Chapter 78: A word can cut your money

Chapter 78 A sentence can cut your money
The Wen family is in the thermal sensing business, and Wen Jianmin has a lot of connections, and finally catches up with the Fu family and did some marginal cooperation.
I didn't expect to make the Fu family's money. It would be nice to have a relationship with the Fu family.
Unexpectedly, just such marginal business, suddenly turned yellow.
The project manager of Zhonghuan Southern District directly called Wen Jianmin, saying that he had found a new supplier.
Wen Jianmin was a little confused, his personal connections were broken, and he wanted to take Fu's family in the future, it would be even more difficult to reach the sky.
"Mr. Huang, isn't our cooperation always good?"
"It was someone close to our young master who called me personally, saying that it was your daughter Xu Lu, who made our young master unhappy, Mr. Wen, you must be disciplined and disciplined, and you can't let the child do something bad."
Wen Jianmin couldn't believe it. His stepdaughter has always been well-behaved and sensible, knowledgeable and reasonable. When she took it out, the elders praised her, so how could she provoke the young master of the Fu family?
Supper, Wen's dinner table, Wen Jianmin's face was pale, Zhong Hui panicked, "Jianmin, what's the matter with you?"
Wen Jianmin looked at Xu Lu: "Where did you provoke the young master of the Fu family?"
Xu Lu's heart sighed.
Where does she have a chance to provoke the superior young master?
She provokes Wen Qiao.
"Jianmin, what are you talking about? Where does Lulu have the chance to meet that young master?"
Wen Jianmin grinds his teeth: "The company has finally gotten into a relationship with the Fu family. The young master said that the business is gone. The young master said that Xu Lu provoke him."
Xu Lu's face was so pale that Fu Nanli would actually stand up for Wen Qiao.
A Zhuang Yan approached her, and now there was another Fu Nanli.
She obviously pretended to be just to frame her.
Why can't they see her tricks and methods?
She flushed her eyes and said, "Uncle Wen, I really don't know anything. I have never seen Master Fu at all."
Wen Jianmin was full of anger and had nowhere to vent.
Zhong Hui took advantage of the situation and said: "There must be a misunderstanding, Jianmin, find an opportunity to find out what went wrong."
Wen Jianmin was frustrated, put down the sentence "You are not allowed to make trouble again", dropped his chopsticks, and went upstairs with a displeased face.
Xu Lu's tears fell.
Wen Qiao, you are waiting!
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Shuying Road, Siheyuan.
Wen Chi knocked on the door and leaned against the door: "Tomorrow, Wen Mo and I are going back to school. He will participate in the Summer Olympic Mathematical Competition, and I will participate in a hockey competition."
"Got it."
There was a roar of motorcycles next door, and Wen Chi's eyes lit up: "I'm going to see Kai Ge's big motorcycle."
Wen Qiao glanced at the young man who was left in a hurry, and shook his head. He loves everything except studying, which is really sad.
The next day, when Fu Nanli made a video call in Munich, Uncle Ji from the convenience store came in with her mother carrying the air conditioner.
Her mother's voice came: "Mingyuan, I really don't need to install air conditioning in my house, I'm not afraid of heat."
Ji Mingyuan: "How can you not be afraid of the heat? Your room is originally small, but it faces west, and the sun is shining all afternoon. Don't mention how hot it is at night. I will install it for you."
"How much, I will give you."
"If you don't need money, just treat it as a bonus. You are doing things in our shop and the customers are very satisfied."
"For the money..."
Then came the sound of an electric drill, and Uncle Ji seemed to be drilling holes.
Wen Qiao closed the door and connected to his video call. Because of the time difference, it seemed that it was late at night. He was wearing a nightgown, and his hair was slightly damp and messy on his forehead. Laziness spread all over his body and hands. Holding a glass of water in it, taking a sip, frowning slightly: "What's the sound again?"
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