Fu Qingyun’s questioning made director Fang break out in cold sweat.
He was just a small director of a veterinary hospital. He was usually very low-key, and his account had gone through layers of disguises. He didn’t know how many moves he had made. He had thought that it was a flawless transaction, but who would have thought that Fu Qingyun would actually be in control of it.
He even knew the exact frequency of the transactions!
It was over..
He was really done for..
“My... My account might have been stolen! I... I can’t remember. I had a headache from this woman’s fever just now...”in a moment of desperation, he desperately tried to find an excuse to grab onto his life-saving straw.
Fu Qingyun sneered, “It’s not that you were stolen, it’s not that you can’t remember. You deliberately left out the word ‘vice president’, right? !”
Dean Fang: “I. . . Gong...”
