Just as Lin Shiyu was in a daze, she saw Fu Jingtong kissing her.
"Knock, knock." Someone knocked on the door.
Someone was knocking on the door.
Someone had interrupted him again!
Fu Jingtong's eyes darkened, his tone filled with rage and impatience. "Scram!"
"Young Master." His underling's voice came from outside. "Bad news, the company is in trouble."
The company was in trouble again.
The veins on Fu Jingtong's forehead were throbbing, but this concerned the company, he could only let go of Lin Shiyu and stood up. "Shi 'shi, I'll be back later."
Fu Jingtong left the room.
…
In the study room.
Fu Jingtong sat on the office chair and his underling reported in a low voice, "Young Master, Koco has sent us a final warning. They want us to transfer 300 million US dollars into their company account before midnight. If not, they will sue Young Master for commercial fraud and send him to jail."
Bam! Fu Jingtong picked up the ashtray and smashed it against the wall. Koco actually wanted him to go to jail.
"Have you applied for a loan from the bank?" he asked in a low voice.
"Young Master, the bank … has already refused to lend us a loan. The Fu Corporation has yet to make up for the billions of US dollars that they owe us previously. Our credit limit has run into some problems."
Fu Jingtong's face darkened. What should he do now?
He couldn't fork out 300 million US dollars.
"Have you sent someone to investigate the big boss of Koco?"
His underling nodded. "We've already sent someone to investigate. The President of Koco calls himself Mr Smithson and he's quite mysterious. Other than that, we haven't found anything else."
Mr Smithson?
"Young Master …" His underling wanted to say something but stopped himself.
Fu Jingtong lifted his eyes and looked at his underling. "Speak."
"Young Master, Mr Smithson sent a message. If Young Master can't fork out 300 million US dollars, then … then …"
"Then what?"
"We'll use Young Madam in exchange."
Fu Jingtong's expression changed. "What did you say?"
"Mr Smithson said that he'll use 300 million US dollars to buy Young Madam. Mr Smithson is in the Capital now and he wants Young Master to send Young Madam over personally."
The President of Koco spent 300 million US dollars to buy Lin Shiyu?
Fu Jingtong's eyes glinted dangerously. Since when did Mr Smithson fall for Lin Shiyu?
It was a great humiliation that he should want his wife, and that he should send his wife over himself.
Very quickly, Fu Jingtong thought of something. Could the President of Koco, Mr Smithson, be … Fu Qinglun?
Fu Jingtong was also shocked by this bold idea.
Seeing his Young Master's expression change unpredictably, his subordinate wiped his sweat and braced himself to ask, "Young Master, do you want to exchange Madam for the money? We really don't have that much money now …"
Before he could finish speaking, Fu Jingtong gave his underling a sinister look.
The underling quickly shut his mouth.
…
In the room, Lin Shiyu whipped out her phone and sent a WeChat message. The WeChat group 'I'm the Boss' had lit up.
Little Lemon's Mama – Mo 'er, how's Little Lemon doing recently?
The charming little princess sent him a voice message. Clicking on it, Little Lemon's Grandma's voice could be heard — - Mama, Little Lemon has been obedient, eating and sleeping. Little Lemon misses Mama so much, muah.
Lin Shiyu curved her red lips and her pretty face was immersed in a gentle motherly aura. Little Lemon's heart melted when she heard that.
She missed Little Lemon very much too.
She also sent a mua emoji.
Charming Little Devil – Little Lemon has put on two pounds recently. Shiyu, when are you coming back?
Little Lemon's Mama – I've met with some trouble recently.
The user is typing … – Do you need my help?
An 'an is finally online!
Little Lemon's Mama – Not at the moment.
Charming Little Devil – Shiyu, shout if you need me! And An 'an, it's time to go home.
The user is typing … – I'll be back in the Capital in two days.
Lin Shiyu wanted to send another WeChat message, but at this moment, the room door was pushed open and Fu Jingtong walked in.
Lin Shiyu quickly closed the WeChat group and raised her pretty eyes to look at Fu Jingtong. "Are you done with your work?"
This time, Fu Jingtong did not pounce on her. He only stood by the door and looked at her, his gaze as cold as a poisonous snake. "Pack up, we're going to the Capital now."
"The Capital? Why are we going there? "Lin Shiyu asked warily.
"The President of Koco, Mr Smithson, spent 300 million US dollars to buy you over, so I'm going to give you to him."
What?
Lin Shiyu looked at Fu Jingtong coldly and suddenly sneered. "You were just saying that I'm your wife just now, and in the blink of an eye, you're going to give your wife to another man's bed. Fu Jingtong, you're selling your wife just because you don't have any money to spend. You're really the worst kind of coward."
"…"
Fu Jingtong had witnessed this woman's eloquence long ago. He was not angry and only laughed sinisterly.
Lin Shiyu could sense that Fu Jingtong was a little strange. He seemed to be hiding something from her.
That President of Koco spent 300 million US dollars to buy her, did he even ask for her opinion?
These men were really disgusting.
She did not want to be given around as a bargaining chip.
Fu Jingtong did not have 300 million US dollars, but he still had the cheek to send her to Mr Smithson's bed.
She walked towards the door. "Your matters have nothing to do with me. I won't go to Mr Smithson's bed, nor will I serve him."
At this moment, Fu Jingtong grasped her slender wrist and stopped her from leaving. "Shi 'shi, you really don't know Mr Smithson?"
"What do you mean by that? Do I know Mr Smithson? "Lin Shiyu quickly retorted.
The woman's pretty eyes were clear and bright, she did not seem to be lying. Fu Jingtong pondered for a moment and said, "Mr Smithson has specifically asked for you. My Shi 'shi, you're really charming. Whether you're willing or not, I'm going to send you to the Capital."
"Fu Jingtong, even if you send me there, I'll only break Mr Smithson's lower body and turn him into a cripple. By then, Mr Smithson will definitely blame it on you!" Lin Shiyu threatened coldly. Fu Jingtong was stunned.
These words made Fu Jingtong happy. He curved his lips. "Shi 'shi, I'm looking forward to Mr Smithson becoming a useless piece of trash in your hands."
"You!" Lin Shiyu still wanted to struggle.
But at this moment, Fu Jingtong slashed the back of her neck. Lin Shiyu's vision darkened and she fainted.
…
The Capital.
The auction that caused a stir in the business circle was held at the Royal Auction House. One after another, luxury cars stopped on the lawn.
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