freenovelworld Chapter 104 Making the Boss Happy
Chapter 104 Making the Boss Happy
Lai Yuqiang sneered inwardly.
Fu Chengli was supposed to be defending An Ying, but he was proven wrong so quickly.
An Ying told Lai Yuqiang that she was going to Yuncheng a day early to see her old classmate, but what happened?
I saw her on a date with a man on the street in another city.
This man looks familiar.
Lai Yuqiang thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be the same person who picked An Ying up from get off work downstairs at the Fu Corporation building on An Ying's first day of work...
Lai Yu-Chiang recalled that at the charity gala, Mrs. Hsu had asked An-Ying about her ideal type.
At the time, An Ying was referring to a man with gold-rimmed glasses, a refined and quiet type.
Lai Yuqiang looked in the rearview mirror.
Su Jixun's appearance... is exactly An Ying's type!
No wonder An Ying said that; it turns out it wasn't just made up out of thin air, but there really was a specific person behind it.
So now the two of them are together...
Lai Yuqiang finally found an outlet for the anger that had been building up inside her.
It felt as if a huge weight had finally been lifted from my heart.
"Uncle Fu, this must be An Ying's new boyfriend."
"An Ying really does choose a man based on her ideal type."
The thought that An Ying had someone else in her heart and had no feelings for Fu Chengli at all made Lai Yuqiang's frustration disappear instantly.
Fu Haidong was preoccupied with Fu Chengli's threats against him using the board of directors, so he had no time to care about anything else and absentmindedly gave a curt "hmm".
The driver's assistant didn't notice their conversation.
With a tap on the accelerator, the black Maybach sped past.
Fu Chengli suddenly spoke:
"parking."
The assistant looked bewildered and hesitated, "Mr. Fu, Boss Du said I should take you there. I can't just leave you stranded halfway there, can I? How am I supposed to explain that to my boss...?"
Fu Chengli was too lazy to explain: "Pull over."
The assistant didn't understand what had happened, but still slowly pulled the car over to the side of the road.
Fu Chengli got out of the car directly.
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Feeling sleepy after eating, An Ying was yawning when a black Maybach sped past her.
I got a mouthful of dust.
She frowned and spat a few times.
Su Jixun tried hard to chat with An Ying, but she remained uninterested.
"An Ying, you'll be representing the Fu family at tomorrow's industry summit, right? Have you prepared everything beforehand?"
An Ying nodded: "After all, I've attended similar industry conferences before, so I'm not that unfamiliar with them."
“That phone call…” Su Jixun hesitated for a moment, “I hope you don’t mind. President Qin really wants to poach you, he didn’t mean for me to harass you.”
An Ying smiled helplessly: "Forget it, what can you do when you encounter a crazy boss?"
Su Jixun smiled and said, "President Qin is a bit arrogant, but if you're willing to give him a chance, he's willing to apologize for what happened at the charity gala."
Just as An Ying was about to refuse, a man's voice came from behind her.
"Tell Qin Jinchuan that she doesn't want to."
That voice… An Ying turned around.
Fu Chengli stood still not far away, dressed in all-black business casual attire, his hands in his pockets.
The warm light from the streetlights shone on him, as if he were surrounded by a halo of light.
An Ying: ? ? ?
What are you doing here...?
Su Jixun froze, blinked hard, and saw that it really was Fu Chengli; he hadn't made a mistake.
He immediately stepped forward and extended his hand: "Hello, Mr. Fu, I am Su Jixun, the Marketing Director of Qin's Group."
Fu Chengli glanced at him expressionlessly and returned the handshake.
The normal way men greet each other.
But Su Jixun felt pain in his hand.
Fu Chengli frowned: "Has Qin Jinchuan stooped so low as to stand on the roadside recruiting?"
Su Jixun quickly explained, "No, Mr. Fu, I'm a good friend of An Ying's from university. We happened to run into each other at the restaurant today, and we got along very well..."
The more Su Jixun explained, the more Fu Chengli frowned.
"I remember you, the one who got into a fight with Lu Qiyao and ended up in jail."
Fu Chengli's sudden remark left Su Jixun speechless.
In the northern city, everyone wanted to curry favor with Fu Chengli, and they finally met by chance in Yuncheng.
He wanted to make a good impression on the big shot, but it turned out that the big shot not only knew that he had been to the police station, but also knew about the people under his nemesis Qin Jinchuan.
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Su Jixun's face.
beep beep-
A loudspeaker blared from behind.
Jiang Shuya finally drove out.
She gripped the steering wheel, glanced at Su Jixun, then at Fu Chengli, her face full of confusion.
"Xiao Ying, I haven't seen you for ten minutes, how come you've hooked up with another handsome guy?"
An Ying: "...No, it's not what you think, sister."
An Ying opened the passenger door of Jiang Shuya's car and got in without looking back.
With a click.
The rear seat doors were also opened.
Fu Chengli swaggered in and sat down.
An Ying was speechless: "Cousin, why didn't you come uninvited?"
Fu Chengli: "What's wrong with hitchhiking?"
An Ying: "It's not going our way at all; we're on different paths."
Fu Chengli: "Do you know where I'm going?"
An Ying: "I don't know, it's just not on the way."
At this moment, Jiang Shuya, who had been staring at Fu Chengli in the rearview mirror for a long time, suddenly slammed her hand on the steering wheel.
"I know who you are! I've seen you on the news, Fu Chengli, right?!"
Fu Chengli smiled and said, "Hello, you must be An Ying's high school classmate. I remember you."
Jiang Shuya's mouth formed an "O" shape as she stared at An Ying, excitedly saying, "Remember me? Do I have that honor? Hahahaha..."
The billionaire tycoon was sitting in his car, and Jiang Shuya felt that her car had become a little heavier.
Why did it get heavier?
Perhaps it's the weight of money.
Fu Chengli smiled and said, "Of course, I remember you were there for my daughter An Ying when she was in high school."
Jiang Shuya laughed and waved at An Ying: "You used to always say bad things about your cousin, but he's clearly such an outstanding person."
Fu Chengli raised an eyebrow: "She said I'm not good?"
An Ying: "..."
Jiang Shuya realized she had let something slip and immediately changed the subject:
"It's not that I'm saying anything else is bad, it's that you're too aloof, distant, hard to approach, and I'm afraid to talk to you."
Fu Chengli immediately picked out the key point in Jiang Shuya's words: "Difficult to approach? You tried to approach me?"
This was made up by Jiang Shuya on the spot.
Whether it's true or false doesn't matter; the important thing is to create a good atmosphere and make the big shot happy.
An Ying sighed: "Cousin, where are you going? I'll have Shu Ya take you there, okay?"
An Ying had planned to have a good chat with Jiang Shuya tonight.
Unexpectedly, Su Jixun appeared one moment and Fu Chengli appeared the next.
None of them can stay still.
Now, all she wants is to get rid of this giant Buddha statue.
Fu Chengli didn't stand on ceremony: "I'll go to Xishan Villa."
Xishan Villas in Yuncheng is a well-known affluent area.
In less than half an hour, Jiang Shuya's car drove into the quiet residential area with the words "Xishan" hanging at the main gate.
The neighborhood is quiet.
The car drove into the yard in front of one of the villas in the residential area.
An Ying didn't even go inside; just standing in the courtyard, she could hear men and women laughing and arguing, all mixed together with rock music from a deep bass cannon.
Just standing outside the villa, you can imagine the lively scene inside.
A row of luxury cars was parked in the yard.
Jiang Shuya was stunned and stared at one of the cars for a few seconds.
"This is my husband's car... Isn't he supposed to be at home taking care of the baby? How did he sneak out to play!"
She locked the car and immediately rushed into the villa.
Her stride exuded the air of someone catching their lover in the act.
An Ying couldn't rest easy, so she had no choice but to go in with them.
Fu Chengli walked slowly behind her with his hands behind his back, his eyes glancing at her back as if he were not really looking at her.
An Ying suddenly turned around and asked, "Who are the people in the villa?"
Fu Chengli said thoughtfully, "Some old friends with whom I don't have a very good relationship."
His voice was languid.
Although the roar of rock music was almost penetrating the walls, he didn't seem very interested in what was happening inside.
Just as An Ying was about to step inside, she suddenly felt her arm being pulled.
She turned around and saw Fu Chengli holding her hand, asking her a question with a very serious expression.
What is your ideal type?