Before he finished speaking, Dong Yiqing immediately felt two restless hands like loaches. She was ashamed and annoyed for a moment, and wanted to push Zhang Yingfei away.
Her height is about the same as Zhang Yingfei (maybe Dong Yiqing is one centimeter taller). Although Zhang Yingfei is a male, Dong Yiqing is not that petite and weak girl. The furious Dong Yiqing finally pushed Zhang Yingfei one meter away.
Under the influence of alcohol, Zhang Yingfei became extremely angry. He roared and arrogantly stepped forward to hug Dong Yiqing again. At the same time, he kissed Dong Yiqing on the face and kept saying: "I will teach you step by step. Yes, I will..."
"Mr. Zhang!" Dong Yiqing shouted while pushing, "Mr. Fang will be back from the bathroom soon..."
"You don't have to lie to me anymore," Zhang Yingfei grinned and drooled. "I saw it all. The lights in her office weren't even on. How could she come back? Just don't..."
The two of them were pushing and shoving, and a pile of contracts clattered to the ground.
Dong Yiqing suddenly exclaimed: "Mr. Fang, you are here!"
Zhang Yingfei said unexpectedly: "I didn't know you liked to lie so much."
A female voice said coldly behind him: "She didn't lie to you."
Zhang Yingfei was stunned, slowly turned his head, and immediately saw Zhang Yingfang's livid face. He looked stunned and asked in surprise: "Why are you here?" At this moment, what he was thinking about was what Fujino told him in the afternoon: he would have a good chat with Zhang Yingfang in the evening.
"Otherwise, where should I be?" Zhang Yingfang asked.
20:50 in the evening.
Zhang Yingfang strolled into the Golden Wave Bar. After telling the waiter her name, the waiter led her into a private room.
Fujino wore a dark brown suit this time. He stood up from his seat, spread his arms and said kindly: "Welcome."
But Zhang Yingfang neither hugged him nor sat down. Instead, she looked at him and asked directly: "Is something wrong?"
"Let's sit down and talk," Fujino seemed not surprised at all by Zhang Yingfang's reaction. He sat back on his chair and pressed the button on the table. Not long after, an Asian-faced waitress walked in with a menu. Got a private room.
"What do you two need?" she asked with a smile.
Fujino signaled the waiter to hand the menu to Zhang Yingfang, but Zhang Yingfang shook her head and refused: "I won't eat it. Give it to him."
The waitress had no choice but to hand the menu to Fujino. Fujino said without even looking at it: "Then I want two sets of No. 7."
"One portion." Zhang Yingfang corrected.
The waitress glanced at Fujino helplessly. Fujino waved her hand, and the waitress walked backwards out of the private room.
"This tea is very good. I brought it here from Japan." Fujino poured a cup for Zhang Yingfang and himself, but Zhang Yingfang just glanced at the tea cup and had no intention of drinking it.
"Don't you want to try it?" Seeing that Zhang Yingfang refused to drink, Fujino asked knowingly.
"No need, I don't like this kind of tea to help you sleep." Zhang Yingfang said in a mocking tone.
"I think there may be some misunderstandings between us that need to be clarified."
"Really? How come I didn't know there was a misunderstanding between us?"
"It was an accident last time. I was old and mixed up my medicine bag and tea bag, which caused your drowsiness. I'm sorry. So I want to treat you to dinner and apologize to you."
"Is this why you asked me to come?" Zhang Yingfang turned around and walked out, "I accept it with all my heart, so there's no need to eat."
"Your father should have arrived in Frankfurt, right?" Seeing Zhang Yingfang about to leave, Fujino suddenly said, "But you don't know where he went."
Zhang Yingfang's heart sank, she stopped, turned around slowly, her eyes fixed on Fujino's face, waiting for him to say the following words.
Next to a BMW parked outside the restaurant, reporter Antoni took a high-end camera and took pictures through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the private room, taking pictures of the meeting between the two.
At this time, the waitress neatly placed a plate of set meals in front of Fujino, then withdrew with a smile.
After the waitress went down, Zhang Yingfang asked: "What do you mean?"
"Your father is old and he may have an accident at any time. He should hand over the future of this family to a younger family member as soon as possible."
Zhang Yingfang felt a thrill all over her body. She gritted her teeth and said, "This is our family's business and has nothing to do with you."
"I'm just putting forward my personal opinion. For the better development of your company, and of course for my company. After all, our two families will continue to cooperate for a long time. But..." Fujino changed the topic, "You don't Suitable to take over the future of your family, please forgive me, your brother is the real candidate."
"The real candidate?" Zhang Yingfang suddenly smiled, "It seems that Mr. Fujino is not only interested in the management of our family, but also has a lot of considerations about our family's future."
"It's not that we are interested. It's just that our two businesses need to take care of each other. If you rashly select someone who can't do things, I'm afraid it will destroy the current good situation. It may also cause harm to your family. Especially the elderly. You are so old, it would be bad if something happened. Right?" Fujino said solemnly, with a sinister tone in his words.
Zhang Yingfang heard the hostility and threat in Fujino's words. Just as she was about to refute, the cell phone in her pocket suddenly rang. She glanced at it and saw it was an unfamiliar number.
"hell?"
"It's me." Zhang Quanfu's voice came from the phone.
Zhang Yingfang was about to ask where he was when she suddenly saw Fujino who was listening with his ears pricked up and quickly changed his words: "Keep talking."
"I'm downstairs in the company. Come and find me later."
Zhang Yingfang glanced at Fujino: "I understand everything you said. I also want to tell you something."
"What?"
"Don't just eat carrots and worry about it."
Fujino was stunned, and just as he was about to ask what he meant, Zhang Yingfang had already turned around and walked out of the private room.
Just as she stepped out of the bar, a lens stuck out of the window of the dark green Mercedes parked on the other side of the road.
"Aren't you going to meet clients tonight?" Before Zhang Yingfei could finish his sentence, a thin old man walked out from behind Zhang Yingfang. He walked up to Zhang Yingfei in two steps, raised his hand and slapped her.
This fan was solid and loud, and the force was really quite strong. Dong Yiqing couldn't help but shout in her heart, she even felt a little sorry for Zhang Yingfei.
Zhang Yingfei covered her face and looked at the old man blankly. She was mostly awake from the wine, and after a long while, she whispered: "Dad..."
"Get out." Zhang Quanfu's tone was sinister and his eyes were cold.
Zhang Yingfei trembled in his heart, glared at Zhang Yingfang resentfully, nodded slightly to Zhang Quanfu, and walked away.
Zhang Quanfu walked up to Dong Yiqing and said softly: "I'm sorry, girl, I scared you just now." After saying that, he turned to Zhang Yingfang and winked.
Zhang Yingfang understood, pulled Dong Yiqing aside, and put a card into her hand: "Don't sleep in the company tonight. This is my hotel room card. The hotel is the one on the corner across the street." Royal Park'."
Dong Yiqing bowed gratefully to the two of them, and just as she was about to leave, Zhang Yingfang suddenly said: "Don't forget your things."
When Dong Yiqing turned around, the money that Zhang Yingfei had just forced on her came into view.
"This is what Zhang Yingfei... gave to me just now." Dong Yiqing quickly explained, "Mr. Fang, please give it back to him tomorrow."
"We didn't get back the goodies we gave out. Just take it." Zhang Yingfang stuffed the red envelope into her hand without any explanation.
Dong Yiqing took the red envelope and walked out of the company door as if in a dream.
