Addicted to Doting Wife: President Gao Leng, Please Be Moderate

Chapter 15 Fu Group
"I know a very capable professor of psychiatry. This is the phone number of his disciple. He has a lot of experience in treating insomnia. You can go and have a look, maybe it will help you."

Qin Xia still couldn't agree, so he quickly copied a note and handed it to Fu Tianji.

Fu Tianji didn't answer, but stared at her with cold eyes, his silent attitude was stressful.

Qin Xia became more and more uncomfortable, her fingers holding the note tightened, and said tactfully: "Insomnia is not a particularly serious illness, it's all I can help you with, um, I'm in a hurry to go to the production team now... "

These words are obviously driving people away.

Fu Tianji's eyes were condensed, and he took the note without giving her a chance to say anything more extreme.

Letting go of her fingers, Qin Xia breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and went back to the room, came out after changing clothes, and saw his stalwart body sitting on the sofa in the living room without saying a word, the atmosphere was a bit depressed.

Before going out, Qin Xia turned her head and said hesitantly: "I'll go first, the house doesn't need to be cleaned up, I will clean it up myself when I come back."

Close the door, cut off the line of sight.

Qin Xia sighed, she sympathized with Fu Tianji, but this was her bottom line and she couldn't let it go.

Just as Qin Xia was on her way to the set, a luxury car worth tens of millions appeared downstairs in her apartment.

Fu Tianji, who was dressed in a suit, walked down as cold as ice. With a tall and big body and a handsome face, he looked like a top model walking.

A young man got out of the luxury car, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, which did not block his shrewd eyes. Seeing Fu Tianji walking over quickly, he opened the car door and said respectfully, "President."

Fu Tianji hummed and sat in.

The young man immediately closed the door, sat in the front driver's seat, and the car swished away.

"I have lived in this apartment for so long, and I have never seen such a superb man. This man is so handsome. His car is still a Rolls-Royce Phantom, and he is too rich. Why isn't such a man my boyfriend? " A woman who just came back from buying breakfast made a nympho voice, looking at the direction of the luxury car driving away for a long time, unable to regain her senses.

"President, do you want to go back to Fu's house or the company?" Zhang Yuzhou is Fu Tianji's gold medal assistant. He was surprised when he suddenly received a call from the president asking him to come here in the morning.

Fu Tianji leaned against the leather sofa, closed his sharp eyes, "Go to the company."

The voice is cold.

"Yes, President." Zhang Yuzhou was used to it.

When he arrived at the company, Fu Tianji got out of the car with long legs, exuding a cold aura that strangers should not get close to, and walked into the Fu Group headquarters that towered into the sky.

In the hall, there were trembling greetings from employees all the way.

"President, Young Master Zheng is already here, waiting for you in the lounge." On reaching the top floor, Zhang Yunyun, the female secretary in front of the counter saw the president coming, and immediately stood up.

Fu Tianji walked over with a cold expression on his face.

This disappointed the female secretary who was trying to get the president's attention and sat back in her seat.

Zheng Rong heard a voice outside and knew that Fu Tianji was back. After waiting for a while, he didn't see him coming to the lounge to look for him. When he came out, he found that he didn't care about him at all. With a bang, he rushed into the CEO's office immediately.

"You guys are too ruthless, didn't your secretary tell you I'm in the lounge?"

Before anyone arrived, the voice came in first.

Fu Tianji ignored him, opened the first document given by his assistant, scanned it at a glance, and it was indeed all right, and immediately signed his name.

"Fuck, I'm talking to you." Zheng Rong, who was ignored, was dissatisfied immediately, and slapped the document.

(End of this chapter)