Jiang Shu slammed into something sharp, her eyes were bloodshot, she felt her head ached, she felt that she was falling down, and the voice in her heart couldn't stop - she couldn't get hurt, she still had important things to do.

But gradually, she completely lost consciousness.

"Jiang Shu!"

Financial Center.

"The latest news is that the Zhou family has increased the amount." The subordinate got up from the computer and walked to Fu Shiyan with a look of anxiety on his face. There is someone here, Mr. Fu..."

Fu Shiyan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the building in the distance, already thinking about it.

Liang Qiu narrowed his eyes, "It can't really be Wen's family."

Secretary Huo added, "It will be very difficult to add up all the funds we have prepared to fight against. If the crisis of confidence is not resolved, no bank is willing to lend, which means there is no way out..."

All the funds come from companies and private individuals. If all the funds are increased, it will be nothing but nothing.

"A Yan, any decision you make now must be cautious." Even Liang Qiu, under the high pressure for many days, was a little sluggish.

"Mobile phone." Fu Shiyan said suddenly, his face tensed.

Secretary Huo immediately handed it over. He unlocked the lock screen, but he didn't see Jiang Shu's missed call. He was a little surprised and understood that she was thinking of herself.

Quickly scrolling down from the call log, he made a call, and the people around him held their breath.

The phone was connected, and a vicissitudes of life came from a man's voice, "Shi Yan, it's so late, what's the matter?"

Fu Shiyan's face was gloomy, but his voice was filled with a smile, "Wen Dong, I remember a while ago, we just reached a cooperation intention, why are you stabbing me in the back at this time."

There was a smile, but it was very cold. Even Wen Jing couldn't hold back the surprise in his heart when he heard it.

"Shi Yan, I don't understand what you mean."

Fu Shiyan answered quickly, "Dong Wen, do you really not understand?"

There was silence for a moment, it seemed that the secretary had said something to him, and Wen Jing replied, speaking very slowly, full of treachery that only people in the mall have, "It's just an agreement, and there is no confirmed cooperation, Shi Yan, you are too anxious gone."

"It seems that Wen Dong wants to fight me to the death." Fu Shiyan pulled the corner of his lips, "But you are wrong, if I was really in a hurry, I shouldn't have let the Wen family turn around back then, what do you think?"

Fu Shiyan never mentioned it easily. This was the first time Wen Jing heard it, and he was inevitably taken aback. He pondered, "Just wait a moment."

The phone hung up for 3 minutes, during which Liang Qiu asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

Fu Shiyan didn't answer, and asked Secretary Huo, "How are the engineering matters resolved?"

"It has been reported. Although the superiors are angry, they see that we have a good attitude and agree to let us make up for our mistakes."

"Within half a month, minimize the negative impact of this matter, and no matter what, we can't let the outside world think that Fu's family is going to die."

"Yes."

Fu Shiyan lowered his eyes and stared at the phone in his hand. Soon, the screen lit up, and it was Wen Jing who called back.

He was not in a hurry to answer it, the ring rang for 40 seconds and hung up, Liang Qiu was a little impatient, "Aren't you going to answer it?"

"He will fight again."

"..."

Sure enough, ten seconds later, the phone rang again, and this time Fu Shiyan answered it.

"Wen Dong."

"Shiyan, Wen Yuan's high fever won't subside tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to give you an answer in this situation." Wen Jing said it simply and neatly.

Fu Shiyan squinted his eyes when he heard this.

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