Jiang Bo narrowed his eyes slightly, and he looked Meng Fu from beginning to end.

Finally remembered Meng Fu.

The Jiang family, who had a rift with her daughter, lost her daughter who is now living in the entertainment industry.

Even Mr. Jiang saw that he was solemn, Meng Fu was like this...

Jiang Bo was angry at her ignorant look and raised his eyebrows with some contempt: "You?"

Meng Fu was still calm. She faced the sun outside with light eyebrows and eyes, "Yes, I."

"Okay," Jiang Bo sat in the chair without moving, pushed the documents to Meng Fu across the table, sneering, "You can't do it, I believe you know the result yourself."

Meng Fu took the contract, holding a pen in one hand and a contract in the other, but didn't look for a table pad. He flipped through a few pages of the contract. The contract content was a lot. Except for the official words, the rest was the central content of the ms case.

"Fu'er..." Jiang Quan stood up and looked at Meng Fu's sign, and couldn't help but open his mouth.

"It's useless to struggle," Meng Fu turned to Jiang Quan and calmly said: "Look at their appearance, do you seem to let Jiang's go?"

Jiang Quan has nothing to say.

Meng Fu said that he had finished the contract, and the contents were similar to what she guessed on the road, and then directly signed the two big words "Meng Fu" on the contract.

Meng Fu moved very quickly. Jiang Quan, Jiang Yu and the directors around him did not react and just watched Meng Fu sign his name.

Jiang Bo took back the contract, turned to Jiang Quan, and shook the contract in his hand: "Mr. Jiang, Meng Fu is Miss Jiang, is this contract effective?"

Jiang Quan was worried about the old man's physical condition, so he signed it and could not change it. Jiang Quan did not show any weakness, but just turned to Jiang Bo calmly: "Natural."

On the one hand, the people on the Jiang board of directors were stunned.

One dares to sign, the other dares to respond!

Is Jiang Quan planning to give up and not want to struggle anymore?

The directors of the Jiang family couldn't help but turn their attention to Meng Fu, because the Jiang family did not publicize it. They also recently guessed that there was such a person in the Jiang family and they were recently involved in the entertainment industry.

As for the description of the old man in the Jiang family, it is even more vivid. Meng Fu is probably the image of a very well-behaved and good girl.

At this time, this good girl actually signed a hot potato in front of Jiang Bo calmly in front of him. No one in the entire T-city city dared to accept?

Jiang Yu and the people on the board of directors couldn't help but stare at Meng Fu, as if they wanted to see a hole in her.

But the most important thing at the moment is Mr. Jiang’s problem.

Jiang Quan called for emergency treatment. The hospital came quickly. The doctor who came with the car was the last time the doctor who was attending the old man. He frowned and began to scold Jiang Quan and others, "You know Mr. Jiang's body, don't you know how to take good care of him?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Jiang Quan apologized to the doctor, frowned and watched the old man being pushed into the emergency room.

Meng Fu had already put the old man in an urgently made incense on his hands on the road, so he was not in a hurry.

He just lowered his head and put on his mask.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Quan was scolded by bloody words, and the attending doctor who went in with a serious look on his face came out again with confusion, "It doesn't seem like the old man is going to have a big deal..."

This "seems" is confusing.

Jiang Quan: "…"

He didn't say anything, but Jiang Yu, the assistant next to Jiang Quan, asked: "Doctor... are you right?"

Jiang Yu does not study medicine, but he can also see the recent changes in Mr. Jiang's body. The doctor said it was okay, but he did doubt it.

The attending doctor also suspected himself: "...I'll go in and take a look."

Three minutes later, he took out a copy of the information and confirmed his diagnosis, "Look at it, this is Mr. Jiang's physical report."

Meng Fu finally yawned and thanked the doctor politely: "Thank you, the doctor."

She kept leaning against the wall, and finally stood up straight now. Everyone outside the emergency room was surprised that the old man was fine. Only Meng Fu stood lazily without standing, as if everything was under control.

Jiang Quan couldn't help but look at Meng Fu for a longer time, with a little hesitation in his eyebrows.

When the old man was fine and his backer had not fallen, several directors also calmed down.

"The final result will be given to them in three days," the board member who spoke carefully thought about it. "There are two plans. First, I heard that Tong Eryu learned these in the capital and could ask the Tong family for help."

"I have asked the Tong family about this." Jiang Quan shook his head, "He has no choice."

Jiang Xinran also replied to these last time.

The members of the board probably knew that this was the case, and they were not surprised. "Then they could only use the second method, transfer the equity and strive for it for three days, and the losses will be minimized."

Meng Fu reached out and pulled the mask back: "There is a third option."

"Hmm?" Jiang Yu turned to Meng Fu, "The third type?"

"Make the identification." Meng Fu stood up straight and was about to leave. She seemed to curl her lower lip at Jiang Yu. Because she was wearing a mask, she couldn't see her face clearly, but she could see her slightly bent peach blossom eyes.

"Do an appraisal?" The director next to him listened carefully. Today he was impressed by Meng Fu's aura. He glanced at Meng Fu, "But we, Jiang, do not have that kind of super perfumer. It is even more impossible to ask for a perfumer who can be made."

Who doesn’t know that such perfumers are extremely rare. They are basically mixed in international and major super forces. If the Jiang family is famous in T City, it is just that the local area of ​​T City is rich.

It's as simple as Meng Fu said, so Jiang's family won't last for so long.

"I'll help you," Meng Fu glanced at the director who was talking, then patted his shoulder, and said in a angrily voice, "Of course, as for the hard work, grandpa has called me."

"By the way," she said this, without waiting for anyone to respond, and turned to Jiang Quan, "Will you get married that day?"

"Three days later, at 9 a.m. Monday." Jiang Quan spoke.

"Understand." Meng Fu turned around, walked towards the elevator entrance, and made a reassuring gesture towards Jiang Quan, "See you in three days."

The elevator door opened and closed.

Jiang Quan didn't react when he heard Meng Fu's words, but just stared at her leaving behind.

Mr. Jiang did send her a lot of money before.

Jiang Quan also knows it.

"Mr. Jiang, your daughter just said..." The other directors also heard Meng Fu's words and turned to Jiang Quan, paused, and asked, "Is the eldest lady who said she helped us make it? Isn't she an artist? I heard that she is doing it very well, and my son is still a pastry."

"Puff." Jiang Yu reminded.

"Oh, yes, Puff." The director nodded and turned to Jiang Quan again, "Is the eldest lady serious?"

Seriously...

To be honest, Jiang Quan doesn't know it anymore.

He only knew that the old man who should have been terminally ill is fine now. He thought about what Meng Fu gave to the old man many times before and after, and he paused, "Maybe..."

His only doubt now is Meng Fu...

Is she a perfumer?

Jiang Quan wanted to ask Meng Fu seriously, but he felt that he was thinking too much. Tong Eryu was only talented and was picked up by people from the capital. Meng Fu said...

Now that things have come to this point, Jiang Quan has no room for imagination. He just turned to the members of the board of directors, "Take the shares first, and sign the MS contract, don't tell my father about it, let him take a good rest."

Members of the board of directors will not rely on a little girl, "I know, I'll ask where the Tong family is."

In the entire T-city, only the Tong family is in line with the capital.

Mr. Jiang was discussing cooperation issues with the Tong family before, but the Tong family has been hesitating.

**

downstairs.

Meng Fu got into the car.

Su Cheng was driving in front.

Meng Fu took off his shoes, sat cross-legged in the back seat, with his hands on his chin, and looked at Su Cheng's back.

Su Cheng was driving the car attentively, but he could also see the figure in the rearview mirror. He paused, and his eyes, which were covered in ice and snow, had a little more warmth under the reflection of the rearview mirror, "You said."

"Just," Meng Fu has always been used to having no rules. She changed her hand and supported her chin, and said calmly: "Am I doing this recklessly?"

She didn't say it clearly, and Su Cheng knew what she was talking about.

Meng Fu has always been unpredictable.

There is always a kind of unrestrained and unruly eyebrow.

It is rare to discuss with people with such a serious attitude.

Su Cheng looked at the rearview mirror. Wen Liang's eyebrows and eyes were rarely gentle. He opened his mouth and was about to say something.

Meng Fu spoke indifferently, and said in a natural tone, "Of course it's not reckless, how could I watch my grandfather be bullied?"

"...It's really a problem." At the end, she supported her chin and looked out of the car window lazily.

It was almost noon and the sun was shining outside.

In the rearview mirror, Meng Fu's side face was shining with the sunlight, which looked a little blurry, but the thin outline was printed on the rearview mirror, calm and composed.

Although he didn't need to answer himself, Su Cheng still smiled, "Well, you're not reckless."

"certainly."

**
To be continued...