Chapter 3284 The Long-Legged Beauty Has Nothing to Do with You

This assistant is a bit interesting. He is chasing the boss’s wife for answers.

I don't know if he dared to do this in front of Cheng Zitong.

"I..." Fu Yuan'er's mind turned around and she said, "Mr. Cheng asked me to come here and wait for him."

Xiaoquan nodded and glanced at his watch: "Mr. Cheng will arrive in half an hour. Madam, please come into the hotel with me and wait."

What, Cheng Zitong will really come!

Has she earned it?

"Madam," Xiaoquan opened the door to a room, "This is the room we prepared for Mr. Cheng. You can go in and rest first."

Fu Yuan'er walked into the room with a smile. Suddenly she stopped and said, "Xiaoquan, I haven't eaten yet. Can you help me buy a yogurt sandwich?"

Hehe, such a rare species, you may not be able to find it even if you lie down.

"I'll buy it right away." Koizumi closed the door and left.

Fu Yuan'er heard his footsteps disappearing and quickly opened the door and went out. The man she was looking for lived on the upper floor.

"Madam, do you need anything?" As soon as she walked out, two young men in suits came up to her and looked at her sincerely.

Fu Yuan'er: "...Who are you?"

"We are also Mr. Cheng's assistants, and we are waiting here for him to come over." The two replied.

Fu Yuan'er:......

Why wait for him to come over? Isn't this just monitoring her actions?

It doesn't matter if she's being monitored. Does she need Cheng Zitong's permission for anything she does?

"Oh," Fu Yuan'er nodded in sudden realization, "Just wait a moment."

She strutted past them, leaving the two of them staring.

"Go ahead and say it."

"Go and say..."

The two of them winked at each other, neither of them knowing what to do.

"...Madam!" Unexpectedly, Fu Yuan'er came back by herself.

She was almost walking to the elevator when she suddenly realized something was wrong.

Although Cheng Zitong is hateful, he hasn't gone to the point of finding someone to monitor her. There must be a reason for it.

"Mr. Cheng asked you to watch me and stop running around, right?" she asked.

The two looked at each other, and silence represented an affirmative answer.

"What happened?" she asked.

The two of them opened their mouths, but no one dared to say anything.

"If you don't tell me, I can leave. None of you can stop me." Fu Yuan'er pretended to turn around again.

The two of them were anxious and said quickly: "Mr. Cheng told us not to let you go find that Mr. Prince."

Fu Yuan'er was slightly startled, she really has a special status.

Yan Yan, Yan Yan, are you hiding it too closely? This means you don't trust your friends at all.

"Why?" she asked again.

"Mr. Prince is discussing business with the two Mr. Chengs. The specific person to whom it will be handed over has not yet been decided. There cannot be any mistakes."

She understood that with the competitive relationship between Cheng Yiming and Cheng Zitong, of course neither one wanted the other to get this business.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but take a breath, almost falling into Cheng Yiming's trap.

If she really rushed into the room and scolded the man, probably 80% of the business in his hands would be given to Cheng Yiming.

This trick can be used to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

"Okay, I understand." She nodded and walked forward.

This moment completely confused the two of them.

"Ding dong!" The doorbell rang.

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man who looked like an assistant.

"you are?"

"I am Cheng Zitong's wife. I want to meet Mr. Fu Yuan'er." Fu Yuan'er replied.

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said: "Please come in."

Fu Yuan'er walked in and saw the tall, handsome man standing in front of the window.

Ting's figure looked a little tired.

With one foot on my fiancée's boat and the other on the red and green scenery outside, it's hard not to feel tired.

"How should I call you?" Fu Yuan'er stood still.

The man turned around and thought for a moment, "My Chinese surname is Di."

"Hello, Mr. Di," Fu Yuan'er continued, "Originally Cheng Zitong didn't let me come, saying that I was too impulsive and might scold you bloody."

Mr. Di was stunned for a moment and immediately understood that Fu Yuan'er was actually scolding him, but in a different way.

He couldn't help but laugh. No wonder he occasionally saw Cheng Zi with a helpless face. It turned out that his wife was so smart.

"But I know he is doing business with you, and I have to endure it. I can't scold him and run away with his business." Fu Yuan'er shook her head gently.

"Mrs. Cheng, I've heard you scolding me, and I also know that it has nothing to do with business. Don't worry." He didn't distinguish right from wrong.

Fu Yuan'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway, she wouldn't interfere with Cheng Zi's business affairs.

"Now can we talk about what happened between you and Yan Yan?" she asked.

Mr. Di swayed slightly, "Did...she asked you to come?"

"No," Fu Yuan'er said truthfully, "I saw you went to Yan Yan's home today."

Hearing this, Mr. Di's face changed slightly.

"Are you going to discuss marriage with Yan Yan's parents?" Fu Yuan'er asked next.

There was anger in Mr. Di's eyes.

At this time, the doorbell rang, and as the room door opened, Cheng Zitong walked in quickly.

He walked straight to her, grabbed her hand without any explanation, and said at the same time: "Mr. Di, I'm sorry to bother you."

After saying that, he was about to take Fu Yuan'er away.

"Mr. Cheng," Mr. Di said, "I think we need to reconsider our business."

Cheng Zitong paused slightly.

Fu Yuan'er immediately felt the coldness radiating from his body, and something was seriously wrong.

"Mr. Di," she immediately turned to look at the man, "you just promised me that you would not affect Cheng Zitong's business!"

"I have changed my mind now." The answer was so simple.

Fu Yuan'er instinctively wanted to argue with him, but Cheng Zitong said first, "Mr. Di, I respect your decision. Let's make an appointment to talk."

After saying that, he grabbed Fu Yuan'er and left immediately.

When the elevator door closed, he let go of Fu Yuan'er's hand and confirmed that she could no longer run to Mr. Di.

His handsome face was tense, anger radiating from every pore.

Fu Yuan'er understood that she had messed up his affairs, but she didn't know why.

"Cheng Zitong, I assure you, when I first entered, the atmosphere was quite good." She looked at Cheng Zitong.

Cheng Zitong pursed his thin lips tightly, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked, "When did you start saying something that made him angry?"

She thought about it carefully and figured it out, "It started when I told him that I saw him going to Yan Yan's house today."

Cheng Zitong was speechless for a while, "What else did you say after that?"

"I asked him if he was discussing marriage with Yan Yan's parents."

Cheng Zitong had a severe headache and wanted to hold his forehead.

"He is most taboo about talking about whether he and Yan Yan are married."

Fu Yuan'er didn't like hearing this, "Why should he be so taboo? He and Yan Yan were just playing around in the beginning, right?"

He is a scumbag, why can't he be despised?

Cheng Ziyi gave her a meaningful look: "You are very concerned about Yan Yan's personal affairs."

"Of course, she and I are good friends."

However, people like Cheng Zitong probably don't understand what good friends mean.

because of him

Not like the kind of person who can talk to people.

"This is not my business," sure enough, he said calmly: "I only care about my business, but something has gone wrong with him now, Fu Yuan'er, do you think you are responsible?"

Well, she can't say that she has no responsibility.

She should learn more about the situation instead of being swayed by her emotions.

"Give you a chance to atone." Cheng Zitong continued.

What?

"Mr. Di will definitely not ask me to discuss business. I have to find a way to see him by myself. There will be a cocktail party tomorrow night, and he will definitely go."

"You mean, I will go to the cocktail party with you tomorrow to talk to him?" she asked.

Cheng Zitong nodded slightly, "That's basically it, but there is a small problem. I didn't receive an invitation and can't go in."

Fu Yuan'er:......

So, he is posing a problem for her?

But this does not trouble her. As a reporter, interviewing people who are not allowed to be interviewed is just a basic skill.

She can go through tomorrow's work plan first and see which female artists' neighbors will be interviewed tomorrow...

While she was thinking, she came to the door of her room and found that Cheng Zitong had been following her.

"You... want to go in?" She looked confused.

"Shouldn't we live in the same room?" He took the key card from her hand, opened the door, and walked in with a move that was more familiar than her.

"Cheng Zitong, this is a single room!" She walked in quickly, "There is only one bed, you must not be used to sleeping in it."

In addition, "We are not in the Cheng family now, why should we pretend?"

Can't she have a few days of rest?

"You want Cheng Yiming to know that we sleep in separate rooms?" Cheng Zitong raised his eyebrows lightly.

Fu Yuan'er choked and forgot that Cheng Yiming was also in this hotel.

She secretly exhaled, silently collected the personal belongings on the table and put them in the suitcase.

There was suddenly such a person in the room, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

It was a last resort in the Cheng family, and these past few days were what she used to let herself breathe.

She picked up her computer and notepad and prepared to sit in the hotel's coffee shop.

"Fu Yuan'er, have you thought of a way?" Cheng Zitong sat down on the sofa.

"Still thinking."

"Just find a way to get yourself into the drinking party."

"Why?" She stopped moving and looked at him in surprise.

If he doesn't go in, who will talk to Mr. Di?

"You think I don't want to go in," Cheng Zitong curled his lips slightly, "I don't think you can think of a way to get both of us in."

Fu Yuan'er:......

She wanted to slap Cheng Zitong in the face, but after thinking about it, what he said seemed to make sense...

However, "I will definitely lure him out after I go in. You can just wait outside and talk to him."

Cheng Zitong raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

After what he said, Fu Yuan'er didn't want to go to the coffee shop anymore, so she quickly opened her notepad and started studying.

Finally, it was discovered that none of the female artists interviewed tomorrow could be related to Mr. Di.

In this case, the "back door" route will not work.

Let's try to dress up again. You can enter by dressing up as a waiter.

"The waiters there are all beauties with long legs, you can't disguise them." Cheng Zitong said calmly.

What do you mean, although she is of average height, she has a good figure.

When she was in school, some classmates were selling her photos for sale.

Well, there is no point in not arguing with him about this.

"Then help me think of a way to get in." She said angrily.