After someone left the hotel gate and got in the car and left, Pei Tianting took two steps forward, stood beside Fu Jiyan, and asked in a low voice:

"Who, Ayan is very familiar with him?"

"generally."

In Fu's mind, it may be just a very ordinary relationship.

After all, these people were all under the old man back then, and they recognized them as Mr. Fu.

"The boss of the General Administration of Customs, Ayan, the company is still waiting for the reply from the General Administration of Customs!"

Since we all know the top leaders, we can’t get along with each other?

Most people would have the same idea, but Fu Jiyan rolled his eyes on his friend:

"I don't want to be broken by my old man!"

Mr. Fu said a long time ago that such things are absolutely not allowed to happen.

Once discovered, break your legs and your grandson is no exception!

Therefore, the achievements of the Fu brothers over the years have basically been achieved through themselves.

Of course, it cannot be denied that the very few people in power who know the inside story will take the initiative to provide some convenience at some point, but together, it is only a little bit.

Pei Tianting tickled several times, and even Zhou Huan looked incredible.

It turns out that the real wealthy family is indeed quite different from the ordinary rich second generation.

Besides, Hexing has not smuggled, even if the General Administration investigates, it will always be clear.

If that's the case, why bother to owe a favor?

As the saying goes: It is easy to pay off debts, but it is difficult to pay off favors!

Especially for the richer, more powerful and more powerful people!

"Mr. Fu, please here."

Fu Jiyan nodded and took the lead in raising his heel behind the waiter.

Pei Tianting was already more active, and now he was even more rude and threw several charming eyes at the waitress:

"Beauty, how much vx? Add a friend!"

This waitress is indeed very pretty, which makes Mr. Pei, who is used to seeing all the beauties in the entertainment industry, feel a little bit of thought.

But, people are very cold.

Fu Jiyan and Zhou Huan both glanced at the estrus breeding pig in disgust:

"Lao Pei, you've had enough, don't scare the girl."

"Hey, I said Lao Zhou, you can't eat grapes, are you saying that grapes are sour, right?"

When Zhou Huan heard this, his face turned black. Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Fu Jiyan finally spoke:

"You have to make arguing, don't affect my meal."

Tsk.

In an instant, the two of them stopped.

The waitress speeded up and led the person into the private room:

"Mr. Fu, that's it."

"Yeah, thank you."

The waitress changed her previous coolness and looked at Fu Jiyan with a look on her face:

"Mr. Fu...Mr. Fu, I am your fan. Can you ask for an autograph? If it is inconvenient, forget it."

fan?

Zhou Huan and Pei Tianting both looked a little solemn, and looked at the waitress with a little more scrutiny.

I looked at it for a while and didn't find any problems before I gave up.

Fu Jiyan often encounters similar situations and has long been used to it:

"Are there any pens and paper?" asked.

“Yes, yes, give.”

The waiter has a notebook and a pen on his body for the time being.

After Fu Jiyan took it, he signed it in a few swishes:

"Give."

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Fu, I will always support you."

After saying that, the waitress left the box with excitement on her face.

Zhou Huan and Pei Tianting both sighed:
Chapter completed!