Strong marriage lock: Fu Shao's dumb new wife

Chapter 98 Fu Hanchuan's wife should not be vacant for too long
Fu Zhengnan turned over a page of the book without even raising his head. He said, "I don't see him having the ability to be the president. If he wants to come back, let him show his abilities."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya gritted her teeth: "Fu Zhengnan!"

Fu Zhengnan put down the book, raised his chin, and looked at his wife indifferently: "Zhuo Ya, the company is not a place for you to act on your whims. I don't care how you behave at home, but in the company, you must follow the rules. Whoever has the ability, superior!"

The deep and majestic voice fell, Mrs. Zhuo Ya clenched her fists, and she sneered: "Does Han Chuan have the ability to sit in the CEO's position? I still need to prove it?"

"You're just using this excuse to support someone to be in power, right?"

Fu Zhengnan's gaze didn't move, he just looked at her fixedly, and every time he said a word, he tapped his finger on the table, and said in a low voice: "I said, let him show his skills."

"What happened last time made the people on the board of directors lose confidence in him. Let him be the president again, will he still be able to sit still?"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya was irrefutable, she took a deep breath, Fu Zhengnan's words in the Fu family carry the most weight, if he doesn't let go, no matter how much she loses her temper, it will be useless.

The only chance for Fu Hanchuan to return to the position of president now is the acquisition of Shengtang Technology.

This technology company, she has known, is now a favorite in the investment world, and many investment bigwigs are staring at it. Now that Fu Hanchuan is no longer the president, what he says is not as important as it used to be, but it has a lot more It is not easy to complete the acquisition due to constraints.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya glared at Fu Zhengnan angrily: "Anyway, you just don't let him have a good time!"

Fu Zhengnan said: "Fu Hanchuan is my son, I want him to sharpen, what's the problem?"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya sneered disdainfully: "Really?"

She lowered her brows and warned, "It's better to be like what you said, otherwise, I won't make it easier for you!"

When Mrs. Zhuo Ya left the study, Fu Zhengnan stopped her and said, "Fu Hanchuan, are you still in contact with that woman?"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya paused, glanced behind her and said, "No."

After speaking, he walked out.

That woman, of course, refers to Su Xiang.

All the shame of the Fu family was caused by her, and it was also because of her that Fu Hanchuan was dismissed. How could she let that woman come back to the Fu family again!
After Mrs. Zhuo Ya walked out of the study, her brows were furrowed.

Although the woman had left the Fu family, the divorce procedures for the two had not been completed.

This is also one of the reasons why Fu Zhengnan has been procrastinating and refusing to let Fu Hanchuan reset.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya's heart moved, a smile appeared on her face when she thought of something, and her walking steps became brisk.

In the next few days, Mrs. Zhuo Ya continued to wander in the circle of noble wives. She was still the most noble lady among the stars, shopping for jewelry, drinking tea in the Zen room and listening to operas.And by her side, there is no shortage of rich, elegant and beautiful daughters of aristocratic families to accompany her.

Everyone knows that the dumb wife of the Fu family is out. Although Fu Hanchuan has been divorced once and has a son by his side, it does not prevent women from loving him.

This spring, Mrs. Fu's unoccupied position has caused celebrities to compete again...

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Fu Building.

At the door of Fu Hanchuan's office, the golden sign symbolizing the status of the president has been taken off. Fu Hanchuan is still working here, but as long as the next president takes office, it is difficult to guarantee who is sitting here.

As soon as Mrs. Zhuo Ya walked to the door, she felt a sigh of relief in her heart. She didn't feel it before, but now she looks uncomfortable anyway.

She knocked on the door and walked in. Fu Hanchuan looked up to see her coming in, called out to say hello, and returned to work.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya walked to the table and saw that he had filled the table with documents. The pile of documents next to him was about a foot thick, and she couldn't help feeling more distressed.

He is no longer the president, and there are fewer manpower to deploy, and he can only do many things by himself.

Fu Hanchuan looked up at her: "Mom, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya stacked several documents on the table, moved out an open space, put the thermos pot in her hand on the table and said: "I asked Sister Xia to cook ginseng chicken soup for you, you can drink some first. "

Fu Hanchuan frowned slightly, and took the soup bowl from Mrs. Zhuo Ya.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya sat down on the chair opposite: "I see that your complexion has been a lot worse recently, haven't you eaten well?"

Fu Hanchuan took a sip of soup and said, "No, I'm busy with work."

While speaking, he had already read a page of information and made some comments on it.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya sighed, picked up a page of documents and looked at them: "These are all materials about Shengtang Technology?"

"Ah."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya said dissatisfied: "If it wasn't for that woman, you wouldn't be so tired."

Fu Hanchuan drank the soup. The ginseng flavor of this chicken soup was too strong, not as clear and delicious as Su Xiang's stew.

Speaking of which, since the woman moved out, it has been a long time since she has eaten anything made by her.

Fu Hanchuan put the empty soup bowl aside and said, "Mom, before I became the president, didn't I come here like this?"

The people of the Fu family would not just let him sit on the position of president just because he is Fu Hanchuan, and they earned it by themselves.

It's just going up again from the bottom.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya said: "I think you wasted your time."

It was a good hand of cards, but because of that woman, the cards were badly played, and the cards had to be reshuffled, how could she not be angry!
As she spoke, she nodded her chin at the information and said, "Are you sure about Shengtang Technology?"

"What your father means is that as long as you can successfully acquire and shut up those people on the board of directors, the position of president will still be yours."

Fu Hanchuan pulled the corner of his lower lip, then he will make those old guys shut up forever this time!
Mrs. Zhuo Ya was relieved seeing his expression, this son, apart from disappointing her on the issue of women, had never let her down before.

She said lightly: "When will the divorce procedures between you and Su Xiang be completed?"

Fu Hanchuan looked at the document intently as if he hadn't heard it. Mrs. Zhuo Ya reached out and took the document in his hand, and said seriously: "Hanchuan, this woman, I will not allow you to bring her home again. .”

"I don't think I need to tell you about the powerful relationship here!"

Fu Hanchuan pursed his thin lips, his eyes slowly flowed, his fingers curled up slowly, and then loosened, he said: "I will handle it."

Hearing his answer, Madam Zhuo Ya was not satisfied, she said: "I have heard your answer like this too many times, what I want is not your perfunctory, it is useless for you to delay."

Her voice became cold and she said: "I might as well tell you that the position of Fu Hanchuan's wife should not be vacant for too long."

"That woman is already out of the game. After finishing the divorce procedure, you have nothing to do with her. It will also allow her to find a man who tolerates her and loves her, and spend the rest of her life well."

Fu Hanchuan's expression didn't change much, he rubbed his two fingers slowly, as if he was listening, but also didn't seem to care.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya glanced at him. No matter how much she talked, she also knew that this son's wings were stiff, and she could no longer control him.

But the reality has already taught him a good lesson, so he couldn't help but bow his head.

She said in a relaxed tone: "Also, make time tonight and go home for dinner."

Hearing this, Fu Hanchuan frowned. Since the conflict with Fu Zhengnan last time, the relationship between father and son has not been reconciled, and Fu Hanchuan has not been back to Fu's old house.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya knew what he was thinking, and said, "Why, you don't want to go home anymore? No matter what, he's still your father."

Fu Hanchuan seemed to hum, read the document again, and said lightly: "Got it."

Seeing that he agreed, Mrs. Zhuo Ya turned around and left.

In the evening, Fu Hanchuan drove back to the old house with Fu Ying, and frowned when he saw a white car parked at the door.

Lao He stood at the door waiting for him to get off the car. Fu Hanchuan asked, "Whose car is that?"

Lao He put his hands on his lower abdomen, smiled respectfully and said: "Mr. Fu, go in and take a look."

Fu Hanchuan glanced at the car again from the corner of his eye, and walked inside.

There were voices in the living room, Mrs. Zhuo Ya looked up and saw Fu Hanchuan coming in, she said with a smile: "Everyone is here, we can start dinner. Sister Xia, go and serve the soup."

"Ma'am, let me do it." A soft female voice sounded, and a sweet-looking girl was smiling, shy and shy, with her hands in Mrs. Zhuo Ya's arms.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya patted her hands, and said with a smile: "Okay, you made the soup, go and get it."

She watched the back of the girl going to the kitchen all the way, and then she looked away, glanced at Fu Hanchuan with a smile, and said, "She is Chang Tingkuan's youngest daughter, Chang Yan, who is in her sophomore year. Wenwen went to the hall quietly. , can get into the kitchen, isn’t it great?”

Chang Tingkuan, the richest man in Nancheng last year, started his career in shipping and then started construction. It is said that one-third of the real estate properties in Nancheng belong to the Chang family, and the two sons at the bottom have expanded the Chang family's business territory.

Fu Hanchuan's face was somber. Could he still fail to understand this routine?
Fu Hanchuan didn't say anything, and took Fu Ying's little hand to sit on the dining table.

Chang Yan came out with a pot of stewed soft-shelled turtle soup, and put it on the center pot.

The soup has been simmered for more than two hours. The color of the soup is clear, only a thin layer of oil floats on the surface of the water, and the soft-shelled turtle sinks quietly at the bottom of the water, surrounded by white quail eggs and a few green onions. Delicious.

Chang Yan quietly glanced at Fu Hanchuan, her face was flushed with a thin layer of red, she didn't know if it was a hot pot or she was shy.

She stroked her skirt and was about to sit down, when Mrs. Zhuo Ya pulled her to sit down beside Fu Hanchuan.

"There are empty seats here, how can you sit so far away to eat?"

Chang Yan's face turned redder, Madam Zhuo Ya glanced at Fu Hanchuan and said, "Ms. Chang is coming to our house for dinner for the first time, try this soup to see if it tastes good."

"I heard from Miss Chang's sister-in-law that Miss Chang is a good cook, whoever can marry you home will be lucky."

She glanced at Fu Hanchuan again, the meaning was already very obvious.

Fu Hanchuan just lowered his head and drank the soup, took out the chopped green onion and poured it into a plate beside him, and said, "There is a servant at home who cooks, so if you want to drink soup, you can just order it. Mother, why don't you tell Sister Xia to cook the soup today?" ?”

Fu Hanchuan seldom spoke so disrespectfully in front of outsiders, Mrs. Zhuo Ya kicked him under the table and gave him a wink, can he still talk properly!
Chang Yan blushed, and said in embarrassment: "Madam was joking, it's just a general skill."

She looked at the chopped scallions in the small dish in front of Fu Hanchuan, bit her lower lip, and made a secret note that in the future, she would definitely not put scallions in the soup.

"Why is this an ordinary craft? I heard from your sister-in-law that you are studying the recipes in A Dream of Red Mansions. Whenever you are free, let us see it."

Chang Yan glanced at Fu Hanchuan slightly from the corner of her eye, and said with a blushing face, "It's okay to cook, but I'm afraid of being laughed at by you."

Here and there, Fu Hanchuan ate food in silence the whole time, and occasionally gave Fu Ying a piece or two of chopsticks to let him eat by himself.

The little guy ate obediently with a spoon, and his little mouth was covered with rice grains. Fu Hanchuan saw it and wiped it off with a paper towel.

Chang Yan's heart pounded when she saw the man taking care of the child carefully.

Such a man who takes care of the family and takes care of the children, has strong working ability and looks good, who doesn't like it?
After dinner, a group of people sat in the living room drinking tea to digest food.

Fu Zhengnan folded his legs, took a sip of tea, and asked casually: "Miss Chang, your brother came to Beicheng this time because of Shengtang Technology, right?"

Aristocratic families like theirs basically started from industry, and emerging technology companies are the fields that all old-school group companies want to make up for.

Chang Yan replied obediently: "The company is run by my father and brothers, and I don't know anything about the company's affairs."

The Chang family has two sons. The youngest daughter, Chang Yan, is the jewel in the palm of the Chang family. Not only the husband and wife of the Chang family love her, but also her brothers and sisters-in-law.As long as it's what she likes, she can do whatever she wants, and never force her to do anything.

Fu Zhengnan raised his eyebrows, glanced at Mrs. Zhuo Ya, and lowered his head to take a sip of tea.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya smiled, and looked at Chang Yan with more satisfaction.

If the Fu family in the north city and the Chang family in the south city can form an marriage relationship, it will be a joint alliance between the north and the south.

This kind of Fu family is even more impregnable.

The wife of the Fu family doesn't have to be a strong woman in the mall. It's okay to have a strong family background, and it's even better in this way.

Fu Hanchuan is too strong. It is good to have a woman who can help him in his career, but if the husband and wife have different opinions, it is easy to argue, just like her and Fu Zhengnan. After a long time, they will become incompatible.

No matter how strong a woman is, it's better to return to the family to take care of the family. Chang Yan is gentle, virtuous, and knowledgeable.

Baisteel is soft around the fingers, in fact, the thing that can hold a man's heart the most is the gentleness and sweetness?

From Fu Zhengnan's point of view, the saving grace of Chang Yan is that she doesn't care about the company's affairs, and won't be as aggressive as Mrs. Zhuo Ya.

Moreover, the family background of the Chang family is very satisfying.

Fu Zhengnan glanced at Fu Hanchuan, and said calmly: "If the Chang family also takes a fancy to Shengtang Technology, then you have to deal with it carefully. The second master of the Chang family is not just talking about it."

The corners of Fu Hanchuan's lips twitched slightly, and he didn't say anything, but it was Chang Yan, who looked at both sides with some anxiety.

Brothers, are you trying to steal business from the Fu family?Then she...

"You guys are still talking about the company at home, can't you stop for a while? It's the first time Miss Chang comes to our house. Don't let people think that the men in our family only have jobs. "

Mrs. Zhuo Ya said something, brought the topic back to Chang Yan and Fu Hanchuan, and calmly let the two get to know each other better.

At first, Fu Hanchuan was able to be patient and give some face. After another half an hour, he checked the time, stood up and said, "I still have something to do, so I'll go back first."

He glanced at Chang Yan, nodded to her lightly, and walked out with Fu Ying in his arms.

The little guy lay on Fu Hanchuan's back, biting his little hand and looking at the big sister.

Why does she look at his papa like that? He doesn't like it.

The little guy suddenly stuck out his tongue, made a face at Chang Yan, turned around and hugged Fu Hanchuan's neck tightly.

Papa is he and Mama!

Chang Yan was taken aback, a little embarrassed, and when she looked away, she happened to meet Mrs. Zhuo Ya's gaze. She smiled embarrassedly, and Mrs. Zhuo Ya said: "Han Chuan is a workaholic, he has a lot of work on hand, and he often only cares about work and other things." Never mind."

Chang Yan smiled and said, "My brothers are like this too, but the sisters-in-law are very considerate of them."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya pointedly said: "Oh? Under the influence of sisters-in-law, Miss Chang must also be a considerate girl?"

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After Su Xiang could walk, he fired the nurse and rented an apartment to live in.

Although living alone, the quality of life is not bad. A [-]-square-meter apartment is spacious enough for one person to live in. The interior is brightly lit, and the balcony can also grow flowers and bask in the sun.

But during this period of time, she has to be busy with exams, so it is impossible to enjoy life.

For dinner, Su Xiang made rice with vegetables and bacon, and made a seaweed tofu soup. As soon as he sat down at the dining table, someone knocked at the door.

He thought it was a courier, but when he opened the door, it was Fu Hanchuan standing at the door holding Fu Ying in his arms.

Of course Su Xiang was very happy to see his son, but he didn't have a good look at that man.

She didn't understand why he couldn't live in the big villa, and came over every three days to squeeze a small apartment with her.

Fu Hanchuan's complexion wasn't pretty either. He walked in, and when he passed the restaurant, he saw the steaming dinner on the table. He turned around and sat down directly in front of the table.

Su Xiang walked over with Fu Ying in his arms, and saw Fu Hanchuan sitting in her seat and eating her dinner.

Su Xiang forgot the time while reading, and only now had dinner, but her dinner fell into the man's stomach, and she said angrily, "Didn't you eat?"

Fu Ying looked at the deliciousness of the bowl of vegetables and rice, bit his fingers and said stickyly: "Mama, I want to eat too."

Su Xiang glanced at his son and fell silent.

The little guy was sitting on Fu Hanchuan's lap, and the father and son were using a bowl. Su Xiang went into the kitchen, scraped the pot clean, and came out with a small bowl of rice. She looked at the man suspiciously.

Why does he look weird today.

Fu Hanchuan finished eating in a few mouthfuls, wiped his mouth and said to Su Xiang, "Make more tomorrow."

Su Xiang glanced at him speechlessly, why.

Although Fu Hanchuan came over these days, he often came very late, and he seldom brought Fu Ying here, returning late and leaving early.

In order to see Fu Ying more than the agreement with Mrs. Zhuo Ya, Su Xiang tolerated him, but why should she cook his dinner again.

They say they are separating, separating!Does he understand?

Fu Hanchuan didn't talk nonsense with her, just one look crushed Su Xiang to death.

He has her weakness in his hand.

Su Xiang pursed her lips, swallowed the breath, and took the bowl to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Fu Ying followed into the kitchen, tugged at her trouser legs, and said softly: "The food at grandma's house is not good, you have to eat something numb."

The little guy hugged her leg, showing absolute loyalty to her.

Su Xiang glanced in the direction of the living room, it turned out that he was going to the old house of Fu's family.

But Miss Xia's craftsmanship in Fu's old house is not bad, so how can it be bad.

When Su Xiang came out after washing the dishes, Fu Hanchuan was no longer in the living room, and she was probably busy with work again, so she took out Fu Ying's toys and built building blocks with him, when suddenly someone called her name in the room.

"Su Xiang, come here."

Su Xiang frowned, that man came to bother her again.

She asked Fu Ying to play with toys obediently, got up and went to the room, and saw Fu Hanchuan leaning his head on the back of the chair, covering his nose with one hand.

Fu Hanchuan heard footsteps behind him and asked, "Is there any cotton?"

Nosebleeds flowed from his fingers, Su Xiang quickly took out a few tissues to cover his nose, and asked him to sit up straight.

A big man can't even do such a simple nosebleed.

She lives in this small apartment, and she hasn't had time to prepare the medicine box, where did she get the cotton.

Su Xiang rolled up a tissue and stuffed it in his nose, temporarily stopping the bleeding.

Fu Hanchuan frowned and walked to the bathroom to wash his hands. Looking up, he saw a man in the mirror with a long white strip stuck between his nose.

The brows frowned even tighter.

This look...

He, Fu Hanchuan, had never been in such a mess.

Fu Hanchuan stretched out his hand and wanted to pull out the tissue paper. Is this damn woman trying to trick him?

Just about to pull it out, Su Xiang just walked in, grabbed his arm and shook his head.

It was only blocked for a short while, and the bleeding hadn't stopped yet, and when it was pulled out, it was about to bleed again.

Su Xiang suppressed a smile, squeezed a cold towel, pulled him out, told him to lie down, and put the towel on his nose.

This helps the capillaries in the nostrils to constrict.

But why the nosebleed?
Su Xiang glanced at him, then looked back at the materials he brought over.

He seems to be busier than before. She took a look at those thick documents just now, and they are all in technical terms, both in Chinese and English.

——If you are so busy, what are you doing running around?

Su Xiang gestured in sign language.

Fu Hanchuan looked at Su Xiang's quiet expression, pulled the corner of his lower lip lightly and said, "If you know I'm busy, don't cause trouble for me, and don't make me angry. Make some good soup to supplement nutrition for your man. Don't you feel ashamed to satisfy you after hard work?"

Su Xiang blushed, how did he say these shameless words seriously!

Who satisfies whom?
Su Xiang glared at him, turned and walked out.

Fu Hanchuan looked at her back and smiled lightly, took off the towel and put it on the bedside table, the smile in his eyes slowly cooled down.

He got up and walked to the desk, and continued to organize the materials.

Shengtang Technology, he must win it!
(End of this chapter)