Lord Huo annoyed the little ancestor again

Chapter 171 I have to take her with me
Fu Xi wrung her fingers, thinking, the original owner really did something evil!
She had to bear the consequences.

That's it.

Who let her occupy the human body?

Let her get rid of this evil!
……

Lin's Group.

Lin Zheng was holding a high-level regular meeting, and Lin Jiaxun pushed the door in without showing any respect to his son, "The meeting is over, let me out!"

The chairman of the board came to visit, and everyone was furious, and everyone quickly dispersed.

Lin Zheng looked at the old man's expression, held a cup of tea and handed it over, "Dad, why are you here?"

"If I don't come to the company again, I will bankrupt you!"

Lin Jiaxun was so angry that he overturned the teacup.

The tea was scalding to the back of Lin Zheng's hand, and he didn't even bother to say a word, "Back then you and the whole family were enemies and wanted to marry Lu Jingyao. After all the family recognized her, you don't want her anymore. Now that half of the property is divided, you still don't want her." Why do you want the finance department to transfer [-] million yuan?!"

Lin Zheng was yelled until his eardrums were buzzing, and secretly scolded the chief financial officer as a traitor who was in Cao Ying and his heart was in Han.

Seeing that he couldn't fart for a long time, Lin Jiaxun cursed again, "I'm asking you something! What do you want to do with five hundred million!"

Lin Zheng: "..."

"I am useful."

"What's the use!"

"..."

In this book, Lin Zheng doesn't have a sense of character substitution like Fu Xi.

He did what he wanted to do as he wanted, and spent the wealth at his fingertips, let alone [-] million, even [-] million, he could give it to Fu Xi without blinking an eye.

Right now, he was rubbing his red-hot hands, facing Lin Jiaxun's glaring eyes, and said calmly, "Dad, if you hand over the company to me, let me do it. I won't let the company lose money."

"I think you get dizzy when you meet a woman! From now on, I will suspend your position as president. You go home and reflect on yourself!"

"dad!"

"If you keep messing around, I'll have to call you dad!"

Lin Jiaxun made a final decision and ordered his assistant, "Go and pack up Mr. Lin's things, notify the personnel department, and immediately issue a personnel transfer order!"

Lin Zheng was caught off guard.

At this moment, he finally realized that if he didn't respect the rules of this world, even the male lead would collapse.

These tool people who are not in his eyes, the highest power in the Lin family, his father, can easily take back everything he owns.

He was seconded.

……

Ying Jun, the special assistant to the president, sent Lin Zheng to the first floor of the group.

Return the cardboard box containing personal belongings to him, "Mr. Lin, you can take a taxi home by yourself. The chairman said that you cannot use the bus for private use, and I am not your assistant anymore."

Lin Zheng's face was slightly cold, and he walked out of the gate of Lin's Group with a heavy cardboard box in his arms.

The autumn wind is bleak.

His back looks a little miserable.

Lin Zheng didn't go home, he found a park to sit down, and with his huge network, dialed the phone number of the chief producer of Lemon Video "Youth Is You"——

"I heard that the crew of "City of the Last Moon" is recruiting staff, please help me find a position."

"Boss Lin, who do you want to plug in?"

"I."

Chief Producer: "..."

Lin Zheng: "..."

The president can be wrong.

But he.

You must go to Fu Xi's side!

……

Yancheng Forensic Center.

"The deceased had no accumulation of water in his lungs, so drowning was ruled out. There was a two-centimeter fatal wound on the back of the head, which was thrown away after death. There was red mud in the nails. The hardness of the humidity should have come from an abandoned farm next to the organic chemical plant in the southern suburbs. Chicken farm, you take someone to verify."

"Do you know that there is red mud in an abandoned chicken farm?"

Xu Rang was stunned.

Staring in disbelief at the man who dissected the corpse like he was carving a work of art, he was afraid that a specially hired forensic doctor would steal his job as the chief of the criminal investigation team, "Brother Yi, are you still human?"

Huo Beiyi was wearing a blue medical mask, his exposed eyes were wise and cold.

His slender fingers held the scalpel, leaving beautiful incisions on the corpse.

After the dissection, they were slowly sewn back together, intact as before.

Huo Beiyi gave Xu Rang the just-issued judicial appraisal report, "If you want to enshrine me at home like a god and offer three sticks of incense every day, I don't mind."

"That will cost you a lot of life, you can't do that!"

Xu Rang ran out after getting addicted to his mouth, for fear that Huo Beiyi would poison him with chemical weapons, "Brother Yi, Professor Zheng is waiting for you outside, I'm going to find evidence! Goodbye!"

Huo Beiyi finished his work and came to the reception room to see Professor Zheng, "Dean Zheng, hello."

Professor Zheng is the dean of the medical school of Yancheng University. He has heard Huo Beiyi's name in the forensic field for a long time, and he is very excited to see him in person!
He held Huo Beiyi's hand, solemnly as if touching a god.

"Professor Huo, I'm really honored to know that you are willing to accept our college's invitation to be a specially-appointed professor! I didn't expect you to be so young, you are really awesome!"

Huo Beiyi withdrew his hand calmly, "Professor Zheng is too well-respected, and I have a job at Yancheng University, but I actually want to ask for something."

"What is it?"

"The child in the family is minoring in clinical medicine at Yan University, and she has passed a lot of subjects. I have to keep her by my side and take care of the homework. So, can I let her be my teaching assistant?"

"Of course! This is a trivial matter! Professor Huo, what's your child's name?"

"Fu Xi."

"Okay, I'll go back to school and do it for you now!"

Professor Zheng was determined to lure Huo Beiyi into Yanda Medical College, so he left and went back to school in a hurry.

After Huo Beiyi saw off Professor Zheng, he took a sip of tea comfortably.

Not long after, I received a call from the director of the company's public relations department, "Mr. Huo, the online reputation has changed, saying that you are a soft rice boy raised by Ms. Fu. Do you want to guide the public opinion back?"

Soft rice man.

It is rare to have such a title that can be assigned to oneself.

Huo Beiyi smiled, the arc was very faint, but looked real, "No, this direction is very good."

The director of the public relations department paused for a moment, and then said, "The anonymous user who uploaded Miss Fu's car photo has been found. It's Fu Jiaoer, Mr. Huo, what do you plan to do with it?"

"I've sent someone to do it."

Huo Beiyi hung up the phone and sent Huarong a message.

: You said that the Fu family has nothing to do with Fu Xi, so don't be merciful.

……

into the night.

Fu Xi came to the gym in pajamas at exactly nine o'clock to look for Huo Beiyi. It didn't look like he was here to practice, "Old Huo, I'm too tired from studying today, so I'll ask you for a leave."

"No approval."

Huo Beiyi just finished chatting with Hua Rong, closed the computer, got up and walked towards Fu Xi.

He was wearing a black loose hooded sweater, his short short hair was loosely scattered on his forehead at the moment, and he exuded a vigorous and lazy youthful air.

Fu Xi almost forgot that Huo Beiyi was actually only 23 years old.

He is in a high position, young and mature.

Dressed in old-fashioned suits and leather shoes all day long, even his temperament has become more calm and restrained.

It always made her feel that this man was too thoughtful to get along with.

(End of this chapter)