"That won't work..." Jiang Shu was unhappy for a moment, "Playing is playing, work is work, it's different."
"You are quite picky." Fu Shiyan suddenly bent down and picked her up, throwing her on the soft bed. He immediately followed her and said softly: "I will take you there when I have time."
The man was too close, Jiang Shu blushed a little, avoided his burning gaze, and hummed softly.
The early morning sunlight passed through the building, fell into the back seat of the vehicle, and sprinkled on the face of the woman who was drinking milk, making her fair skin a little red.
She didn't get enough sleep and took a nap while drinking milk.
"Mr. Fu, this is Wen Jing's condition information." Secretary Huo sat in the back seat and reported work.
Fu Shiyan took it and glanced at it, "Have Wen Yuan and the directors of the investment bank taken any action now?"
"It hasn't been detected yet. I guess the investment bank is afraid of something happening and doesn't dare to cooperate with her without authorization." Secretary Huo said, "President Lin has a balance between the old employer and the new employer. I think we can trust her first."
Fu Shiyan was signing various contracts in front of him, and he sneered when he heard this, "What if the new owner is strong enough."
"this……"
"Not everyone has a conscience."
When she said this, Jiang Shu opened her eyes. She shook the milk bottle in her hand and said, "I can't finish it, Fu Shiyan."
The man who was working finally looked up, took it, and drank the rest naturally.
Secretary Huo was a little stunned. He started from the secretarial office and knew this man's habits and preferences very well. He used to drink no other drinks except American style, but now he started drinking milk...
Fu Shiyan noticed Secretary Huo's gaze and raised his eyebrows, "What do you want me to do?"
Secretary Huo said: "No... I just feel that married men seem to be really different."
Fu Shiyan was not angry at such teasing. He glanced at Jiang Shu, who continued to sleep, and smiled lightly, "Marriage is not bad, you can try it too."
Secretary Huo's legs suddenly went weak, "I'm not as lucky as Mr. Fu, and I don't even have a girlfriend."
"You can look for it now. If you need anything, you can tell me."
The sound of a pen scratching across paper rustled, and Fu Shiyan was enveloped in the sun, feeling very relaxed.
When we arrived at the hospital, the floor where Wen Jing lived was tightly controlled by bodyguards, and access was strictly restricted. It seemed that news of his illness was strictly guarded against.
When I got outside the ward door, I realized that being on guard was of no use.
"Dr. Wen, I think we need to think again. This property cannot be handed over to Miss Wen so quickly."
There was a sound coming from the ward. Several middle-aged people who looked like shareholders were sitting in front of the hospital bed, giving Wen Jing endless advice.
Jiang Lingyu was standing on one side. She said, "I finally understand. You guys came here early in the morning just to talk about these trivial things. Do you think Wen Yuan is incompetent?"
Wen Jing was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, obviously not asleep.
"Mrs. Wen, we don't mean this. We just think Xiaoyuan is still young and too impulsive to take on such a big responsibility."
"Since Director Wen has been selected, it proves that she is worthy. Several directors have stretched their hands too far." Jiang Lingyu smiled half-heartedly and defended Wen Yuan.
At this moment, several people came out of the elevator, led by Zhou Liangqi and Wen Yuan. They approached together. They were not surprised to see Fu Shiyan and Jiang Shu waiting outside.