Chapter 8 This is what it means to show off wealth

Ferreth seemed to see Fu Ting's thoughts, "Don't worry, this is true. There are photos of buyers on the official list. You can go and see now. This Patek Philippe Hrygravssuli, the ordinary model is priced at 24 million magnesium gold, including perpetual calendar, Westminster clock time, sunrise and sunset times, and celestial charts, including the night sky that Graves, a banker in the 20th century, could look up at his home in New York. My model is a limited edition customized for me, and it costs 170 million magnesium gold. I won't tell you the functions inside. People of your class cannot use it. Now this watch."

Halfway through Ferreth's words, the palm of his hand holding the pocket watch was loosened, and the pocket watch worth 170 million magnesium gold naturally fell to the ground, and then it was crushed by Ferreth's feet.

"I don't want this watch now. Don't doubt it. My action is to show off my wealth in front of you. In my eyes, 170 million magnesium gold is no different from a penny."

At this moment, Fu Ting's cell phone rang, it was his father's call. Fu Ting answered the phone, and the other party's first words made Fu Ting's face extremely difficult to see.

"Son, something happened at home. The outside said that you had annoyed a big shot. All the company's stocks were suppressed. All the stocks outside were completely acquired and donated. The company went bankrupt. In the past five minutes, my phone was completely blown up by the bank. I just took time to notify you, find a place to hide. We will never pay off this debt in our lifetime."

Fu Ting's face was dull, his phone naturally fell to the ground, and the screen was smashed and shattered.

If Ferreth said just now, Fu Ting was suspicious, then this call made Fu Ting unable to believe that his family was really bankrupt, because of the people in front of him, the people dressed one by one and were particularly alternative.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Zhu Ziyu, who was drunk, hadn't reacted to what happened yet, "Hurry up and open a room, husband."

"Get out!" Fu Ting pushed Zhu Ziyu away. At this moment, his anger was vented on Zhu Ziyu. If this woman hadn't been asking for trouble for him, how could this happen today! It was her! She had hurt herself for the rest of her life! It was her!

Zhu Ziyu's slightly drunk nerves suddenly woke up because of Fu Ting's movements, "Husband, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Fu Ting gasped, "Bitch, I'll beat you to death!"

Fu Ting cursed in anger and slapped Zhu Ziyu in the face.

Zhu Ziyu, who was confused, didn't understand what was going on, so he saw his husband's crazy appearance, "Husband, what's wrong!"

"What's wrong? You still have the face to ask me what's wrong!" Fu Ting kicked Zhu Ziyu in the abdomen and kicked Zhu Ziyu to the ground, "If it weren't for you, a bitch, how could I mess with these big guys? Hum?"

"Big man?" Zhu Ziyu was still confused.

"Ms. Zhu, I just bought your husband's company, and now he is bankrupt." Ferreth stood aside and looked at Zhu Ziyu and the others with a joke.

"Acquisition? Husband, how can you listen to these stupid words? Look at them like this, how do you do it?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Fu Ting strode over and slapped Zhu Ziyu in the face, causing Zhu Ziyu to swallow the last half of the sentence before he could say it. "My father just called me, our family went bankrupt! Bankrupt!"

Fu Ting yelled at Zhu Ziyu.

"If it weren't for you, how could I have encountered such a thing? Slut! Slut!" Fu Ting kept slapping his hands and slapped Zhu Ziyu in the face.

After slapping a few times, Fu Ting finally vented the anger in his heart, and repeated regrets surged into his heart. When he thought about what his father had just said on the phone, he asked him to hide quickly, he was so scared that he was so scared.

Fu Ting couldn't accept this contrast from being a rich young man to a crossing rat.

Looking at Ferreth and Future, Fu Ting bent his knees and knelt down on the spot.

"Masters, please spare me. I was also bewitched by this woman!"

"Tsk tsk." Ferreth shook his head, "I remember someone just said that if he had a simple meal every day, he would rather die. I really don't know if he could do it. I really want to see it."

"No! Uncle, I was wrong! I was wrong!" Fu Ting's voice was filled with crying voice. The feeling of falling from heaven to hell almost broke down. "Give me a break, please, spare me a break!"

"Haha." Ferreth sneered, "Come here to lick my soles."

Fu Ting's face was stunned, and then he knelt down and crawled towards Ferreth as if he had made a decision.

"Get out!" When Fu Ting climbed in front of Ferreth, he was kicked away by Ferreth. "Is it just a guy like you who should lick my soles?"

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it!" Fu Ting shook his head repeatedly, waved his palms and kept pulling it into his face, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Haha." Ferreth sneered and turned around and walked out of the hotel.

Future smiled and jumped out of the hotel.

Fu Ting, who was kneeling there, saw with his own eyes that Ferreth and Future boarded an extended Rolls-Royce, the license plate number with five consecutive Beijing license plates, which made his face full of fear.

In the car, red hair leaned against the seat, looked at Fu Ting kneeling in the hotel lobby through the car window, "Have you let him go so easily?"

"That's it. The boss is hiding his identity now, just punish him a little." Bai Chi spoke.

What they said was a little punishment without any pretentious feeling. If Fu Ting was from the underground world, he would dare to insult the owner of the King of Guangming Island, and he would dare to insult Ye Yunshu. Now he has become a corpse.

The extended version of Rolls-Royce is gradually fading away.

Xiao Yang and Ye Yunshu also strolled back home.

After drinking a lot of wine at night, Ye Yunshu was also a little drunk, and a blush appeared on his pretty face, which was cute and tight.

"Husband, then I'll say it. When I finish my work tomorrow, we'll go out for a walk." Ye Yunshu stood in front of the bedroom and smiled at Xiao Yang.

"Okay." Xiao Yang nodded and watched Ye Yunshu walk into the bedroom.

"That wife." Xiao Yang looked at Ye Yunshu's wonderful back and rubbed his hands.

"Um?"

"It's getting colder recently. I'll sleep alone and wake up at night." Xiao Yang bared his teeth, and there was an indoor thermometer next to him, which showed 31 degrees Celsius. This is definitely a temperature that makes people feel hot when sleeping naked.
Chapter completed!