He is like a delusional person

Fu Group.

Fu Yanlin stared at the tender document on the table, his face as gloomy as water, "Who is responsible for the tender document?"

"It's Manager Song." Xue Zhao said cautiously.

Sure enough, it was that old guy Song Dehui.

There is less than a month left to bid for the Chengbei project, and almost all competitors are concentrating their manpower to work overtime to prepare bid documents and strive to win the project.

Song Dehui was better off, so he had someone use a random template to prepare a tender document and send it over to deal with Fu Yanlin.

I just flipped through it and it was absolutely terrible.

If the guess is correct, Song Dehui was deliberately targeting him. He did not want Fu Yanlin to win the project. If he becomes corrupt, he will have more reasons to impeach him at the shareholders' meeting and find ways to remove him from office.

This time the wishful thinking was very successful, but unfortunately Song Dehui, an old fox, was too self-righteous and credulously believed that Fu Yanlin was a rich second-generation dandy who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun.

His low profile and forbearance during this period was just to relax other people's vigilance.

Although it is said that every other line is like a mountain, there is also a saying to prepare for a rainy day.

Before joining the Fu Group, Fu Yanlin had asked Xue Zhao to inquire about the Chengbei project and fully understand it in advance. He once asked Fu Zhou privately for all the company's tender documents in the past ten years, and used an AI software he developed to compare and analyze big data.

Through this method, not only can the workload be greatly reduced, but the data can also be predicted more accurately.

In addition, Fu Yanlin also conducted background research on the final list of companies selected for the Chengbei project. As the saying goes, if you know yourself and your enemy, you will be victorious in any battle.

Fu Yanlin knew very well that if he wanted to gain a firm foothold within the group, he relied on ability rather than the identity of Fu Yuhe's son.

Those old guys on the board of directors are all talented people. Whoever can bring benefits to themselves will be able to secure the position of CEO. As long as Fu Yanlin can win the Chengbei project in one fell swoop this time and rely on his strength, he can easily win back a victory in the board of directors.

"Take this bid back and redo it. Tell them that this project is very important and cannot be missed." Fu Yanlin threw the folder on the table and said coldly.

Xue Zhao frowned, "Mr. Fu, they are targeting you deliberately. If you call me back, they will send it back intact, and they won't do it carefully at all."

These days, he has clearly seen the faces of those people following Fu Yanlin. In order to force them away, they would not hesitate to form gangs and ignore the interests of the group.

In the entire Fu Group, except for Fu Zhou, no one else would listen to them.

"If they send back the tender documents intact, you can continue to fight back. Song Dehui wants to play tricks on you, so you just have to bear with it. There is no need to quarrel with him." Fu Yanlin leaned back in his chair and clasped his fingers together. Looks relaxed.

From the day he decided to return to the Fu Group, he never thought that this road would be easy.

Xue Zhao was slightly stunned, "There isn't much time left. If you keep pulling, I'm worried that I won't be able to make it in time."

Fu Yanlin raised his eyelids with a calm expression, "Don't worry, if Song Dehui wants to play, we will accompany him so that he can relax his vigilance."

Xue Zhao understood immediately, "Then I'll return the tender document and let them redo it."

The office became quiet again.

Fu Yanlin stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. From this angle, he could overlook the most prosperous CBD business district in Jiangzhou.

As night falls, the lights are on.

I remember Fu Yuhe once said that only those standing at the top of the pyramid can make the rules of the game.

He used to be unable to listen to these high-sounding words, but these days he finally understood them. I joined the Fu Group because of Wen Sheng, and now I am enduring humiliation and hardship because of her.

If he wants to protect his beloved woman and give her a stable and happy life for the rest of his life, Fu Yanlin must be the person who stands at the top of the pyramid and sets the rules of the game.

He would even risk his life for Wen Sheng. What does Song Dehui mean?

While he was deep in thought, the cell phone on the table rang.

Fu Yanlin saw it was Zhu Qingjia and quickly answered, "Mr. Zhu, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Is Sister Sheng with you? I haven't answered her call. I'm really worried." On the other end of the phone, Zhu Qingjia was worried.

He obviously promised to pick up Wen Sheng after get off work, but he waited downstairs for an hour and no one was there, and he didn't answer the phone.

The two have known each other for many years, and Zhu Qingjia has never encountered such a situation. In her mind, no matter what happens, Wen Sheng will keep her cell phone open so that people around her can find it as soon as possible.

In her words, migrant workers must live around the clock.

But after they separated this morning, Zhu Qingjia didn't reply to any of the messages he sent to Wen Sheng, nor did he answer his phone calls. She was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and the first person she thought of was Fu Yanlin.

"A Sheng didn't go to work today?" Fu Yanlin was stunned.

"No, I just asked Changjing. They said that Sister Sheng called back to ask for leave in the morning, and then she couldn't contact anyone the whole day." Zhu Qingjia is usually fearless, but today she seems to be a different person. The voice sounded a little trembling, "I'm very worried about Sister Sheng. If you can contact her, please be sure to call me back."

Fu Yanlin was still calm. He thought for a moment and asked, "A Sheng came to see you this morning. Did something happen?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for more than ten seconds before Zhu Qingjia's voice came again, "I couldn't speak clearly on the phone. This matter has something to do with Uncle Wen. You should know that everything about Uncle Wen, Sheng Sister can’t calm down.”

Hearing that this incident was related to Wenting Shu, Fu Yanlin naturally thought of the Vacheron Constantin antique watch. Last night, Wen Sheng held the watch and looked at it for a long time, with a rare lonely expression.

"Okay, I'll go look for it right away." Fu Yanlin hung up the phone, quickly picked up his coat and left the office.

After night falls in Jiangzhou, the temperature becomes even lower.

Fu Yanlin called Wen Sheng while driving, but as Zhu Qingjia said, he couldn't get through. There was no reply to any of the messages she left on WeChat. Suddenly she seemed to have disappeared from the city and could no longer be contacted.

It wasn't until this moment that Fu Yanlin truly felt scared.

He tried his best to suppress the terrible thoughts in his mind, tremblingly took out his cell phone and dialed Song Yuen's number.

"What's wrong, Brother Yan?"

"A Sheng is missing. Send people to look for her immediately. If you have any news, let me know immediately."

Song Yuen was frightened, "My sister-in-law is fine, how could she be missing? Don't worry, I will send someone to find her right now -"

After hanging up the line, Fu Yanlin punched the steering wheel. He was so busy today that he didn't even notice that he had not replied to the message he sent to Wen Sheng at noon.

She doesn't usually do this. No matter how busy she is at work, she will still find time to reply, even if it's just an expression.

How could he have overlooked this?

Taking a deep breath, Fu Yanlin forced himself to calm down, restarted the car and left.

Next, he searched all the places Wen Sheng might go. There are supermarkets, shopping malls and restaurants near my home, as well as several cafes near Changjing Capital.

I searched almost all the places Wen Sheng often visited on weekdays, but still couldn't find anything.

Fu Yanlin's mood became more and more panicked. Nothing happened to Wen Sheng, otherwise he would never be able to forgive himself in this life!