fiery fall

Fu Qianbei Ward.

Jiang Yan told Shen Ennan the results of the court's trial in the morning and the news that Shen Changfeng fainted and was sent to the hospital.

Shen Ennan raised his head and looked at the scenery outside the window. Shen Anyan was only twenty-seven years old this year. She could only spend her long life in prison, but she deserved all of this and did not deserve sympathy.

After reporting on the morning's work, Jiang Yan began to report on the company's affairs.

Shen Ennan stood up and said, "I'm going to see my dad, and you guys can continue talking."

The two watched Shen Ennan leave, and then continued to chat about business matters.

Fu Qianbei also held an online meeting for his subordinates to arrange important work in the near future.

Not long after, the nurse came in to check the wound and replace the medicine.

Jiang Yan took out his cell phone and looked at the contents of the chat box intently.

Fu Qianbei called him twice before he reacted, put away his phone and apologized: "Boss, what are your orders?"

Fu Qianbei said hoarsely: "Bring me water, I want to drink water."

Jiang Yan mixed a cup of warm water, inserted a straw into it and handed it to Fu Qianbei's water cup.

After drinking the water, Jiang Yan said sheepishly: "Mr. Fu, can I take a day off next Friday?"

Fu Qianbei raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"I'm planning to propose to my girlfriend. She is a nurse and she only has next Friday off. I want to take advantage of that day to propose to her." When Jiang Yan said these words, his face turned red. It could be seen that he valued him very much and was very nervous. .

"Proposal?" Fu Qianbei murmured, raising his eyes and looking at him thoughtfully, "Tell me about your plan."

"Ah?" Jiang Yan paused for a second.

But when the boss asked, he still told the truth, "I made an appointment with my girlfriend to have lunch at noon on Friday, and she went to see Zhang Jie's concert in the afternoon. She liked Zhang Jie very much, and I was going to sing "This is Love" by Zhang Jie. When the time comes, take out the ring and propose to her."

Fu Qianbei chuckled, "The plan is good, I wish you success."

Jiang Yan smiled happily and said, "Thank you, boss!"

"There is one more thing, please go and deal with it."

Jiang Yan felt a chill in his heart after hearing the instructions, but this was Mr. Fu's style of dealing with things.

He said yes, left the hospital, and drove towards the prison in Beicheng...

When Shen Ennan came in with dinner, Fu Qianbei sat on the bed and meditated.

She walked lightly, placed the food Huang Huan had brought on the table, and asked in a low voice, "Are you thinking about the company?"

Fu Qianbei came back to his senses and smiled at her, "No, what are you going to eat tonight?"

"Fried pork liver with cucumber, chopped spinach, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and soft rice." Shen Ennan introduced one by one. This is a standard postoperative recipe, which is light and easy to digest.

After setting the dining table on the bed, the two of them ate slowly.

Fu Qianbei asked hesitantly: "Ennan, do you have a favorite singer, such as Zhang Jie?"

Shen Ennan took a bite of the egg and replied casually: "Is Zhang Jie okay, a passerby fan, the spokesperson invited by Ruisheng?"

"Just ask."

"Eat more pork liver to replenish your blood."

Shen Ennan used a spoon to give Fu Qianbei fried pork liver with cucumber.

Fu Qianbei asked again: "Do you have a favorite singer?"

"A singer you particularly like?" Shen Ennan thought for a moment and said the name, "Song Qi."

"Okay." Fu Qianbei silently remembered the name.

Shen Ennan tilted her head and looked at him, "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

Fu Qianbei smiled and said, "I just wanted to ask suddenly."

Shen Ennan was speechless and asked him to finish the remaining pork liver. In the evening, Fu Qianbei searched for the name "Song Qi" on his mobile phone and found that he was a Hong Kong star in the 1990s who had died two years ago.

Fu Qianbei listened to several popular songs, but they were not suitable for marriage proposals.

It seems that Jiang Yan's plan is not suitable.

Fu Qianbei looked at the moonlight outside the window and began to think deeply again.

Although he and Ennan had received the certificate, he had not actually proposed to her, and the wedding had not yet been held.

Although the order of proposal, marriage, and wedding was wrong, he would not lack the proper sense of ceremony for his little princess.

The next morning, Jiang Yan went to the hospital again to report to Fu Qianbei.

"Boss?" Jiang Yan bent over and saw the boss's eyes moving from the computer screen to his face. He asked with concern: "Did you not have a good rest last night? It's better to wait until you are well to do these tasks. deal with?"

Fu Qianbei pushed down the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, continued to stare at the data report on the computer screen, and asked in a cold voice: "How is the matter I ordered you last night?"

Jiang Yan lowered his eyes and said, "It's done."

Fu Qianbei coughed unnaturally, "By the way, did you come up with your proposal yourself?"

Jiang Yan was stunned. He didn't expect the boss's mind to jump like this. He said a little shyly: "I found some information on the Internet and arranged it according to my girlfriend's preferences. If you are interested, boss, you are welcome to come to my proposal." ?”

Jiang Yan thought to himself, Mr. Fu is here, why should he give him a big red envelope?

Fu Qianbei's dark eyes were still staring at the data on the computer, and he said quietly: "I won't go to the scene. I wish you success."

Jiang Yan: "Okay, thank you boss for your blessing."

Fu Qianbei said nothing and focused on his work.

Half an hour later, Fu Qianbei closed the computer, took off his glasses and rubbed his eyebrows.

When Jiang Yan left, he reminded him coldly: "Don't forget to find someone to keep an eye on Shen Changfeng to prevent him from jumping over the wall in a hurry."

"Yes, Mr. Fu."

At this time, Beicheng Prison.

Shen Anyan's screams were louder and louder than the last, but unfortunately the soundproof door did not carry her screams out.

She huddled on the floor in the corner of the cell, her hair unkempt, her face covered in blood, and her body exuded the smell of decaying blood.

In the corridor, Shen Changfeng had an ugly expression on his face, pinching his nose and patting his chest to help him breathe, but he was still retching from the rotting smell of blood in the air.

He spent a lot of money to build relationships so that he could enter the prison to visit his daughter who was incarcerated, but he did not expect the prison conditions to be so poor.

The prison guard opened an iron door with a key. The smell of decaying blood became stronger and stronger, and Shen Changfeng vomited it out.

"Is this where people live?"

The prison guard sneered: "This is not a place for people to live, so what are they locked in here?"

"Dad? Dad?"

Inside the iron gate, Shen Anyan heard a familiar voice and immediately ran to the door.

"Who are you?!" A bloody face suddenly appeared in Shen Changfeng's dim vision. He was so frightened that he took two steps back, "Don't come here!"

The prison guard frowned, raised his wrist and looked at the time, "The visiting time is only ten minutes."

After that, he left.

One more look at Shen Anyan's face, which had been splashed with high-strength concentrated sulfuric acid, would give people nightmares.

Although I don’t know which big shot gave the order, as long as I see the innocent victims who were harmed by Shen Anyan on Weibo, Shen Anyan deserves it.

"Dad, I am An Yan. They ruined my face. Dad, take me out..."

A pair of bloody hands held the dark iron door. Shen Anyan shook it hard with a sharp voice. She looked like a ghost trying to crawl out of the eighteenth level of hell.

"Dad, I want revenge!"