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

Chapter 635 Makes It Look Like You Can't Part It
Lin Jing was almost hit on the head by a cup, and immediately rolled away.

Sheng Mian also felt embarrassed, and was so frightened that she wanted to roll behind Lin Jing.

"You come back to me!"

Fu Yancheng was so angry that his brows and eyes darkened, and his eyes were fixed on her.

Sheng Mian's whole body froze, only feeling that her scalp was numb, she turned around quickly, and said bitterly, "Boss Fu?"

Fu Yancheng looked her up and down, he admitted that this person was really good-looking, but he didn't reach the point where he could mess around with people in the office.

It's not his style, so there must be something in between.

He took a deep breath and sneered.

"You have been fired, don't come back, go to the finance department to settle your salary."

Then he called the HR department, "Arrange a new secretary for me."

The personnel department is a little confused. Everyone in the company basically knows that the president has taken a fancy to his designer and directly recruited him to be his secretary. Even Assistant Qi was almost replaced, but now he wants to change his secretary?

He quickly and cautiously asked, "President, where is Assistant Qi?"

Only then did Fu Yancheng remember that there was a man who said he was his assistant in the morning.

For some reason, as soon as the other party came in, he felt that Penny was more pleasing to the eye, so he immediately fired him.

But now that Penny definitely can't stay by my side.

He frowned, "Then let him come back."

After hanging up the phone, he found that Sheng Mian was still there, "Why aren't you leaving?"

Only then did Sheng Mian come to her senses, and quickly turned around.

She walked slowly, as if expecting to be stopped.

But she was not stopped until she walked outside Fu's building.

Coincidentally, she met Qi Shen again, and Qi Shen was a little dumbfounded.

"Miss Penny, the president told me to go back to work."

Sheng Mian nodded and smiled at him, "The injury on the back of his head needs more observation."

After finishing speaking, she felt a little ridiculous, as if she couldn't bear to part with it, since the so-called secretary was just a deal.

It's over, it's over.

Back to her own company, there is also her battlefield there.

She hurriedly asked someone to investigate where An Yu lived, and after getting the address, she and Zhuang Wan drove there.

An Yu is 40 years old this year, and the "Da Tang Ming Hua" filmed back then was a smash hit, and even became a benchmark for ancient costume court dramas, but the place he lives in now is similar to a slum.

This place seems to have been forgotten by the prosperous imperial capital. Even the street lamps are covered with ivy, and the ground is in a state of disrepair.

Walking all the way in from the alley, there are still many women standing outside, all dressed up.

On such a cold day, they are especially thinly dressed.

Sheng Mian glanced at the signboard, all of them said massage, 20 yuan a time, the highest was only [-] yuan.

But how to press it, only those who have been here know.

"President Sheng, we're here."

Sheng Mian looked at the dilapidated bungalow in front of him. The rent here is cheap, it is said that it only costs 200 yuan a month.

When she raised her hand to knock on the door, the ash on the wall was still falling.

"Who?"

A hoarse male voice came from inside, and then the door opened with a "squeak", and a man in a gray down jacket stood inside, with the smell of long-fermented wine blowing his face.

Sheng Mian almost threw up on the spot, An Yu looked at the young woman in front of her, and then closed the door heavily.

“Do not need door-to-door service!!”

(End of this chapter)