Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

"Mr. Fu, this is all the information of Yang Rui. His background is very simple and his experience is not very rich. He took over the company after reading abroad, so there is nothing to check. He usually contacts some customers and some normal entertainment. He can't find anything." Linda seems very embarrassed. It's only because Yang Rui has cleared his history so clean that people can't find any flaws.

Fu even Zun couldn't help falling into meditation. Sometimes it's the most suspicious that he can't find anything at all. He doesn't believe that Yang Rui is really so clean, or someone wiped Yang Rui's data too clean, even Linda can't find it out.

"From now on, send someone to stare at him 24 hours a day. I should carefully record every trace of him. Most importantly, he must not find it. If you scare the snake, you don't have to come to work." Fu uniform Zun looked very serious and ordered coldly. There were bursts of cold in his eyes, and there was no expression on his cold face.

"OK, I'll do it right away." Linda didn't dare to delay. She immediately turned around and went straight out.

A week later, those customers still want to terminate the contract, and it seems that they have made more trouble than before. It seems that they have been determined to do so, and no one can stop them. Fu qizun has been forced to a corner by them. If he doesn't agree, those customers force to terminate the contract and make things bigger, which will inevitably cause trouble in the media, At that time, it will certainly cause some bad speculation from the outside world and affect the stock trend of Fu. If those directors of Fu know, it will be bad.

In desperation, Fu even Zun agreed, accepted their compensation, and then signed a new contract. When those people saw that their goal had been achieved, they all left in a hurry.

Fu even Zun knows that these liquidated damages won't last long. If he can't find a new partner all the time, the project will lack capital injection. At that time, the new project will have no time to make a profit, and it will die on the way. At that time, all Fu's previous investment will be lost, and the bank's loan will not be up. The company will be in chaos first, coupled with the rumors outside, The directors were terrified, and Fu really couldn't last for a few days.

However, it is not easy to develop new customers. There are not many domestic companies that can cooperate with Fu, and the investment is by no means a bit. In addition, this is another large project, which is basically the most important event of Fu this year. If the project is completed, Fu's strength and popularity will rise to a higher level, and if it fails, There is no doubt that Fu's vitality will be greatly damaged, so his success or failure depends on it.

Thinking of these, Fu couldn't help standing up and pacing back and forth in the office, and his face became more and more ugly. Fu's current working capital is not much, and this matter may not be hidden for a long time, so he must find a way to get more funds.

Mu Yansheng sat in the office and was restless all day. She wanted to see Fu uniform Zun, but she didn't know what to say. She could only suppress the tension in her heart and pretend that there was nothing.

"Miss mu, this is the flower ordered by a gentleman for you. Please sign for it." After a while, a man came in with a big bunch of roses in his hand and sent them to her. Everyone in the Department looked over and made her feel a little embarrassed.

Mu Yansheng stood up, his face full of surprise. He didn't know who sent it to her, and there was a card in it. It seemed that the man was prepared very carefully.

The man forced the bunch of flowers into her hand and drowned her whole body. The whole office was full of flower fragrance, and the eyes of others made her shy.

When the man saw that she had signed for the flowers, he went straight away. She took out the card in it. At last, she remembered something and suddenly realized it.

Seeing the signature on it, she couldn't help but get nervous. Unexpectedly, Du Xunsheng still refused to let go. Even she was still restless in the company. She was afraid that it would make fu qiaozun unhappy when it came to Fu qiaozun's ears, so she immediately went out, went to the trash can in the hall, threw the bunch of flowers in a hurry, covered it, and left quickly.

She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, frowned slightly, sorted out her clothes, hung her head slightly, and rushed in flustered.

"Yan Sheng, who sent the flowers? It shouldn't be president Fu."

"Yes, yes, such a big bunch of roses. It seems that Mr. Fu is very interested in you. We have never seen him be so interested in any woman."

Seeing her come in, the office was boiling. The eyes of those female colleagues all turned to her, whispering one by one. The smile on her face looked very subtle, making her uncomfortable.

"No, you misunderstood. It was sent by a friend of mine. It's not president Fu, it's not." Mu Yansheng smiled stiffly and shook his head again and again. His expression looked very embarrassed. Xiumei frowned slightly, his eyes flashed, and his heart gradually hung to his throat.

"What do you do? It's working time now. If you don't work well, you know you gossip here." Seeing this, Li Wei hurried over, stood in front and scolded, and her surroundings were finally quiet.

Mu Yansheng glanced at Li Wei, nodded, thanked him, and immediately buried his face in his work, trying not to care about the surrounding environment.

After work, she was still a little nervous. Although she had been sending flowers for several hours, she was still a little shaken. She vaguely felt that it was just a precursor, and Du Xunsheng's moves were still behind.

She walked to the door and saw nothing unusual. It seemed that Du Xunsheng didn't come. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She went straight to the side of the road, got on a bus and sat in the car. She was a little bored, so she took out her mobile phone and wanted to brush her microblog. However, as soon as she opened her mobile phone, she was greeted by a message from wechat.

"I'll see you in Michelin at eight o'clock tonight. I'll invite you to dinner. I'll wait for you. See you or leave."

Seeing this message from Du Xunsheng, she couldn't help looking gloomy. Her fingers tried several times on the keyboard. She didn't know how to go back.