Jinrong's God.

"How old are you?" Ever since Wen Jinrong walked over and sat down next to Brother Qiang, Brother Qiang has been touching Wen Jinrong all over.

"Nineteen." Although Wen Jinrong was disgusted by Brother Qiang's actions, he still pretended to be very satisfied and enjoying it.

Hearing that Wen Jinrong was only 19 years old, Brother Qiang was even more satisfied. He filled a glass with wine and handed it to Wen Jinrong, "Drink it!"

"Brother Qiang, I don't know how to drink."

Brother Qiang was not in a hurry. He just took out a stack of banknotes from his briefcase.

"Fuck it, and the money's yours!"

Seeing so much money, Wen Jinrong's eyes immediately lit up, just like a person in the desert who was extremely short of water saw a clear spring.

"Okay, Brother Qiang, I'll drink it right away."

Wen Jinrong picked up the wine glass and drank all the wine in one breath.

It's a cocktail that tastes really good.

Although this wine tastes good, it has a very strong aftertaste.

"Amilo really has a good alcohol tolerance!" Brother Qiang took out another stack of bills, "Another drink."

"Okay!" Wen Jinrong drank another glass.

After three cups, Wen Jinrong's face turned red and he felt a little dizzy.

But Brother Qiang continued to take out the money.

"No, no," Wen Jinrong pressed the empty wine glass, "Brother Qiang, I, I really can't drink anymore!"

If you drink any more, something bad will happen.

Although Wen Jinrong was a little drunk, he was very clear about the previous situation.

Brother Qiang smiled and took out a thick stack of banknotes from his bag.

"Amilo, are you sure you don't want to drink?"

When he saw the money, a greedy look appeared in Wen Jinrong's eyes.

She came to work at Mei Se just to make money.

Make a lot of money.

Now that you have come, you have come.

Why are you still pretending to be a chaste and heroic woman?

Wen Jinrong narrowed his eyes, "Drink, I drink! Brother Qiang, I, I will sacrifice my life to accompany you today!"

He drank one glass of wine after another, and in the end, Wen Jinrong didn't even know how much he had drunk!

Snapped!

In the last moment of his blurred consciousness, Wen Jinrong fell on the sofa.

No matter how people around her called her, she didn't respond.

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the other side.

After the seventh day after Mrs. Gu's death, Wen Xu, Fu Xingzhi and Mr. Gu boarded a plane back to City A.

Fu Xingzhi did not bring his assistant this time. In order to show off in front of Mr. Fu, he went to check in in person.

Looking at Fu Xingzhi's back, Old Man Gu patted Wen Xu's hand and said, "Xu Xu, seize the opportunity. Xiao Fu is a really good kid!"

Mr. Gu likes Fu Xingzhi from the bottom of his heart.

After spending so many days together, Mr. Gu felt more and more that this was a rare and good child.

"Okay, grandpa." Wen Xu nodded slightly.

Old Master Gu seemed to have thought of something and continued, "By the way, I heard that Old Master Fu hasn't been in good health recently. When we get to City A, I'll go see him with you! Speaking of which, his grandfather and I are old classmates!"

"Old classmate? Really?" Wen Xu was a little surprised.

"It's true," Mr. Gu nodded, "We were college classmates, but we didn't have much contact in class back then!"

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