MTL - After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returned As a God-Chapter 12 Yu Xiheng: Get in the car

   Chapter 12 Yu Xiheng: Get in the car

If    Yuelan Jewelry and Jingcheng Real Estate were in the hands of Si Fuqing, they would be defeated within a year.

  Si Fuqing is a straw bag, and if the words are not perfect, then there is no way to manage the company?

   It will be useless if it reaches her hands.

   Mrs. Zuo agreed with this. She found Si Fuqing's mobile phone number and dialed it immediately.

When   Si Fuqing received the call, he was bargaining with the owner of the hardware store: "Boss, it's cheaper. Your pliers are a little rusted here. Five yuan doesn't prevent you from making money."

   The boss saw that the canvas shoes she was wearing were turning white, and it was a little girl again, and he waved his hand helplessly: "Go, go, take it away."

  Si Fuqing finally bought a bunch of tools with fifty yuan. The first bargaining gave her a sense of accomplishment.

   So when the phone rang, she picked it up without looking.

   "Si Fuqing, you'll be back later." On the other end of the phone, Madam Zuo spoke, condescendingly, "I have something to discuss with you at home, which has to do with your grandfather."

   "Want me to go there? Yes." Si Fuqing lifted his hair and smiled, "Please, I'll go back."

   There was a "bang dang" sound on the phone, and then it was cut off, turning into a series of "beep beep" sounds.

   Si Fuqing pulled the black number and said lightly, "That's all I can do."

   She put the phone in her pocket and narrowed her eyes.

  The Zuo family will let her go back at this time, it must be related to the will of the old man Zuo, I am afraid they have given her a lot of things.

   She suspected that Mr. Zuo did not die normally.

   But at the same time, he was also surprised, why Mr. Zuo treated her so well.

   She needs to find a reason to see the body of Mr. Zuo.

  Si Fuqing leaned against the wall and looked up at the sky, thinking about it. After an unknown amount of time, she heard a strange voice calling her: "Miss Si?"

   She turned back and saw a black car parked in front of her.

   The window rolled down and Feng San sat in the driver's seat.

   He saw a pile of hardware props behind Si Fuqing's back, including a hammer, and was silent for a second: "Miss Si, are you here?"

   "Oh." Si Fuqing sighed, "Looking at the scenery from sadness, I even wanted to sing a poem for a while. It's a sin."

  Fengsan: "…"

   "Don't worry about me." Si Fuqing waved at him, "Let me be sad for a while."

   Fengsan hadn't spoken yet, but the rear door opened.

  The man is tall and tall in a suit and leather shoes.

   He sat quietly in the inner seat, the mottled light and shadow fell on his straight nose bone, exuding a luxurious air, a dignity that was a little unreal.

  Yu Xiheng looked at her sideways, her voice low and powerful: "Get in the car."

  Si Fu tilted his head, and after two seconds, ran over happily and put the tools he bought into the trunk of the car: "Boss, you are so kind."

  It is a **** who has the advantage and does not take advantage of it.

  The fat sheep were delivered to the door, and it would be a sin if she didn't feed her again.

  The rear seat is huge, Si Fuqing sat on the other side, half a meter away from Yu Xiheng, but he could feel his strong presence.

   He had a very light moon night cinnamon on him, which was refreshing and pleasant, and he slowly wrapped her up.

   Like himself, low-key and mysterious.

   Yu Xiheng closed her eyes: "Do you have a job tomorrow?"

   "Ah? That's right." Si Fuqing pointed to the promotion on the advertising screen in front, "I'm here as a mentor."

  The advertisement screen is the promotion of "Youth", Lu Yan occupies the C position, followed by Xie Yu.

   After the photos of several popular trainees are played, it is the mentor group.

  Si Fuqing killed Matt's makeup and became a mudslide among the four mentors.

   Feng San's forehead jumped: "Miss Si, you don't take off your makeup when you go on the show?"

  Everyone can't wait to turn themselves into a fairy, why did they make themselves uglier and uglier when they arrived at Si Fuqing's place?

   "Don't take it off." Si Fuqing held his chin and said slowly, "Isn't it enough to make the boss pleasing to the eyes, will others give me money?"

  Feng San's expression changed, his heart raised in his throat, and he was afraid that Si Fuqing's person would be gone in the next second.

   Who knows, Yu Xiheng just opened her eyes and glanced at her a little, but didn't say anything.

indeed.

   Whether it is for Emperor Yin for 27 years or now, the beauties he has seen are not as good as Si Fuqing's.

  There is also a kind of magic in her body, two or three words can make him relax.

  Thousands of years have passed since that urgent war era, but his nerves are still tense up to now.

   But her remarks that day rarely gave him a good night's sleep.

   The promotional image was still playing on the advertising screen, and Si Fu snorted: "What are the crooked melons and jujubes now, even with such poor strength, you can enter the entertainment industry."

  Fengsan: "…"

   Is this scolding yourself?

  Si Fuqing looked at the fans who took pictures in front of the advertising screen and recalled her past.

   When she was playing at Glenn, the actors around her had to have acting skills and good looks.

   They are all busy honing their acting skills, how can I have the time to play pull and step marketing?

   It was an era of speaking with strength.

   Immortals fight, peak duel.

  Why did the Daxia entertainment circle not advance but retreat after she left for three years?

   has been experimenting for too long, and she really hasn't acted or sang for a long time, and she still misses it a little.

   "Boss." Si Fuqing suddenly turned his head, excitedly, "Can I sing you a majestic one?"

   Feng San, who was driving, wondered: "What is majesty? Battle song?"

  Yu Xiheng raised her eyes, her dark pupils were deep, her tone was indifferent, but she added a cold tone: "Drive well."

  Fengsan: "???"

  What did he do?

  Fengsan was surprised.

   He was driving with one hand, and the other hand carefully typed the words "majestic" on his mobile phone.

   I accidentally saw the sentence "I want to ask for more".

   A brilliant song.

  Feng San's face stiffened: "..."

   He silently put away his mobile phone and drove seriously.

  **

   After returning to the small apartment, Si Fuqing received a call from Zuo's house again.

   It was Zuo Xianyu who called this time. She said softly: "Fuqing, you can come back. It's really urgent. If it can be solved well, you can bring up the conditions."

   "Grandpa is going to be buried soon, and he doesn't want to see you so down."

  Si Fu tilted Erlang's legs, and a lazy smile spread across his lips: "Conditions, can I mention what you want?"

  The people of the Zuo family could not wait for her to die.

   I cut her wrist last time, but this time I can't cut her head?

   Zuo Xianyu is still gentle: "Yes, Fuqing, the family is waiting for you. If you are free, let's have dinner together tonight."

   Two or three sentences passed, the call ended soon, Zuo Tianfeng couldn't wait to ask: "How is it?"

   Zuo Xianyu frowned: "She agreed to come here."

   "Okay, Xianyu, you really succeeded in going out." Zuo Tianfeng was very pleased, "Get ready to give up the consent form for the inheritance. When she comes, let her sign it."

   Take the things from the Zuo family, is Si Fuqing also worthy?

   Feng San: Eternal Victim Tool Man

   Qingqing: I am favored!

   Yu Xiheng: Hmm

   Wow, you look at the role of the male protagonist in this book, the other three are incomparable to 2333

   (end of this chapter)