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

The young man looked at her with interest, "Sarah seems to be dissatisfied with Bo? That's the person Man wants to promote."

Sarah continued to fiddle with the test tube in her hand, her tone was very calm and without any emotion.

"It just doesn't suit your eyes."

The seven senior executives didn't say anything. They all knew that her temper was a bit strange.

Fu Yancheng stood in front of her and could clearly see the content on the screen.

The conference room where the senior executives stayed was probably not in this area, and the decoration color was completely different.

What puzzled him was that the background of these people seemed familiar to him.

But for a while I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

He was pretty sure this wasn't inside the research base.

His eyebrows wrinkled, and his eyelashes trembled violently.

Perhaps these people are indeed not in this area, or even in the Congo.

Because no one knew the identities of the seven senior officials, they were most likely senior officials from other countries, so they had to cover their faces.

It's also possible that they don't know each other's identity, and they just have a cooperative relationship.

Fu Yancheng's hand hanging on one side curled up slightly. If he were in this group of people, he would not come to Africa alone. It would be too conspicuous.

Recently, a large-scale conference is being held in North America, with high-level officials from many countries attending the conference. This is a particularly good opportunity.

These top executives should all be in North America at the moment.

The only young man who showed his face in the senior management probably didn't hold much position in other countries, so he dared to be so aboveboard.

Fu Yancheng's mind was spinning rapidly. When he looked again, the doctor had closed the meeting and continued to conduct experiments quietly.

Fu Yancheng looked at the reagents in his hands casually. They were all confused before, thinking that several senior officials of the research base were in other areas of the base, and that it was a separate area, and it was very likely to be well protected.

But now it seems that this group of people rarely come to the research base, or even never. They only need to study the data, medicine, and results of the base, and there is no need for them to travel all the way here.

Fu Yancheng originally planned to use the killing weapon of Test Chamber No. 8 to create chaos tonight in order to find the location of the senior officials.Now that the positions of the senior executives were determined, he had to make new plans.

His eyes narrowed. Those people were in North America, and the high-level national meeting in North America would be held for two weeks. Within two weeks, these people would never come to the research base.

Fu Yancheng still plans to take action tonight.

He would have to go to Test Box No. 8 to deliver medicine later, and that would be his chance.

Time passed minute by minute, and somewhere in the research base, Bo looked at the badge in front of him.

This is the badge representing the president, and the teacher has promised that he will definitely choose it this time.

Bo's hand slowly clenched and he looked at Huai, who was sitting quietly aside.

Ever since he made such a request last time, Huai has been imitating him all the time.

At this moment, Huai held a glass of wine in his hand and casually put it to the tip of his nose to smell it.

But Bo knew that he hated wine.

He couldn't taste which wine was better, he just swallowed them like water mechanically.

But his posture when tasting wine is very elegant, and he looks like he knows a lot about wine. He learned this from Bo.

He's like an emotionless imitation machine.

Bo suddenly felt very angry, "Huai, stop imitating."

Huai's eyes were filled with confusion. At this moment, the clock on the wall rang. It was time for him to go over and accompany the teacher.

He stood up and put the wine glass on the table.

The next second, he raised his hand to touch the badge, his tone filled with a child's excitement.

"Bo, congratulations." (End of chapter)