Chapter 877 (2/2)

So

"Has the Zhao family recently gone bankrupt or been bought by the Fu family?"

Zhao Xinchen held his hands in his lower abdomen and stood shivering in place.

"It was ordered in the name of his friend. He was a big man. My father had to give three cents of thin noodles when he saw it, and Fu birong gave double the price." speaking of this, Zhao Xinchen laughed with dogleg, "I don't think it's a fool to make money, and I think you hate Fu birong so much, so we should kill him."

That makes sense.

"Yes, more and more sensible."

Zhao Xinchen cried with joy, "thank you for your praise. This is what I taught!"

Fu birong Shengjing is also a celebrity. Many people want to marry him, and their own conditions are excellent.

But Yan Jinyi thought he couldn't even compare with Zhao Xinchen's second ancestor.

Today, he seems to have deliberately dressed up and sat at the table. It's really nice.

Seeing Yan Jinyi, Fu birong immediately raised a smile, "Miss Yan, please sit down."

"It's my house, master Fu. Sit down." Yan Jinyi, with a shelf, sat gracefully at the farthest position from Fu Bairong.

"Does Miss Yan have to be so wary of me?"

He lifted his eyelids and Yan Jinyi yawned lazily. "Don't talk nonsense. What do you want to do with me? I'll give you three minutes to calculate the money beyond."

Fu Bairong went straight to the subject, "Miss Yan, I have said it on the phone. I doubt we knew each other a long time ago."

"In the 21st century, the Qing Dynasty has perished! The Olympic Games have been gone for a long time! Wake up, young master Fu. You can't be refined after the founding of the people's Republic of China."

"Miss Yan, don't rush to object. Recently, I always have the same dream. I believe what that dream will tell me. Miss Yan, if we were destined to be husband and wife in our previous life and even agreed on this life, would you still give me a chance?"

Yan Jinyi finally couldn't help rolling his eyes, "neuropathy, you look like a human model. How can your IQ be like fun?"

Fu Bairong was not angry. Since he began to dream, his sister felt like a knife when she thought of Yan Jinyi.

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