645: C645 It's Said That Money Is a Bastard but It Looks Really Good

C645 It's Said That Money Is a Bastard but It Looks Really Good

Fu Guizhi left. However, unlike her high spirits when she came here, she seemed to be in a very sorry state when she left.

It was only when Fu Guizhi's back completely disappeared from Yang Peishan's sight did Yang Peishan come back to her senses.

But in the next moment, her gaze once again landed on Fu Meiling.

"Director Yang..." Fu Meiling asked in a trembling voice.

"You don't need me to teach you what to do, right?" Yang Peishan looked at her indifferently and said.

What to do? What else could he do besides apologizing?

She was the boss of a company in the Heaven Realm and had a net worth of tens of millions. No matter where she went, she would always be the center of attention.

But now, she had no choice but to lower her head to Qin Luo.

Thinking of this, Fu Meiling felt like she had f * cked a dog. She had a feeling that she could not speak.

"I'm sorry!" Fu Meiling was so angry that she almost ground her teeth into pieces.

"Louder." Qin Luo smiled faintly.

"Phew." Fu Meiling took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart. She said coldly, "I am sorry."

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

"Barely..."

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

"Let's go!" Fu Xiaowan smiled slightly and walked straight to Fu Meiling. She reached out and patted her shoulder and said with a smile, "Meiling, reality has proven that everything is of low quality, only studying is of high quality."

"Let your son work hard. Maybe he will be one percent as good as my son."

"As for becoming my son? This is a dream that you will never be able to reach in your entire life."

As she spoke, Fu Xiaowan looked at her proudly, then turned around and walked out of the community.

Qin Luo was his son. Fu Xiaowan wanted everyone to know about his excellence.

"# $@ * *" At this moment, Fu Meiling wished she could tear Fu Xiaowan's mouth apart.

But she did not dare!

She had to endure hardships without saying anything. Now, she finally experienced this kind of feeling.

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It was definitely impossible to eat outside. In Fu Xiaowan's eyes, eating outside was unhygienic and unsafe. The most important thing was that she spent too much money.

Even though Fu Xiaowan's current value was "not cheap," she still did not change the deep-rooted thinking of a small farmer.

"Director Yang, just sit and do as you wish. No need to be polite."

Yang Peishan also came. Of course, she did not come empty-handed. Instead, she brought a small card with her.

Qin Luo's dividend on the card was a total of 50 million RMB.

The way Fu Xiaowan looked at Yang Peishan at this moment did not look like she was looking at people. It was more like she was looking at a golden God of Fortune.

If such a God of Fortune came a few more times, then it would be distributed!1

At that time, she would buy ten houses, no, thirty houses! Then, he would rent them all out. The rent would be paid monthly, and he would rent one house per day!

If she had to ask why, Fu Xiaowan felt that people could not be idle!

When she thought of that scene, Fu Xiaowan's blood boiled.

This was not Fu Xiaowan being greedy, but the nature of a person.

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

It was like there was a song that was sung well: Money is a bastard, but it is really beautiful.

"You're welcome, you're welcome" Yang Peishan's mouth twitched unnaturally. Fu Xiaowan's enthusiasm made her a little at a loss.

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