"Sixty percent, where's the difference in the other 40 percent?" The man unconsciously squinted his eyes as he spoke, and the cold light bursting out of his narrow red phoenix eyes made Fu Sen's back shiver.

This accuracy rate of 60 is already very high for them.

But this little bit is far from meeting Fu Jingting's requirements for them.

The moment he stared at her, Fu Sen's palms broke out in cold sweat.

"I flew here specially from Dongcheng, not just for your 60% success rate. That piece of land in the suburbs is extremely important to the development of the branch in Beicheng. You should know this better than me." The man's deep eyes flashed.

A glimmer of light passed.

"Don't let me waste time here."

Finally, he added this sentence.

"Yes, I will go back to study immediately." Fu Sen lowered his head and said respectfully.

After the meeting, people in the room dispersed.

The smell of cigarette smoke that filled the room suddenly dissipated after Fu Jingting opened the window.

Staring at the sea breeze in front of him, he took out a cigarette and lit it.

The screen of the mobile phone lying aside is still black.

He lit up the screen irritably, but there was still no movement from the person who was supposed to send the message.

One day and one night.

The man untied his tie irritably, and his breathing seemed to become easier.

After smoking a cigarette, he still sent a WeChat message.

[Nanyan, after the bidding meeting is over, I will go back to Dongcheng and exit the airport at 8 a.m.]

The man didn't even mention asking her to pick him up, but when Gu Nanyan saw this WeChat message, he always felt that every word he sent meant that she should pick him up.

She didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but after seeing that WeChat message, it seemed to be a thorn in her heart. Even though there was nothing on the other end, she still clicked on WeChat from time to time.

At this moment, Gu Nanyan felt that she must be possessed.

Otherwise, why would I be so interested in a random WeChat message sent by Fu Jingting?

After hesitating for a long time, Gu Nanyan finally took out his mobile phone and tapped a few words on the screen with his fingers.

[I will convey Mr. Fu’s words to Miss Lin.]

When the WeChat message was sent, Gu Nanyan's inner anxiety became more and more intense. This strange feeling made her feel very uncomfortable, but she couldn't tell what went wrong.

She lit up the screen again and again, looking at the unanswered messages.

The whole heart seemed to be squeezed tightly by a big hand.

Even breathing became rapid and tense.

In my previous life, I had never had such emotions during a nationwide operation.

Gu Nanyan slowly shook his head, then stood up and walked to the window.

bite.

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the table made a ding-dong sound, and she quickly turned her head and took three or two steps to the table.

[I can understand that, Nanyan, you are jealous.]

Even across the screen, Gu Nanyan seemed to be able to hear that magnetic voice, whispering in his ear.

A pink blush quickly appeared on her fair face, and she immediately explained: [I'm afraid of misunderstanding, and I don't want you to be known as a scumbag, Third Master.]

As soon as the news came out, Gu Nanyan felt that what he said was a little inappropriate. After all, Fu Jingting's identity was there. How could any stubborn person dare to rush in front of him and call him a scumbag?

But since everything has been sent out, forget it.

And now on the other side of the screen.

Fu Jingting looked at the reply sent on the screen and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Chapter completed!