My first love with the boss

Fu Xing was indifferent and looked at Chu Xing's back. He was sure that Chu Xing didn't want to make things bigger than him. After all, he was a star and had many secrets.

Little white face!

With a cold hum, he continued to be busy with his own affairs. When he was almost busy, he said hello to Tang Yuanyuan and prepared to go back to the hotel first.

Tang Yuanyuan answered and continued to watch the play on the set,.

Fu Xing walked out of the crew, took a taxi and closed his eyes in the car. However, the car was driving, but Fu Xing felt that there was something wrong with the scenery on both sides.

He suddenly opened his eyes and said coldly, "you're not opening in the right direction. I'm going to the ice crystal hotel. Where are you going?"

The driver didn't look back. He looked at Fu from the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "Mr. Fu, my boss wants to see you."

"Who is your boss?"

"Mr. Fu, the boss said you know!" the driver smiled and was very polite.,

Fu woke up, his face changed and shouted, "stop, I want to get off."

"Mr. Fu, I'm sorry. I have to take you to the boss today, or my work will be dangerous."

Fu woke up and said with a frown, "I don't want to see your boss. Let me off quickly, or I'll call the police."

"Mr. Fu, even if you call the police today, it's useless. When the police arrive, you may have seen the boss."

The driver was so upright that Fu woke up and was laughing angrily.

He quickly took out his cell phone to make a phone call. The driver was a little nervous. He was afraid that he really called the police. He looked at him from the rearview mirror from time to time.

Soon, the phone was connected.

An old and steady voice appeared in Fu Xing's ear. "Hey, are you finally willing to call me?"

Fu woke up and said in a cold voice, "Why are you still haunted?"

"Maybe the hell refused to accept me. After all, good people don't live long and bad people live for thousands of years." the old voice said these words without taboo.

Fu woke up and looked out of the window, feeling suffocated. "If you know who you are, don't come out to disgust others. I have my own life and don't have time to see you."

"Wake up, I'm old!" the old voice sighed silently, and the tone was full of weakness,

Fu woke up with a sneer, "Oh, I haven't seen you when you were young and energetic. It doesn't matter to me when you are old."

There was a long silence over the phone.

Fu woke up and waited impatiently. "I repeat, I want to go back. I don't have time to see you."

"I'll tell you again, even if you become a corpse today, I want to see you." the old voice was steady and powerful, and the tone showed the momentum of pointing the country.

Then he hung up.

Fu woke up and stared at his mobile phone. His always gentle and calm face filled with incredible. He was disgusted. He had never seen such a brazen person.

He called the police again this time, "Hey! I want to call the police!"

"Mr. Fu?"

The policeman opened his mouth and called out Fu Xing's last name, which stunned Fu Xing. "How do you know who I am?"

The policeman smiled. "Well, the old man explained. As long as you call here, you will call me. The old man said he only wanted to see you. There was no other malice."

"I was kidnapped and forcibly brought to the front, and you said he didn't mean any harm?" Fu woke up angrily and wanted to call.

The policeman was a little helpless. "If you call the police and say you have been kidnapped, I can accept it. However, to tell the truth, it doesn't make much sense for us to call the police. After all, your life safety has not been affected, and you will solve the problem sooner or later, won't you? Or will you give the limited police resources to people who need it more, don't you?"

"I'm the one who needs it more!" Fu woke up and hung up. He collapsed in the back seat, feeling depressed.

He felt that he was careful enough and low-key enough. How could he still reveal his whereabouts? His eyebrows were tightly frowned and his thoughts were a little confused.

The driver secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really shocked just now. Fortunately, the boss also said hello to the police. Otherwise, he was really afraid that Mr. Fu would grab the steering wheel with him.

The car continued on the road. Soon, it came to a very quiet private manor and stopped.

The driver stopped the car, hurried down and opened Fu Xing's door.

Fu Xing came down with an iron face and looked around.

The environment of this place is very quiet. Surrounded by Maolin, bamboo, rockery and flowing water, it looks very self-cultivation. Fu Xing refrained from revealing a sarcastic smile.

What do people like him know about self-cultivation?

A housekeeper came to Fu Xing and said with a smile, "Mr. Fu, master is waiting for you."

"If he wants to see me, ask him to come down to see me." Fu Xing's always gentle face is full of indifference.

The housekeeper smiled. "OK! I'll ask the master."

The housekeeper woke up and made a phone call. Then he whispered a few words to the phone.

A long time. He turned back, looked at Fu Xing and said with a smile, "the master said that only his son has seen Lao Tzu, and no Lao Tzu has seen his son. Therefore, the master insisted that you go to see him."

"He dreams!"

The housekeeper leaned slightly and made a gesture behind him. Immediately, two bodyguards with big arms and round waist woke up and carried Fu in like a chicken.

Fu Xing was extremely angry. His eyes were full of resentment and disgust, and he struggled hard. "Let me go! You let me go!"

If Mu Wan is here, you will find that Fu Xing, once warm as jade, elegant, humorous and decent, seems to have completely changed a person and become fierce, manic and rough.

The whole man is like a lion in a state of rage, and his anger is beyond expression.

The bodyguard took Fu Xing into the room hidden in the bamboo forest and took him to the reception hall. On the luxurious leather sofa, there was an old man in a Han suit.

The man's face is a little old, but his posture is dignified and majestic. When the whole person sits there, he has a momentum like a mountain. His eyes are extremely spiritual, giving people a feeling that the sword is not old.

The bodyguard respectfully saluted the man, put down Fu, woke up and left.

Fu woke up and looked at the man in front of him. Instead, his manic mood calmed down. He stared at him coldly and didn't speak.

The old man looked at him and pulled a dignified smile from the corners of his lips. "Wake up, long time no see!"

"Chuqifu, I don't want to see you all my life." Fu Xing pierced his heart mercilessly.

Chu Qifu smiled, "I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. Without me, where did you come from?"