Ma'am, don't be greedy, Mr. Fu brings hundreds of billions and children to marry

Fu Zhaochen quickly cut off the mirror image, then pulled his tie, and looked up sullenly at the crowd who were smiling brightly or whispering to each other.

In an instant, everyone fell silent.

Fu Zhaochen opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word of explanation.

This kind of thing can only choose to be silent, talk a lot, make a lot of mistakes, and it will become darker and darker.

It's just that his glance was full of emotion. Everyone in the venue was very quiet, and the quietest one was He Yu.

Fu Zhaochen glanced at He Yu, tapped his fingers on the table, and said to the manager of the marketing department, "Come and report on the recent sales."

Then, the meeting continued.

Two hours later, Fu Zhaochen looked at the extremely disturbed He Yu, and he unbuttoned his suit with a playful smile, "He Yu, can you make up your own mind?"

He Yu clenched his jaw and put his hands behind his back, like a student being reprimanded by the director of the teaching department.

"Boss Fu, you didn't make it clear. I thought Miss Fourth was hurt when she was with you. Do you think there is anything else besides that kind of injury?"

Fu Zhaochen raised his eyebrows and sneered, "I've learned how to make excuses. All right, don't take a rest this week, the devil is waiting for you working overtime."

After speaking, he opened the file.

He Yu sighed and prepared to leave, but Fu Zhaochen didn't intend to let him go, "Stop, tell me what happened to the necklace you gave Duan Yuhe!"

He Yu had no choice but to tell the cause and effect.

"Boss Fu, that necklace is not for sale, so I bought a high imitation one. The gemstone is real, but the shape is imitated by Miss Fourth's design. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell it."

Fu Zhaochen closed the folder angrily, "Go and ask the organizer, under what circumstances can the necklace designed by Sheng Yiruo be sold."

He Yu never understood what Fu Zhaochen was obsessed with about that necklace.

Then, he wanted to leave in response, and heard Fu Zhaochen ask, "Has that Jin Hyuk who tied Yuhe and fried CP stopped recently?"

He Yu smiled awkwardly, "It's pretty quiet."

After speaking, he lowered his eyes.

In fact, Jin Hyuk didn't tie Duan Yuhe to stir up CP at all. Duan Yuhe deliberately deceived Fu Zhaochen, but He Yu dared not report the results of his investigation to Fu Zhaochen.

The reason is very simple. Duan Yuhe grew up in Fu's family and has a very good relationship with the Fu family's brothers and sisters. Even if Fu Zhaochen doesn't think about the old relationship, he still has to look at the heart in Duan Yuhe's body to protect her.

Therefore, He Yu felt that Duan Yuhe and Sheng Yiruo's small means of competing for Fu Zhaochen was simply not worth mentioning.

Not to mention whether Fu Zhaochen believed it or not, even if he said it and Fu Zhaochen believed it, what could happen to Duan Yuhe?

Seeing He Yu lost his mind, Fu Zhaochen's eyes gradually turned cold, "Could it be that Jin Hyuk didn't want to tie up Yuhe to fry CP at all?"

He Yu, "..."

He smiled, "How about Mr. Fu being wise and powerful? I think Ms. Duan is just afraid that you and Ms. Fourth will get better."

When Fu Zhaochen heard this and threw the pen in his hand on the table, his face was very ugly.

He Yu felt that if he didn't flash at this time, when would he wait?

After He Yu went out, Fu Zhaochen took out a photo frame from the drawer. The woman on the photo frame was smiling brightly. He reached out and touched her cheek, and the circles of his eyes were red.

Fu Zhaochen closed the drawer, pressed the space between his eyebrows, and stopped thinking about it.

On the other side, Sheng Yiruo found out that the message she sent to Fu Zhaochen was in vain, she muttered, "It's both a turtle and a dog."

turtle?

Sheng Yiruo picked up the pen and began to draw the manuscript. After a while, the manuscript of a green fur turtle was changed. She even marked the cutting shapes and sizes of emeralds and diamonds.

She felt happy when she thought of Fu Zhaochen appearing at the banquet wearing a turtle brooch like an explosion.

Today, Fu Zhaochen came back from get off work very early, followed by He Yu who looked like a doormat, carrying big and small bags of ingredients in his hand, and the shopping bag showed the most high-end living hall in Ningcheng.

The two came back from shopping in the supermarket here.

Sheng Yiruo turned his head to look at Fu Zhaochen, "What's for dinner?"

"Complement the shape with the shape," Fu Zhaochen put his suit jacket on the sofa, "Pig trotter corn soup and ribs and lotus root soup are arranged first."

Sheng Yiruo, "..."

Is this secretly calling her a pig?

Sheng Yiruo sneered coldly, "Did you buy pig brains? Make a spicy brain flower and make up for it, or you might buy the wrong medicine?"

He Yu was putting things in the refrigerator when he heard this and laughed unscrupulously.

Fu Zhaochen paused, and then said in a low voice, "It was He Yu who bought the wrong medicine on his own initiative, but the medicine is not completely useless."

He raised his eyes to Sheng Yiruo, his voice was ambiguous and hoarse, "It won't be long, I will wipe it for you myself."

Sheng Yiruo didn't expect that Fu Zhaochen, who had always been reserved and reserved, would say such shameless words from Meng Lang, so she gave Fu Zhaochen a look, "Where's your face?"

Fu Zhaochen paused, and he pinched Sheng Yiruo's chin, "You are so stubborn, are you looking for a relative?"

The kiss from last night came to mind again, Sheng Yiruo pushed Fu Zhaochen's hand away, his face flushed.

Fu Zhaochen saw that she looked shy and pretty, so he twitched the corners of his mouth, "Your feet are not healed yet, we will go to get the certificate next month."

Changing the subject suddenly, Fu Zhaochen seemed to be telling Sheng Yiruo on purpose, "My mother urged us both to get the certificate. I thought picking a date was just an excuse for her, but I didn't expect..."

Fu Zhaochen paused for a moment, and then said lightly, "This month, there are only a few good days, and next month there will be more. Anyway, the end of the month is only a few days away."

It seemed to be talking to himself or reporting, but it didn't mean to ask Sheng Yiruo.

Fu Zhaochen turned around and went into the kitchen, but his voice was clear and clear, "Yi Ruo, what else do you want to eat?"

Is Sheng Yiruo's brain not spinning fast enough?

Could it be that Fu Zhaochen does not reject marriage because he is willing to marry and also likes her?

Because before his father Fu Chen said that he would succeed him as the president of Rui Chi after marriage, he was not at all willing, that is to say, he is really not interested in taking over?

Thinking of this, Sheng Yiruo's heart beat fast.

Wearing an apron, Fu Zhaochen asked her with a green onion, "Why are you in a daze? What do you want to eat?"

Before Sheng Yiruo pursed his lips, the doorbell rang.

He Yu went to open the door upon hearing the sound, and saw Duan Yuhe walking in, and her assistant Zheng Wen also walking in with a shopping bag.

The moment Duan Yuhe saw Sheng Yiruo's presence, her face froze for a few seconds, "Yiruo, are you there?"

He Yu licked his lips and smiled meaningfully.

Then I saw Fu Zhaochen walking in with a gloomy expression, "Why are you here?"

"I'm going to join the group soon, I'm afraid you won't be able to take care of yourself, so I bought some things you like to eat."

After finishing speaking, Duan Yuhe turned to Zheng Wen and said, "Go and put everything in the refrigerator."

Zheng Wen was uncomfortable being stared at by Sheng Yiruo, he hurriedly responded, "Okay."

Fu Zhaochen also noticed something wrong with Sheng Yiruo's face, so he walked over and pinched Sheng Yiruo's cheek, "What do you want to eat? I'll do it."

Sheng Yiruo withdrew his gaze from Zheng Wen, "Whatever, I can do it."

Fu Zhaochen nodded, "Yi Ruo, shall I carry you upstairs?"

Seeing that Duan Yuhe had no intention of leaving, Sheng Yiruo didn't want to leave either, but wanted to see what kind of demon Duan Yuhe was.

"I don't go upstairs, it's fine here."

Fu Zhaochen's expression was even more unnatural, he gave Zheng Wen a quick look, "It's nothing, you guys go!"

Duan Yuhe was sitting on the sofa, and said delicately, "No, I want to eat your meal, brother Chen, you won't be partial now, will you?"

Fu Zhaochen ignored her, turned and went into the kitchen.

When Zheng Wen heard this, he left quickly, and didn't say when he would come to pick up Duan Yuhe.

He Yu stayed behind to help Fu Zhaochen.

When eating, Sheng Yiruo saw a table full of dishes, but she didn't eat many of them.

Duan Yuhe wanted to sit next to Fu Zhaochen, but saw him pull a chair over and place Sheng Yiruo beside him, and he took the bowl to refill her a bowl of soup first.

"Drink it while it's hot." Fu Zhaochen looked at Sheng Yiruo with burning eyes, "If it feels too weak, I'll add salt."

Duan Yuhe's hand holding the chopsticks was a little white.

On the other hand, He Yu picked up a spare rib and gave it to Duan Yuhe, "Miss Duan, try the sweet and sour short ribs I made."

Duan Yuhe ate two bites, and then said, "It's okay, but it's far worse than what brother Chen made for me when I was studying abroad. At that time, I was not in good health, and he would make soup for me every morning and watch me drink it... ..”

Sheng Yiruo frowned, "Did you live together when you were studying abroad?"