Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Chapter 1148 Fu Xingzhou Is Still Alive
Sang Ting'an had investigated the Fu family a long time ago, and knew that there was another Fu Xingzhou in the Fu family, but Fu Xingzhou had already passed away, and a man suddenly appeared tonight, and this man claimed to be Fu Xingzhou.

Sang Tingyan asked people to go out to investigate, and finally confirmed his identity from the similarity of this person's face with Fu Yancheng's.

Fu Xingzhou is still alive.

But the information he heard about Fu Xingzhou said that he was a very gentle man, not at all like the ruthless man in front of him.

In other words, almost seven years after his death, this person's personality has completely changed.

He Zhou picked up his wine glass, took another sip, and threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the trash can next to him.

"Before my grandfather passed away, he left a will. He originally transferred the 15.00% of the shares to Fu Yancheng. The premise is that I have passed away. If I am still alive, then the [-]% of the shares should be It is mine, that is to say, I can return as a senior executive of the Fu family."

That night Fu Xingzhou helped Sheng Mian in a way of self-destruction, and He Zhou is now simmering with anger.

Alright, since Fu Xingzhou is going to make trouble, then he will make trouble and make the whole imperial capital into chaos!

It was Fu Xingzhou who broke the agreement between them first, so it's not his fault.

He Zhou took out the old man's will with a proud tone.

"If Mr. Sang has the heart, he should be able to invite a handwriting expert to come and identify it."

"Even so, you can only get 15.00% of the shares."

He Zhou chuckled, shaking the wine glass in his hand, "That's enough, I can still intervene in the relationship between Fu Yancheng and Sheng Mian, my face is Sheng Mian's first love."

"Mr. Fu, I need to investigate this matter carefully, and I have to be more cautious."

He Zhou shrugged his shoulders, expressing his casualness.

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At noon the next day, when Fu Yancheng was lying in the hospital, he received a text message. He just glanced at it, paused with his fingertips, and crossed out the text message.

Then he opened the chat interface with Sheng Mian, he knew that Sheng Mian must care about him, otherwise he would not have quietly released him from the blacklist.

He sent another message.

[I slept in the hospital all night, feeling uncomfortable. 】

Sheng Mian is about to meet with a long-established female screenwriter. I heard that she has a weird temper and is still good friends with Wen Sihe.

Wen Sihe didn't even like her, and the screenwriter probably didn't like her either.

On the way there, she saw a text message from Fu Yancheng.

did not return.

The female screenwriter I was going to meet this time, her new work was tailor-made for Yun Xiao. Before that, Sheng Mian sent several people to negotiate with her, but none of the female screenwriters could be seen.

Now I heard that people have started to contact Sang Qi, and there is a high probability that they want to cooperate with the Sang family.

Sheng Mian didn't want to miss the script, so she went out in person and made an appointment to meet.

Unexpectedly, the other party did save face and made an appointment at a coffee shop outside a high school.

After Sheng Mian went there, she asked her bodyguard to wait at the door of the coffee shop.

When she entered, she immediately saw a woman sitting by the window. The female screenwriter was Meng Yu.

Sheng Mian had heard of her name before, and was obsessed with writing, but unlike Wen Sihe, a commercial screenwriter, Meng Yu usually only released one work every three years, and each work had a great reputation. The opportunity to cooperate means that the male and female protagonists who star in her TV series will all become top-notch.

"Screenwriter Meng."

Sheng Mian walked over and shook hands with her.

Meng Yu got up, and said in a calm tone, "I heard Wen Sihe talk about you."

The high probability is not a good word.

Sheng Mian smiled. Before coming here, she had investigated Meng Yu's personality. She didn't like to beat around the bush, and she didn't like to make friends. Apart from traveling to find inspiration, she was creating.

So as soon as she sat down, Sheng Mian threw out the maximum investment benefits that could be given here, and promised that she would not interfere with her creation at all.

Meng Yu pinched the spoon in his hand with his white fingertips, his face was very cold.

"Wen Sihe introduced me to Fu Yancheng before."

When she said this, there was no ups and downs in her tone, "That was when he was not married."

Sheng Mian still smiled at her, "I've seen screenwriter Meng's works, your works are mature and delicate, and your works can reflect your personality, presumably you should be more suitable for a mature and stable man."

The implication is that Fu Yancheng is not suitable, he is not that mature in love.

Meng Yu burst out laughing for a moment, and then looked up at her seriously.

After looking at it for more than ten seconds, he smiled and said: "Fu Yancheng and I met at a banquet. In order to match us up, Wen Sihe deliberately got me drunk and let Fu Yancheng and I stay alone. I was very thirsty, so I asked him if he had any water, and he asked me if my arm was broken without looking up. People keep them at a respectful distance, how should I put it, it’s not very considerate.”

The coffee Meng Yu drank didn't add any milk or sugar, so she took a sip.

"So when I left the customs recently, when Wen Sihe said that Fu Yancheng was entangled with you, I was a little curious, how could you stand him?"

(End of this chapter)