Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated

  Chapter 230 230: Do you believe in fate?

  In August 2010, Lin Jingzhou applied for a transfer to New Zealand.

  In September 2010, Zhao Ying was still in the position where you are, but she couldn't get any commercial cases, and it has been tepid.

  The Zhao family and the Lin family have been domineering in the capital market.

  The career is gradually booming.

  On the other hand, Fu Xiting, the Internet companies in his hands are gaining momentum day by day, resulting in a situation where he can't rest on New Year's Eve.

  Jiang Yi was letting himself go when a peanut was thrown from the window.

   Accompanied by Fu Xiting's words: "Little idiot, it's snowing."

  Jiang Yi wrapped the blanket around her body tightly, and hugged the cat tightly: "Just get down, I will freeze to death."

   "Don't all girls like snow?"

   "Maybe I have a gender problem!"

Jiang Yi stretched out his hand and plucked the cat's tail. The cat Yitian bought thought it was a shorthaired cat, but after raising it, it turned into a long-haired monster. Holding it in winter is like holding an electric blanket, but — also terribly annoyed.

  Fu Xiting snorted softly, but he didn't care as much as Jiang Yi.

   Turning his head and holding his mobile phone, he returned the New Year's greeting text message.

   As for Jiang Yi, she lay down on the sofa and let go of her thoughts.

  When I remembered something, I picked up my phone and sent a text message to Yi Tian. The tone was simple, happy new year, and I added a thank you.

   And Yi Tian's response was also very simple and rude: "Let's have fun, and thank you."

  As far as Yi Tian is concerned, in a sense, it is Jiang Yi who made her.

  If it wasn't for Jiang Yi, she wouldn't dare to think about what kind of person she is now.

   Will he still be alive in this world?

  Jiang Yi threw the phone back on the sofa and rubbed it down.

  In March 2011, Jiang Yi became a member of the Capital University Dongting talent plan.

  She jumped out of it as she wished.

   Because of this, he was moved out of the dormitory of Capital University.

  When Jiang Yi moved out of the dormitory of Capital University, Fu Xiting said thank you.

   This thankful voice made Wu Jiangbai and Guan Qing look at each other.

   It was probably the first time I saw Fu Xiting do this kind of operation. He could not live in a good big villa, but he ran to squeeze a single room.

  The day after Jiang Yi came out of the talent plan, the capital media began to make a big fuss.

   It is not advisable to declare that Fu Xiting's practice of spending a lot of money to be a beauty is not advisable.

   At the same time, there are also media teasing that nine talents bring a piece of trash, which is also a profit.

   It is self-evident who is the talent and who is the waste.

  After Jiang Yi moved out from Capital University, she slept for three days.

  Fu Xiting was scolded for three days, and he was scolded for three consecutive days because of the same thing - making this aunt sleep.

  On February 20th, Dongting Group assigned the people in the talent plan to various positions to focus on training.

   And Jiang Yi entered Jiangfu culture.

   This is the road Fu Xiting paved for her.

  On February 21st, Fu Xiting picked out a long pink dress for Jiang Yi in the morning, but Jiang Yi wanted to refuse.

  Fu Xiting's tone was firm: "In the color arrangement, pink ranks second, but it won't be the second forever."

   "It won't be long before we meet at the top."

  Jiang Yi stretched out his hand, but the skirt in his hand was about to enter the bathroom.

  Fu Xiting raised the corners of his lips slightly: "You are already at the top."

   "The title of Mrs. Fu is enough."

   "So, Fu Xiting opened a company for Jiang Yi?"

   "That's right! After all, everyone said so."

   "So rich and powerful? When did Director Fu do such a thing?"

   "That's why I say that the Jiang family is lucky. A bad deck of cards was forced to survive."

  Jiang broke away from the Jiang family. How many people liked him?

  Even if he sat in that position, everyone didn't necessarily treat him as an individual.

  These people in the capital are looking at the skills of the family.

   As for Jiang Chuan, although he is also a diamond king in the capital, among the many top companies in the capital, he can be regarded as an average at best. Now, thanks to the Dongting Group.

   "It's really a one-man journey to heaven."

   "Jiang Yi has the ability, whether there is Mr. Fu or not, she is very powerful."

   "So sure of her?"

   "Isn't she much better than that Jiang Si?"

"Jiang Si's brain doesn't know what it is. When we were in college, we all hugged each other to keep warm. Look at her, she formed a gang to hurt her family, and that Hao Qing, who didn't know that he was cut off. Lifeblood?"

  Beauty salons are full of people coming and going.

   What's more, this beauty salon is still owned by the Lin family, and everyone will come even if there is no need for it.

  Who wouldn't want to curry favor with them?

  In the rest area, a few rich girls of young grades were drinking with coffee cups.

  The lazy posture gives people a sense of casualness and indifference.

   "Jiang Yi is only a junior this year, so he won't go to school?"

  Someone glanced at the person who asked the question: "Have you never heard of Dongting Group's talent plan?"

"Director Fu donated one billion yuan to Capital University, and is committed to cultivating the talents needed by Dongting Group, but any industry involved in Dongting Group will do, not to mention Dongting Group's entry into Internet companies in the past two years. It’s a time when talents from all walks of life are needed.”

   "What does that have to do with Jiang Yi, an art student?"

   Someone smiled slightly, and brushed his nails in disdain: "This question is very good, don't ask it in the future."

  A newcomer has just joined a branch.

   Naturally, it will not attract the attention of the outside world.

   But it wasn't until Jiang Yi confronted Zhao Ying at the negotiating table that the storm in the capital about Jiang Yi started.

  For Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi himself, it has been a long six months.

  Can be for outsiders.

  Jiang Yi lived in seclusion for half a year without any news, but when he came out, he already had enough skills to sit at the negotiating table and confront Zhao Ying.

   This is certainly exciting.

   The flat-bottomed wind made waves.

   Waves disappeared for half a year.

   Everyone remembers the entanglement between Jiang Yi and Zhao Ying.

  On the negotiating table, Zhao Ying looked at Jiang Yi opposite, and a sense of fear and familiarity came over him spontaneously.

  She is Jiang Fu.

   This feeling came out when she first met Jiang Yi.

   "We don't accept Zhao Juan's proposal just now. We know better than anyone whether a price below the market price is profitable. Regarding this matter, I suggest Zhao Juan to do a market research."

  Jiang Yi's pen cap was lightly lit on the table.

   Looking at Zhao Ying with a crushing gaze.

   "The price given by the market research is this price, President Jiang, don't distort the facts."

   "Different suppliers of raw materials give different quality, and the quality determines the price. I'm afraid Zhao Juan's research has gone through the motions, right?"

  Jiang Yi's question made the people sitting beside him couldn't help laughing.

  Looking at Zhao Ying, he made another stab: "How about? Let's give the supplier's information to Zhao Juan. You can investigate and we'll talk?"

   "It's not in a hurry anyway."

  The boss has said this, and Jiang Yi has nothing to stay, so he packs his things and prepares to leave.

   Leave the conference room.

  Jiang asked his colleague to wait and went to the bathroom.

  When she was about to turn a corner, someone grabbed her arm, and the person who grabbed her arm was so hard that she wished she could break her arm.

   "Zhao Juan is this?"

  Zhao Ying's tone was stiff: "What is your relationship with Jiang Fu?"

   Back to the original question.

   At this time, Jiang Yi smiled calmly: "My senior sister, is also your former leader?"

  Jiang Yi grabbed Zhao Pan's wrist and pulled her claws away: "You said, what would happen if I beat you in this industry?"

  Zhao Ying sneered: "The guerrillas want to fight against the regular army? Are you worthy?"

   "Whether I deserve it or not is not up to you. Murderers are not qualified to judge others."

  Jiang Yi deliberately lowered his voice, watching Zhao Ying speak every word.

"What did you say?"

   "Don't you know what I said? Who in the entire capital doesn't know about this? It's just for your own father's sake, so don't say it."

  After Jiang Yi finished speaking, she pushed away Zhao Ying's shoulder and went into the bathroom.

   "After occupying the latrine, you found out that you have no face and anus. Don't you think it's a pity? Go back and persuade Mr. Zhao, if the family has the conditions, it is best to have more children."

  Jiang Yi's forward pace suddenly stopped, his neck raised slightly, as if he remembered something, he took out a photo from his coat pocket: "I wanted to give it to you last time, and I have never had a chance to meet."

   "Keep it safe, you're welcome, the address is on the back."

  When Zhao Ying saw the photo, he went crazy.

  In the photo, Zhao Zhen is hugging a boy, and sitting next to him is a woman who looks at him tenderly.

   Obviously, he has a second home outside.

   "Zhao Juan," a call from behind interrupted Zhao Ying's gaze, and she firmly grasped the photo in her hand and stuffed it into her pocket.

   He glanced at the person calmly: "Let's go!"

  Zhao Ying returned to the car, sat in the back, took out the photo from his coat pocket, held it in his hand and stared at it repeatedly.

  If there is nothing wrong with a wealthy family, it is not considered a wealthy family.

  She had heard people mention things about her own father several times in the social arena.

   But what if you hear it?

   Question?

   What qualifications does she have?

  Jiang Yi When she returned to the company this day, the person at the front desk stopped her.

   "Mr. Jiang, I have your package."

  Jiang Yi went to the front desk and took her package into the office.

  Using Guan Qing's words, Fu Xiting is quite particular about the location of Jiang Fu Culture Company.

  A valuable villa in the downtown area was converted into an office area.

  Two streets across is the business center.

  Not to mention, the traffic environment is excellent.

  Jiang Yi returned to the office, reached out and opened the blinds to let the warm winter sun shine in.

  Take off your coat and hang it on the hanger. When you unpack the package, you find a cheongsam inside.

  Before her death, Jiang Fu ordered a cheongsam to meet her parents.

   This cheongsam was taken away by Lin Jingzhou after her death.

  Now, it appears in front of Jiang Yi as a gift, with the words "return to the original owner" written on it.

  Jiang Yi was holding the card, and a line of flamboyant words on it made her feel very delicate.

  In August 2010, Lin Jingzhou contacted her.

   A few seconds after the call was connected, there was not much comment. Lin Jingzhou probably knew that an apology would not solve those things.

  He only said one sentence, supporting any decision she made.

  Jiang Yi didn't ask what any decision of this person included.

  Because it doesn't matter.

  Just as her thoughts were wandering, the card in her hand was taken away by a plain hand.

"Gift?"

  Fu Xiting's voice sounded softly behind him.

  Jiang Yi covered the box and put the things aside casually: "It's considered!"

  Fu Xiting glanced at the flamboyant characters on the card: "Male?"

  Jiang Yi was not guilty, but asked with a smile: "Then you are guessing, who gave it to you."

   "It doesn't matter," Fu Xiting casually threw the card in his hand into the trash can: "It's just a dying struggle."

  Jiang Yi clicked his tongue: "You are quite confident."

   "The national law gives me the self-confidence, eat first."

  At noon this day, Fu Xiting happened to be nearby, thinking that the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they had a light meal together.

  Jiang Yi had a rather comfortable time recently. Fu Xiting was on business trips every three days because of the Internet sector.

  The days when no one talks about it is really happy.

   It’s almost time to let yourself go comfortably.

   "Si Bo said to send Sihan to you,"

  The restaurant is not far from the company, one street and one end, Fu Xiting and Jiang Yi are strolling on the sidewalk.

  At the end of February in the capital, the wind was gusty, and Jiang Yi had a special constitution. He was afraid of cold in winter and hot in summer.

  Following Fu Xiting on the less than one kilometer road, he was wrapped in a coat, and it was good to have his neck tucked into a scarf.

   "The second ancestor? I don't want it."

  Jiang Yi responded to Fu Xiting's words while avoiding the pedestrians coming from the opposite side.

   Probably because he avoided too much, he almost bumped into the plane tree beside him. Fortunately, Fu Xiting pulled her quickly with his eyes and hands, and walked forward slowly with his arms around her waist.

   "Stay safe! Anyone who is inconvenient for you to scold, he can scold for you."

  Fu Xiting earnestly persuaded him.

   "Send a man to your wife, what do you think?"

   "A man?" Fu Xiting laughed, "Honey, it's not like I don't have this bit of confidence."

  Fu Xiting pinched Jiang Yi's waist with his fingertips: "The pool is big and the water is deep. Leaving a loach by the side can help you explore the way."

  The capital is the pond in Fu Xiting's mouth, and Sihan is the loach.

  In the capital, there is never a shortage of capable and resourceful people.

   "Are you afraid that I won't be able to walk?"

"in case."

  Fu Xiting is concise and to the point.

  A person walked towards him, looking a little dusty, looking down at his mobile phone without looking at the road.

  Fu Xiting had sharp eyes, hooked Jiang Yi's waist and pulled the belt to the side, but even so, he still couldn't avoid the man bumping into him.

  Jiang Yi frowned in pain, and a **** came to his lips, but was blocked by repeated apologies.

  The girl's familiar accent made Jiang Yi's pupils shrink sharply.

   "Wen Sirui?"

   "Jiang Yi?"

   The two recognized each other.

   are a little surprised.

   "I bumped into you, sorry."

   "It's okay, are you in a hurry?"

   "I made an appointment for an interview, and the time is coming up, so I'm in a hurry."

   "I'm sorry," the girl was of high quality, and she apologized repeatedly, making Jiang Yi take a few extra glances.

  She reached out and took off the scarf around her neck, took out a business card from her pocket and handed it to her: "If you need it, you can contact me, our company is just recruiting people."

  The latter was startled, apparently not expecting Jiang Yi to be like this.

   "Why did you give her a business card?"

  Fu Xiting's soft voice was blown into Jiang Yi's ears along the wind.

  The latter stretched out his hand and pulled the scarf up: "Do you believe in fate? People who should meet will always meet."

  (end of this chapter)