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

Chapter 201 Feeling ashamed

Fu Yancheng looked around, then took the disposable paper cup prepared on the side to drink water.

Xu Lue looked at this man, how should I put it, he felt that the man did not match this kind of wholesale cheap paper cups.

His hand seemed to be used to hold a goblet and serve red wine.

The space seems to be automatically divided into two areas.

Since he came in, no one has paid attention to other people or things.

The two standing in the corner thought so too, feeling ashamed of themselves.

Fu Yancheng's movements were unhurried, calm and calm, but he had never used this kind of paper cup, and there was a strange smell when he held it in his mouth.

There was an invisible twist between his eyebrows, he didn't drink, and nodded politely to the two stunned people in front of him, as a greeting, he returned to the conference room with water.

The male employee next to Xu Lue touched his shoulder, a little surprised.

"Who is this? The aura is so strong. Our president doesn't seem to be like this."

Xu slightly snorted, "The president bows his head in front of him. I don't know, I haven't seen it before. Go and pay attention to the financial newspapers."

The two complained a few more words about the leader, and then returned to their work stations.

When Fu Yancheng returned to his seat with water in a paper cup, everyone else at the scene fell silent.

Baoke's president even stood up quickly with panic on his face.

"Boss Fu, I'm sorry, the hospitality is not good, the hospitality is not good."

He winked at his assistant, and the assistant quickly went to get the glass that had been specially sterilized several times, and brought water to Fu Yancheng.

But Fu Yancheng didn't take a sip, just listening to them continue to discuss about this project.

After the end, everyone shook hands with each other.

Fu Yancheng walked in the front, followed by Qi Shen, and a group of people walked out of the building accompanied by Baoke's senior management.

After getting in the car, Fu Yancheng still didn't speak.

The driver in front was Qi Shen, and through the rearview mirror, Qi Shen quietly glanced at his CEO. For some reason, he always felt that the CEO's aura today was not right.

Can't tell what's wrong, but it's weird.

But Fu Yancheng just looked at the documents on his knees as before, without any expression on his face, as if he was serious about correcting.

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After Sheng Mian returned to the Rose Garden, he had just rested at home for a while, when he received a call from the partner who had canceled the order before, and the order continued.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and raised her hand to rub the center of her brow.

Thinking of the injury on Fu Yancheng's back, for some reason, she felt that she should say hello to Mr. Fu.

Although she understood Mr. Fu's desire to hug his great-grandson, but she hadn't found out the truth of the matter, so using family law like this was really hurtful.

What's more, she knew very well that the reason why Fu Yancheng was willing to tolerate this marriage was simply to take care of the old man's health.

Before seven o'clock in the evening, Sheng Mian just wanted to call the old man, but when Aunt Liu called, she said that the old man had sent a bunch of gifts to Shan Xiao.

Sheng Mian thought of Fu Yancheng's injury, and instantly understood that the old man was trying to compensate her in a different way.

Some were dumbfounded.

After hanging up Aunt Liu's phone, she has no intention of calling Mr. Fu now.

After all, this matter has already been settled by the old man. The old man is so sensitive, as long as she gets closer to this topic, she will guess that she knows about it, and I'm afraid it will be more complicated.

It's fine if you are determined to reveal your identity, but now that you have decided to hide it, you have to think about whether the old man answered the phone call, whether he wants to call the husband and wife over for a small meeting, then there is no way to hide it, and the consequences will be even more serious.

Sheng Mian turned on the computer, checked the Internet, and wanted to know what ointment is the best for removing scars.

Thinking of those criss-cross traces, after all, I feel a little guilty.

She placed an order for an ointment and had it delivered to Fu Yancheng's hotel by courier from the same city.

When Fu Yancheng heard the knock on the door of the room, he thought it was Qi Shen, but when he opened it, he found the lobby manager standing outside.

"Boss Fu, a courier delivered this just now."

There is a list on the package of the courier. Fu Yancheng took the bag and closed the door.

Just as I was about to check the name on the courier slip, there was another knock on the door.

He thought that the lobby manager had something to say, so he opened it, but there was a weak woman standing outside, looking at him pitifully.

"Mr. Fu."

Sheng Weiyuan's cheeks were flushed, and he was wearing a thin dress.

(End of this chapter)