An employee recognized Wen Qiushi and said, "This is Wen's noble son, Mr. Jiang, do you know him?"
"Is he handsome?" Jiang Shu answered the question.
"Handsome, not only handsome, but also rich. It's a pity that he is married."
"It's no pity. It's a shame to marry this kind of person." Jiang Shu was upset.
Later, it really rained in Haicheng, and the heavy rain poured into the dark sea.
News came from Wen Qiushi that a helicopter had been sent to search.
Fu Shiyan was very busy these past two days. He almost lived in Fu's house, held meetings all night, and his employees stayed up all night writing plans. Jiang Shu didn't know what he was going to do at this stage, so he could only vaguely confirm that Fu's had big plans.
When the call came through, Secretary Huo was handing the last confirmed list to Fu Shiyan for review.
Fu Shiyan took a quick glance while answering a personal phone call.
When he saw the caller ID, he subconsciously raised his lips, raised his eyes slightly, and asked in a cold voice, "What?"
"...The sky has changed." He hesitated to say this.
Fu Shiyan frowned and then looked out the window, seeing the pouring rain.
There was no change in the 24-hour constant temperature room. Fu Shiyan agreed: "Well, remember to put on more clothes."
There was no reply for the first half day, and I was obviously not satisfied with the response.
I couldn't say what I wanted to say, so I finally got straight to the point: "Qingying is in Beishan and can't find anyone. Wen Qiu is really sending people to search. Did you know?"
"I have no idea."
I really don't know, this matter will never reach Fu Shiyan.
So I guessed that after the quarrel, Jiang Shu would not call him rashly, and today he was asking for something.
"Beishan is very dangerous and it's raining heavily. Can you..."
At this point, based on Fu Shiyan's understanding of her, he could guess what she was going to say, but he pretended to be stupid and instead gestured for her to continue patiently: "Huh?"
It turned out that she said that things had changed to pave the way for this incident, and Fu Shiyan's smile sank.
From the perspective of Secretary Huo, who was waiting quietly on the side, Fu Shiyan felt a little aggrieved. This situation seemed a bit inconsistent with him.
Jiang Shu couldn't say anything to ask him for help. It was too much like begging, and begging was humble.
"Hang up." Jiang Shu finally gave up.
Fu Shiyan sighed and put down his pen, "I'll help you."
At the last second, the man's warm voice reached his ears, and Jiang Shu paused.
Fu Shiyan put down his cell phone, handed the document to Secretary Huo, and ordered: "Take our people to Beishan to support Wen Qiushi."
"yes."
Not long after Secretary Huo left, someone from the Secretary's Office handed over a file bag, "Mr. Fu, all the things you asked us to check are here."
Fu Shiyan pursed his lips and stared at the brown file bag without moving for a long time.
"Who is that boy?"
"My surname is Lu, Lu Xun, and Jiang Shu had a brief relationship when they were in college. After only one year, he went to study abroad and never came back."
Lu Xun, Fu Shiyan repeated this name on his lips, always feeling familiar but unable to recall it.
He opened the file bag, which contained more detailed information than what Zhou Liangqi had given him, including where Lu Xun worked now.
Wall Street elites have pretty good positions.
"Mr. Fu, do you want to take action against him?"
Fu Shiyan took back the information and said with a cold expression, "That's all, who hasn't had the sweet dream of youth, don't worry about it."
"yes."
Only the wall lamp was turned on in the office. Fu Shiyan lit a cigarette, but his expression could not be seen clearly.