She knew why the chairman hated Rong Yuan so much.
She heard from Mr. Lu that six years ago, Tiansheng was on the verge of bankruptcy. Not only did Rong Yuan and her daughter not follow Tiansheng, they also took away the money that the former chairman had obtained from buying shares.
After all, the former chairman was so disheartened that he jumped off the building and committed suicide.
It can be said that the former chairman was indirectly killed by Rong Yuan and his daughter. Now that Rong Yuan has seen Tiansheng develop again, she has come back to compete with the chairman for shares. How could the chairman not hate such a person?
After thinking about it, the elevator arrived.
Rong Shu walked out first.
After going out, she saw the man leaning next to the Maybach not far away.
The man lowered his head, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and his fingers were pressing something on the screen.
Soon, Rong Shu felt her phone vibrate.
She knew that he must be sending her the message.
Next to him, Secretary Tong also saw Fu Jingting and said to Rong Shu in surprise: "Chairman, why are you here, Mr. Fu?"
Rong Shu did not answer, but walked towards Fu Jingting with a slight curl of her lips.
Upon seeing this, Secretary Tong quickly followed.
Over there, Fu Jingting heard footsteps. He raised his head and looked over. When he saw Rong Shu, his eyebrows softened and he said, "Here we come."
"Here we come." Rong Shu nodded.
Secretary Tong blinked in surprise.
what happened?
It turned out that these two people had made an appointment!
Also, why did she feel that the atmosphere between the two people was a bit subtle?
"Where is Rong Yuan?" Fu Jingting looked around and asked.
Rong Shu pointed to the van not far away, "In that car."
Fu Jingting took a look and nodded slightly, "Get in the car and take my car."
"Okay." Rong Shu did not refuse and nodded in agreement.
Fu Jingting reached out and opened the car door.
Rong Shu bent down and sat in.
Fu Jingting looked behind and threw the car keys towards Secretary Tong.
Secretary Tong caught it with quick eyes and hands, looked at the Maybach key in his hand, and was confused, "Mr. Fu, what are you..."
"You drive." Fu Jingting said lightly, then got in the car and sat down next to Rong Shu.
Secretary Tong stood there, not knowing what to do for a moment, listening or not listening.
After all, she is the chairman of the board, but Mr. Fu has a higher status than the chairman, so it is not easy for her to violate him.
So, she really didn't know what to do.
In the car, Rong Shu understood Secretary Tong's dilemma, rolled down the window, and stuck her head out from in front of Fu Jingting, "Listen to him, he will come with us."
"Okay Chairman." With Rong Shu's words, Secretary Tong was finally no longer confused. He quickly nodded in agreement, then walked around the front of the car and got into the driver's seat.
The car started smoothly.
On the way, Fu Jingting suddenly opened the car storage box, took out a bottle of drink from it, unscrewed the lid and handed it to Rong Shu, "Drink some of this."
"What is this?" Rong Shu took it with confusion on his face.
Fu Jingting chuckled and replied: "A nutritional supplement that is very useful in fighting fatigue. I asked Zhang Cheng to buy it before I came here."
"Yeah, let me try." Rong Shu looked at the drink in her hand for a while, then raised her head and started drinking.
After taking a few sips, she put the bottle down and closed the lid.
Fu Jingting took out a decorative handkerchief from his right breast pocket, wiped the corners of her mouth, and asked softly, "How does it taste?"
Rong Shu put the drink aside, "It's okay, it's sour and sweet, it's quite refreshing."
"That's good." Fu Jingting folded the handkerchief and put it into his suit pocket.
Ahead, Secretary Tong, who was driving, saw this scene completely through the rearview mirror and was shocked.
What was Mr. Fu doing just now? Wiping the corner of the chairman's mouth!
And Mr. Rong didn’t resist, he accepted it so naturally.
This, this, this...
Secretary Tong swallowed his saliva, feeling a huge wave of emotions in his heart.
Is it possible that the chairman and Mr. Fu are getting back together?
Recently there were rumors in the circle that they were going to get back together. She had heard about it, but she scoffed at it and thought it was impossible.
But now, she suddenly felt that it was not a rumor, but the truth.
If it was true, she felt that this would be a good thing.
At least this way, Mr. Lu will no longer have extravagant expectations for the chairman.
Secretary Tong lowered his eyelids and thought sadly.
Soon, the cemetery arrived.
Secretary Tong parked the car.
Fu Jingting opened the car door, got out of the car first, then stood outside the car and extended his right hand toward the car.
Rong Shu in the car saw his actions, a hint of embarrassment appeared on her face, and then she put her hand up.
Fu Jingting held her hand tightly and helped her out of the car.
Next to him, Secretary Tong watched the two people's movements and became more and more sure that they were really together.
I just don’t know when this happened. Apparently a few days ago, the chairman had a cold attitude towards Mr. Fu and had no intention of getting back together with Mr. Fu.
But now the chairman has become close to Mr. Fu, and something must have happened to them during this period that she doesn't know about.
I just don’t know if Mr. Lu knows that they are back together.
If he knew, would he be drinking again to get drunk?
Just as he was thinking about it, Secretary Tong suddenly heard Rong Shu calling him, his eyes flashed, he quickly came to his senses, pushed up his glasses and replied: "I'm here, Chairman."
"What were you thinking about just now? I called you several times but you didn't respond." Rong Shu looked at her with concern, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? I think you don't look well."
"No." Secretary Tong shook his head repeatedly, "I'm fine, Chairman. I just suddenly thought of something. I'm fine now. Chairman, do you have any instructions for me?"
"Where did you put the flowers I asked you to buy?" Rong Shu looked at her and asked.
Secretary Tong pointed to the van in front, "In that van, I'm going to get it now. Chairman, please wait a moment."
"Well, go ahead." Rong Shu nodded.
Secretary Tong walked quickly to the van.
Rong Shu stood in front of the Maybach and looked at the cemetery gate in front of her. The expression on her face slowly became sad, and her surrounding mood also became depressed.
Fu Jingting knew that she was moved by the scene. After all, his closest relatives were buried here, so his mood was naturally not good.
He has also experienced this feeling.
And in two days it will be...
Fu Jingting pursed his thin lips and thought no more. He put his hand on Rong Shu's shoulder, patted it gently and reminded: "The flowers are here."
Rong Shu looked up and saw Secretary Tong coming back with two bouquets of flowers, one lily and one lavender.
Lily is my father's favorite, and lavender is my mother's favorite.
Rong Shu stretched out her hand and was about to take the flowers, but Fu Jingting got there first, "I'll do it."
Rong Shu hummed, but did not refuse. She asked Secretary Tong to give him the flowers, and then said: "I'll go see my mother first. As for Rong Shu, you ask the security to take Rong Yuan to her father first. Remember, let her kneel down."
In front of dad’s tombstone.”
"It's the chairman!" Secretary Tong straightened her body and responded.
Rong Shu looked at Fu Jingting and said, "Let's go."
"Yeah." Fu Jingting raised his chin slightly and followed her into the cemetery gate.
It has been twenty-one years since Rong Shu's mother passed away. The tombstone has become very old. The photos on the tombstone have also become mottled due to the weather, frost, rain and dew, and are somewhat blurred.
Seeing this, Rong Shu felt sad and her eyes filled with warmth.
She opened her bag and prepared to find something to wipe the tombstone with.
But after searching around, I couldn't find anything suitable.
Just when she frowned and was about to use her sleeves, a big hand stretched out, holding a handkerchief.
