The silence of the meeting room was terrible. Everyone bowed their heads and did not dare to say a word.

"Who can tell me how to guarantee my performance in the second half of the year?"

Fu Yanchen stood up, walked to the first high-level behind, big hand fell on his shoulder, not light not heavy clap, high-level immediately whole body stiff, forehead secrete cold sweat, hear Fu Yanchen light voice: "you?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fu Yanchen went to another person and patted him on the shoulder. He seemed to smile and asked, "or you?"

After a turn, they returned to their seats. It seemed that they were wandering on the edge of life and death. After a walk, they were sweating, and the atmosphere did not dare to make a sound.

Fu Yanchen sneered, slapped a document on the table and yelled: "where's John? Now you tell me that it's him who divulges secrets and makes the company lose so much. That's what you told me! "

The crowd gasped, but no one dared to speak.

The atmosphere is dead, only the footstep of Fu Yanchen walking.

At this time, Zheng Shen handed over a document. He read it with a cold face. After a few seconds, he said, "I can't care about this matter with you. Everyone, in a month, I'll sort out the prospect forecast and data analysis for the second half of the year. Otherwise, you old bones should have a rest."

For several days, the staff of the New York branch were busy day and night, hoping to produce a perfect business plan before Mr. Fu left.

Fu Yanchen also studied the major markets and personally went to some places for investigation.

On Saturday, Zheng Shen asked Fu Yanchen, "Dong Fu, do you want to call Miss Gu?"

"What do you want to call her for?" Fu Yanchen, wearing a safety helmet, looks up at the boutique commercial building and shopping building that Fu plans to open this year.

Zheng Shen

Don't you go to see Miss Gu every Saturday? Now come and ask me what I'm calling for?!

Anyway, he reminded all the things that should be reminded. He was very conscientious in private affairs. If something happened later, it had nothing to do with him.

Fu Yanchen ignored and continued to inspect the project.

In the afternoon, Fu Yanchen suddenly saw a place whose security didn't seem to be well done. He wanted to go in and have a look. The phone rang at this time.

It's su Xiyuan's.

When she came home on Monday, she was forced to deposit it in her mobile phone by Mrs. Fu, saying that if he dares to delete it, she will run away from home.

Fu Yanchen

In the end, I stayed. It's just a phone call. It's nothing.

He understood the old lady's taboo to Gu Liuxing. Even after asking him what happened to her child that night, he didn't want to let Gu Liuxing in. He just wanted to compensate her in other ways.

And told him, anyone is OK, only Gu Liuxing is not OK.

The explosion three years ago really scared his mother. He would rather live a flat life, even with a woman he didn't like, than tangle with Gu Liuxing.

Fu Yanchen is irritable stare at mobile phone screen, hang up.

Not long after, call again, Fu Yanchen hangs up again.

When the mobile phone rings again, Fu Yanchen wants to kill people. "Su Xiyuan, are you sick?"

"Yanchen, I..." Su Xiyuan's voice was wronged.

"You what, you have something to say, nothing to do, stay away from me." Fu Yanchen's tone is not polite.

Su Xiyuan's voice suddenly became pleasantly surprised: "Yan Chen... What do you mean is that I can come to you for anything in the future?"

Fu Yanchen

What kind of brain circuit is this?

Without saying a word, he cut off the phone. At this time, he had reached the edge of the high platform.

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