From Xiangjiang Martial Arts in the 70s

Chapter 96 Fulfilling the Agreement
Fushun stood on the fence on the second floor and appealed to the crowd with the extra documents in his hand. No one in the factory workers on the first floor below knew Fushun, especially the factory manager was also below.

Fu Shun revealed his identity, and Fu Shun realized it when his eyes began to gather.

He can't speak at all, and it is very difficult to explain things clearly in front of so many people.

"I, in fact, want to make it clear to everyone."

Fushun caught a glimpse of Feng Chang below pointing at him, and he didn't know what he was cursing. Judging from the look on the other side's face, he probably wanted to drive him away.

"When I was young, I was just like everyone else. In fact, you are all my uncles and aunts." Fu Shun was embarrassed and didn't know what to say. It turned out that he had been laughing at those guys who only told poor stories, but it was himself.

Fushun didn't want to say how pitiful he was. His parents lived here, but he couldn't be called a filial son, and he didn't say anything about his family since he was born.

"When I say this, I just want to tell everyone that I am not a businessman. I just want to have my own business when I am young."

Fushun was dragged down from the second floor by Feng Chang and several people.

After Fushun's fuss, the people in the factory couldn't help wondering whether the bidding this time was tricky. Even Lao Liao, who had worked steadily for decades, also made a fuss. Everyone began to think seriously about this matter. .

Feng Chang waited for a long time but did not see Liu Yingying, no one came, and it was even more impossible to guarantee Liu Ying.

In the end, fearing the doubts of other shareholders, Fushun bid for the bid, and Feng Chang's plan fell through.

Fushun, who won his first victory, planned to entertain everyone, so he specially invited Lao Liao and Chang Sihu. At the dinner table, Chang Sihu tentatively asked, "Brother Shun, should we invite Brother Yun to come over?"

"It's okay, he's very busy all day, and this business has to go without him."

Chang Sihu tasted Fushun's words carefully, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

The second day after this incident, Wu Changyun took Ding Pei to Chang Sihu's office. Chang Sihu was trying to figure out the relationship between Fushun and Wu Changyun, when suddenly he heard someone knocking on the door.

"Enter!"

Seeing Wu Changyun push the door and come in with an excellent beauty beside him, this is the first time Chang Sihu has seen such a beauty.

The ones he usually comes into contact with, even if they are prettier, are at best younger sisters. The Ding Pei in front of him is the kind of sexy and mature beauty who can't find fault with showing off in every way.

"Brother Yun, who is this?"

Chang Sihu didn't dare to look directly at Ding Pei. This was probably Wu Changyun's new girlfriend. In this regard, Chang Sihu always felt that Wu Changyun looked sanctimonious.

"She came here to work."

"Brother Yun, don't make fun of me. What kind of work do I do? I'm steamed and exposed to the sun every day."

"It's okay. I'm here to work. Are you still short of manpower?" Ding Pei smiled politely.

At first, Ding Pei felt that Wu Changyun was really joking. Although she was not interested in doing odd jobs, if the odd jobs were linked to the roles in the new drama, then Ding Pei would become more motivated.

"Brother Yun, this is your girlfriend." Chang Sihu approached and whispered.

"He, he is just a little brother." Ding Bi curled his lips and said. Because of the previous joke, he actually let her experience life. Now Ding Bi's impression of Wu Changyun has also changed.

"Find her the most tiring job." Wu Changyun gave Ding Pei a blank look.

With Chang Sihu's repeated confirmation, the two went to the busiest street in Kowloon, where there were many people shopping and strolling around.

Ding Pei wasn't too wordy, he put on his apron and grabbed the long chopsticks, and started to say hello.

Surrounded by the frying pan, the temperature rose very high in no time. Ding Pei was sweating profusely from the heat, and kept wiping his forehead with his sleeve.

Wu Changyun was paying attention to the crowd. Unlike Wu Changyun, Ding Pei had been in the public eye for longer than Wu Changyun. In addition, she took off her mask so hot that people would often recognize Ding Pei on the street.

After a while, the food truck turned into a celebrity signing party.

"Help me solve it quickly."

Ding Pei's gloves were covered with a layer of golden oil, and he beckoned Wu Changyun to help her untie her apron.

Wu Changyun just stretched his hand to the opponent's back.

"Quick, quick, itchy."

Ding Pei rubbed Wu Changyun's hand with his back.

"Help me."

"where?"

Wu Changyun touched up from the bottom, and the people around him cast envious glances, but they were more confused about the relationship between the man wearing a mask in front of him and Ding Pei.

"Yes, it's there."

"you……"

Wu Changyun was a little speechless and Ding Pei's voice, this guy really didn't care about the influence of public places.

"What's wrong? Use some force."

"it is good."

Wu Changyun put some force on his fingers, and suddenly Ding Bi suddenly jumped up. He looked back at Wu Changyun with a surprised look on his face, as if he had seen a ghost.

"It's loose." Ding Pei murmured.

In the next period of time, she is likely to experience the feeling of being empty. Ding Pei stared at her chest, and as expected, with her slight movement, her clothes also shook.

"Do you want me to cover it for you?" Wu Changyun said, intending to unbutton his coat.

"Are you crazy, are you here?" Ding Pei gave Wu Changyun an angry look, but when he looked around, there was no public toilet or the like.

Wu Changyun covered Ding Pei back to the car. During this short distance, Wu Changyun was responsible for blocking the fans in front of him. There were still people with cameras in the crowd, who might be reporters from some newspaper.

In Hong Kong now, there may be two or three reporters popping up everywhere, which is not surprising at all.

Wu Changyun opened the car door for Ding Pei, but Ding Pei held Wu Changyun tightly.

"It's not suitable for me to go up."

"It's okay, just help me."

"Ok."

Wu Changyun was sitting in the driver's seat, and Ding Pei next to him was groping with his arms wrapped around his back, reaching into his shirt.

Wu Changyun snapped the rearview mirror, facing Ding Pei's position.

"What are you doing?" Ding Pei put his hands in his back clothes, tilted his head and looked at Wu Changyun and asked.

"Appreciate it, so stingy."

Ding Pei was amused by Wu Changyun, how could he be so aboveboard, a piece of Ding Pei's shirt was lifted, exposing the skin of his abdomen.

Ding Pei's waist is really thin, she is the kind who will deliberately maintain her figure. When they first met, Ding Pei's focus has always been on Wu Changyun's figure. People who work out are always inexplicably attractive.

"Have you had enough?" Ding Bi asked with a smile.

Listening to this tone, it was like teasing, Wu Changyun glanced at Ding Bi.

He always felt that Ding Pei was pretending to be mature in front of him. In terms of experience, he kept the memory of two lifetimes, which was much older than Ding Pei's real age.

(End of this chapter)