Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Early in the morning, the presidential suite of Tang brick hotel.

Fu Mingzhu woke up. Her head was still aching after drinking the wine. She reached out and stroked it, and gave a low cry.

On his side, he found that Fu ran was gone.

She smiled softly: "Coward without righteousness!"

She could almost think of Fu Ran's sneaking home. She smiled and thought about today's work, so she got up, brushed her teeth, washed her face and asked the Secretary to send a suit of clothes.

The secretary is still Xiaowen. He was originally out of town, but he was transferred back to the headquarters by Tang Yao just for Fu Mingzhu to get used to it. Fu Mingzhu has to undertake this feeling.

When Xiaowen came in, they hugged each other, and their emotions were a little excited.

"Mr. Fu, I didn't expect that we could work together." Xiaowen sighed low: "we all thought you... Tang brick's employees were very sad, but now everyone is happy."

Fu Mingzhu pinched her face: "I'm not back now. Don't worry. I'll be more strict with you than before."

Xiaowen smiled.

Fu Mingzhu went to change her clothes and called for breakfast in the guest room. While eating, she discussed her work with Xiao Wen. Xiao Wen returned a few days ago. She was very familiar with the business of the hotel, grasped the key points, and then thought about it and wanted to say: "the most important thing in the morning is to send an important guest to the airport. President Tang told President Fu to entertain him personally. President Tang used to receive him himself, I checked the information. He is the boss of an international tourism company and contributes a lot of revenue to Tang brick hotel every year. "

Fu Mingzhu nodded: "you sent his information to my mobile phone. I looked at it while eating. What time's his flight?"

Secretary Wen had already prepared, "start from the hotel at nine."

Then he looked at the following table: "it's half past eight now."

Fu Mingzhu looked at the information with her mobile phone and whispered, "we'll meet President Wang in ten minutes. You and his secretary will finalize it."

Secretary Wen contacted and came over in a minute with a slight smile: "contact well. President Wang said he would like to see President Fu."

Fu Mingzhu wiped his lower lip and got up: "let's send president Wang first. Later, you can arrange the meeting."

She walked with the wind, and Secretary Wen followed behind. She felt that she also walked with the wind.

At President Wang's suite, the two sides met... Wang is always a man in his early 40s. He is very fond of the new beautiful Fu. Of course, a beautiful woman will not refuse to send her to the airport. The atmosphere is very good.

Mr. Wang smiled a moment before boarding the plane: "Mr. Fu, we can talk about the orders in the second half of the year when we are free. I'm waiting for Mr. Fu in city B."

He reached out and gently patted Fu Mingzhu on the shoulder: "the trading volume will certainly satisfy Mr. Fu and feel that it was a worthwhile trip."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang. Secretary Wen and I will certainly visit. " Fu Mingzhu smiled, reached for president Wang and watched President Wang board the plane.

When going out from the airport, Secretary Wen suddenly stopped Fu Mingzhu: "President Fu, look over there... It seems to be Mr. LAN."

Fu Mingzhu's heart sank and looked in the direction of secretary Wen.

Lan Yu was standing in the waiting room in front of him with his luggage. He was standing alone. He didn't know if he was waiting for his secretary.

Fu Mingzhu frowned. Why is a man of his status here alone?

But she didn't want to ask, because it didn't matter.

At this time, Lan Yu's body suddenly squatted down, a painful look appeared on his face, and there seemed to be bean sized sweat drops on his forehead.

"He seems to be in pain." Secretary Wen murmured.

Fu Mingzhu looked at her: "do you sympathize with him?"

"No, I happen to know Mr. Fu..." Secretary Wen said carefully, "Lan Shao looks a little pathetic. If he hangs up, his identity will be on the social news. If you are photographed at the airport, it will be really bad."

This reason is very sufficient. Fu Mingzhu looked at her and walked in the direction of Lan Yu.

She walked up to him and stood. "Are you okay?"

Lan Yu squatted with a cold sweat on his forehead, but after hearing such a sound, his whole body shook, and then gritted his teeth: "fortunately, my secretary will come in a minute."

A piece of luggage was left in Lan Kwai Fong. Secretary Li went back to get it. He was right here, but his leg suddenly broke out and the pain was unbearable.

Fu Mingzhu looked at him quietly, "are you sure? If you're not sure, I can take you to the hospital? "

Secretary Wen took her hand and whispered, "it's unreliable. Let's take it to the hospital!"

Fu Mingzhu then smiled faintly: "Xiaowen, have you forgotten about Wen Jingfan? Do you want to sympathize with such a person?"

Lan Yu's face was deathly gray. His hand touched his knee and clenched his teeth after a half ring: "Fu Mingzhu, you hate me, don't you regret it?"

"There is no regret, but I never had a choice." Her voice was restrained, and then she went to pick him up. He wanted to avoid it. Xiaowen whispered, "Mr. LAN, we are very busy. If you cooperate, we will take you to the hospital. Don't worry. Our Fu will never rely on you."

Fu Mingzhu didn't make a sound and motioned Xiaowen to help him transport his luggage to the car. She helped him get on the car.

On the way back, Fu Mingzhu drove her car. She kept silent. Xiaowen kept looking at Lan Yu in the back seat for fear that he would die of pain on the way.

[I'll continue later, but I'm late.]