Rose Manor

Hundreds of kilometers away in Beicheng, lights stretch from the front courtyard to the backyard. Typical Chinese-style buildings show a solemn and simple charm in the night, decorated with lights, like a palace.

In the large study room on the third floor, the most senior old man in the Fu family is sitting behind the sandalwood table, holding a blue and white porcelain bowl in his hand, listening to his children report on their work.

The fragrance of tea lingers in the room.

The person speaking was Fu Qizhen, the second master of the Fu family, with a respectful and cautious tone: "It is expected that the project will suffer losses. Everything is difficult at the beginning. I believe we will be on track next quarter."

Another person snorted: "Second brother didn't guarantee this when he asked dad to approve the budget. I remember you patted your chest and said you would make a profit, but now it's an expected loss. What you said Have you forgotten all?"

"What are you talking about, Fourth Sister?" Fu Qizhen's brows were condensed and he said to the gloating Fu Jianfang, "Leave it to you, you may not be able to achieve this level of completion."

Fu Jianfang didn't argue with him. He turned to Mr. Fu who was sitting behind the desk and said, "Dad, you heard me. My second brother wants to leave this project to me."

Fu Qizhen made a face: "You!"

Is that what he meant?She would misinterpret it.

"That's enough." Mr. Fu put down the tea cup hard, and the lid was tilted sideways, swinging on the mouth of the bowl. "I didn't call you here to hear you quarrel."

Fu Qizhen and Fu Jianfang were silent at the same time.

Among the four brothers and sisters, Mr. Fu's majesty is like a mountain. He has been weighing on his head since he was a child. No one can do anything about it, and only his eldest grandson dares to contradict him.

The consequences were naturally tragic. He was "expelled" to Yicheng for training...

Fu Jianfang softened his tone and said: "Dad, leave this project to me, and I will do it beautifully for you. It doesn't take a quarter, but I will let you see the results in a month at most."

"You're almost done." Someone wanted to snatch the fat he finally got. Fu Qizhen's face turned dark and he didn't leave any room for words. "My personal affairs are in a mess. The divorce has shocked half of the circle. You should take care of it first." It's important that you don't let others take away the Fu family's equity."

The equity was given to Fu Jianfang by his father as a gift after he got married. Fu Jianfang has been worried about this matter for a long time. He wanted to get divorced but also wanted to keep the shares in his hands.

She suspected that the old man had done this deliberately to tie her and Jia Wenying together for life.Jia Wenying was the son-in-law chosen by the old man himself, and he was not her favorite.

Fu Jianfang couldn't bear to hear anyone mention her marriage, and she exploded when she heard it: "You still said that my good nephew owed tens of millions of dollars in debt while gambling, and it was you who paid for it. I didn't say that, second brother, you If we don’t strictly discipline them, no matter how rich the Fu family’s property is, it will be ruined sooner or later.”

Fu Qizhen: "What about you raising a pretty boy..."

"Don't say a few words." Fu Zhengyun interrupted them calmly, "Don't you think Dad is bothered?"

As soon as the boss spoke, the two people who had been arguing temporarily came to a truce.

Fu Jianfang was even more dissatisfied. It was clearly Fu Qizhen who started the war first. It was her fault to poke her where it hurts.

If she wasn't happy, others wouldn't be happy either, so she said angrily: "Brother, have you contacted Jichen recently?"

She deliberately mentioned Fu Jichen, and Mr. Fu glanced over, looked at the calm and steady boss, and asked, "What has Jichen been busy with recently?"

Fu Zhengyun couldn't answer.

Every time he and his son talked on the phone and asked about the current situation, the other person refused to go into details and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Fu Huaxian, the third child who has been silent all this time, laughed and said: "I have an old friend who has settled in Yicheng. I heard him talk about Jichen a few days ago, and his life there is really ridiculous."

Someone wants to go on stage to sing, and Fu Jianfang is happy to set up the stage: "Oh? Ji Chen has always acted steadily, with the demeanor of his father when he was young. Why is this ridiculous? Let me tell you."

Fu Huaxian glanced at the old man, then at Fu Zhengyun, but hesitated to speak.

"We are all a family. If you have any questions, please say whatever you want." Mr. Fu said.

With the old man's words, Fu Huaxian said boldly: "You all know that he bought a manor worth hundreds of millions as soon as he settled in Yicheng. Recently, I heard that he raised a woman in it."

Fu Jianfang covered her lips and smiled: "Boss Ji Chen is already old. It's a good thing that he's enlightened. What's the point? As for buying a manor, our Fu family has never treated ourselves badly when we go out, so we just bought it."

Obviously, Fu Huaxian didn't finish what he said, and continued: "Just send millions of clothes and jewelry to home. I heard that in order to support the girl, he disturbed the Qin family's wedding banquet. Not long after, at the auction, He taught a boss a lesson again, just to vent his anger on the girl. He is now quite famous in Yicheng's upper class circles, why would he spend hundreds of millions and openly show his love just for a beauty's smile? "

Fu Jianfang clicked his tongue, looked at the silent old man, and joked: "That's ridiculous. Our Fu family has never had such a love affair."

Fu Hua

Mr. Fu fiddled with the lid of the bowl, and the lid flipped upside down on the mouth of the bowl with a snap. His expression was a little serious: "Do you know which family the girl is from?"

Fu Huaxian replied: "Daughter of the Shen family."

"The Shen family?" Mr. Fu raised his head, "Lingyue Group?" "Yes." Fu Hua Dead."

Fu Jianfang added jealously: "I think he hasn't reflected enough, he is still so self-centered and ignorant."

Mr. Fu didn't know what he was thinking about. He squinted his eyes slightly, looking deep and indifferent. It was the indifference inherent in the Fu family.

The four brothers and sisters exited the big study. In the quiet and long corridor, Fu Jianfang said to Fu Zhengyun: "Brother, Ji Chen is not young anymore. He is not allowed to behave like this, and you don't care. I heard that he spends all day sleeping. Playing with flowers, walking cats and playing with dogs, instead of doing his job, and now he is also playing with women, how can he look like a descendant of the Fu family."

Fu Zhengyun looked neither happy nor angry, did not answer her words, and walked forward in silence.

Fu Qizhen and Fu Huaxian fell behind. Fu Qizhen glanced at Lao San, who was always taciturn, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You are still awesome."

Fu Huaxian pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "It's just gossip, what's the difference between being great and not being great."

Fu Zhengyun returned to the room, the light was on, and Wei Ronghua, who heard the sound, sat up from the bed, put on his slippers, got out of bed and hugged his arm: "Are you back?"

"Ah."

Fu Zhengjun pushed her hand away quietly, sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette.

Wei Ronghua followed him and sat down next to him: "Have you told Dad about Jichen and when will he come back? I've been in Yicheng for more than half a year. Isn't this punishment enough?"

"Your son is enjoying himself in Yicheng and he may not want to come back."

Fu Zhengjun dusted off his cigarette. Seeing that Wei Ronghua looked puzzled, he didn't explain much. He put out the cigarette he had only taken two puffs of in the ashtray and went to the bathroom to wash up.

*
After the meeting on Monday morning, Zhu Yilan came to Shen Jianian's workstation, tapped on the table and handed her a list.

"It's best to send the email to these people's mailboxes before noon tomorrow." Zhu Yilan warned carefully, "Remember not to send it in groups. Everyone's identity is marked on it. Pay attention to the wording and make sure there are no mistakes."

Before Shen Jia Nian could express his position, Zhu Yilan reminded him: "If you can't finish the work, find someone to share it with you. If you insist on carrying it and make a mistake, the loss will be very serious."

"I know." Shen Jianian assured her, "I can complete it."

"Hmm. Hard work."

Zhu Yilan glanced at her and turned back to the office to do his own business.

After Shen Jianian finished writing the meeting minutes, he closed the document, raised his arms and stretched his muscles, opened his mailbox, entered his password to log in and started sending emails one by one.

After get off work, her work was not finished. Fu Jichen was waiting for her downstairs and called to remind her.

Shen Jia Nian had no choice but to put the laptop into his bag and carry it downstairs.

Fu Jichen was sitting in the car and saw her running over with her bag through the side window. There was a smile in her eyes and she felt that she was more energetic than when they first met.

Shen Jia Nian opened the car door with one hand and got in sideways, breathing slightly.

"What are you doing running so fast?" Fu Jichen pressed his finger on her forehead, gently moved it to the left, and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I want to stay in the company and work overtime, but you insist that I go home now."

"Is it my fault for co-authoring?"

"I did not mean that."

He is the boss and her financial backer, how can she dare to say anything wrong with him.

Qu Mo would be surprised at how the two got along with each other at first, but as time went by, he got used to it and just drove without even looking in the rearview mirror.

The car was driving smoothly. Shen Jianian took out his laptop from his bag, placed it on his legs together, and connected it to his mobile hotspot to work.

"Why are you busier than me, the boss?" Fu Jichen looked amused, "It's only a moment away."

Shen Jia Nian ignored him and logged in to her email. Fu Jichen might have been distracted by Fu Jichen talking next to her. When the page opened, she realized that she had entered the wrong email account.

She was supposed to use her work email, but she was logging in to her personal email that she hadn't used for a long time.

There are piles of unread emails from Pei Che and Bai Changxia.

That’s it for today’s update. I hope you all enjoy reading it o(*￣︶￣*)o
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