She just wanted to provoke her to argue with Fu Nanli's grandfather, just to stimulate her to be herself. In that way, Grandpa Fu might be so angry that his illness would relapse.
In that case, Fu Nanli would be caught in the middle and be in a dilemma.
Miss Qiu is very calculating.
"Well, I've taken note of your suggestion. Next time I meet Grandpa Fu, I'll tell her directly what I want to say."
Qiu Ya had a smile on her face and a cold light flashed in her eyes.
She can keenly sense whether the opponent is easy to deal with or not.
This Wen Qiao was not as innocent and easy to fool as the female college student she imagined. She was easily provoked by a few words and used her true nature to preach in front of the old man.
In that case, Wen Qiao would be completely out.
Mr. Fu doesn't like true nature.
What he wants is obedience, absolute obedience. Anyone who argues with him will be put on the blacklist.
As he was speaking, Fu Nanli came out of the ward. The person who had seemed lazy stood up straight and walked towards him. Fu Nanli naturally put his arms around her waist.
Wen Qiao has never been a person who likes to show off or brag, but at this moment he looked at Qiu Ya meaningfully, with a mysterious smile on his face.
Qiu Ya is a smart person and she keenly read the message in Wen Qiao's eyes, 'Sister, I advise you not to waste your efforts, this man is mine.'
Fu Nanli didn't even look at her. Wen Qiao nodded and said, "We'll leave first."
Qiu Ya pretended to be generous: "Slow down."
In the small courtyard downstairs, the two got into the car, and Wen Qiao asked him: "Did your grandfather say anything to you?"
"Nothing."
It was simply telling him that Wen Qiao was a bad boy with a lot of tricks.
Well, grandpa overestimates the child. Where does she get her wit from
Wen Qiao moved closer to him and said, "Miss Qiu seems to be very popular with your grandfather."
Just now in the ward, Qiu Ya acted as if she was one of them.
Fu Nanli leaned closer and asked, "Are you jealous?"
Wen Qiao backed away until she reached the car door, with no way to retreat. She put her hands on his broad chest and said, "I'm not jealous, I just think she might be a good candidate for your grandfather's granddaughter-in-law."
Fu Nanli held her soft hand and said, "Mrs. Fu's position is yours. No matter how satisfied Grandpa is, it's useless."
Wen Qiao: "I told your grandfather that once I can rank among the top ten in the national wealth list, he will no longer be prejudiced against me."
But Fu Nanli's face darkened slightly: "How much?"
"top ten."
Fu Nanli gritted his teeth and said, "You ignorant girl, do you know how many rich people there are in the country? In Haicheng alone, they say that if you throw a brick randomly, all the people you hit are billionaires."
Wen Qiao's heart sank: "So many rich people?"
No wonder the old man looked at her with disdain just now.
Fu Nanli held his forehead with his hand: "Do you know how much assets you have now?"
Wen Qiao calculated in his mind: "Fenlin Pharmaceuticals previously developed a special drug for blood diseases and made a lot of money. I got about 40 million."
The project invested by Fu Nanli was not favored by Ye Minqiu at first, but the profit doubled in the end, which made Ye Minqiu look at Wen Qiao's abilities with admiration.
"What else? Clubs and entertainment companies."
Wen Qiao was a little distressed: "The club and the entertainment company are relatively small in number. The two combined are not even half as much as Fenlin."
Fu Nanli's heart sank. "After deducting all the unnecessary things, your net assets are 60 million."
Wen Qiao: “Yeah, almost.”
(End of this chapter)