Chapter: 810
He said, turned and left.
Wu Tutu shook his head, plastic brotherhood...
Only Su Nan was there, and everyone had to stand back.
Su Nan pushed him to greet everyone, apparently he didn't think about him, but everyone was secretly speculating about their relationship.
Fu Yechuan glanced at him, and saw that Shang Qian was surrounded by people not far away to greet him, and he couldn't get away at all.
When he saw Fu Yechuan, he seemed a little surprised, but he soon returned to normal.
Fu Yechuan hooked the corners of his lips, flashing a trace of coldness.
The Fu family is Hong Ye's old partner. When he saw Fu Yechuan coming, Hong Ye, a man in his forties or fifties, happily went over and patted him on the shoulder.
"Brother Fu, long time no see. I heard that something happened to you. I should have gone to see you a long time ago. I was delayed!"
Su Nan looked at Hong Ye, an uncle who was about the same age as Fu Yechuan's father, and called him Brother Fu, and couldn't help but feel a little weird and wanted to laugh.
Fu Yechuan smiled calmly, "It's nothing serious, I'm worried."
"Why are you polite, this is..."
Hong Ye looked at Su Nan behind Fu Yechuan, and Fu Yechuan spoke.
"Su Nan, the president of the Su Group, the jewel in the palm of Chairman Su Yifeng."
Su Nan smiled and reached out to shake his hand.
"Hello, Chairman Hong."
Hong also breathed a sigh of relief, "So it's your ex-wife, I've heard about it, I didn't expect you to be divorced, and your relationship is still so good?"
Su Nan's face remained unchanged, but she was already vaguely dissatisfied, and Hong Ye's attitude was very annoying.
Fu Yechuan's expression changed slightly, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "We are good friends even after divorce."
"That's that, after all, this circle is so small, you can't see up and down, it's better for everyone to be kind."
There was something in Hong Ye's words, and Su Nan had given up on wanting to make friends with him.
Such a person is not worthy of their Su family in terms of character.
Just as he was talking, Hong also stretched out his hand to say hello, "Yihuan, here!"
A beautiful and extravagantly dressed girl ran over, she was well-behaved and docile, the opposite of her dressing style.
At first glance, people with rich families are not short of money, but they don't look so generous.
"This is the Fu Yechuan I mentioned, Mr. Fu, young and promising, don't you always want to know?"
Hong also looked at his little daughter and signaled with his eyes, asking her to take the initiative.
With a caveat.
Hong Yihuan lowered her head, blushed, and bowed slightly.
"Mr. Fu, hello."