The domineering president meets her

Chapter 77 Going back on one's word

After Ye Yiyun left the presidential suite yesterday, his mind was full of questions. This afternoon, he finally couldn't hold it in anymore and called Fu Shi to make an appointment at the Grand Rich Hotel under his name.

The thirty-third floor is a high-end dance hall reserved for the rich.

Ye Yiyun walked over with his arm around the waitress who was wearing a miniskirt.

Looking at the cold man on the sofa, the beautiful ladies beside him were frightened and huddled aside. They were so angry that they said unhappily, "Shishi, today is my birthday, can't you show some support and smile?"

"I'm not a jokester."

"I told you, no matter who you are, don't hang out with someone like you. There's no romance at all." Ye Yiyu said pretentiously.

Glancing at him who was silent, she began to think again, "I really admire you. You can keep a sullen face even with so many beautiful women accompanying you."

"No blessing to endure."

Ye Yiyun looked reluctant and reluctantly dismissed those ladies.

"To die under the peony flowers is to be a romantic ghost. You have lived so long in vain."

"Don't worry, no matter what, I will definitely outlive you. Otherwise, who will take care of your affairs after your death when you have syphilis?"

After hearing these words, Ye Yiyun's brain short-circuited for about ten seconds.

"You keep talking nonsense every day."

"Thanks to you, Mr. Ye. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." The other party was already very impatient.

"Hey, hey, hey, stop it! Shishi, you are so heartless! Aren't you grateful at all for me indirectly helping you and her yesterday?"

Seeing that the other party was in a state of confusion and didn't speak properly, Ye Yiyun started to tease him.

But he just didn't say anything. He suddenly realized something and made a bold guess: "You came to see me today because of Miss Su?"

The other person stared at him with eyes as dark as ink, which made him feel uneasy: "Oh, I am afraid of you.

Is she the woman in the bar whom you took to bed that night?"

"She is your subordinate?"

"No."

"Can you spend my birthday with me now?"

"I'll ask someone to make up for the birthday present tomorrow."

Fu Shi didn't stand up, but sat aside, clicking the lid of his lighter back and forth.

Ye Yiyun's Bagua fire went straight to the top of his head, as if it had opened up his six meridians; if he didn't find out something today, he would suffocate to death and would not see the sun tomorrow.

"I was wondering why you had to carry her to the hospital in person that day!"

"When did you and Miss Su start?"

"It has already developed to the point of having sex. It can't have just started in the past two days, right?"

"Does the old man know?"

"It seems like a man was guarding her for a while the past two days, so are you jealous?"

"No, I heard that the old man has arranged for someone to find a suitable match for you and is planning to date you during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Are you planning to keep her as a beautiful woman in your own house?"

"She has a cold and aloof personality and seems to reject everyone. With her personality, there's no way she can be your mistress!"

Still talking on bilibili

Fu Shi frowned and interrupted him with a look of disgust: "You can only ask one question!"

Ye Yiyun took a deep breath. His patience was rare. He was frantically calculating in his mind which problem would be the most cost-effective.

"Are you in love with her?"

Fu Shi looked at him as if he were a fool and said, "No comment."

Ye Yiyun was furious: "You... go back on your word!"

Fu Shi stood up and straightened his clothes: "I just asked you to ask, I didn't say I would answer."

Ye Yiyun: "..."

Just as he was about to speak, Leng Yuan came in and leaned over to whisper something in Fu Shi's ear.

After listening to him, he leaned back on the sofa, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and smoked without saying a word. He seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. I don't know what he was thinking about, he took a deep puff of the cigarette and put it directly into the crystal ashtray.

"People took the bait?"

Leng Yuan replied calmly, "He's taken the bait. We've closed the net."

"Walk."

Ye Yiyu, who always felt that there was something interesting to watch, hurriedly wanted to catch up.

Leng Yuan stretched out his hand to stop him and looked down at him: "Doctor Ye, that place is not suitable for children."

"Hey, you kid..."

Ye Yiyu, who only reached Leng Yuan's chest, put his hands on his hips, looking like he was ready to settle the score.

"Let him be." A cold voice came.

Leng Yuan obeyed the order, put down his hand and stopped trying to stop him.

Ye Yiyun walked up to him like a dog: "Humph!"

An abandoned underground processing plant on the outskirts of the city that is waiting to be demolished is filled with sewage and a foul odor.

"Help...help..." A weak cry for help floated out, but there was no one around.

Leng Yuan kicked the man who was shouting for help and knocked him over. The man fell to the ground again and could not make any sound.

He half-closed his eyes, not because he didn't want to close them, but because he didn't dare. He was afraid that he would be beaten again if he closed them.

This guy was so cruel and tortured him to death.

With a puff, the fishy taste in his throat was expelled, and the breath that was blocked in his chest finally flowed out.

Next to her was a woman who was tied up with ropes and had her mouth sealed with vinyl. Her face was swollen from being beaten and looked like a pig's head. Her once delicate makeup had turned into smoky makeup, and her clothes were torn and tattered. It seemed that she had suffered a lot of torture.

She, with disheveled hair, saw the man in front of her being kicked to the ground. She was so frightened that she made a "wuwuwu" sound with her mouth out of fear.

"Shut the fuck up! Did I tell you to speak?" A burly man with a fierce look in his eyes stepped forward and shouted at her. He grabbed her hair, slapped her left and right, and then slapped her hard.

Seeing this, the man on the ground was filled with fear in his eyes, and he trembled and begged for mercy: "Ahem, I've said everything I should say, and I've confessed... Please... Please let me go, I won't dare to do it again."

Fu Shi put out his cigarette, his eyes seemed to be soaked with cold sea water, and he said nothing.

Leng Yuan immediately understood and stepped forward to kick him again: "Do you want to do it again?"

"Boss Fu, Boss Fu... spare my life!" The man on the ground cried bitterly and regretted his decision. He knelt down and walked over to me. "It was because I didn't recognize the great man that I had such bad intentions. Considering that my father worked hard for you, please... spare my life."

"So?" Fu Shi ignored him in disgust and played with the lighter in his hand: "You dare to hit on my woman?"

"No, no... As long as President Fu lets me live, I will repay you by working like a slave for the rest of my life. I will never dare to do such things that are worse than pigs and dogs again."

With a snap, the lighter lid flipped shut.

Fu Shi exhaled a puff of smoke slowly with a gloomy face, turned to Leng Yuan and said, "Let's do it."

Leng Yuan stepped forward and kicked the man roughly, and he was instantly kicked to the ground again: "Since you like to show off that thing so much, then I will fulfill your wish and let you hold it in your hand and enjoy it."

After saying that, he leaned forward quickly, and the blade flashed with a cold light. The dying man suddenly came to life, and shouted loudly, and then there was no sound...