Chapter 134.2 (1/2)

”Fortunately, sister Yu didn't go out with her, otherwise she had to be squeezed out of shape!” Liang Yi looks at the reporters who are still outside the car with a happy face.

Smell speech, Xin Ze Zhao just lightly lifted the eyelid, lightly glanced at Liang Yi one eye, in the heart seem to have what fleeting pass.

Not only is Xin's enterprise besieged, WY group's door is also surrounded by a group of crazy and persistent reporters.

As soon as Fu Fu got out of the car from outside to discuss his work, there were countless cameras and microphones facing him. In the face of the problem called guessing but affirming, Fu Fu Fu walked into the company with disgust.

”That's ridiculous!” As soon as Fu Fu entered his office, he threw his coat angrily. ”Check it out! Go and find out where Zhou Yi is now! ”

”All right.” As soon as he heard the order, the assistant immediately turned around and left, constantly using his power to find Zhou Yi in Fu Fu's mouth.

”Fu Dong!” The secretary with beautiful appearance and good figure came to Fu Fu's face with the materials and elegant small steps. ”Zhao Bureau of the Public Security Bureau said that he would send someone to the company to check the situation in the afternoon.”

”Zhao bureau?” Fu Fu narrowed his eyes suspiciously, then gave a smile like he was relieved, ”if it's him, it's much easier.”

”You arrange it, and I'll check with the people of the Public Security Bureau in the afternoon.”

”OK, Mr. Fu. Then I'll deal with the work first. ” The secretary left softly, leaving Fu Fu with an unpredictable face and pondering in situ.

His round face squeezed his facial features together. His thick lips and narrow eyes revealed his ruthless nature.

”Er Ya!”

Gusts of sea breeze blowing, the girl's White Chiffon Skirt then fluttered up, gently and quietly will face next to the broken hair don't to the ear, follow the sound looking back.

Transparent bright eyes flicker, full of laughter, sweet call: ”aunt LAN.”

The middle-aged woman with simple clothes and hair came to the girl in a hurry, slightly pursed her dark lips, and some dry hands worried about her long-term work pulled up the girl's delicate and white hands.

”Er Ya, it's windy here. You had a headache before, but it can't blow. Go home with your aunt to have a rest.”

The girl had no choice but to smile, but her eyes and eyebrows were full of warmth. ”Aunt LAN, it's OK. I've been stuffy in the room for a long time, so I want to come out and blow. Maybe I can think of something.”