Seeing that the old man was silent, uncle li changed the topic. Xiao Wen, do you know that when our old man was young, he also personally participated in the race and won all the Grand Slam in the world's horse race? "
Grand Slam, " Wen Qiao said sincerely. that's amazing. Grandpa Fu is really amazing.
This was a heartfelt admiration. Only when she was on the horse did she realize that this sport was not easy, nor was it simple.
that's all in the past, " Fu huaiyong coughed lightly. what else is there to say? "
Uncle li chuckled. back then, our country wasn't the best in the race, but our old man changed the foreigners 'view of us with his own power. From then on, our old man began to support horse racing in the country. This racing course in Haicheng and the one in Macau were both built by our old man. The current president of the horse race is the old man's rider.
Wen Qiao really didn't know about this, so she said sincerely, " Grandpa Fu has made a great contribution to the horse racing.
She spoke the truth, without any intention of flattery.
"It's useless to say such nice things," Fu huaiyong chuckled.
Wen Qiao chuckled in her heart. This old man was probably going to think that she was trying to please him again. She said, " "Then I won't say it."
Fu huaiyong's face darkened,"you're so cowardly!"
Fu Nanli tried to mediate the situation. you don't like it when she praises you. You don't like it when she doesn't say anything nice. Grandpa, you're making things difficult for her.
"Why are you protecting that girl?" Fu huaiyong glared at him.
Fu Nanli said, " she's still young, and sometimes she speaks without thinking. But she doesn't have any ill intentions towards you. I hope you won't hold it against her. She still has to go and receive an award. Today, this little girl is lucky to have won against Grandpa again. I hope Grandpa won't take it to heart.
thank you, Grandpa Fu. Wen Qiao looked at old master Fu with a smile.
The two of them then left.
This time, Fu huaiyong really had a whole new level of respect for Wen Qiao. One fact after another showed that this girl was indeed gifted.
The only thing that made him feel like there was a Fishbone stuck in his throat was that the girl's body was not well. He did not know what illness the girl had, but he said that it was because she could not leave Nan Li's illness.
Logically speaking, this girl was so amazing in all aspects, so she shouldn't be lacking money. Thus, it wasn't because she needed Nan Li's money to treat her illness that she couldn't leave him.
What other illness could it be?
He couldn't figure it out for a while.
After Wen Qiao received her award, Fu Nanli specially brought her to the Xiaotang Mountain Club to celebrate with her.
The two of them had just sat down when there was a knock on the door. The waiter came in with a large bouquet of flowers in his hand. miss Wen, someone has brought you this to celebrate your victory.
Wen Qiao received the flowers. There was a card inside. She took it out and saw that it was from Mr. William, the CEO of Huaihe company.
Fu Nanli glanced at the huge bouquet of flowers. "Who sent it?"
Wen Qiao didn't mind and inserted the card back into the card, saying indifferently, " "Mr. William from the company next door gave it to me."
Fu Nanli frowned. Not only were they neighbors, but he was also so concerned about her competition. The competition had just ended, and he had already ordered such a huge bouquet.
Obviously, it was another one of her admirers.
"Are you two very close?"
I'm not too familiar with him. I just nodded at him.
Fu Nanli slowly cut the steak on his plate and let out a soft breath. What was there to be concerned about? he was just another cannon fodder who admired her.
It was enough that Qiao 'er's heart was with him.
The phone on the table vibrated. Wen Qiao saw that it was a message from William. "Congratulations on winning the horse race."
She didn't send him her WeChat, but William knew her phone number.
She couldn't be bothered with him and directly slammed the phone on the table.
Oh? " Fu Nanli frowned slightly. who sent the message? "