Chapter 962: What Is Poverty and What Is Wealth?

Fu Yizhou had a self-deprecating look on his face, and he looked dead and dejected. He looked deeply at Xie Limo, and suddenly felt that before he died, he should feel honored to have Young Master Xie come to ask him in person. He at least had some value.

Fu Yizhou laughed self-deprecatingly, "Haha... As expected, Young Master Xie knows everything."

He had always been jealous and envious of Xie Limo's ability to strategize and this kind of favored child of heaven.

Yun Bixue felt that she just wanted to ask some questions. Meng Xinyan was dead, and maybe Fu Yizhou would know something.

After all, it was for the Su Group, and she wanted to understand the matter clearly.

However, when her Mr. Xie came, she always felt that this conversation had become an interrogation.

What shocked her was that Xie Limo knew everything, including Fu Yizhou's previous relationship?

Did he send someone to check Fu Yizhou's information? But could it be so fast?

Generally speaking, Mr. Xie in her family would not do such insignificant things. At least in her opinion, Fu Yizhou is really an insignificant character and is not worth investigating.

In fact, Yun Bixue still underestimated her importance in Mr. Xie's heart. As long as she wanted to know something, as long as she was confused, Mr. Xie would keep it in his heart. Even if she didn't speak, he would do something for her silently.

Just as Yun Bixue was thinking in her heart, Fu Yizhou's self-deprecating laughter resounded in the room, which was very harsh.

Then he stared at Yun Bixue and said, "Mrs. Xie, you people with golden keys, how can you know the troubles of us poor people, how can you know the pain in our hearts, no, you don't know, you don't understand at all!" Fu Yizhou's eyes were scarlet, and his words were full of gnashing teeth.

Yun Bixue was stunned and frowned, saying, "Fu Yizhou, you are hopeless. What is rich and what is poor? As the financial director of Su Group, your salary is enough for you to live a worry-free life. Do you still feel poor?"

"You don't understand at all. How can you understand? Haha, those salaries are really ridiculous. Let me ask you, have you seen it? That little money may not be enough for you, right? Haha..." Fu Yizhou's laughter was very harsh, with sarcasm and cynicism.

Fu Yizhou questioned so badly that Xie Shao felt cold all over.

Yun Bixue also felt the breath around Xie Limo and held his hand, fearing that he would do something. She also wanted to hear something from Fu Yizhou.

"Fu Yizhou, you have a problem in your heart. Wealth and honor are all in your heart. Everyone is working hard to live. Everyone has their own troubles. The key is the mentality. According to what you said, do the grassroots employees of the group not need to live?" Yun Bixue looked at Fu Yizhou in front of her with some pity, thinking, no wonder he could do such a thing, it turns out that he is mentally abnormal and sick.

Fu Yizhou's shackled hands angrily hit the table and said painfully: "You, you don't have back pain when you talk, have you ever felt my pain? I worked hard and worked hard just to buy a house so that I can have a home with her. I am not afraid of hardship or fatigue, even if I work overtime all night, it doesn't matter, but what did she do, haha, she thought I was poor, she found a rich second generation, she said that person can let her live a rich life."