True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 285 is not his biological father [1 more]

   Testator: Fu Yichang

  Name of executor: He Quan

  Because I am worried that after my death, the heir will have a dispute over property issues, so I am seriously ill and made this will in Shanghai on October 9, 2020. The property, rights, etc. owned by me will be dealt with as follows.

  Below is a series of regulations, written a lot.

  The most important asset of the Fu family is Yuxiangfang. Father Fu gave Fu Yunshen, including 15% of the shares of the Fu Group.

  There is also the Fu family's real estate in the Imperial Capital, which is worth more than one billion yuan, and he also gave it to Fu Yunshen.

  If this will is finally placed in front of the Fu family, let alone Fu Mingcheng, even a few others will make a fuss.

  Giving Yuxiangfang to Fu Yunshen is equivalent to giving out the Fu Group.

  He Quan is a person whom Mr. Fu trusts very much.

  Three years ago, he thought he was going to die, so he wrote a will and gave it to He Quan.

  After his death, he believed that He Quan could execute this will well.

  Recalling those words that Mr. Zhong had said to him earlier, Mr. Fu sighed.

  No one knows his physical condition better than himself.

  There is no problem, no illness, but it is indeed towards the end step by step.

  He lasted for twenty years, even if all the toxins in his body had been eliminated, after taking care of him for so long, his body was a lot lighter.

  After all, the poison has been in the bone marrow for 20 years, and he has left a lot of hidden injuries on the battlefield.

  More importantly, the body is not tired, but the heart is also tired.

  Trees live a layer of skin, and people live a breath.

  The breath he held for so many years, after seeing that Fu Yunshen crossed the better, and there were other friends around him, he finally relaxed completely.

  This loose, I can’t go back again.

  Master Fu is very awake.

  At his age, he has a long life.

  So it is very likely that one day he fell asleep and passed by.

  Father Fu took the will and looked at it word by word for a long time. After confirming that there were no problems, he put the will in the drawer again and locked it with the key.

   Then get up and pace to the bookshelf next to the bed.

  Like many times before, Mr. Fu removed a photo frame from the shelf.

  The photo of a pair of men and women in military uniforms in the photo frame is still off-white, apparently taken a long time ago.

  The photos are well preserved, there are no wrinkles, which shows how careful the person who preserved them is.

   "Yuehua." Father Fu wiped the photo frame and said to himself, "I haven't spoken to you for a long time, I don't know if you will be angry."

   After a pause, he smiled slightly again: "You won't be angry if you think about it. After twenty years, you have reborn."

  The woman in the photo did not speak, but looked at him quietly.

  Father Fu talked to the photo for a long time, and after talking, he felt sleepy.

  After putting the photo frame back, Mr. Fu lay on the rocking chair again, closed his eyes and started to rest.

  **

  Outside the door.

  Fu Mingcheng stayed for a long time before leaving unwillingly.

  He went downstairs.

  Ms. Fu is sitting in the living room, trimming the flower branches in the vase.

   Seeing him come down, wiped his hands, stood up impatiently: "Mingcheng, what did the old man say? Did you agree to give Yuxiangfang to you?"

   "No." Fu Mingcheng was in a bad mood, "I didn't talk to Dad at all. He fell asleep as soon as Uncle Zhong left."

  No matter how much he hopes Mr. Fu will leave, he will not disturb Mr. Fu.

   Madam Fu had a look, and shook her head: "I see, the old man is either sleeping or trying to avoid you."

  Yuxiangfang is currently developing new types of balm and perfume.

  Fu Mingcheng will take these new products to cooperate with Biman.

As the largest perfume company under the Venus Group, Biman is also one of the world's top luxury goods. It is not the only one who wants this project.

  There are also several families in the imperial capital that specialize in the field of perfume, and they want to compete with Yuxiangfang.

  The advantage of Yuxiangfang lies in the secret formula of perfume, but in terms of overall strength, it cannot be compared with the families of the Imperial Capital.

  But Fu Mingcheng will not give up. He only needs to get all the shares of Yuxiangfang from Mr. Fu and immediately go to talk about the project with Biman.

  But no matter how many times he mentioned it, Mr. Fu's attitude was ambiguous, he didn't nod or shook his head.

Hearing what Mrs. Fu said, Fu Mingcheng sank his face: "I know what the old man is thinking. He must give the Yuxiangfang to Fu Yunshen, but he can't think about it. A young man can support the Yuxiangfang. ?"

   "I'm defeated by then, what should I do? That's Biman, does he know what Biman represents?"

  Fu Yunshen, a drunkard who has never managed a company, probably doesn’t know what the Venus Group is.

Just as Mrs. Fu was about to open her mouth, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the man standing leaning against the door, looking at them with a smile.

  She swallowed all the words that followed, and smiled: "Yun Shen, I'm back, your grandfather is resting, do you want to eat?"

  Fu Yunshen said nothing or glanced at Fu Mingcheng, and walked straight up the stairs.

  Fu Mingcheng just didn’t ask for anything from Mr. Fu. After seeing Fu Yunshen right now, he felt more bored: "Don’t call me Dad?"

  Hearing this, Fu Yunshen stopped slowly.

  He tilted his head, his peachy eyes curled up, and his light amber pupils were detached smiles: "Are you my father, I don't know in my heart?"

  Fu Mingcheng's expression suddenly changed.

Mrs. Fu beside    was also stunned.

  Fu Yunshen had already gone upstairs when the two of them hadn't recovered, and didn't bother them anymore.

After a long while, Fu Fu recovered his thoughts and opened his mouth: "Mingcheng, does he or he know something?"

   "I don't know." Fu Mingcheng's expression was still very heavy. "The old man would never tell him that kind of thing. He was only two years old. What can he remember?"

   "Yes." Mrs. Fu was startled, and then said, "The old man protects him so much, he really won't tell him what happened 20 years ago, but why would he say that?"

   "It's just an imbalance in my heart." Fu Mingcheng said coldly, "He didn't live in Fu's house very much since he was a child. When he came back, it was a lot of fun, lingering forever. It was of no use. Want us to treat him well? Wishful thinking.

  Mrs. Fu did not speak this time.

   "It's not impossible." Fu Mingcheng pressed his temple, "If the old man really gave him the Yuxiangfang, I can also get the Yuxiangfang back."

  A man who doesn’t understand anything in business, he only needs to set up a few sets.

  Yuxiangfang, sooner or later it will be his.

  **

  Upstairs.

  Fu Yunshen gently turned the bedroom door and walked in.

   Old man Fu was really asleep at this time, his breathing was light and inaudible, but he was very steady.

  Fu Yun was afraid of disturbing him, so he didn't move Mr. Fu to the bed.

  Instead, he picked up the blanket and covered him.

  After that, Fu Yunshen sat on the edge of the bed. He raised his hand and pressed Old Man Fu’s wrist calmly.

  He doesn't know medicine, but he learned a little about pulse diagnosis when he went to ancient medicine.

  Fu Yun tried a lot, and found no problems.

  He also saw that Mr. Fu was very lethargic and a little worried.

  But this is indeed the same disease of many elderly people.

  Fu Yun deeply tucked the quilt for the old man, stood up, and walked to the bookshelf.

   "Grandma, don't worry." Fu Yun gently stroked the picture frame and smiled, "I will avenge you, and you have to bless grandpa well."

  He doesn't ask for anything, but only asks the people he cares about to live safely in this world.

enough.

  **

  And this time.

  Imperial Capital.

  Everything on the Internet is always three-minute hot, and the memories of netizens are also very short.

  In addition to the public relations of Tianxing Entertainment, Xiuyan has been taken out of that incident.

  After all, on the bright side, Xiuyan didn't do anything.

  She always knows to leave a way for herself. Naturally, she will not take care of such small things.

  Xiu Yan returned to Xiu's home after leaving the company.

Mrs.   Xiu didn’t play mahjong today.

  As soon as she saw her like this, Xiuyan realized something was wrong: "Mom?"

   "Your grandfather is in the upper study." Madam Xiu tried hard to maintain the posture of a wealthy aristocrat, but she deliberately looked a little nondescript instead, "He has something to look for you."

  Xiuyan's heart shook.

  Old man Xiu had already retired.

  However, my body is not very good, and I have been living in other courtyards in the suburbs, and I have never come here very often.

   Why did you come here suddenly today?

  It’s no wonder that even Mrs. Xiu doesn’t play mahjong anymore. No one dared to make times with Mrs. Xiu.

  Xiuyan pursed her lips, pressed her beating heart, and walked up.

  She knocked on the door of the study: "Grandpa."

  An old and hoarse voice came from inside: "Enter."

  Xiuyan then pushed the door in.

   But as soon as she entered, an inkstone smashed towards her.

  Xiuyan was startled, and subconsciously avoided, but the ink in the inkstone also splashed her all over.

   ruined all the high-definition dresses she got from the endorsement company. But she dare not say a word.

   Xiuyan trembled, raised her head in disbelief, and uttered very hard: "Master...Master?"

   "Xiu Yan, I only tell you, if you continue like this--" In the wheelchair, the old man Xiu turned his head to look at her, his eyes sharp and cold, "I'm going to take Xiu Yu back."

  (End of this chapter)