Fu Shiyan stayed here with Jiang Shu for a day. During this day, he did not handle any official business.
Most of the time, Jiang Shu lay in bed watching movies, with the curtains drawn tightly, and Fu Shiyan holding her by his side. Occasionally, he looked down at her serious and focused look, with infinite tenderness in his eyes.
During this period, Jiang Shu's cell phone rang. She stared at the movie and refused to move. She pushed him and said, "Bring it over for me."
The phone was placed on the bedside table. Fu Shiyan lazily reached out to pick it up and unlocked it. He saw an email that read: Hello, congratulations on passing our second round of interviews. The third round of interviews is scheduled for Monday morning at ten o'clock. Please
Arrive on time.
Fu Shiyan's mouth sank slightly. She didn't realize something was wrong and didn't raise her head. "What's the news?"
The man put the phone back and pinched her plump side face, "Looking for a job."
declarative sentence.
Jiang Shu stopped biting the potato chips and half-jokingly said, "...I still want to hang out in the circle. I just ask Mr. Fu to be merciful and not cut off my future."
Fu Shiyan relaxed a little, his vision blurred while watching the movie, "Which company you want to go to, I will arrange it for you."
"No need, I can do it on my own." Jiang Shu said from the bottom of his heart, "After all, I entered the Fu Family based on my ability."
Now that I have become Mrs. Fu, it is difficult to take advantage of my privileges, which is very embarrassing.
"Look at yourself." He lowered his voice, and against the backdrop of the movie's narration, his tone was particularly prominent.
Jiang Shu didn't continue. He got up and left the bedroom and made a phone call. He couldn't hear the specific content.
She waited for a while, and then Fu Shiyan came back with his cell phone in hand. He was wearing home trousers, and his whole person was particularly soft and calm. He suddenly asked: "Are you here with Mrs. Liang?"
"Didn't you see it?"
"Do something for me tomorrow," he took out a cigarette from his cigarette case, lowered his head and lit the fire. "If you want to bid on an item, just quote the price as long as you can get it."
"What?"
It's a pendulum clock. It's quite old. It probably won't be worth eight digits. Fu Shiyan showed her the picture, "My father's collection of antiquities was transferred to various places after his death, and it only came to light this year."
His father... then this is very important. Jiang Shu took a deep breath and said, "I may not be able to do it."
Fu Shiyan lazily held a cigarette and rubbed her head, "I believe you."
"What about you?" Jiang Shu asked.
"There is a meeting."
Fu Shiyan was attending an event at an international forum, not far from the auction site, and many media were present.
There are stacks of A4 paper, densely packed with some of this year’s new regulations.
The scene was extremely chaotic, with many reporters sitting on the floor, quickly browsing and memorizing it, and trying to consolidate it into concise text for the public to see.
As an employee of Vanke, Wen Yuan is also among them.
She doesn't actually attract attention, but when someone sees her, she attracts attention.
Finally free, Mo Yi tested Fu Shiyan's bottom line and pointed in one direction, "Beauty is like jade, you can bear it."
Fu Shiyan only glanced at him and then looked away slightly, with a hint of warning, "Watch your mouth."
So Mo Yi had no choice but to show pity to Miss Wen.
Wen Yuan obviously came to Fu Shi's banquet, but his attitude has always been lukewarm. After so many years, he deserves to be pitied.
Fu Shiyan knew that Wen Yuan was at the scene and was performing his duties without paying much attention.
During the intermission, the secretary went back and forth to do things, and was stopped by a woman. She clamped the broken hair on her forehead with the clip of a pen, which looked a little funny.