Mr. Gao Leng Fu is addicted to doting his wife

Chapter 92 The little girl doesn't have as much heart as you said
Jiang Cheng reached out to hail a taxi, got in and went home.

At this time, in a corner of the inpatient department on the sixth floor, a pair of slender eyes full of hatred kept staring in the direction of the hospital entrance.Rough fingers plucked at the clean white wall, leaving a dark red mark.

It was almost noon when Jiang Cheng returned home. She changed her slippers from the entrance, took out a beige home clothes from the bedroom, and went straight into the bathroom.

The hot air from the top of the head enveloped Jiang Cheng all the way down, and the fatigue of the night was also relieved.

After Jiang Cheng took a shower, he took out the bread and milk from the refrigerator, warmed them up a bit, and finally finished his lunch.

After eating, Jiang Cheng lazily nestled in a corner of the sofa, picked up his phone and checked the news for a while.

When her white and delicate fingers slid across the entertainment section, Jiang Cheng hesitated, but clicked on it anyway. At some point, she also paid attention to the entertainment headlines.

On the night of the charity gala, the news that Fu Yushi had spent a lot of money to make the beauty laugh had already been suppressed by the news announced by another first-line celebrity.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but slide her fingers. She had seen this photo of Fu Yushi and Liu Suxi walking the red carpet no less than five times.Two days ago, when she clicked on the news, it would automatically jump out, even if she didn't want to read it. After the news became popular these two days, she turned it over and read it twice.

I have to admit that as a first-line artist and winner of multiple awards, Liu Suxi does have an outstanding appearance.

With a height of 1.7 meters, a beautiful appearance, and a supermodel background, these several identities are enough for her to gain a firm foothold in the entertainment industry.What's more, the rumored affair with Fu Yushi has further boosted her status in the entertainment industry.

Jiang Cheng's thin white thumb and index finger opened and closed repeatedly, changing the distance of the photo.

"Liar!" Jiang Cheng suddenly opened his mouth.

The cold voice seemed unusually abrupt in the small space.

At this time, in the office of the president of Shiye Investment Department.

Because it was Sunday, the president's office was empty except for the customer service at the front desk.

There were two people sitting leisurely on the sofa in the CEO's office.

Fu Yushi's slender right hand with well-defined bones was habitually tapping rhythmically on his overlapping right leg.

It was rare for him not to work overtime at Fu Group today, sitting in the office in a casual shirt and trousers, chatting and drinking tea with Cheng Zixiang.

At this time, Cheng Zixiang, who was sitting across from him, did not look very pretty.

After six days of continuous work, I finally took a day off.Fu Yushi called him early in the morning, played golf with him all morning, had lunch at noon, and couldn't even drink his saliva, so he was taken back to Shiye to work overtime to review the contract.

"I said, old Fu, you pay twice the salary of other companies, and the staff of the legal department is just a display? I am the president of a listed investment company, and I will accompany you to the company to review the contract on the weekend! "

While complaining, Cheng Zixiang increased his strength in flipping through the pages.

The well-made contract paper was creaked by him.

Fu Yushi didn't seem to hear the other party's complaint, stood up and picked up a pack of cigarettes from the executive desk, pulled out one from the middle and put it to his mouth, then picked up the lighter and "snapped" it on fire.

In just a few seconds, a faint smell of cigarettes wafted out of the huge office.

The contract was quickly turned to the last page, and Cheng Zixiang threw the annotated contract directly across to Fu Yushi's seat.

"You should think about the profit again. It's best not to give up too much profit in the early stage."

Cheng Zixiang's addiction to cigarettes was also hooked, he got up and went to the executive desk, and lit a cigarette.

"Then do as you say!"

Hearing this, Cheng Zixiang punched Fu Yushi on the left shoulder, and asked tentatively: "You are worth the money, don't be afraid that you will be beaten in the end. Don't be a little girl with ulterior motives. You were cheated and paid for it."

Hearing Cheng Zixiang's words, Fu Yushi's mouth curled slightly: "You think they are all like you, but the little girl is not as thoughtful as you think!"

Fu Yushi's tone showed a sense of protection, and he was quite dissatisfied with what his companion said.

"Then what are you doing all the way to the company instead of staying at the villa on Sunday? Just for such a contract that is not in a hurry?"

Cheng Zixiang clicked his chin on the contract on the opposite sofa and asked.

Fu Yu turned right and lit the cigarette in the ashtray.

"The old man is a bit aggressive this time."

When Fu Yu finished speaking, Cheng Zixiang immediately jumped up on the spot.

"Fuck! Old Fu, are you human? The family forces you to find a partner, so you use me as a backstop, right?"

Cheng Zixiang suddenly remembered that the last time his father forced him to go on a blind date, he used the excuse that he had a business trip with Fu Yushi because of cooperation.As a result, the old man didn't believe it, so he made a phone call. Fu Yushi answered the phone and sold himself outright.

Fu Yushi looked at Cheng Zixiang's frowning, and remembered the phone call from Mr. Cheng that day, and laughed softly.

"You are different from me!"

Fu Yushi gave the reason.

"Why is it different, oh! You have someone in your heart, but I don't have it here?" Cheng Zixiang pointed to the left chest.

"Hehe! Just like your old man, even Miss Su's family can't pass his test, that girl of the Jiang family..."

Cheng Zixiang shook his head and smiled wryly.

A smile flashed across Fu Yushi's dark eyes, he pressed the butt of the cigarette into the ashtray, exhaled the last puff of smoke, and curled up the corners of his mouth.

"It's not two years ago now!"

The next day is Monday.

Jiang Cheng came to Shiye to work on time.

The morning meeting was held from nine o'clock to ten o'clock, mainly to arrange the cooperation between Shiye and Jiang's Clothing.

Due to Jiang Cheng's embarrassing status, she was not arranged to follow up on this cooperation, but Liu Xin, who was in the president's office, was fully responsible.

Liu Xin is an old man who followed Cheng Zixiang early in the morning. He is in his 40s, short and wears a pair of glasses. Went to S city.

Jiang Cheng just sat down at the workstation when Linda came over in a standard black suit and white shirt.

Her current work is generally arranged directly by Linda.

"Jiang Cheng, Lin Yanjun still has a document that needs to be confirmed, you can take a look first." Linda said and handed over a blue folder.

Jiang Cheng took it, opened it, and saw the title in bold four-point black at the top of the file.

The document is about the share of home robot sales in the later period, and the figures show that it is [-]-[-].

Seeing this data, Jiang Cheng looked up at Linda in disbelief.

"So tall, can he agree?"

Generally, technology shares will account for more than [-]%, and some can even reach [-]%.

Shiye's capital is only an initial investment, and the technology is constantly being updated, which means that Shiye only makes a one-time investment but controls half of Lin Yanjun's lifeblood.

Even Jiang Cheng, who had just entered the industry, felt that this was inappropriate, let alone the senior management of Shiye, or Cheng Zixiang and Fu Yushi, who had been in the industry for so long.

"The meaning above is to ask you to check your mouth first."

As Linda spoke, she glanced at the president's office.

"Okay! It just so happens that I'm going to school in the afternoon, and I'll go find him by the way."

With that said, Jiang Cheng put the documents into his backpack.

(End of this chapter)