It was originally a sunny day, but now it was raining heavily.
When An Yan and Su Yue drove out of the shopping mall and entered the driveway, they saw An Yirou standing on the side of the road waiting for the bus with a happy look on her face.
"Speed up and rush over!" An Yan's lips curled up slightly.
Su Yue raised her eyebrows, stepped on the accelerator and rushed over. The dirty water on the roadside splashed high, soaking An Yirou's champagne-colored dress, and even splashed on her face.
An Yirou stamped her feet in anger and watched the red Porsche drive away.
Inside a Maybach waiting at a red light not far away.
Han Yang reported, "Mr. Fu, the store manager and the counter ladies have all been fired."
Fu Shiyan hummed, looked at Fu Chenyu's name displayed on the phone screen, hung up the call and blocked the caller.
Suddenly, Han Yang laughed out loud.
Fu Shiyan glanced lightly, "What are you laughing at?"
"The red Porsche suddenly accelerated when passing Miss An just now, and dirty water splashed all over her."
"gloat?"
Han Yang coughed lightly and said, "Miss An Yan is sitting in the Porsche."
A rare smile appeared on Fu Shiyan's serious and indifferent face, but it disappeared in an instant, "Sometimes people don't need to be too kind."
"But Mr. Fu, Miss An Yan has made more than 10 million from Mr. Fu today. Miss An Yan is not poor this time, so you can worry less."
Fu Shiyan frowned, "When have I ever worried about her?"
Han Yang: "..."
The green light came on and the Maybach slowly started moving forward.
Fu Shiyan glanced slightly sideways at An Yirou, who was furious on the roadside. A trace of amusement flashed in his cold eyes, "Speed up and rush over."
Han Yang was startled for a moment, then realized Fu Shiyan's intention and rushed over with speed.
An Yirou was cursing loudly, but when a metallic black Maybach sped past, she swallowed a mouthful of dirty water and then retched.
Han Yang secretly glanced at the rearview mirror and discovered that the corners of Fu Shiyan's lips were slightly raised.
I didn't expect that his CEO would have such a naughty side.
Fu Group.
As soon as Fu Shiyan stepped out of the CEO elevator, he saw Fu Chenyu with an anxious look on his face.
"Uncle."
Fu Shiyan has an innate dignity and arrogance. Even if he doesn't say a word, he just looks at the other person indifferently, and he has the ability to make people surrender.
He glanced at Fu Chenyu and walked towards the office, "What's wrong with you?"
Fu Chenyu followed the man cautiously and asked tentatively, "Uncle, why do you suddenly want to check Yinsha International's turnover?"
Fu Shiyan's steps faltered and he looked sideways at him, "I'll only give you two minutes to explain."
Han Song opened the office door first, Fu Shiyan walked in with slender and straight legs, and Fu Chenyu followed him awkwardly.
He stood in front of his desk like a primary school student, with his head lowered and looking at his nose and heart.
Fu Shiyan was sitting on the black leather executive chair, his hands resting on the armrests casually, his clean and shiny fingertips tapping lightly, the sound hitting Fu Chenyu's heart.
"Silver Sands International's yin and yang accounts, the supervisor has learned well." Fu Shiyan threw the documents on the table at his face, and the sharp paper cut his cheek.
Looking at the dense numbers and words, Fu Chenyu knew that his fraudulent accounting had been exposed.
He pursed his lips and said, "Uncle, I need money to run my own company."
"Using Fu's money to fill those empty shell companies of yours? Do you think I'm a fool?"
Hearing this, Fu Chenyu couldn't help but clench his hands.
A cold aura gathered around Fu Shiyan, and his rarely expressive face became gloomy again, "The company that superficially filled the deficit actually transferred it to overseas accounts!"
Fu Chenyu was sweating heavily on his forehead, "Uncle, forgive me once."
"If you don't pay the money as it is, let this matter go. Otherwise, I will call your father now."
"Don't hit me, I'm still here. If my dad finds out, he will definitely send me to jail!" Fu Chenyu raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Fu Shiyan raised his eyes lightly and said, "Within half a month."
Fu Chenyu frowned, thinking that the duck he got had flown away, and having to pay back the money every penny would be even more uncomfortable than sucking his blood.
After he left the office, he called the bank manager and said, "There will be a woman who wants to withdraw 13.7 million yuan in a while. I want to intercept her. What? She has been transferred to an orphanage?"
Fu Chenyu did not expect An Yan to move so quickly, nor did he expect that she would donate the money instead of asking for it.
He only felt a tightness and pain in his chest, as if he had been punched hard, and he would never get the money back.
Han Song watched him leave and walked into the office.
"Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu called the bank just now to intercept the check written to Miss An Yan, but was told that the money from the check had been transferred to the welfare home."
Hearing this, Fu Shiyan's hand that was reviewing documents froze, and a moment of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He obviously was short of money, but he donated the money.
The girl's innocent and lustful little face appeared before his eyes again...
Anjia Villa.
After An Yan came back, she saw Du Xinlan and An Yirou sitting on the sofa, both of them staring at her with bitter hatred.
"Where's the card?" Du Xinlan asked with a cold eyebrow.
An Yan raised the bag in her hand and said, "Today I only bought clothes and not jewelry. We will continue tomorrow. I don't know what happened, but the card has been frozen. I will ask dad to unfreeze the card then."
Du Xinlan placed the tea cup in her hand heavily on the coffee table, "Didn't Chen Yu give you a check for more than 10 million? Give me both the check and the card!"
An Yan looked at Du Xinlan's face as if it was bigger than a pot, "It's my ability to make money, and the card was given to me by my father. You have no right to claim either of these two things."
"The company's performance is not that good now. As a member of Anjia, you have an obligation to make a contribution to Anjia!"
An Yan said, "I think all the jewelry you wear can be sold for at least 20 million. You should consciously contribute to the An family and go to a luxury recycling store to sell it!"
"You!" Du Xinlan felt that An Yan seemed to have changed. She was no longer submissive and dared to talk back.
An Yan raised her lips, "Speaking of me being a member of the An family, I suddenly remembered that I should have one share of the shares of the An family company. After all, I even have a stepdaughter, how can I be less than her? Then I will
Seek a lawyer for consultation."
Du Xinlan was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth and watched An Yan turn around the corner on the second floor.
"Mom, my sister is really interested in the company's shares."
Du Xinlan's cheeks bulged with anger, "Don't worry, everything in the An family belongs to you and has nothing to do with that little bitch."
An Yirou frowned, "But, she is dad's daughter after all."
Du Xinlan held her hand and said, "Don't worry! All the An family's assets are yours."