Chapter 93: Guardian guardian

He asked for concealment, but it is not difficult for anyone to guess what it means.
Lu Wangjin is inconvenient and deeply inhabited. Even if he suddenly disappears, he will not be aware of too many people.
What's more, Jiang Fuqin originally had a very close relationship with Lu Wangjin. If he really controlled people, I am afraid that even Huayue employees would find it difficult to get the situation wrong.
Jiang Fuqin liked to say that it was too straightforward. He almost did not give everyone a chance to respond. He slowed down the gods and felt that such development was very possible. He couldn’t help but change his gaze.
Kirin’s general manager stood on the side and heard his words. He couldn’t stand it anymore. Step forward:
Nonsense! Huayue’s shareholding is clearly

"The equity of Huayue, I did not get it by conventional means."
Jiang Fu Qin whispered his words, raised his hand and separated the people, and walked straight toward Lu Wangjin. He took out a folded contract from his arms and leaned over to him.
"Kirin's funds are all put into operation. I don't have the strength to eat the shares of Huayue 70%, so I took a 31% share of the company after the reorganization, which is a hole."
I never heard the other person mention this matter. Su Shimeifeng slightly picked it up and took the paper contract: "I remember that there were only five million..."
"I really can't afford it, there is no liquidity on the books, or I can only sell myself to you."
Jiang Fuqin was in front of the wheelchair, holding his hand, completely ignoring the general manager’s distressed gaze, and his tone was not at all like a nonsense.
In front of this person, the contract was signed, and a lawyer was thrown at him and he disappeared. He said that the terms can be modified at will, leaving him with a ready-made opportunity.
In this way, he signed the contract, and he actually had already made up his mind, but he never dared to speak with the other side.
At the beginning, he took Huayue in the form of a winner, and everyone looked at it. He was afraid that Lu Wangjin would think that he was making up for it, and he was worried that the other party would blame himself for being too capricious, and even more afraid that Lu Wangjin would refuse.
Lu Wangjin is not a person who likes to show off the limelight. He didn't intend to be so high-profile, but now he suddenly changed his mind.
These people said that he had nothing to do with him. He should be accused. If he had done something wrong, he should have been accused, but they should not regard Lu Wangjin as a loser who was sympathetically talked about.
This person has been protecting him all the time, and now it is his turn to stand in front.
Su Shi looked at him for a while, finally chuckled, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and sighed with relief: "It seems that I don't really have to come today."
"Thanks to you, or I will be scared to speak."
Jiang Fuqin took his hand and shreded seriously.
I don't know why, Lu Wangjin's hand seems to be a little hotter than him. Jiang Fuqin’s heart was so heavy that his hand was slightly tightened, raising his hand to try to test his temperature between the foreheads, but he was pulled back to the side by Su Shi, and he sat up straight and smiled at everyone.
Lu Wangjin was originally a frequent visitor to the summit. The people present at the scene did not dare to be embarrassed with him in the face, and they all politely returned to the ceremony. The atmosphere of the original swordsmanship suddenly eased.
Su Shi greeted those familiar faces and pushed him to stop in front of him. His eyes fell on the reporters who had suffered.
There was no special look outside of his eyes in his eyes. The backs of those people suddenly became tight. Inexplicably gave birth to a deep guilty conscience. The instinct turned back a few steps, and then dared not rush.
Su Shi was a little satisfied, relaxed and returned to the wheelchair, nodded: "It’s hard, what else do you want to ask?"
I don't know why, this person clearly knows that it is the role of the victim, but he appears here, and no one even dares to say something about Jiang Fuqin.
The news that was dug in the past was probably enough to make a difference. The reporters looked at each other and finally gave up and left the venue in vain.
The atmosphere in the hall is always relaxed and happy.
The bosses who had been watching by the cold eyes went forward and smiled and greeted Jiang Fuqin. Some people mentioned the hacking war that was talked about, and some people asked about the specific operation mode of the consonance. Everyone The eyes will all cover the Lu Wangjin.
Kirin is not as highly controlled as the original Huayue, only 61% of the shares have not been divided. If 31% of the shares are in Luwangjin’s hands, this person has become a One of the biggest shareholders among the many shareholders.
It is reasonable to say that the chairman does not absolutely need to hold more than 50% of the shares. As long as the immediate family members get most of the shares, they can still count. Even if the two are really that kind of relationship, Jiang Fuqin actually delivered 31% of the shares directly, and this practice is really somewhat confusing.
Looking at the two people sitting together, the faces of the people are still a group of spirits, but the hearts of each have their own real feelings.
Jiang Fuqin calmly responds to the business partners who come and go, but his heart is already faint, and he looks back from time to time, and his eyes are worried about falling on people who are still calm and smiling.
Both of them had some feelings of self-satisfaction last night. Although they were carefully handled afterwards, Lu Wangjin’s body was not good after all. Today, he was tossed up, and the body may not be able to support it.
When I touched it, I felt that the temperature on the other hand was wrong. He is now anxious to ask if the person is uncomfortable, responding to the useless chills of the mall, and the heart does not feel a strong anxious, the look also brings some cold intolerance.
During the anxious moment, the palm of the hand once again attached a lukewarm touch, holding his hand and gently holding it twice, like a reminder, also like comfort.
Jiang Fuqin turned back and greeted Wenning's appeasement in those eyes. He licked his lips and nodded gently, and pressed the esoteric eyes in his eyes.
Lu Wangjin looked up at him with a slight look, and the light was still clear and peaceful. Seeing him calm down, his eyes showed a gentle smile.
Looking at the soft light in his eyes, Jiang Fu Qin slightly licked his lips, and once again gave birth to some reluctance, and he couldn’t wait to stand up and hold people.
Su Shi bent his eyebrows, his fingertips lightly across his palm, the very hidden crisp - soft touch called Jiang Fu Qin heart tremble, instinctively holding the hand, gentle warmth over the chest, finally called The mood was completely calmed down.
Although the movements of the two people are all hidden, the gas field is too far away, and there is no way to pretend to ignore it.
The seats in the audience are high in weight. Many people are actually familiar with the gameplay on the hurricane. They look at the posture of the Jiang Fu Qin people before they are as hard as iron, and they have more points in their hearts.
The highlight of the summit is over, and the rest is a wide range of occasions for communication, and the hotel also offers a rich buffet.
The waiter brought the poured red wine and someone came up to toast. Su Shi refused to refuse, and made a move to get the wine. He was unexpectedly stopped by Jiang Fuqin: "You are taking medicine, you can't drink, I will give you something else."
He said, he had called the waiter aside and whispered a few words.
Looking at the lover clearly has a conspicuous back, Su Shi smiled, quite sighed with a sigh of relief, re-relaxed back to the wheelchair.
Later, if you can ask him to pose as a guardian, I am afraid it will not be too much.
The waiter quickly changed the cup of hot cocoa back, Jiang Fuqin tried the temperature, and he tasted it for a while, and then handed it to Lu Wangjin. By leaning over for the opportunity to sort out his clothes, the fingertips crossed the other side of the ear, and the temperature was actually much higher than usual.
"It's just a bit of a low fever, it doesn't matter."
Su Shi took his hand and showed him the data on the app. Jiang Fuqin tightened his eyebrows and looked at him in the wheelchair. He whispered, "I don't mean anything here. I will accompany you to the hospital, okay?"
His tone is low and soft, but it is clearly not a discussion of the situation.
Su Shi dumbly smiled, gently shook his head and held his hand: "This is a rare opportunity, you have to stand in the business world, you can never fight alone. These people may have your customers, or you may have friends. Or the enemy, except for this kind of summit, you will almost never have any contact with them."
Jiang Fuqin finally faintly reveals anxious eyes, licking his lips and wanting to open his mouth, welcoming the gentle persistence of those eyes, and finally swallowing his words back, silently bowing his head.
Knowing that he was worried about himself, Su smiled and patted his arm in a soothing manner: "I am troubled by you. He has a rest area here. I will go to rest first, okay?"
"Not trouble, me"
Jiang Fu Qin hurriedly denied that he had clenched his hand and wanted to explain it, but he did not know how to speak.
He can stand firm and stand there, and he can deal with those reporters without leaving the road, because they know that the other party will come. As long as Lu Wangjin is here, watching him, even if he doesn't have to do anything, he dares to rush to find a way.
Lu Wangjin is not his trouble, never.
He wants to tell the people in front of him that when he sees the other person's figure behind the reporter, how does his almost condensed chest suddenly warm up, how the heart beats and refills the blood into the dry blood vessels, how much he wants to ignore it. Push everything away and run straight toward that person.
But he does not know how to speak, in order to accurately convey his emotions.
It seems that he is always not good at saying things right. Jiang Fuqin squinted his eyes and slammed his lips, but he was suddenly hotbed by the hot cocoa cup.
Subconsciously looking up, Lu Wangjin held the cup of cocoa in his hand, slightly picking his eyebrows and smiling at him, and he did not give birth to his misunderstanding.
Suddenly, he burst into a balloon that bulged to explode. Jiang Fuqin suddenly vented his breath, licked him for a long while, and finally couldn’t help but smile. He kissed his hand and kissed him: "I am sending you. rest."
His movements are gentle and elegant, and even in front of people, they will not appear rude. Su Shi was slightly warm, and he pushed himself to the rest area and raised the cup in his hand: "Go, I am here waiting for you."
Jiang Fuqin nodded lightly, but he felt uneasy. He collected a lot of refreshments for him and put a full table.
Looking at his movements, Su Shi’s eyes grew warmer and he waved at him, and one hand slammed into a fist and rested in his palm.
Jiang Fu Qin Wei, his eyes lit up, half aside in the wheelchair, raising his hand to wrap his fist.
Su Shimi smiled straight up, the two staggered, the lips just wiped the other's horns, watching the young lover immediately flushed, smiled and opened his hand with satisfaction.
A large white rabbit toffee lay in the palm of Jiang Fuqin.
They have not eaten such snacks for many years. Jiang Fu Qin Yan’s eyes widened and looked up at him.
Su Shi smiled, peeled off the sugar paper, and stuffed the candy inside into his mouth: "Well, happy?"
The sweet smell quickly spread over the tip of the tongue, and the fingertips licked over the lips. The breath of Jiang Fuqin suddenly rushed, and his eyes could not move open to the pair of black-stained eyes that were soaked in smiles.
I want to kiss him.
Vigilantly glanced around, and no one was looking forward to it. Jiang Fuqin quickly rolled over with candy and fell a kiss on the lips of his lover.
Su Shi slightly raised his eyebrows, and laughed at his forehead. Jiang Fuqin moved backwards with satisfaction, and grabbed his shoulder and neck and posted his cheeks before he finally left.
Seeing him returning to the crowds, Su Shi finally finally squinted and relaxed and leaned back.
The discomfort of the body is like a shadow. It is not serious. It just feels so painful when sitting up for a while, and the number of dizziness is also significantly increased. It is always impossible for him to concentrate completely.
After eating two pills, Su Shi closed his eyes and leaned back in the wheelchair to keep his eyes closed. He vaguely felt that someone was walking around, but he could not afford to be mentally ill.
He has handed over Huayue in full. Although Jiang Fuqin gave him 30% of Qilin's stocks, it is only a nominal transfer, and he can only live with the idea of ​​most people.
Shopping malls have never been a group of enthusiasm, especially the second generation of taking over the business of the fathers. In fact, there are many different things, and there are many things that do not have much weight. It is only because the fathers are not good at conviction, and everyone has more tolerance on weekdays.
Since he came, he is ready to be mocked.
"Lu Dong, how are you, have a drink?"
The footsteps stopped in front of me and could no longer be ignored. Su Shi slightly opened his eyes and politely bowed his head: "Sorry, I am not convenient to drink."
The young man in front of him is Song Geguo, the son of Song Yibing, the president of Yanhu.骁虎 is Kirin's core processor supplier, and Kirin's core algorithms are built on top of its company's cutting-edge products.
Song Yibing started from scratch, although he did not lose the means, but he was sincere and sincere, and he was very open in the mall. However, his son's personality is completely different from him. He is extremely high-profile and arrogant, and his private life is also chaotic. It is often a thorn in the eyes of the public.
The age of the two is almost the same. Song Geguo is two years younger than him. He listened to his father’s voice and praised Lu Wangjin since he was a child. It’s hard to see that this person has been planted for the time, and naturally it’s impossible to let go of this opportunity to stand up.
"How, Lu Dong not only lost the company, even the wine is not allowed to drink?"
Deliberately glanced at the crowd, Song Geguo proudly sat in the sofa, shaking the glass of his hand.
"In my opinion, Lu Dong can be very uncomfortable today...so he is willing to ask you to come out, just to let everyone know that you are fine?"
Vaguely felt that he meant something, Su Shi raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fell on him.
Seeing his reaction, Song Geguo became more and more determined about his own inference, and he became more and more obsessively pulling the body closer and pressing down the voice: "Is Lu Dong always locked? Do you want to come out? I want to ask me, I will buy you. It’s just out. You don’t need to ask the name of Jiang Fuqin to take you, those are all virtual, you can’t get it...

Although his words were offensive, he actually said the guess in most people's hearts.
Although Jiang Fuqin is young, he has already seen the embryonic form of decisive decisiveness. It is by no means a role that everyone can take. Previously, the simple and neat way to push Huayue to the dead end, let everyone give a faint awe of this young and new opponent.
In contrast, although Lu Wangjin has also been famous in the mall for a long time, but never had a personal game, and the physical inconvenience, occasionally called the people around him to calculate the boat, it is normal.
Lu Wangjin is uncomfortable, and the discerning person knows what is going on at a glance. Not to mention that Jiang Fuqin looked at his gaze with no scruples. If the obsession in those eyes is stronger, he might take the person home directly.
With the reporter taking the lead, the speculations of the people went all the way without any suspense. In the eyes of the people, Jiang Fuqin must have tried to imprison him, forcing him to transfer the shares, and even to have already done it. Even this time, with special attention to Lu Wangjin, it is also intentional to do this in front of people, so as to dispel the suspicion of the outside world.
Once the guess is formed, it will automatically fill in the persuasive evidence. When people get together for a while, they will have a certain number in their hearts.
Lu Wangjin must have been shut down.
They are all business partners in the mall, and their own affairs, even Lu Wangjin did not show their own protests, and it is not good to see the lively nature. Only Song Geguo had this guts, and when Jiang Fuqin did not pay attention, he ran over to find Lu Wangjin.
Su Shi listened slightly, and he understood what he meant when he turned his mind. He raised his eyebrows slightly and moved the wheelchair back: "Do you mean that I was shut down by him?"
Although it is still not clear about the process, with his many years of experience in picking up pots, he still sees a big pot falling from the air and staggering on his head.
Can't be jealous
It is rare that someone will send a pot to himself. Su Shi’s heart is incomprehensible, picking up the cup and taking a hot cocoa, and starting to listen to him.
"This is not obvious. Everyone knows clearly. Lu Dong does not need to support it."
Song Ge’s heart was full of enthusiasm, and he nodded eagerly, and drank the red wine in the cup:
Lu Dong was also a man of the wind, and it’s really awkward to fall into the present situation. Isn’t it money? You say How much is he willing to let go of you, I will help you..."
The days of the two men have been stable, and it’s surprisingly interesting to watch the outsiders guess like this.
With the new pot, Su was in a good mood, and his attitude was not slow. He smiled and shook his head: "No, thank you."
"Oh, don't be polite, you are a friend."
These years, the father used to reprimand himself has fallen into this situation, Song Geguo is more and more proud, raising his hand will take his shoulder.
Su Shimi raised his eyebrows and moved the wheelchair back again, but suddenly felt as if he had encountered something.
Not too late to react, the cold water has been poured over half of the body, the vase behind it should be planted down, slammed on the shoulders, fell to the ground, and made a crisp cracking sound.
Jiang Fu Qin Huoran turned around and saw the situation in the rest area. His face suddenly sank and quickly rushed toward him.
"It doesn't matter, I just didn't care."
Su Shi Wensheng opened his mouth and lifted the hand of Jiang Fuqin.
His eyes fell on him, and Jiang Fuqin’s look was mild, and he took off his drenched suit for him. He leaned over and took the person directly, carefully placed on the sofa:
The clothes are wet. Now, I will ask them to change their wheelchairs, wait a minute..."
"Less here is a fake, you have always been so good to him!"
Song Geguo has always been a stubborn lord who is not afraid of fear. He was shot by Jiang Fuqin as the chief culprit. Instead, he became more and more eager to take the money and shoot it on the table.
"Who doesn't know what you have done to see something unpleasant? I haven't seen anyone for so many days. I took people out and sneaked around, playing the show, I want people to believe in you? Isn't it a companion on a bed? You drive I bought it!"
On the face of a pot of simmering over, Su Shi suddenly looked up, looked at the Song Geguo who was eager to give up the pot, and raised his hand to pull Jiang Fuqin: "He is a tiger, don't have a general knowledge with him."
"Who told him to dare to talk nonsense!"
Jiang Fuqin couldn't help but say that Lu Wangjin was not. What's more, Song Geguo said that he was offensive and shy, and his eyes suddenly ignited anger, but he still suppressed his emotions and took off his clothes, and wrapped his body in the wet body.
"I will teach him lessons, you can't catch cold, let's go back first, okay?"
The clothes on the body were wet on the body, and a burst of coolness was drilled into the bones. Su Shi really felt uncomfortable. He nodded and gave him his body. Jiang Fuqin wanted to pick him up, but he was stopped by a gray-haired old man.
"Auxiliary Qin, I am a young man, I am convinced that you are a sentence. Mr. Lu, he is in poor health, you should treat him well, don't do anything that will be regretted in the future..."
Jiang Fuqin was stopped by him and suddenly raised his head. Obviously, he still couldn’t figure out how it would suddenly become such a situation.
Su Shi was uncomfortable to lose the spirit, his chest and shoulders were slouched on his chest, his lips were pale, and people looked more and more and felt that they were full of sympathy.
People who were far away did not see the specific situation. They only heard the vase shattered. When they came over, they saw Lu Wangjin being held in the arms by Jiang Fuqin. Seeing Jiang Fuqin’s look was gloomy, and he felt that the conjecture was more reliable. When someone takes the lead, people will be euphemistically comforted.
"That is, Xiao Jiang, Wang Jin, he actually didn't do anything to be sorry for your family. In the beginning, who knows in the heart, you can check it yourself. It is not difficult to know what it is, say it. You also accepted his grace..."
"He has already given Huayue to you, and the grievances are almost the same. You are a promising child, don't ruin yourself because of these obsessions."
"When the hero is in trouble, everyone has a time to be embarrassed. If the money owes you to the company, we can't make it for him. Don't be difficult for him."
......
Jiang Fu Qin Baikou eloquently, and eager to bring Lu Wangjin back, his face slightly red, clenched his lips and looked down at the person in his arms, trying to get some hints on him.
Su Shi dumbfounded and patted his arm: "The more you explain, the more they don't believe it, go back first."
The other party has already smashed so many pots of their own. This oolong is not too big or too small, so it is reasonable to have a pot of himself.
Jiang Fuqin actually didn't care about other people pointing at it, but he didn't want to see others pointing to Lu Wangjin. Seeing that his lover didn't seem to be on his mind, he licked his lips, or hugged people into his arms: "Okay, then we Go back first..."
The voice did not fall, Su Shi’s mobile phone suddenly sounded a sweet sound of mechanical synthesis.
"Mr. Lu, your Fetion personal account, income [hedge fund agent] is divided into transfers of 1.36 billion yuan, please check in time."
Hearing the horrible number, the people who were still eager to persuade were slightly stunned, and the boiling voice suddenly weakened.
The most excited Song Geguo suddenly widened his eyes and stunned for a long while, only to open his voice: "Is it... RMB?"