Chapter 645 They say money is a bastard, but it looks so good

Fu Guizhi left, but she was in a different spirit than when she came. When she left, she looked very embarrassed.

It was not until Fu Guizhi's back completely disappeared from Yang Peishan's field of vision that Yang Peishan came back to her senses.

But the next moment, she turned her attention to Fu Meiling again.

"Mr. Yang..." Fu Meiling asked nervously.

"You don't need me to teach you how to do it." Yang Peishan glanced at her lightly and said.

How to do it? What else can I do but apologize?

Think of her as the owner of the dignified Tianjie Company, who is worth tens of millions. No matter where she goes, she is a star-like existence.

But now, she had to let Xiang Qin Luo bow her head.

Thinking of this, Fu Meiling was like a dog in the sun, and she felt speechless.

"I'm sorry!" Fu Meiling almost clenched her teeth in anger.

"Speak louder." Qin Luo smiled faintly.

"Hoo~" Fu Meiling took a deep breath, pressed the anger in her heart to the bottom of her heart, and said coldly, "I'm sorry!"

"Xiao Luo, should you be satisfied this time?" Fu Meiling said.

"Reluctantly..."

Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders, smiled indifferently, and turned to look at Fu Xiaowan: "Mom, it's almost time, we should go."

"Let's go!" Fu Xiaowan smiled slightly, went straight to Fu Meiling, reached out and patted her shoulder, and said with a smile, "Meiling, it turns out that everything is inferior, only reading is high."

"Let your son work harder, maybe my son can be one percent of the best."

"As for being my son? It's a dream you'll never achieve in your life."

Saying that, Fu Xiaowan glanced at her proudly, then turned and walked out of the community.

Qin Luo is his son, and Fu Xiaowan wants everyone to know his excellence.

"#￥@*\u0026..." At this moment, Fu Meiling wanted to tear Fu Xiaowan's mouth apart.

But unfortunately, she didn't dare!

The mute eats Huanglian - she can't tell the bitterness, and now she finally realizes this feeling.

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Eating out is absolutely impossible. In Fu Xiaowan's eyes, eating out is neither sanitary nor safe, and the most important thing is spending too much money.

Even though Fu Xiaowan is now "a lot of money", she still hasn't changed this deep-rooted small farmer's thought.

"Mr. Yang, sit wherever you want, you're welcome."

Yang Peishan also came, of course she didn't come empty-handed, but with a small card.

On that card was Qin Luo's dividends, a full 50 million soft sister coins.

Fu Xiaowan's eyes looking at Yang Peishan at this moment did not seem to be looking at people at all, but more like she was looking at a golden god of wealth.

If such a God of Wealth comes several times, wouldn't it be a problem!

When the time comes to buy ten houses, no, thirty! Then rent it all out, the rent is paid monthly, and one house is rented every day!

If you want to ask why, Fu Xiaowan feels that people just can't be idle!

Thinking of that picture, Fu Xiaowan's blood was surging.

This is not Fu Xiaowan's greed, but the essence of human beings.

In this world, anything can be satisfied, but the desire for money can never be satisfied.

It's like a lyric that sings well: they say money is a bastard, but it looks really good.

"You're welcome, you're welcome." The corners of Yang Peishan's mouth twitched unnaturally, and Fu Xiaowan's enthusiasm made her a little overwhelmed.