Like uncle and niece

it's very likely. Dongchuan had lost hundreds of millions because of this, and the number of customers had plummeted. Nanyun had benefited the most, so it was obviously him who "

it was only by luck that nothing happened that time. President Wu JR. Did indeed disregard human lives for the sake of business competition.

[ boycott the southern fate ]

[ boycott the southern fate +1 ]

Wu Junyuan was so angry that he almost fainted. After a lot of effort, he finally helped Dongchuan.

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In baoyan restaurant, the wound on Wen Qiao's head had already recovered a lot after five days of changing the medicine, and there was no need for a bandage.

Although it was winter, it was still unbearable to not wash her hair for a few days. She could only wear a cap and dress casually like a street girl.

When she stood next to Fu Nanli, who was wearing a long, iron-gray coat, the age gap between them was very obvious.

The moment Ji xiancheng saw it, he couldn't help but say, " "Like an uncle and a niece."

Fu Nanli's face darkened instantly.

I'm just joking, " Ji xianmo hurriedly said. you're serious? "

He didn't know how nervous his cousin was about this relationship. A joke was enough to make a usually calm person lose his mind.

Fu Nanli turned to look at Wen Qiao. She was wearing a short, beige down jacket with a hoodie underneath, a pair of black sports pants with white stripes on the side, a pair of dad shoes on her feet, and a light pink cap on her head.

She looked a little childish without makeup.

He was like a high school student.

Ji xiancheng walked in front of Wen Qiao and asked with concern, " "Is the wound on your head better?"

Wen Qiao supported herself on the back of the chair. yes, it's forming a scab. There's no need to change the dressing. The doctor said that it'll be able to come into contact with water in two days.

well, that's good. I set up the banquet today to entertain you. I haven't thanked you properly yet.

Wen Qiao waved her hand. it's nothing. No need to thank me.  

The few people at the table were all senior executives of Dongchuan aviation engineering company and Ji Xianyou's Secretary, Sun Jing. They all toasted Wen Qiao. Of course, Wen Qiao drank fruit juice.

Only sun Jing was calm and didn't try to please Wen Qiao like the other senior executives.

Wen Qiao noticed that the man beside her wasn't in a good mood, so she leaned over and whispered, " "Are you still in shock? Do you need to see a psychiatrist?"

She knew that the survivors of a plane crash usually had to go through counseling.

Moreover, Fu Nanli and the others were in the cockpit. No matter how strong a person was, there should be a limit to their psychological endurance when faced with such risks.

I'm fine. Fu Nanli held her hand. I'm fine.

His greatest fear was when he saw her bleeding on the ground. The crash did not leave any trauma in his heart. The past was the past.

Throughout the meal, Wen Qiao heard the airline executives compliment her.

She had saved a child on the plane and was also master Fu's girlfriend. They definitely had to compliment the little girl.

Wen Qiao was so flattered by the group of people that she couldn't sit still. Fu Nanli tutted softly."Let's all eat."

After the meal, a group of senior executives surrounded the two young masters and Wen Qiao as they walked out.

Wu Junyuan felt that this was an ill-fated relationship.

He was very happy to have met the young master the last time.

However, this time, when he saw Ji xiancheng, his vision went black. It was truly a case of 'enemies never meet'.

In the narrow passageway, the two sides met.

With one hand in his pocket, Ji xiancheng cast a glance at the person in front of him. "Little CEO Wu."

Wu Junyuan gritted his teeth and smiled. "President Ji, long time no see."

"CEO Wu wants to see me?"

Wu Junyuan's smile was a little stiff. we're all in the same business. We'll see each other often.