"What are you laughing at?" Fu Qingying couldn't stand Song Zhichao's "crawl" smile.

"I didn't laugh at me..." Song Zhichao curled his smile and looked serious, then said in surprise, "By the way, let me ask first, Miss Fu, is the person you sent to Chen Biao?"

Without waiting for Fu Qingying to answer—

"Oh, it should be him, your driver and bodyguard." Song Zhichao nodded, making a sudden realization, "But you forgot where this place is, this place is Pan Yu, not Hong Kong!"

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that the roads in Hong Kong are very flat, but Pan Yu's road conditions are very poor. Chen Biao accidentally broke down halfway while driving. Even if he doesn't break down halfway, the car may lose oil, tires lose air, or bump into pigs, cows, sheep, and someone chases them to claim compensation... This is the county town, which is what you Hong Kong people think is in the countryside. It is reasonable to have pigs, cattle and sheep!"

Fu Qingying is not a fool, so of course she understands what Song Zhichao is saying.

The villain in love had long expected that he would send Chen Biao to the police station to bail Diao Jiahua, so he arranged various traps halfway. I believe Chen Biao has been hit now, no wonder he didn't even call him.

"You are very despicable!" Fu Qingying said viciously to Song Zhichao.

"It's not that I'm despicable, it's that I want to communicate with you with sincerity to make a deal." Song Zhichao replied with a serious look again, and said with a firm tone, "Of course, the most important thing is that you are the boss of the dance hall. You're okay, but everyone is fine! What do you think?"

Looking at Song Zhichao's serious "be kind" face, Fu Qingying wanted to kick him, "Stop it! So what if Diao Jiahua bit me? I can go back to Hong Kong to invite a lawyer. You know, how powerful are lawyers in Hong Kong!"

"I know, of course I know!" Song Zhichao said, "I also know that in addition to being a good lawyer, Hong Kong is also very sharp!"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I happened to write a letter to send it to Hong Kong Ming Pao, hoping that they can publish it."

While speaking, Song Zhichao took out a letter from his arms, opened it and handed it to Fu Qingying. He also blinked at Fu Qingying and said, "Although this is my personal secret, you are public to Miss Fu. You can take a look first!"

Fu Qingying could not resist Song Zhichao's unscrupulous blinking eyes. Who is he? This guy is just a low-level mainland worker. He dared to blink at him, provoke or tease him?

Fu Qingying was angry, and snatched the letter viciously, and saw that there were several lines of big words written on the letter as the title - "Exposing the materials, the Fu family girl is suspected of evading taxes in the mainland!"

Let’s look at the following content, which specifically talks about the operating conditions of the Caesar Dance Hall over the years and the financial uncertainty. It also provides detailed examples of the instigation of the Fu family’s daughter, XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX has violated the Tax Law and committed illegal acts such as “tax evasion” many times. The description is clear and as if it has been seen with my own eyes.

I have to say that this person has a very good literary style.

With both emotions and clear words, even a professional newspaper reporter may not be able to write such a "moving" story. After all, a story like this requires not only excellent writing skills, but also strong imagination. For example, in the letter, Song Zhichao's outline of the Fu family girl was particularly "moving", which made people want to whip her with a whip. As a compatriot in Hong Kong, the motherland lets you come to develop your career and make money. Not only do you not know how to repay your kindness, but you also evade taxes, and you are trying to die!

Angry!

The anger could no longer be suppressed!

Fu Qingying didn't say anything, tearing the letter to pieces, viciously tore the letter to pieces and spread it into the air.

The original "revealing material" instantly turned into pieces of paper, flying in the air.

Song Zhichao was not surprised at all. He just looked up at the shredded paper flying indifferently, and then turned back to Fu Qingying with a sincere attitude, "Oh, sorry, Miss Fu! That copy is a copy, I have the original one here. Miss Fu, do you want to tear it up again?" As he spoke, he actually took out a letter from his arms like a magic trick and handed it to Fu Qingying.

Looking at the letter that was re-created from Song Zhichao's hand, Fu Qingying gritted her teeth in anger. Her phoenix eyes could spit out fire, "Do you really think that with such a letter, I can make me ugly?"

"Of course I'm not sure, so I wrote a lot of letters!" After Song Zhichao said that, he bit the letter in his hand with his mouth, and actually took out a stack of letters from his arms, raised them in front of Fu Qingying, and asked in a muffled voice: "Miss Fu, look at it first, are these enough?"

Looking at the stack of envelopes, Fu Qingying was so angry that she couldn't do it, and her voice was trembling, "Do you know, our Fu family has a good relationship with Ming Pao in Hong Kong?"

Song Zhichao nodded sincerely, then took the envelope in hand and said as if he were to the owner: "I know, so this letter is for Ming Pao, this letter is for Sing Tao Daily, and these letters are for Wenhui Po, Ta Kung Pao and Oriental Daily... How about it, I think there is always someone who will like this submission. After all, Hong Kong people love gossip very much, especially gossip with famous families like you..."

Fu Qingying closed her eyes in anger, tried to calm her breath, opened her eyes, and stared at Song Zhichao: "Are you kidding?"

"Oh sorry, I never laughed." Song Zhichao shook his head, "I'm telling the truth."

Fu Qingying smiled and suddenly said, "After saying so much, are you thirsty?"

Song Zhichao cleared his throat, "Well, a little bit."

"So do you want me to invite you to drink water?"

“Hard work.”

Then Fu Qingying bent down and picked up a corner of her skirt.

Song Zhichao asked: "What are you doing?"

"Kick you into the water!" As he spoke, Fu Qingying raised her feet and kicked Song Zhichao's butt standing by the swimming pool.

With a thud!

Song Zhichao fell directly into the swimming pool without any warning, causing waves.

"What are you doing? This is what you said to treat you to drink water?" Song Zhichao asked while slashing his arm in the water.

In the swimming pool, he was wet and looked in a mess.

Fu Qingying stood on the shore and giggled. She was the most comfortable tonight at this moment. Well, she finally won the game back.

"May Mainland, drink good water well, it's not enough! My Miss Fu is full!" Fu Qingying clapped her hands, inserted her waist, and turned around and left proudly.

Song Zhichao shouted in the water: "Didn't you sign the contract?"

Fu Qingying refused to answer, and with her hands behind her back, she gave him a rough middle finger.

This girl is still a lady from a famous family?
Chapter completed!