On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

Fu Wan came to report as scheduled.

He looks fair and speaks politely. Many colleagues like him. Jiang Shu showed him a brief tour of Fu's, which attracted countless questions.

——Who is this.

In the tea room, Jiang Shu handed Fu Wan a glass of water, "We will work together in the future, please give me your advice."

Fu Wan's department is not in the design department, but venture capital, he took it with a smile, "Thank you sister-in-law."

Jiang Shu was startled, "Don't call it that next time, call it a professional title in the company."

Fu Wan was noncommittal.

But in the next few days, when Jiang Shu came to Fu's, there would always be a cup of hot coffee on the table.

Xiao Chen also didn't understand: "It's not me."

On a whim, I went to check the surveillance, only to find out that it was Fu Wan.

She taped a sharp note on her desk the next day: I don't drink coffee in the morning, thank you.

Sure enough, there was no hot coffee the next day.

There was a bit of chaos that day, Jiang Shu was having a meeting in the conference room, and Fu Wan was there, so he took over the nail-biting business.

The front desk suddenly rushed in, stammering: "Director Jiang... There are people looking for you outside!"

Jiang Shu gave her a calm look, "Who?"

The receptionist shook his head, but his expression was very exciting, "I don't know you, but he called for you by name, and in his hand..."

Fu Wan walked to the door and wanted to take a look, but at this moment, a group of people screamed outside, and then a knife appeared in front of him, and she froze all over.

The receptionist finished speaking weakly: "...there is a knife."

Jiang Shu realized something was wrong, got up and walked over, and a face behind the knife slowly appeared in front of him.

It's a man, wearing a black leather jacket and loose jeans, with a cheap cigarette dangling from his mouth, with a cropped cut and earrings on his ears, he looks like any hot male star nowadays, but it's a low profile version Yes, this face has been exposed to the wind and the sun, and it is full of vicissitudes.

They look alike, but they are all ruined as soon as they are exported, "Which of you is Jiang Shu?"

Fu Wan had never seen such a rude man. The sharp knife hurt her eyes against the light, and she dared not move.

Jiang Shu pulled Fu Wan away in silence, "I am."

"Damn it." The other party spat, grabbed Jiang Shu's arm, and approached with a knife, "You don't give us money and want our land?"

It should be the family members of Nail House.

Jiang Shu looked at him for a long while, and then uttered a sentence: "You are Mo Yi?"

She has read the information of each household, and one of the sons of the family went abroad to study in that year. Of course, "study" is a more polite term. He spent the family's money and wandered around at this age. Now something happened at home. The ancestor finally knew that he was back.

The reason why Jiang Shu was impressed with him was because he was a prodigal, and there were not many prodigals from poor families.

Mo Yi put the knife on Jiang Shu's neck and gritted his teeth: "What do you say!"

At this moment, someone screamed and glared at the uninvited guest.

Fu Wan became more anxious and flustered, dropped the phone to the ground, and tried to comfort Mo Yi while picking it up: "Don't get excited... Do you want money? We have... Don't move it."

Jiang Shu got close, looking at Mo Yi with deep eyes.

She stared at him and said to Fu Wan, "Don't tell your brother, I can solve it."

Xiao Chen couldn't understand: "What! This knife..."