Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 248 He Looks Good
At that time, she was standing behind the crowd, and she never looked at him, but the presence of that figure was so strong that even out of the corner of her eye, she couldn't help but see him...

Now that you've already said goodbye, don't take any more pictures, and you shouldn't have any ripples in your heart, and you shouldn't leave anything behind...

Just like what he has shown, don't take another look in the crowd, you are just a stranger.

Su Xiang squeezed her fingers, and the sharp touch of the edges and corners made her restrain her wandering mind. She walked to the trash can, and when she was about to throw things in, she took her hand back at the last moment, and then casually Throw it in the corner of the drawer, close it, and don't look at it any more.

She doesn't know why she still keeps this thing, she should remind herself that he and her, what 1314, is just a life that has been squeezed into a wrinkled ball.

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In the evening of the next day, around six o'clock, Fu Hanchuan walked out of the Fu's Building. The sky was completely dark, the lights on the road were bright, and the night had already begun.

Outside the building, Feng Qingyang was wearing a pair of glasses and sitting in the car, waving at the people who came down the steps. Fu Hanchuan glanced at her, and by the way, swept the car.

This is a business-type nanny car, which is more common among celebrities and entertainers.Feng Qingyang pushed the car door and got out, Fu Hanchuan said: "I really like it?"

Feng Qingyang grinned brightly, feeling like a woman in love, she said: "Celebrity gatherings, that kind of place is just right, isn't it?"

"Besides, if you talk to someone about something, I have to be accompanied by someone, right?"

The privacy of Zhenyuan is so good, politicians and businessmen like to meet there, these big-name entertainers protect their privacy, and Zhenyuan is also very popular in the celebrity circle, and it is extremely difficult to get an appointment.

Fu Hanchuan had no objection, his goal was the boss there, and he didn't care who the accompanying guest was.

The two cars drove towards the suburbs one after another, Fu Hanchuan held the steering wheel, and sometimes needed navigation reminders.

Speaking of which, this is the first time he has come to this place, why does it feel so remote, I heard that this place used to be a cemetery.

Fu Hanchuan sneered. As the old saying goes, a coffin can lead to promotion and fortune. Only hard-nosed people don't shy away from this kind of place, and they like it very much.

After another ten minutes, I finally entered the area of ​​the pillow garden. From a long distance, I saw lights in a large piece of wasteland in front of me. It looked gloomy. Ordinary people really dare not come here. Squatting here for a few hours requires a strong enough mental capacity.

The car stopped on the parking lot. Immediately afterwards, the sound of several other cars turning off was heard. Fu Hanchuan looked over indifferently. They were all heavyweights in the entertainment industry, such as directors, producers, and that famous star walked over to talk to those While talking to someone, Feng Qingyang was still sitting in the car, as if waiting for that person to come and pick her up.

Fu Hanchuan got out of the car, walked to Feng Qingyang's side, turned his head to look at the group of people, and said to Feng Qingyang: "Aren't you cheating on others?"

The eldest lady of the Feng family has the capital to praise people, and those people have to give her some face towards the Feng family.

Feng Qingyang smiled: "He's good-looking, and he's in good shape." She glanced at Fu Hanchuan, "Besides, I just 'broke up' with you, so there must be a transition, right?"

Fu Hanchuan got away with it, she "broke up" with Fu Hanchuan, and the people of the Feng family had to force her to go on a blind date.

Those men in front were talking, the male celebrity turned his head to look at Feng Qingyang, turned around and walked over, Feng Qingyang lifted his back, and reminded Fu Hanchuan with the shape of his mouth: "He's here."

The meaning is not to be misunderstood by others, Fu Hanchuan smiled, and stepped aside. At this time, the producer recognized Fu Hanchuan, and was stunned for a while, as if he hadn't expected to meet him here, and he was still The same dinner.

The producer came over and talked to Fu Hanchuan with a smile: "Mr. Fu, I didn't expect that we would meet here."

Fu Hanchuan shook hands with him, nodded and said, "We are all Miss Feng's friends, together."

The two of them turned their heads and looked over together. Feng Qingyang was standing beside the male star. She was heroic, and her appearance was not inferior to those female stars in the entertainment industry. now.

Feng Qingyang came over and said with a smile: "It's very difficult for Zhenyuan to make an appointment. If you have any wine today, you must return."

At the gate of the pillow garden, the little apprentice was standing under the eaves. He saw a group of people approaching in front of him and greeted him, "It's Miss Feng. Please come inside." guest pose.

Feng Qingyang raised his head and glanced ahead. There was a plaque hanging under the eaves. The word "Zhouyuan" was written vigorously. It wasn't a calligrapher who couldn't write such an artistic font.Just based on these two words, this place should also come and take a look.

She nodded slightly to the little apprentice, and stepped into the garden.

The courtyard is not decorated with twinkling landscape lights to create an atmosphere like some private kitchens do. Spread on the bottom of the water, there is a pool of clear water, and several green bamboos are planted on the white stone pile. When the bamboo leaves fall in the water, they shake slightly like a light boat, like a fairy house.

When there are many people, walking on this road will not feel the noise of footsteps, because people have unconsciously lowered their footsteps in this mood, lest they disturb the immortals who make their homes here.

In front was the inner room, Fu Hanchuan walked all the way, the inner room didn't have a special plaque on it, and the hall was brightly lit when you walked in.A person who looked like the front office manager was inside. When he saw Feng Qingyang, he asked her, "I wonder if Miss Feng will serve the food now or take a rest first?"

Feng Qingyang looked at the friends around, and said with a smile: "I see that your decoration here is so pleasing to the eye, so let's rest for a while."

"Well, please feel free, Miss Feng." The man nodded and beckoned, the little apprentice stepped forward, and he ordered, "Serve tea."

It is said that the tea is served, but it is a professional tea maker who brings the tea flavor to the extreme, and is full of praise after a sip.People around were admiring the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, or the artwork collection on Baoge. Someone had been here and was discussing whether they could borrow scenes here when filming.The living room was a little bustling for a while, but the professional tea maker was not affected at all. He watched his eyes, nose, nose, and heart, and his every move had a sense of ceremony.

Among these people, only Fu Hanchuan and Feng Qingyang are outsiders. Feng Qingyang was there to join in the fun. Only Fu Hanchuan looked at the manager indifferently. The manager noticed Fu Hanchuan's gaze, turned around and said with a smile: "Mr. , is there anything I can do to help you?"

Fu Hanchuan looked at the man with a smile and said, "Why, you know me?"

The manager clasped his hands on his lower abdomen and said politely: "Mr. Fu is the richest person in Beicheng, how could he not know."

Zhenyuan is so low-key and famous. In addition to the first-class service and first-class dishes, there is also a profile of high-ranking officials and dignitaries. Anyone who can be called famous in the society can be recognized by Zhenyuan people.

Fu Hanchuan sipped the tea, turning the small teacup with his fingertips, he glanced at the tea maker and said: "A small tea in Zhenyuan should be so tuneful, it seems that extraordinary people here can come here. "

"Mr. Fu has won the award. In addition to making guests feel at home, our pillow garden also makes guests feel stylish." To make guests feel at home, any private chef in a farmhouse can do it. This is Zhenyuan, and we must do it Be different.

Use high-standard service personnel to set off the lofty status of the guests.

Fu Hanchuan looked at him indifferently, the corners of his lips twitched suddenly, and he said, "I don't know if your chef here is also so professional, or even higher level, I'm really looking forward to it."

The manager looked at Fu Hanchuan and felt that there was something in his words, after a moment of surprise, he just smiled and said: "Mr. Fu, why don't you chat with other guests, do you still think there is something wrong with me? "

Fu Hanchuan said: "No, I'm just curious." He didn't say what he was curious about, but he turned around and looked at the decorative paintings hanging on the wall.

In the back kitchen, Yan Lin was wearing an apron. Under the fierce fire, his face was reddened by the light of the fire, his eyes were fixed on the changes in the color of the dishes in the pot, and there was a fine sweat on his forehead that he didn't have time to wipe off, the beads of sweat were shining brightly.

There are not many people in Zhenyuan, and the front office manager is his deputy.The man walked beside him calmly, lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Master, Fu Hanchuan is here."

Yan Lin glanced back at him, just as the dishes in the pot were out of the pot, the deputy brought over the empty plate with great insight, took over Yan Lin's pot and put it on the plate, Yan Lin was empty-handed, and wiped his sweat with a white towel, After wiping his hands again, he frowned and said, "Why is he here?"

This side has been refusing Fu Hanchuan's appointment, but he still came in unexpectedly.

The deputy said: "Fu Hanchuan is one of the guests brought by Miss Feng."

Yan Lin handed him the towel, glared at him, and said nothing.The deputy was scolded by his gaze, lowered his head and said again: "Master, otherwise I will come to serve the food later, and the master should not go out."

Yan Lin glanced at him, and said lightly: "No need." There is no way to stop the person who is coming, just wait for a while to send him away.

After a while, everyone sat down to eat, and the appetizers were brought to the table by the assistant as usual. When Fu Hanchuan saw that plate of palace tofu, he thought of the Japanese tofu made by Su Xiang.

He picked up the chopsticks, took a piece and tasted it, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and when he was about to savor it carefully, the producer suddenly looked at it with the wine glass and said, "Mr. Fu, let me toast you first."

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him, held a wine glass and clinked with him. After warming up, the producer seized the opportunity to attract investment.The purpose of Fu Hanchuan's trip was not to invest. After a few words of Tai Chi, Feng Qingyang answered the words just right. Fu Hanchuan looked at the plate of tofu, took another bite, and frowned again.

This taste is very similar to Su Xiang's.

At this time, Yan Lin brought a plate of fish head soup from Tianmu Lake to the table. Half of the fish head was lying in a large soup pot. The milky white fish soup was cooked without adding anything except a few green coriander for garnish. The fish soup is original.

The round glass table was circled, and everyone was holding bowls of soup. As usual, Yan Lin would stay by the table for a while to see the reaction of the guests, but this time he especially looked at Fu Hanchuan.Fu Hanchuan remained calm, just slowly drank the soup with the spoon in his hands, Yan Lin closed his eyes, turned around and left quietly after a few seconds.

The table is lively, but the kitchen is still working with the fire.

Yan Lin folded his arms and guarded the pot of steamed buns, squinting his eyes slightly, wondering what he was thinking at this moment.

……

After drinking and eating, of course those people will not leave immediately, and continue to drink tea in the living room to sober up. Yan Lin has already walked to the second floor. In the study, he is sitting behind the big long table, holding a cup of tea in his hand and thinking .

Footsteps were heard in the corridor, and the deputy walked over and said, "Master, Fu Hanchuan asked to see you."

Yan Lin glanced at him sideways, put down the teacup, and said, "Please come up."

The deputy led away, and after a while, another sound of footsteps was heard.

When Fu Hanchuan entered the study room, he saw a huge study room with a large table in the middle, and there was nothing on it except a set of tea sets. The sound is the only sound here.

Fu Hanchuan walked over, Yan Lin didn't raise his head, he just said, "Please sit down, Mr. Fu."

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him, sat down opposite him, Yan Lin moved a cup of tea and pushed it in front of him and said, "Tea, please."

Although the table just now has meat and vegetables, a cup of tea after the meal can relieve the hangover and greasy, which is just right.Fu Hanchuan was also polite, took a sip of the tea that Yan Lin poured himself, raised his eyebrows slightly, Yan Lin looked at him and said, "How does it taste?"

Fu Hanchuan said bluntly: "The tea made by Boss Yan is not as good as the tea made by that person just now."

Yan Lin laughed and said: "The division of labor is different. I am a professional cook, and he is a professional tea maker. We both use our housekeeping skills to entertain distinguished guests."

Fu Hanchuan held his teacup and looked at Yan Lin: "Boss Yan seems to want to tell me something through this sentence?"

Yan Lin smiled: "Mr. Fu, please drink tea." He picked up the teapot and refilled him with water.

Fu Hanchuan looked at the teacup that was getting full, and said, "I've heard that Zhenyuan is good, why can't I make appointments for several times, the banquet boss has a problem with me, Fu, and doesn't like my banquet?"

"How could it be?" Yan Lin put down the teapot and took a sip from the teacup himself. Fu Hanchuan didn't speak, as if he was determined to wait for him to explain the reason. After a moment of silence, Yan Lin glanced at Fu Hanchuan and said, "Mr. Been here a few times."

Fu Hanchuan frowned slightly. His father had a high position and authority, and his acquaintances were also from the powerful class. It was normal to come to this kind of place.

Yan Lin said again: "But Mrs. Zhuo Ya is not the one who is with Mr. Da Fu, so..." He smiled, "Mr. Fu should know that people like to come to my place because it is clean and no one disturbs them."

Fu Hanchuan looked down at the tea in the cup, what he meant was that he came here to arrest someone and find some evidence.Maybe not, just a reason to shirk.

He put down his teacup, looked at Yan Lin lightly and said, "Mr. Yan, you are worrying too much. Of course I didn't come here to smash your brand." He paused, and then said, "Some time ago, I heard that Mr. Yan went on vacation. Did you have a good time?"

Yan Lin seemed to be in a good mood. He took out a fruit plate from under the table, which contained some boiled peanuts in salt water. He squeezed open the shell, and put the peanuts one by one on a white plate.

"After cooking, I don't have much appetite to eat, and my nose is tired of oily smoke. It's just right to have some peanuts for tea. Would you like to try a few of them too, Mr. Fu?"

Fu Hanchuan squeezed one, stared at the composed Yan Lin with indifferent eyes, and said again: "Why didn't Boss Yan ask me, what can I do with you?"

Yan Lin: "Cooking is the most taboo of being in a hurry. Since you want to find me, you will naturally say, what am I in a hurry for?"

Fu Hanchuan: "Do you know Su Run?" His eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to see through the person in front of him.

He is the most mysterious cook in the North City. He sits in this huge garden and entertains the most distinguished guests in the city. However, he is dressed in the most ordinary clothes. He has worn a vest for an unknown amount of time, making him no different from ordinary people.His face had plastic surgery, but it still couldn't hide his scars.His legs are lame, but he does not have the inferiority complex of a disabled person, but instead has a sense of dignity.

In addition, his dishes are similar to Su Xiang's, even the taste is so similar.

This person is too mysterious, no wonder Su Xiang is curious about him.

With a soft crackling sound, Yan Lin squeezed open a peanut shell, and there were four chubby peanuts lying inside, he poured it out and chewed it in one bite, looking at Fu Hanchuan with a pair of sophisticated eyes and smiling slightly.He said: "Mr. Fu, although I know many dignitaries in this city, not everyone knows about it."

"Oh?" Fu Hanchuan raised his voice, looked at the man opposite him calmly, and said slowly, "Su Run, the noble son of the Su family, the only son of Su Mingdong. However, the Su family declined a few years ago, and the banquet It's normal for the boss not to hear about it."

"But..." His voice was drawn out, and he fixed his eyes on Yan Lin, "Since Boss Yan doesn't know Su Run, why did he buy Su's three years ago?"

Yan Lin smiled, didn't panic at all, didn't even shake his eyes, and said: "Mr. Fu was joking, I'm just the cook of Zhenyuan, what do I buy that Su's company for?"

Fu Hanchuan took a deep breath and said, "Su Run's younger sister, Su Xiang is my wife. The owner of Banquet should have heard about the events that caused a stir in Beicheng back then. In order to preserve his glory and wealth, Su Run insisted on giving his younger sister to her. With the blessing of the Fu family, the Su family survived for three years."

"Although I hate that Su Run very much, after all, I have taken care of the Su family, so it's gone. Naturally, I feel a little uncomfortable. Later, I heard that the Su family was sold by Su Run, so I sent someone to investigate After checking, I found out that the person who bought the company was named Yan."

Yan Lin was silent and just laughed, and Fu Hanchuan continued: "Su Run's sister, no matter what, she and I are husband and wife. A few days ago, I heard that the Su family's old house was also sold. I was curious, so I went too After some research, the answer I got was that the buyer was also named Yan."

Yan Lin took a sip of tea unhurriedly, his face was as calm as ever, and he said, "I'm not the only one named Yan, right? Why does Mr. Fu think it's me?"

Fu Hanchuan stared at his eyes, then lowered his eyes and picked a peanut next to his finger, and said unhurriedly: "I know, there is another Mr. Yangu, whether it is the Su family's old house or the Su's company , the buyer is that Yan Gu.”

"Speaking of Mr. Yan Gu, I also went to check it out. The background is mysterious, but the rising momentum has surpassed some old family business owners. He is one of the upstarts in the North City. His whereabouts are secretive, but I It was found that he was very close to the boss of the banquet, and he often came and went in and out of this pillow garden."

"Besides, when Boss Yan went on vacation during the Chinese New Year, it was Mr. Yan Gu who saw him off."

"So, Boss Yan, do you really know nothing about the Su family?"

Yan Lin was calm on the surface, but he was also secretly surprised. He didn't expect Fu Hanchuan to investigate so deeply. Moreover, when Fu Hanchuan came to make an appointment during the Chinese New Year, he shied away and said that he would go on vacation. He thought he would stop here, but he didn't expect that this person would actually Also check it out.

Yan Lin smiled and said: "Yan Gu is my son, but I am a cook, and he is a successful entrepreneur. As I said before, there is a professional field of tea service. I am a cook, and I am as good as a cook. Each has its own strengths.”

"Our father and son are not like Mr. Fu's family. The business is inherited from father to son. Everyone has different fields, and they don't discuss work matters in private. He came to me for a casual meal and just talked with me. He bought a company Just for fun, if I accidentally offend Mr. Fu, I will apologize for him."

"Just for fun?" Fu Hanchuan smiled lightly, "No matter how poor the Su family is, the market value of the brand is hundreds of millions. Your son buys a company and then cancels it, so that the Su family is completely submerged. This game is scary. And the Su family's old house, where every inch of land and every inch of gold in the North City, is in ruins, Mr. Yan really doesn't know anything about it?"

"Really?" Yan Lin feigned surprise, "Then I really don't know. Maybe that Su Run accidentally offended Yan Gu?"

The eyes of the two men collided in mid-air, Fu Hanchuan's eyes were full of suspicion, Yan Lin responded calmly, and after a few seconds, Fu Hanchuan smiled lightly and said, "Then, excuse me."

……

The gate of the pillow garden was slowly closed, Yan Lin faced the thick night outside the window, his eyes were flickering, and his brows were deeply frowned.

On the other side, Fu Hanchuan was sitting in the car, holding the steering wheel with both hands, the headlights illuminated the road ahead, and the surrounding trees rustled in the wind, shaking like ghosts.

Is this Yan Lin a human or a ghost?

Fu Hanchuan's breath was heavy. The more clues he had, the more doubts he had.When he went to the study just now, it seemed that the study had been deliberately manipulated. It was very empty inside, but it looked more like it was hiding something.

There was a blank space on the wall, a different color from the rest, where something that should have been hanging had been taken down.That big table was a special table for those masters of traditional Chinese painting. It looked out of place in the study, and there was only a set of tea sets on it.

This is too deliberate...

Fu Hanchuan glanced at his phone, and after switching to Bluetooth mode, he called Qiao Shen and said, "Continue to investigate Yan Gu in depth, the more detailed the better, I want to know all about his origin."

(End of this chapter)