Chapter 972: Jealous

Chapter 972 Jealous
Seeing that the old man was not speaking, Uncle Li turned to the subject and said: "Xiao Wen, do you know that when our old man was young, he also personally played on the field and won all the jockey club grand slams in the world."
Wen Qiao said sincerely: "Grand Slam, so amazing, Grandpa Fu is really amazing."
This is a sincere admiration. She stepped on the horse and realized that this sport is not easy, let alone simple.
Fu Huaiyong gave a light cough, "This is all old things, so what else can I say."
Uncle Li happily said: "At that time, the country was not top-notch on the field. Our father turned the foreigners' view of us on his own. Since then, the father has begun to vigorously support domestic horse racing. This racecourse in Haicheng and The one in Macau was built at the expense of the old man, and the current president of the Jockey Club is the old jockey."
Wen Qiao really didn't know this, so he said sincerely: "The predecessors planted trees and the descendants took advantage of the shade. Grandpa Fu made a great contribution to horse racing."
She said one thing, not flattery.
Fu Huaiyong said softly, "It's useless to say these nice things."
Wen Qiao felt light in his heart, this old man probably thought she was trying to please him again, and said: "Then I won't say anything."
Fu Huaiyong's face sank: "You..."
Fu Nanli intervened: "She praises you and you don't like it. You don't like it if she doesn't say it nicely. Grandpa, you are very embarrassed."
Fu Huaiyong glared at him: "You just protect that girl like this."
Fu Nanli: "She is young, and sometimes she can’t stop her mouth, but she doesn’t mean anything to you. I hope you won’t remember the villain and don’t know her. She has to accept the award today, Xiao Nizi Fortunately, I won Grandpa again, I hope Grandpa doesn't mind."
Wen Qiao smiled and looked at the old man: "I have accepted, Grandpa Fu."
The two left together.
Fu Huaiyong really took Wen Qiao's admiration this time. One by one facts showed that this girl is indeed a gifted person.
The only thing that kept him in his throat was that the girl was in poor health, and he didn't know what disease that girl had, except that it was inseparable from Nan Li's disease.
Logically speaking, this girl is so powerful in all aspects and should not be short of money. Therefore, it is not that Nan Li is required to give her money to treat her illness.
What else could it be?
He didn't understand for a while.
After Wen Qiao received the award, Funan Rebent took her to the Xiaotangshan Club to celebrate her.
The two of them just took their seats, and there was a knock on the door. The waiter came in with a large bouquet of flowers, "Ms. Wen, someone will give it to you to celebrate your victory."
Wen Qiao took the flowers and there was a card in it. She pulled it out to see that it was actually sent by Mr. William, the president of Huaihe Company.
Fu Nanli glanced at the huge bouquet of flowers: "Who gave them?"
Wen Qiao didn't care about inserting the card back, and said lightly: "Mr. William from the company next door sent it."
Fu Nanli frowned, and she was a neighbor again, and she was so concerned about her game. Just after the game, he ordered such a big bouquet to be sent.
Obviously, it is her admirer again.
"Are you familiar?"
"Generally, not very familiar, nodding acquaintance."
Fu Nanli slowly sliced ​​the steak on the plate and exhaled softly. There was nothing to care about, but it was just another fodder that admired her.
Qiaoer's heart is with him, it is enough.
The phone on the table shook, and Wen Qiao saw a message from William: "Congratulations on winning the jockey club."
She didn't give WeChat, but William knew her mobile number.
She was too lazy to bother, and directly buckled the phone on the desktop.
Fu Nanli frowned slightly: "Who sent the message?"
(End of this chapter)