"Not only that, he is now a doctor of Chinese medicine!"
Fei Xiang said to Zhao Fuyang again.
This guy is from the local area. He was Zhao Fuyang's little follower back then, and now he is a small manager of a company. Today when Zhao Fuyang returned to China, he naturally came to lick his feet again, so he knew what Wan Yunting had done during the three months since he was released from prison.
What's up.
"Really."
Zhao Fuyang looked surprised and said with a smile: "Wan Yunting, you are really amazing. After so many years of unjust imprisonment, you can still become a doctor. You are worthy of being hailed as a genius in the school back then."
Irony, full of irony!
Fang Yanxi, who was sitting next to Wan Yunting, her pretty face turned completely gloomy. She was about to speak for the man, but Wan Yunting smiled disapprovingly, made a slight gesture towards the woman, and then turned to look at Zhao Fuyang and Fei Xiang.
The man smiled and said, "Would you like me to see a doctor for you two?"
Zhao Fuyang and Fei Xiang were stunned. They didn't expect that Wan Yunting could still laugh. Zhao Fuyang immediately felt a little angry and deliberately sneered: "Wan Yunting, your Wan family has fallen, why are you so awesome?"
"That's right, becoming the people's anti-drug hero can make you a living."
Fei Xiang stood aside and sneered in a strange way, "I heard that the monthly salary of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department of Nanfang Hospital is only 10,000 yuan!"
"Ha ha…"
Zhao Fuyang burst out laughing immediately, looked at Wan Yunting with disdain, and said with a smile: "When I took my friends out for a meal, it cost more than 10,000 yuan. Wan Yunting, you are really getting more and more back."
"No."
Fei Xiang glanced at Wan Yunting and Jin Xiuwen with contempt, He Chengping and Xue Jianchao glanced at them, and said proudly: "It's still Yang Shaoniu, who used to work at Goldman Sachs Financial Company on Wall Street in the United States."
"Now, Mr. Jiang from the Wolf of Wall Street has hired him as the investment manager of the domestic Chaoting Financial Investment Group. The annual salary alone is over one million, not to mention that Mr. Yang is the future successor of our Langxin Co., Ltd., you guys
Is it comparable?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Fuyang couldn't help but raise his head, looking at Fang Yanxi with a somewhat proud look in his eyes, trying to attract the admiring eyes of women.
But Fang Yanxi, Jiang Peipei, Huang Yuqing and Lin Yanan didn't even look at him.
Not to mention, Jin Xiuwen, Xue Jianchao, He Chengping and Guan Hongyu who were present, if compared in this aspect, they really can't compare to Zhao Fuyang.
After all, his father Zhao Lang's Langxin Co., Ltd. is considered a second-tier company in the Huadu business community, with assets reaching several billion. If nothing unexpected happens, Zhao Fuyang will be the company's successor in the future.
However, when Wan Yunting and Fang Yanxi heard that Zhao Fuyang was now the investment manager of Chaoting Group, they had strange expressions.
Wan Yunting seemed to be thinking in his heart: What's going on with that kid Jiang Wenhao? Why is he recruiting everyone into the company?
And Fang Yanxi seemed to be saying in her heart: When I become CEO, I have to fire him!
"Okay, Zhao Fuyang, stop pretending to be competitive in front of us, get as far away as you can."
Jin Xiuwen couldn't stand listening anymore, so he got up and chased Zhao Fuyang and Fei Xiang away.
"It's just disturbing our enjoyment of drinking."
He Chengping and Xue Jianchao also looked disdainful and clinked their wine glasses with Guan Hongyu.
"Jin Xiuwen, are you really willing to come in?"
Zhao Fuyang looked arrogant, looking at Jin Xiuwen and He Chengping with disdain, and hummed: "If I hadn't seen Fang Yanxi here, I wouldn't have bothered to come in and talk nonsense with you bunch of rubbish."
Snapped!
Jin Xiuwen slammed the table angrily and stood up, pointed at Zhao Fuyang and cursed fiercely: "Zhao Fuyang, who are you calling trash?"
"unacceptable."
Jiang Peipei, Huang Yuqing, and Lin Yanan also glared at Zhao Fuyang. Xue Jianchao and He Chengping had gloomy faces, but they did not move.
Only Wan Yunting and Guan Hongyu had unmoved and calm smiles on their faces. It seemed that they had never taken Zhao Fuyang seriously, so they didn't care about what he said.
"Zhao Fuyang!"
Fang Yanxi's pretty face was condensed, she stood up and said coldly to Zhao Fuyang: "You've finished reading. Please, please go out. You are not welcome here."
Zhao Fuyang's expression sank, and he looked at Fang Yanxi, who had a cold expression, and actually spoke for Wan Yunting and the others, which made him feel very unhappy, but he still said patiently: "Yan Xi, what do you mean by the chairman of your dignified Fang Group?
Still getting along with these low-level people, go..."
As he said that Zhao Fuyang was going to grab Fang Yanxi's wrist, "I'll take him out. Some of my foreign friends are waiting for me downstairs. They are also senior executives of Chaoting Group. I'll take you to get to know them. Don't follow these guys."
It’s rubbish…”
Seeing his big hand reaching out, Fang Yanxi took a step back, glared at Zhao Fuyang with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Zhao Fuyang, do you know why I hate you?
It's just that you always think that you are superior to others, as if everyone in the world has to listen to you, Zhao Fuyang!"
Zhao Fuyang's expression paused. Looking at the angry woman, he couldn't help but nodded and said with a smile: "Yan Xi, can I think that you are complimenting me?"
"Fuck, if you don't get out of here, I'll kill you."
The furious Jin Xiuwen directly picked up an empty wine bottle and pointed it at Zhao Fuyang and said angrily.
"Jin Xiuwen, what do you want to do..."
Zhao Fuyang and Fei Xiang tensed up, glared at Jin Xiuwen, and yelled: "Do you still dare to hit me?
Believe it or not, I will let you be sent to prison for how many years like Wan Yunting did?"
"Grass…"
These words made Jin Xiuwen so angry that he was about to pounce on him, but Wan Yunting immediately stood up and stopped him. He snatched away his bottle and put it down. Then he turned back to look at Zhao Fuyang and the others, and sighed and said: "I said you two should just meet each other."
Come on, don't stay here forever, and leave quickly."
"Wan Yunting, get out of here."
As a result, Zhao Fuyang pointed at Wan Yunting's nose, with an arrogant and domineering look on his face, and cursed wildly: "I want to see if Jin Xiuwen dares to lay a finger on me today...ah..."
As a result, the next second, Zhao Fuyang screamed like a slaughtering pig.
Wan Yunting's expression was extremely impatient, and he immediately broke off Zhao Fuyang's finger pointing at his nose.
The sudden scene shocked Fang Yanxi who was on the phone. Jiang Peipei and Huang Yuqing, Lin Yanan and Jin Xiuwen, Xue Jianchao and He Chengping all looked dumbfounded. Only Guan Hongyu, who was sitting there motionless, looked indifferent.
Drinking with wine in hand...
"Young Master Yang..."
After reacting, Fei Xiang went up and looked at Zhao Fuyang's index finger that was broken off by Wan Yunting in shock. He was shocked and frightened, and shouted in a weak voice: "Wan Yunting, why are you beating someone?"
"Ah, my fingers..."
Zhao Fuyang's eyes widened, and he saw his index finger being broken off. His face was twisted in pain, his body was trembling, and he roared angrily at Wan Yunting: "Wan Yunting, you dare to hit me..."
"roll!"
The person who responded to him was Wan Yunting's domineering calligraphy.
He had already given Zhao Fuyang a chance to show off before. He thought that this kid would give up when he saw the opportunity, but he ended up kicking his nose in the face, so Wan Yunting might as well give him a lesson.
"you…"
Zhao Fuyang and Fei Xiang screamed domineeringly when they saw Wan Yunting, especially his sharp eyes, staring at them like a wolf. The powerful momentum pressed into Zhao Fuyang's heart like an invisible big stone, making him feel inexplicably.
I felt a huge sense of oppression, and I backed away in fear.
Fei Xiang's face was full of nervousness. He was also frightened by Wan Yunting. He supported Zhao Fuyang and said quickly: "Young Master Yang, let's go first. We will find someone to teach him a lesson later."
Zhao Fuyang was panicking inside. He was really frightened by Wan Yunting. He nodded and pretended, swallowed and said: "Wan...Wan Yunting, just wait and see, I, I will not let you go.
let's go…"
"etc!"
Just when Zhao Fuyang and Fei Xiang were about to leave in despair, Fang Yanxi stopped them.