When Fu Shiyan reached out to pick it up and was about to put it in his mouth, Jiang Shu suddenly stopped him and looked at him pitifully, "This is my only successful finished product, give me some face."
Fu Shiyan nodded, and then said to Mo Yi: "Call Lao Sun over."
Jiang Shu stamped his feet angrily, "No matter how bad I am, I won't poison you. Old Sun is so busy, so don't bother him."
Fu Shiyan smiled and finally ate, he paused, and Jiang Shu asked nervously: "How was it?"
He has never tasted any delicacies from the mountains and seas. No matter how hard she cooks, she can't surpass it, but it won't be so unpalatable.
Fu Shiyan chewed twice, swallowed, then put down his chopsticks, turned to face Jiang Shu and said solemnly: "Actually, we don't need you to cook at home. Promise me not to enter the kitchen again."
This means it doesn't taste good.
Jiang Shu understood, pushed him unhappily, picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, frowned, then tasted it carefully, then smiled happily at Fu Shiyan, "You lied, it's obviously delicious!"
Fu Shiyan succeeded in his prank, smiled and slowly drank water, "What are you busy with today?"
"Of course it's to digest the gift from Mr. Fu." Jiang Shu glanced sideways at him, "Mo Yi said you were in a meeting today, at Fu's?"
The man drank water for a moment, then nodded, "Yeah."
Finally, he asked, "Do you know Vanke?"
Jiang Shu was confused and thought, "I seem to know what's wrong."
"Something happened at Vanke. Wen Yuan was working there. Two days ago, she came to me for help." Fu Shiyan told the truth frankly.
Jiang Shu was stunned, stared at his features, and then smiled, "Did you help?"
"Help."
"Aren't you afraid that I'll be angry if you just tell me this?"
Fu Shiyan also looked at her, "I hope you can understand."
The two looked at each other, and Jiang Shu Youyou asked: "Have you met?"
"I saw her. She was waiting under the heavy rain and developed a high fever."
Hearing such frankness made her feel clear in her heart, and she still said, "Aren't you afraid that I will be jealous when you say this?"
Fu Shiyan grabbed her cold hand and played with it, "Mrs. Fu, I'm yours now, why should I be jealous?"
Jiang Shu was pulled into his arms. He buried his head in her neck, smelling her scent, and seemed to sigh, "Jiang Shu, I will not betray."
As soon as these words came out, her heart trembled, and Fu Shiyan told her that he would not betray.
This is absolute surrender.
Jiang Shu stretched out his hand and touched his head. His hair was very stiff. This gesture was like stroking a puppy.
He could say these words, and she didn't care about anything else. She just wanted to stand by his side, be considerate of him, and understand him.ωωw..net
"good."
About a week passed.
Vanke.
Most of the elders, who were over fifty years old, waited in the conference room for a long time before this young man in his prime finished handling other matters and came to Vanke.
Everyone was familiar with Fu Shiyan and feared Mr. Fu. The person sitting in the main seat was Secretary Huo. His words and deeds were all in the unique style of a businessman. He read out the regulations one by one: "It's already very late. If
No objections, please sign."
Fu Shiyan just sat on one side and closed his eyes to relax. Occasionally he opened his eyes to look at the orchids in the pot, looking a little sad.
Wen Yuan stood directly opposite the conference table, so she could clearly see his actions. She was hesitant to speak and had a complicated look on her face.
Someone sighed, seemingly resigned to Vanke's decline, and then there was the rustling sound of signatures.