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

Chapter 393 Fu Yancheng He Hates Being Interferenced
Sheng Mian breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes flashed with relief.

Anyway, the matter was sorted out.

Sheng Zhong called her at this time, and only shouted excitedly, "Mianmian."

He couldn't say anything else.

He was so shocked that his eyes turned black.

"Dad, it's okay, just take a good rest."

Sheng Zhong opened his mouth, but his mouth was full of bitter taste.

After a minute's delay, he asked, "Is it Fu Yancheng?"

"Ah."

Sheng Zhong was silent, thinking that Fu Yancheng had no feelings for Sheng Mian at all, but he didn't expect that although he blocked the Sheng family's business, he dragged the Sheng family back from the brink of bankruptcy.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to visit Fu's house in person to thank the old man."

Sheng Mian frowned, "Dad, don't do such superfluous things. The reason why Fu Yancheng intercepted the Sheng family's business is because you contacted Grandpa Fu too often. Back then, Grandpa Fu tried to tie him up with marriage, but you also saw the result. He left everyone and went abroad for three years. Fu Yancheng hates being interfered and controlled by others. The Sheng family wants to survive, as long as they don't show their presence in front of him."

Sheng Zhong wiped away his tears, but he still hasn't recovered from the shock that the Sheng family kept.

Now hearing my daughter's words, my chest hurts and numb.

"Dad knows, Mianmian, dad still said that, you have to take over the company."

As an interior designer, Sheng Mian has to deal with many clients and understand the decoration market, so she has already practiced at the grassroots level.

Even though Sheng Zhong was in a daze at the beginning, he never wavered from the idea of ​​handing over the company to his daughter.

Even if Sheng Xiang wins his favor, he is only considering giving them shares in the Sheng family.

Sheng Mian stopped talking immediately, she didn't want to take over.

After completing the design of Yujingyuan, she will find a way to hand over Linjing's houses to other people in the studio, and then she will start to pick up her painting career.

Otherwise, when the master comes back later, she can't explain it.

Her next goal is to rent a studio and participate in international painting competitions.

Sheng Zhong coughed twice, knowing that she was in trouble.

"Father's body can last up to two years. After two years, I have to hand it over to you."

Sheng Mian was dumbfounded, because even if Sheng Zhong cultivated well, he could only last a year.

And now he has suffered the double blow of the company and Su Lan's betrayal one after another, and his hair has turned white overnight.

I guess it won't last a year.

Sheng Mian felt tired again, and slowly emerged from the cracks in her bones, making her at a loss.

If it is a mother, I should hope that she can go the way she wants to go.

When she was in the Imperial Academy of Fine Arts, she was suppressed and had no other choice, so she was forced to embark on the career of interior design.

Sheng Zhong didn't wait for her to answer, and coughed even worse.

Looking at the blood on the quilt, his pupils shrank slightly.

The sound of sleep came from the ear.

"Dad, let me think about it."

Sheng Zhong didn't speak, just looked at the blood on the quilt in a daze.

The nurse happened to come in to change the dressing, saw the blood on the quilt, and hurriedly changed a new quilt.

"Mr. Sheng, don't get emotional."

Sheng Zhong sat on the bed, there were sporadic bloodstains on his bloodless lips.

Could it be that he couldn't last two years?

Mianmian absolutely cannot divorce Fu Yancheng, otherwise who will be her backer?

After Sheng Mian hung up the phone, he fell asleep exhausted.

She slept until the evening before she felt the energy that had been sucked back.

She rubbed her eyes, went to wash her face to wake herself up, and froze when she heard the sound of her mobile phone.

Taking it over for a look, she found that it wasn't from Fu Yancheng, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

If Fu Yancheng let her go tonight, she would really die in his room.

It was Zhang Rong who sent the message.

Sheng Mian quickly returned a call.

"Master."

She yelled, and there was a hearty laugh from over there.

"I just heard old man Fu say that you married his grandson right after leaving the customs? He would take advantage of it, and I was thinking of introducing you to a better one. Hmph, that kid Fu Yancheng was very wild back then, far less mature than his brother. I still wanted to introduce him to you. Who knew, hey"

Zhang Rong is the most artist-like artist Sheng Mian has ever seen. He is a representative of Chinese painting, and every painting has been auctioned for sky-high prices.

This month in this country, next month maybe in another country, nowhere, just looking for inspiration.

"Little Penny, Master is going to sell a painting recently. See if you like it. If you like it, I will leave it for you as a wedding present."

For Zhang Rong's paintings, hundreds of millions are low.

When Zhang Rong saw Sheng Mian's paintings for the first time, he called her little penny, which means silent, imaginative and artistic in English.

When Sheng Mian was in You County, Zhang Rong traveled all over the world, going everywhere, and happened to see her sketching.

He was going to take her as a disciple on the spot.

(End of this chapter)