Chapter 63
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Fu Jiu knew that he wasn't referring to her just from the way he addressed her.
After all, that old guy wanted the whole world to know that she, the prodigal, had nothing to do with him anymore.
Since he wasn't referring to her, was he referring to another Young Master Fu?
Fu Jiu raised her eyebrows and looked to her side.
A young man about the same age as her, dressed in a white suit. He was quite good-looking, but his head was like his mother's, so he wasn't very tall.
He didn't seem to like talking much, but there was a hint of impatience in his eyes. He looked like a spoiled young master.
This young master was none other than Fu Zhongyi's most precious illegitimate son — Fu Ximing.
There were two people who came with him to buy accessories, and Fu Jiu knew one of them.
No, not really.
To be exact, they had met face to face.
Back then, she was still naive and dressed like a hooligan. When she quarreled with He Honghua, it was this guy who looked at her with a smile on his face.
Fu Jiu could still remember the way he looked at her — contemptuous and disdainful.
It was probably because she kept seeing that gaze that she would quarrel with He Honghua over trivial matters.
The manager of the company — Du Ze.
The scumbag who caused her mother to be at a loss!
Fu Jiu bit the lollipop with her white teeth, and the corner of her mouth slowly turned up into a smile.
Was everyone here?
She really had to remember these two faces, or else what would happen if she missed when she hit them?
Du Ze also saw the prodigal son that he despised the most. In the past, out of consideration for He Honghua, he still had to address him as Young Master Fu whenever he saw him. In actual fact, he had long hated this mother and son pair. The older one was from the countryside and the younger one had no taste. Being around them would lower his status.
Unlike the person he was following now, who was not only knowledgeable but also talented in games.
They were both children of the Fu family, but this person's future was more than twice as bright as that prodigal son's.
"Young Master." Du Ze glanced at Fu Jiu and turned back to Fu Ximing. "Why don't we go over there and take a look? There are so many flies here, and it would be bad if they spoil your mood." “
Fu Ximing also recognized Fu Jiu.
But, so what?
He had never put his stupid brother in his eyes.
When he was young, he was always called a bastard.
He had to yield to Fu Jiu in everything.
Now he was right.
Who was Fu Jiu anyway?
That kind of trash wasn't even worth a glance from him.
Fu Ximing raised his chin, pulled up the zipper of his jacket, and said seriously, "He doesn't need to leave, so why should I? Keep picking. Didn't you just say that the things here are good? My keyboard needs a new one a long time ago. This one looks good. I'll buy it here. “
"Alright! Du Ze laughed. "Young Master is right. If he doesn't need to leave, then we don't need to leave either."
The other person also laughed. "Young Master Fu is indeed knowledgeable about computers. When we go to the Qin Group later, I will be able to help Young Master Fu."
"I still need Manager Li's help. Du Ze continued, "I heard that Manager Feng is very particular about first impressions. In addition to playing games well, he must also be good-looking. This …"
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