Mad Son-in-law

The third-level nursing home looked at Ma Dahua and Yang Cuizhi who were crying and howling on the ground, somewhat inexplicably, frowning at Fu Gui: "Mr. Fu, do you still need to do this...?"

Unexpectedly, there are still people who will start before them.

It seems that Ma Dahua and Yang Cuizhi are indeed hateful.

Fu Gui narrowed his fierce eyes and murmured, "I know where this girl has been seen just now."

"Which one? Is that the little girl who just met?"

Fu Gui nodded.

If you guessed correctly, this little girl should be the thin, thin, and weak-looking girl next to Wang Jie. Unexpectedly, Wang Jie is surrounded by talents. Such a little girl is still a fierce thug, and she can take action. Naturally, Wang Jie's tacit approval.

From this point of view, this Wang Jie is really a man who will repay his grievances and grievances clearly.

The commendation lies in Wang Jie's fierceness and strategy.

This reminded Fu Gui of a person, Wang Hongyuan, the hottest figure in Yancheng back then.

No, it should be said, not exactly like it.

Wang Hongyuan's wisdom and strategy are surprising, but he is lenient and generous; and Wang Jie obviously has one more trait than his father, that is, fierceness. No wonder, this is related to a person's origin after all.

Fu Gui squatted down, looked at Ma Dahua contemptuously, and said coldly: "Just your IQ, are you still playing with Wang Jie? Are you worthy?"

Ma Dahua looked like a dog in the water, crying bitterly and said, "Mr. Fu, forgive me, I have always been your cronies. What I do is your account..."

"I told you?" Fu Gui said with a smile: "I did everything the old man confessed, but in the end I became a wiper? The old man asked me to be a scapegoat, then I can only let you be a scapegoat."

"No! Mr. Fu, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't use your name to scare Master Nine and Nine." Ma Dahua knew what was wrong with him, and now he had no choice but to admit his mistake.

Fu Gui gritted his teeth and said: "You're a mess. You don't have enough success. You still know that you shouldn't use me as a backstop! Just because of this, I should let you send you to see Prince Yan."

"Don't, don't, don't!" Ma Dahua and Yang Cuizhi kowtowed frantically, begging for mercy.

"Don't cry anymore, you are now like this, you are not worthy of me to punish you, someone has already done what should be done!" Fu Gui spit out malicious sputum on Ma Dahua's face, stood up, turned around and said, "Sou, Take away all the valuable things from them. I let you two live, but I have to make you impoverished and dead."

After that, I went downstairs.

When Ma Dahua and Yang Cuizhi heard that the wealth they had secretly kept in the Wang's house for so many years was about to be taken away, it was more painful than death. They didn't care that their arms were broken, and they rushed on and bit them and resisted desperately. But the two nursing homes were not used to them, and knocked them to the ground with a few old punches.

Saluting, carrying packages, even rummaged through his pockets, and after finding the last few coins, two thugs walked away to protect the courtyard.

Ma Dahua and Yang Cuizhi were desperate, sobbing and crying.

Weeping and crying, resent each other again.

"Smelly lady, I blame you so much, I have to steal some bracelets."

"Are you still scolding me? It's not that Fu Gui's face was swollen and fattened and Wang Jiujiu was angered..."

"You...you talk nonsense, I will kill you!"

"There is no money anyway, this life is over, my old lady fights with you, I tore your stinky mouth..."

The two instantly became a ball.

"Mr. Fu, I have brought everything, and there are two deposit receipts, more than one million yuan." The two nursing homes got into the car and took the things out.

Fu Gui glanced at it, and there were many things that Wang Bojun had used inside, including some of Lu Zhi's gold, silver and jade.

"Two home-stealing mice!"

Fu Gui understood that this thing was absolutely impossible to take back. If Wang Bojun and Lu Zhi were to know that these two people started stealing things when they were by their side, then he would have another guilt—unfavorable employment.

"The deposit slip is ruined, and you two will share the remaining things. Remember, these things should be dealt with quickly, and you are not allowed to show off. In addition, no one is allowed to mention the things we have been here today!"

The two nursing homes were immediately overjoyed, and there was such a good thing, and they quickly agreed again and again.

Fu Gui closed his eyes and began to ponder his future.

Since Wang Bojun is suspicious of himself, with his temper, he may be more defensive against himself in the future, so the days to come will be sad. Working hard for Wang Bojun for a lifetime, just because of such a small matter, it is very likely that he will lose his trust, which is too unfair.

Fu Gui pondered that it was time for him to find a backer to depend on in the future. Originally, he didn't have this heart, but Wang Bojun was forcing him again!

Who do you choose? Wang Xuan? still is……

"By the way, Mr. Fu, today you are going to send tea to Master Wang Xuan. Master Xuan gave you a gift box in the trunk! Master Xuan said, thank you for working hard at Wang's house for so many years."

"Oh? Come on, take me to see!" Fu Gui immediately became alert, a little excited in his heart.

Park in the nursing home and hand over the gift box.

Fu Gui was quite excited, and took a look at it carefully, but suddenly his expression changed slightly.

Wang Xuan gave himself a Blancpain watch, 18th century retro style, platinum case, ebony bracelet, gold dial, emerald diamond inlays, tourbillon, split-second chronograph, perpetual calendar, and moon phases. Absolute luxury, absolute luxury.

Fu Gui is an expert in watch collection. He has more than 30 famous watches in different sizes, but none of them can be compared with this one.

"beautiful!"

"Yeah, Master Xuan is interested, how much money do you get!"

The two nursing homes exclaimed.

Fu Gui's expression was condensed, and he said lightly: "About more than eight million yuan."

"Eight million?"

"My dear, Mr. Fu, Master Xuan respects you too much!"

Fu Gui hummed and said softly: "Wrap it up, and send it back to Master Xuan tomorrow, thank him for me, but tell him that the gift is too heavy and I can't accept it."

The two nurseries looked at each other. Mr. Fu's concentration is too strong, it's 8 million...

But they didn't know that this watch also had a name, called "Lourder Watch". This Lauder was the steward of Henry VIII when he was the prince. He was loyal to Henry VIII and made great contributions in the process of obtaining the throne. And this watch is made to commemorate him, so it is also called the butler watch.

Wang Xuan gave this watch, the meaning is very simple, Fu Gui did not understand, nothing more than a hint. One day in the future, he will become the head of the family. Until then, Fu Gui will still be a majestic butler of ten thousand people under one person.

This can be regarded as a temptation and promise to myself. Wang Xuan tried again and asked if he wanted to be Lauder.

"Hehe, Master Xuan, I have a good intention, but unfortunately, my age is old and my eyes are dazzled, so I don't need to watch!" Fu Gui murmured with a wry smile.

In Wang Xuan's eyes, he was still a housekeeper. But what is a steward? Even if one person is below ten thousand people, it is just a mere mere appearance, and it is still a subordinate.

I, Fu Guidu, has been a servant for a lifetime. After serving Wang Bojun, should I still serve Wang Xuan? Being a servant for a lifetime, will always be a veritable slave?

Thinking about it now, in comparison, Wang Jie's walking stick is a little more comfortable.

He still knows anyhow that I, Fu Gui, is also an old man in the past, and he needs a little humane care...

I, Fu Gui, had been a servant for a lifetime. Before I was buried, I couldn't be my own master once?

I'm sorry, at this age, I have done enough to be a slave.

"Let's drive, the old man should look for me again!" Fu Gui leaned on the back seat, already having his own choice in his heart.