"I like you?"

He sneered: "I have said a long time ago that there are only people in my heart..."

"Only Gu Siyao, I know."

Shi Sangluo obviously had no expectation for his answer at all, and even answered it quickly.

Fu Chengyuan said softly, "Since you know, you still ask such questions?"

Shi Sangluo said leisurely: "Since you rushed over from the Gold Coast to save me that night, I don't know why you had to go downstairs of Mingde, and I have also asked me to go back to Fu's family several times... Mr. Fu, your behavior will make people misunderstand. You are not just a pity to me."

"It's true that it's more than just cherishing talents," Fu Chengyuan said: "I like efficient communication and work. We have worked together for three years. The level of tacit understanding can save me a lot of effort."

"You can try to train Secretary Zhu. Three years is enough to train her like me, or even better than me."

Fu Chengyuan shook her head: "She has two children. Women with children are different from those of singles, and their energy will be dispersed by the children."

"Then let Manager Qin hire another fresh graduate assistant, and let Secretary Zhu take it with you. The two of them divide the responsibilities and take charge of your daily work, so they will have enough energy."

Fu Chengyuan frowned in confusion: "Do you hate me?"

"No."

"Then why are you so repulsive?"

"Why did you insist on letting me go back? There are obviously many alternatives."

The topic was stalemate for a while and no one was willing to give in.

Shi Sangluo sighed and spread his hands: "That hairpin is worthless to you. You can throw it away at will, but it means a lot to me. Please give it to me."

He still held the hairpin in his hand. Hearing this, he gently stroked the reddish-brown hairpin in his hand with his fingertips.

The shape of the hairpin is indeed very simple, so simple that there is almost no decoration. It is just one end thick and the other end is thin. There are a few simple lines engraved on the top of the thick end. If you don’t look carefully, you may think it is a relatively short chopstick.

"I heard that you divided the project of the Trade City in total three phases?"

Shi Sangluo himself did not want to answer the company-related questions, but now the hairpin is still in his hands, she can only choose to compromise: "Yes."

"Mingde has made the first phase of funds by himself, and I have given the second phase of funds. Do you have any idea of ​​the last phase of funds?"

"Is this related to hairpins?"

"I'm asking you."

"I can also refuse to answer."

Fu Chengyuan chuckled, slowly stood up and walked to the window, opened the window, and the hustle and bustle outside immediately came in. There were people roaring, cars were whistling, and more of the roar of the engine - outside the road outside the hospital gate, with ten lanes in both directions, which is one of the main roads of H City.

"If the funds in the last phase cannot be achieved, you still can't complete the project."

Shi Sangluo gritted his teeth: "What the hell are you going to do?"

"Hairpin, it's more than funds, choose one."

It was the sixteenth floor here, and the wind was strong outside, which made the curtains float.

Fu Chengyuan just gently pinched the thin end of the hairpin with his fingertips, and the whole hairpin was shaking in the air.

He said again: "Your senior brother should have some works that have been auctioned by H-Gong, right? Zhou You and Wu Yun are helping you find them, right?"

"……Um."

"They can't find it," Fu Chengyuan said: "I have notified the auction houses to buy out all the items that were leaked from H. Those items will not enter the auction at all."

Shi Sangluo smiled: "Is Zhou You telling you?"

Fu Chengyuan did not answer this question, but just reiterated: "Let's do this, I'll add a code to you. All his past works, including this hairpin, and the third phase of the Commercial City project, you can choose now."

“No need to choose.”

Shi Sangluo walked over quickly, snatched the peach wood hairpin from him and held it in his hand. After thinking about it, he was afraid that it would not be safe, so he simply put it into the innermost mezzanine of his bag.

Fu Chengyuan slowly withdrew his empty hand and patted him indifferently, but his face had already sunk slightly: "It's been the past three years, and it's time to come out. You have always been a rational person."

"What about you, have you come out?"

He suffocated and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

Shi Sangluo looked back and saw that there was no one outside the ward door. I don’t know where Secretary Zhu pulled Feng Ying, but the place must be very far away and I will not be able to come back for a while.
Chapter completed!