Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 221 The relationship between father and son is tense
Fu Jingbo turned his face to one side and his glasses fell to the ground with a clatter.

He paused, let go, squatted down and picked up the glasses.

The glasses were not broken, Fu Jingbo held them tightly in his hands, and then looked back at Fu Mingwen.

"It's your first time meeting her. I don't want to alert her."

After saying that, he took out the handkerchief from his suit pocket, wiped his glasses clean, and put them on again.

From beginning to end, Fu Jingbo's expression was calm, as if the slap was just an illusion.

Only the nurse was shaking imperceptibly on the side, not knowing whether to sympathize with the young master or herself.

Fu Mingwen remained silent, staring at Fu Jingbo for a long time with cold eyes like a snake's letter.

Suddenly he smiled arrogantly: "Are you interested in that woman? Do you want to compete with me?"

"No, Dad, you are overthinking."

Fu Jingbo was startled and quickly lowered his eyes. His voice was respectful and calm, making people impeccable.

Fu Mingwen then withdrew his scrutiny and leaned back on the wheelchair. There was a hint of warning in his cloudy eyes: "It's best not to."

"do not worry."

Fu Jingbo pushed Fu Mingwen back to the bedroom in a wheelchair, then went out again and got in the car to go back to the company.

The car gradually drove away from Fu's house, and Fu Jingbo breathed a long sigh of relief in the silence.

However, An Yan's beautiful face like a blooming delicate flower appeared in her mind again.

The flowers blooming wantonly are incompatible with the tomb of the living dead.

But there are always people who want to pluck the flowers and put them on the grave for burial.

What's even more tragic is that he is also in the tomb and becomes the outstretched hand of the skeleton.

An indescribable great sadness suddenly hit him, and Fu Jingbo felt dizzy for a moment.

Fu Jingbo pulled over and leaned on the steering wheel for a long time before looking up again.

The sudden surge of heart completely calmed down, and the light in his eyes became calm and restrained again.

Fu Jingbo took out his mobile phone and called An Yan.

An Yan had just returned to the company when the phone rang and her heart skipped a beat.

Fu Jingbo is calling. Could it be that there are any follow-up questions?

She answered the phone anxiously, her voice as gentle as possible: "Mr. Fu, is there anything else?"

"It's nothing, I just want to say sorry to you." The man's voice on the other end of the phone was apologetic.

An Yan was surprised and had an unreal feeling: "Yes, I should say sorry..."

"I'm talking about my father. He has been paralyzed for many years and has a weird personality. If there is anything inappropriate today, please forgive Mr. An."

"You mean...oh, that's not true. Mr. Fu is worrying too much."

An Yan vaguely remembered that when Fu Mingwen invited her to his home, he seemed to have yelled at Fu Jingbo, and she quickly expressed that she didn't care.

After suffering from chronic illness for many years, people with good personalities will inevitably become eccentric, let alone someone like Fu Mingwen who was once all-powerful.

An Yan really felt that this was nothing.

At that point on the phone, Fu Jingbo sighed with relief: "Thank you, Mr. An, for your understanding."

"It's really nothing, Mr. Fu, don't take it to heart."

After hanging up the phone, An Yan felt a little emotional.

It’s not easy for Fu Jingbo.

It is indeed not that easy to get along with a young and energetic son and an old and paralyzed father.

But this is someone else's family matter, and it's not her turn to comment.

An Yan regained her composure and called Qin Shu in.

Qin Shu quickly came in and reported: "Mr. An, we have got this batch of clothes back. When will you go to the factory?"

"I won't go for now. Please inform me that from today on, we will stop cooperating with outsourcing processing factories." An Yan made a decision directly with a stern look in her eyes.

At Fu's factory store, there were some things she couldn't say in front of Fu Jingbo, so she just said she would send them back to the factory for rework.

But she didn't feel comfortable cooperating with such a processing factory that cut corners and cut corners.

"We'll find a new processing factory to rework," An Yan said.

"Boss An..."

The folder in Qin Shu's hand froze in mid-air, with a confused look on his face.

An Yan frowned: "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"There's nothing wrong with your decision, but I'm afraid it won't be easy for the processing factory to solve it."

"Why? After they made such a mistake, do they still force us to continue to cooperate with them? How can there be such a reason in the world?"

An Yan was even more confused.

Qin Shu had no choice but to hand the information about the outsourcing processing factory to An Yan: "Mr. Ye from the outsourcing processing factory that our company cooperates with is your stepmother's biological brother."

"Ye Cuiwan's biological brother?" An Yan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

Anbangguo has occupied Yu Fei for many years. Not only did he manipulate the business to make money, but Ye Cuiwan's hands and feet may also be unclean. Her family also got a share of Yu Fei's pie.

An Yan's eyes gradually became sharp and she looked at Qin Shu: "Then have you found out the inside story of this? Tell me clearly what is going on."

"In recent years, Mr. Ye has made a lot of money from Yu Fei because he is Mr. An's brother-in-law. This time, he also wanted to save money, so he omitted a few steps. The waistline of his clothes was not made according to the sample, thinking that he could fool him. In the past, I didn’t expect the Fu family to be very demanding, so I came to you directly.”

Qin Shu truthfully told the truth about the investigation.

"So that's it. If you ask me, he's not just greedy and wants to save money, he probably also wants to make things difficult for me."

An Yan knew what was going on and sneered: "In this case, I have to terminate this cooperation. Just do as I say and I will handle the rest."

"...Yes." Qin Shu hesitated for a moment and then agreed.

She is now An Yan's assistant, and she will do whatever An Yan says.

Qin Shu walked out of the office and returned to his workstation to call Ye Huaishan.

"Mr. Ye, Mr. An has spoken. From today on, the cooperation between Yu Fei and you will be temporarily terminated."

"Terminate? Qin Shu, are you not clear-headed? You actually said such things to me? I don't believe it!"

The man on the other side of the phone became angry when he heard this, and started cursing on the other side of the phone.

When Qin Shu heard Ye Huaishan's voice, he couldn't help but feel sick. He gritted his teeth and hung up the phone: "Mr. Ye, I have conveyed what was supposed to be conveyed. Believe it or not. Goodbye."

"Wait a minute! It seems that you are following An Yan now and your wings are stiff. I give you half an hour to come over and tell me what's going on in person, otherwise you will have to go find your dad on the street!"

Ye Huaishan finished speaking angrily and hung up the phone with a bang.

The last threat made Qin Shu couldn't help but tremble all over and almost crushed the phone in his hand.

After a while, she slowly calmed down.

After gathering his mood, Qin Shu walked into the office with his head lowered.

"Mr. An, I'd better go over to Ye Huaishan in person and explain things clearly to him."

An Yan was busy looking for a new OEM factory and was too busy to raise her head. After hearing what Qin Shu said, she thought about it for a while and agreed.

"Okay, then I'll thank you for going there. Anyway, this batch of goods will not be reworked by them. All subsequent cooperation orders will be temporarily cancelled, so he doesn't take any chances."

"Yes."

Qin Shu turned around and walked out.

Half an hour later, Qin Shu walked into the factory workshop.

"Is Mr. Ye here?" Qin Shu, who was no stranger to this place, asked.

The workers in the workshop raised their heads and looked at Qin Shu.

(End of this chapter)