Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 146
In the end, Fu Heng silently turned off the computer for Chu Ci, then walked up the stairs with a condensed expression.

In the room, Chu Ci was lying on the bed and almost fell asleep.

Fu Heng walked over and glanced at her expressionlessly: "Have you found a job recently?"

Chu Ci closed her eyes and said softly, "Not yet, I'm submitting my resume!"

"Is it still related to the media?"

"Well, that's what I'm learning. You can't let me take care of finance across majors!"

After she finished speaking, she turned over: "I'm going to bed, you go take a bath!"

Fu Heng saw that she was really sleepy, so he didn't ask any more questions, and went to the bathroom to take a shower without saying a word.

When Chu Ci woke up the next day, the man beside him probably had almost left.

So she brushed her teeth, washed her face, put on her pajamas and covered her messy hair, and went down to find something to eat.

As a result, as soon as he arrived downstairs, he saw Fu Heng sitting at the dining table with a neat collar and eating breakfast.

She was startled and rubbed her messy hair: "I thought you were gone!" "

Fu Heng took a bite of the fried egg: "It's still early, come over for breakfast."

Chu Ci walked over and took a look at the simple breakfast on the table, a few slices of whole wheat bread, a fried egg and a glass of milk. She raised her eyes from the food: "You made it all?"

"Whatever."

Chu Ci took a bite of the fried egg, neither old nor raw, it was better than her anyway.

By the time she took a bite of the bread, Fu Heng had almost finished eating. He rolled his eyes calmly, and asked as if chatting, "Do you still want to submit your resume today?"

"Yeah." Chu Ci took a sip of milk, "No company has responded to me yet, so I have to continue to vote."

"Which companies have you invested in?"

Chu Ci counted with his fingers: "There are Xingcan Media, Angel Culture, and the editorial departments of some small magazines."

That's about it, and there are probably only a few positions that she is qualified for.

"Then do your best." Fu Heng gave her an encouraging smile.

The smile was very shallow, but because the man's face value was too high, Chu Ci, who woke up early in the morning with insufficient oxygen supply to her brain, felt as if for such a short moment she was really hypoxic.

She stuffed herself with a piece of bread: "I will."

Fu Heng tapped his slender fingers on the table: "Didn't you go out to play these few days?"

Chu Ci was startled, and suddenly remembered the sticky gaze from yesterday. She couldn't help but shuddered, then bit her lower lip and said, "Yesterday I followed Chu Xuan out for lunch, and then I came back."

She was thinking about whether to tell Fu Heng that someone seemed to be following her, but there was no actual evidence, and Fu Heng seemed to be very busy, so she was going to press it down and talk about it later when she had time.

Fu Heng watched the expression on her face change slightly, and his eyes darkened: "Have you been in contact with Lu Xiang recently?"

"Lu Xiang!" Chu Ci thought for a while, "I was still talking a few days ago, but I've been busy these days, so I haven't contacted her anymore. "

"She tilted her head and tore off a piece of bread: "What's the matter? "

"Nothing?" Fu Heng looked down at the pattern wrapped around the tablecloth: "I'm just thinking, her child is probably about to be born, and someone hasn't moved at all."

Chu Ci almost choked herself, she coughed: "This kind of thing can't be forced."

Without saying a word, Fu Heng took the bag and went out the door.

While in the car, he took out his mobile phone and called Cheng Yuan.

President Fu has always spoken directly, so he said to Cheng Yuan unabashedly: "Help me through the back door."

Cheng Yuan held the phone, a drop of cold sweat slipped down: "Speak, President."

"Call Xingcan Media and Angel Culture, and ask their HR department to process resumes more efficiently, and then tell their HR to pay attention to a resume named Chu Ci. You say that this girl is hardworking, hardworking, and has strong business skills. .”

Cheng Yuan thinks that sometimes, it is easy for people to feel that everything is wrong with the people around them.

For example, the current President Fu is really unabashed when he praises his wife, and he blushes when he hears it.

Cheng Yuan wiped off his sweat: "Okay, I see."

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On the eighth day of the eighth day, Chu Xuan wanted to take the high-speed train back to city A, but Chu Ci was fine, so she went to the station to see him off.

Chu Xuan was already half a head taller than her. He carried the suitcase and looked down at Chu Ci's eyebrows: "Come here, I'm going into the station."

Chu Ci couldn't help asking one more question: "Has Sheng Minghuan left?"

Chu Xuan pursed her lips and looked behind her.

Sheng Minghuan was getting off the taxi, and hurried over here with a small pink suitcase, and when he saw Chu Ci, he waved to her excitedly.

Chu Xuan walked over and took the box in her hand: "Didn't I tell you to go back first?"

Sheng Minghuan blinked, and said in a very low voice, "I want to go back with you!"

Even Chu Ci was amazed at this quiet flirting technique, and immediately decided to learn it hard, and then calmly flirt with Fu Heng.

Compared to Chu Xuan's reservedness, Sheng Minghuan was very courageous. She winked at Chu Ci: "Sister, don't worry, I will take good care of Chu Xuan."

Chu Ci laughed: "Okay, then Chu Xuan will leave it to you."

The back and forth conversation between the two of them left Chu Xuan speechless, he frowned: "Sheng Minghuan, what are you talking about!"

"Hey, Chu Xuan, why are you so fierce!"

Chu Ci felt that his attitude was too bad, so he had to teach him a lesson.

Chu Xuan turned her head to the side and stopped talking.

After saying goodbye to Chu Ci, Sheng Minghuan and Chu Xuan walked towards the station side by side. Seeing that Chu Xuan was very tired carrying two suitcases, she stretched out her hand and tugged at her suitcase: "I'll do it myself." gone."

Chu Xuan turned her face to look at her lightly: "Follow me, don't get lost."

Sheng Minghuan pursed his lips, let out a happy oh, and then trotted to keep up with Chu Xuan's pace.

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After Chu Ci sent out more than N resumes, she finally heard back and asked her to come for an interview.

At that moment, she was so excited that she wanted to share this joy with Fu Heng immediately.

But it feels like Fu Heng seems to be coming back later and later these days, and he doesn't know what he is busy with. Sometimes he is so busy that he sleeps in the study next door when he comes back in the middle of the night, probably because he is afraid of disturbing her, and sometimes he doesn't even come back at night. .

Occasionally, when she came back around nine o'clock in the evening, Chu Ci just wanted to go to the kitchen to get some supper for him, but when she turned around, she found that Fu Heng had already approved the clothes and stood at the door and said to her: "I'll go out for a while." trip."

Although Chu Ci felt uncomfortable, she didn't say it clearly.

After all, once a man is busy with his career, he really can stay away from home for 360 days, especially a man like Fu Heng, when he is busy, he is like an extremely precise bid-winning instrument, which is spinning every minute.

Chu Ci didn't know what he was busy with, or what was bothering him, and she was afraid to ask more questions to annoy him, not to mention that they didn't meet often.

This has been going on for a week or so.

Until Chu Ci's interview.

The interview that day was exceptionally smooth, and the interviewer's questions were also very simple, almost all recent questions, and they kept smiling throughout the process, as if it was a great honor for them to recruit Chu Ci.

After Chu Ci answered all the questions nervously, the interviewer continued to smile and said, "Miss Chu, we will notify you as soon as we have the result."

"Okay." Chu Ci nodded, took the bag and walked out of Dakou.

While standing outside the building, Chu Ci tidied up her scarf. The weather forecast for the past few days said that the cold air will drop, so that citizens can keep warm.

While waiting for Chu Ci to tidy up her scarf and prepare to ask the driver to pick her up, the phone in her coat pocket started to vibrate by itself.

Chu Ci took out her mobile phone and saw that Fu Heng's name was written on the caller ID.

She frowned, Fu Heng called her, maybe he wanted to ask her how the interview was going?
With this in mind, she picked up the phone and put it to her ear, then found a remote and quiet place.

"Honey, what's the matter?"

"Where are you?"

Fu Heng's voice was deep and anxious, which made Chu Ci startled: "I just came out of the interview."

But the man didn't ask her how the interview result was, but asked, "Did Lu Xiang contact you?"

Lu Xiang?

What does he care about Lu Xiang!

"Chu Ci, tell me the truth." At the end, Fu Heng added another sentence.

"No...no!" Chu Ci bit her lip, confused by him.

Then after he said a good word, the phone hung up.

Chu Ci who hung up the phone was still a little dazed. She didn't know that Fu Heng called her just now and asked her what Lu Xiang wanted to do. When she picked up the phone and was about to call the driver, another strange call came in. Seeing that it was Chu Ci hung up on the stranger's call without even thinking about it.

But soon, the phone rang again.

As soon as Chu Ci swiped the answer button, Lu Xiang's voice sounded over there: "Chuchu, help me go to a place now, and I will send you the address later."

Lu Xiang's speech was so fast that Chu Ci couldn't react for a while: "Where are you, Lu Xiang? What happened?"

"It's a long story, and I'll tell you in detail later."

"Okay, what do you want me to do there?"

"Jiang Xing kidnapped Wenxin and they are there now. He originally wanted to wait until the time was up, but now Mu Xiuchen probably found out, and I'm afraid he will kill Jiang Xing, so you have to hurry over and stop him now. "

Chu Ci was surrounded by her and didn't understand: "No, why didn't you tell Jiang Xing?"

No, why didn't she stop it?

"No, I can't contact him."

Just as Chu Ci was about to ask again, Lu Xiang was about to cry: "Chu Chu, when I beg you, Jiang Xing has helped you before anyway, I'm afraid Mu Xiuchen will really kill him."

"Okay, I'll go."

Chu Ci hung up the phone, and when she saw the address Lu Xiang had sent her, the word Chuan formed between her brows.

(End of this chapter)