Fu Minjie empathized with her, nodded with a stern heart, turned her head to look at Mo Ziyan from time to time, sighed, looked again, and sighed again.

The performance was very strong, but it also tortured Mo Ziyan so much that she was extremely irritable.

At this time, Wang Zheng also began to strike while the iron was hot, looking at Mo Ziyan's eyes, and spoke with a "sincere" look on his face.

"Zi Yan, you can't make money, and making money should not be the whole of a woman. I admire your ability, but I don't agree with your attitude towards life. You are already the best group among your peers. Do you have to compete for the first place? Your relatives and friends definitely don't want you to live so tired."

Oh? The big brothers are good at flirting with girls...

Fang Xiaowu finally understood why Mo Ziyan felt it was difficult. This Wang Zheng was not an ordinary second-generation playboy.

The eyes, limbs, tone, and expressions are all just right.

The language is even more appropriate, the incitement is very strong, and it is not as angry as it is. Fang Xiaowu asked himself that he must not be of this level, and Li Jiesi is even more incomparable.

No wonder Aunt Fu recognizes Wang Zheng so much. She does have two tricks.

While Fang Xiaowu was thinking, he was kicked twice in the foot. He glanced at Mo Ziyan with a squinted eye. The beautiful sister was drinking tea with a calm face, and she couldn't tell any emotion.

Pretend to be like it!

Although he was urged very tightly, in other words, he was kicked in pain... But Fang Xiaowu still kept his troops and observed silently.

There is no one on this table that is easy to deal with. Compared with Li Jiesi and Tan Cheng, Wang Zheng and his son are not at the same level. They can be touched by just a few words, and Mo Ziyan is not worried until today.

Therefore, either don’t move, you have to dig up the roots when you move, and you have to do something, and you have to pick yourself up completely.

If you disrupt the situation, you can help Sister Zi Yan avoid it once or twice, and you can do it like this every time? Not to mention whether you have so much time, you will always disrupt the situation like this, Fu Minjie will be bothered!

So, where is the root?

Fu Minjie's favor.

As long as Fu Minjie destroys her good impression of Wang Zheng and resolves the conflicts themselves, Mo Ziyan will definitely have a way to deal with Wang Zheng.

With clear goals, Fang Xiaowu knew what to do. At this moment, the waiter knocked in and brought in two plates of cold-selling dishes.

Fang Xiaowu happened to sit in a position with his back facing the door, stood up politely and made way for the dish. Seeing that Liangpin's plate was very large and filled with soup, he picked up the mobile phone placed on the table and handed it to Wang Zheng.

"Brother Wang, put away your phone and be careful to sprinkle the soup."

Wang Zheng took the phone and the moment he touched Fang Xiaowu with his finger, he suddenly felt annoyed in his heart. He couldn't control his emotions for a while, and blurted out with a scolding: "Don't touch my phone!"

Fang Xiaowu was "shocked" and apologized aggrievedly: "Oh... Brother Wang, I'm sorry."

Before Wang Zheng realized that his nameless fire was inexplicably coming, he frowned in disgust: "He served his food, what did you give me? He was so polite to a serving dish, wouldn't you be embarrassed? I can't lose the price? I treat you, can you not act so low?"

This should be Wang Zheng’s true thought, but under normal circumstances, he would never say it out loud.

Now that I really say it, there are more people who offend me.

The waiter's face froze, the original introduction word stuck in his mouth, and he bowed silently and retreated.

Fu Minjie looked at Wang Zheng in surprise, and didn't react for a moment.

Mo Ziyan was angry at first, and a trace of evil spirit flashed in Feng's eyes. Just as she was about to get angry, she glanced at her mother's expression from the corner of her eyes, and suddenly she relaxed, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and watched the show silently.

Chu Hongxia probably agreed with her son's idea and glanced at Fang Xiaowu disdainfully. Seeing the aggrieved look of the young boy, she suddenly realized that the occasion was wrong and secretly called out in her heart.

He quickly slapped his son on the arm and scolded him: "Wang Zheng! Xiaowu is just a child, why are you angry?"

Wang Zheng was woken up by a slap and suddenly realized how stupid he had done. He regretted that his intestines were almost blue and apologized.

"Little Fifth brother, I'm sorry! Brother Wang has been under a lot of work pressure recently. Sometimes he can't control his emotions for no reason. The doctor said I need rest and treatment, but unfortunately, how can I have time? I have to stay up late and hold on. Brother Wang didn't mean it just now, and he didn't mean to target you. Brother Wang solemnly apologizes to you!"

The lie came out as soon as he spoke. Wang Zheng's expression was very sincere. He even reached out to pinch the temples on both sides, showing his fatigue and his drama was very complete.

Fang Xiaowu sneered in his heart and thought: It seems that your capital is still okay, otherwise he should have already slapped him...

Unfortunately, this true reaction in anger has exposed your nature...

That's right, the moment he came into contact, Fang Xiaowu rewarded Wang Zheng with a shot and successfully measured his true face.

If you change to a well-educated and upright person, even if you are angry and speak without saying anything, at least your values ​​will not be so ugly. This is a matter of personal quality.

Fang Xiaowu originally had two plans. If Wang Zheng was a good person, then help Sister Zi Yan survive this time and she would be defeated. Sister Zi Yan's misunderstanding about Wang Zheng was solved by herself.

If Wang Zheng is really a scumbag... then just have fun, who is afraid of whom?

You are not worthy of Sister Zi Yan, so you can get as far as you can!

Fang Xiaowu felt ruthless, but his expression was very frightened, and he quickly admitted his mistake: "It's okay, Brother Wang, I shouldn't move your phone randomly. A business elite like you must have many secrets in your phone."

The speaker has a heart, and the listener has a heart.

What kind of secrets are so important that high school students get angry after touching them?

It's simply unreasonable!

Wang Zheng quickly explained and continued to remedy: "It's not your fault, Xiao Wu. Brother Wang's phone has no secrets. He suddenly couldn't control his emotions. Yesterday, he and my mother were inexplicably angry and regretted it so much that he almost slapped himself in the mouth. When I survived this difficulty, I will take you out for a while and apologize to you."

This is a smart person, really smart.

Admit mistakes openly, do not deny them, or conceal them. However, without any sensation, you will put the blame on a false "stress disease", which makes people feel "explained" and has the mentality of "correcting when you know the mistakes".

When you have made mistakes, such public relations are really good. Obviously, Wang Zheng is not a fool like Li Jiesi, but a veteran in society.

Upon hearing this, Chu Hongxia immediately helped to patch it and scolded him sternly: "Wang Zheng, please pay attention to your emotions! If you fail, you will fail. It's not that our family can't afford to lose. If you admit defeat, what's the case? A 30-year-old, look at your performance, is it embarrassing?"

Wang Zheng was "shamed" and admitted his mistakes one after another, and then picked up the teapot and poured tea for Fang Xiaowu.

As long as you are a little polite child, no one can just sit upright and wait for the adults to pour water, right?

Fang Xiaowu quickly stood up, reached out to grab the teapot, and said repeatedly: "Brother Wang, sit down, I'm fine, it's okay! I'm the youngest, I'll pour tea for the elders."

The lid of the small purple clay pot was not tightly clamped. As we were fighting, a few drops of tea splashed out from the mouth of the pot, sprinkling on the backs of the hands of two people.

The tea was very hot, and Fang Xiaowu was prepared and forced to hold it back, but Wang Zheng was shivering from the scalding and shook his hands repeatedly.

It hurt and aggrieved, and a sense of nameless anger arose from nowhere and instantly rushed into my mind. Wang Zheng pointed at Fang Xiaowu's nose and cursed.

"Little slut! Are you fucking a bad pen?"
Chapter completed!