In the evening of the next day, Fu Ming slowly walked out of the Hong Kong International Airport. He took a deep breath. The time was now around 6:40. The security forces were not around. Fu Ming was carrying his small suitcase.
, holding Zeng Xiaoting's hand and slowly walked out of the international airport.
His visit to Hong Kong this time was not for business, so he did not notify the company members of Fu's Trading and Transportation Company in Hong Kong. Several taxis were parked outside the airport gate, waiting for customers. Fu Ming got into a taxi at will.
As soon as the taxi driver saw that Fu Ming was about to get in the car, he quickly got out of the car, opened the trunk, and put Fu Ming's suitcase inside.
"Thank you!" Fu Ming sighed. Hong Kong is Hong Kong, and the services provided by taxi drivers are much better than those in the mainland.
"Mainlander?" The taxi driver returned to the driver's seat and started the engine.
"Chinese." Although Fu Ming could speak Cantonese, he still insisted on communicating with the driver in Mandarin. He opened the door and let Zeng Xiaoting sit in the back seat, while he sat in the driver's seat.
He opened his mouth to reveal his destination, startling the taxi driver. The international airport is located in the outlying islands area of Hong Kong, and Fu Ming's destination, Kowloon, is quite far from the airport. Taking a taxi is actually not a good option because of the price.
It's also very expensive. It takes at least three or four hours to get there by taking the expressway. It might be better to take the train.
"Sir, are you sure you want to go to Kowloon?" The driver turned on the meter.
"Let's go, don't waste time." Fu Ming took out his wallet, took out a few RMB, and placed them in front of the driver as a deposit.
The driver nodded. In fact, even after arriving in Kowloon, the price on the meter will not reach the value of the deposit.
"Is this your first time in Hong Kong? Traveling?" Taxi drivers in Hong Kong, like those in the Imperial City, prefer to chat with passengers.
Fu Ming smiled, looked at the sleepy Zeng Xiaoting behind him, and then turned to answer. "I came here once when I was a child. I didn't have much memory of Hong Kong at that time."
The several-hour drive seemed very boring. Fu Ming and the taxi driver chatted without a word, while Zeng Xiaoting fell asleep directly in the car seat behind. By the time Fu Ming and Zeng Xiaoting arrived at the booked hotel, it was already
It's late at night.
Fu Ming did not ask for change, but pushed Zeng Xiaoting to wake her up.
Zeng Xiaoting opened her eyes drowsily, "Are we here?"
Fu Ming nodded, took out the suitcase with the help of the driver, and carried the suitcase into the hotel. Under the guidance of the waiter, they came to a room on the third floor. After a simple wash, they lay down on the big bed. Zeng Xiaoting
He had just slept in the taxi, but now he was very energetic. He hugged Fu Ming's arm and looked forward to his performance.
Fu Mingze looked exhausted. He hadn't slept well for more than ten hours. How could he not be tired? The address of the Shenzhen-based consortium had been sent to his mobile phone. Even if he was very tired, he couldn't sleep now. Tomorrow, he would be
I can see my only relative in this world. What kind of person is Chen Chuming?
"Miss, control your animalistic desires." Fu Ming tilted his head and looked at Zeng Xiaoting, whose face was red and was still groping Fu Ming's body.
"If you can, just punish me on the spot." Zeng Xiaoting looked at Fu Ming with a smile, and directly extended her hand to his lower body, stroking it gently.
Fu Ming smiled evilly and knocked her down directly.
The next day, eight o'clock in the morning.
Fu Ming turned off the alarm clock on his mobile phone last night, and the two of them kept tossing it until about four o'clock in the night. Fu Ming got up and went to the bathroom to look in the mirror. Both eyes were swollen and bloodshot. After wearing the eyes,
, the dark circles under the eyes were immediately covered.
Zeng Xiaoting also woke up rubbing her eyes. Compared to Fu Ming, her face was rosy and she didn't seem to be sleep deprived at all.
Fu Ming smiled bitterly and quickly washed his face. "Hurry up and get ready, the senior consortium is nearby." He was still thinking about when Coco would arrive in Hong Kong. After all, Coco was now his fiancée.
, it is also necessary to let the elderly see him.
"Hurry up, otherwise I won't be able to use the bathroom..." Zeng Xiaoting sat up from the bed in her pajamas. Her fluffy hair and sleepy eyes made her look even cuter.
Ten minutes later, the two of them had finished washing up. They decided to follow the address and walk to the well-established consortium in downtown Kowloon. Within a few minutes of walking, they saw a tall building not far away coming into view. It looked like something
It looks like it has more than 30 floors. On the top floor of the building, there are four words written in traditional Chinese, "deep financial consortium".
"That's it, it's really easy to find." Hong Kong is not an imperial capital. A consortium company owns a building with more than 20 floors, which shows that it still has a high status in Hong Kong. The two people walked quickly towards the building, the wide door and
The well-equipped guards marked the strong strength of this consortium. Fu Ming glanced around the gate. Even during working hours, there were still sporadic people walking in, and many people hurriedly trotted out from the gate.
Rushing to the parking lot, everything seemed so busy.
The two people walked into the lobby and came to the front desk. The front desk lady wore headphones and a microphone and was sorting out some documents. When she saw the two people coming to the front desk, she immediately stood up politely. "Boy, what do you need?" The front desk lady
He opened his mouth and spoke Cantonese.
"Hello, I'd like to see Mr. Xu Chuming. Can you inform me?" Fu Ming smiled and nodded, still answering in Mandarin.
The lady at the front desk was stunned. She looked at the young man in front of her and wanted to see the president. She felt confused in her heart. "Do you have an appointment?" Her face still had that kind of polite smile, without any expression, although
She has good looks and figure, but Fu Ming can't arouse any interest. Compared with Zeng Xiaoting and Coco, this girl is still far behind. This time the front desk lady answered in Mandarin.
"There is no appointment. Please tell him that my surname is Fu and I believe Mr. Xu will meet me." After Fu Ming finished speaking, he walked aside and waited for the notification.
Although the front desk lady was confused for a while, she still dialed the number of the president's secretary upstairs. "There is a Mr. Fu who wants to see the president. Please inform me. There is no appointment."
"Thank you." Fu Ming gave the same polite smile to the lady at the front desk.
On the tenth floor of the Shenzhen Capital Building, in the president's office. Xu Chuming is sitting at his desk, checking some documents. During these days, the situation of the Shenzhen Capital Consortium is not very good. The multinational enterprise Great Development Group is suppressing the Shenzhen Capital Consortium.
Very tough, especially Lu Shangjie, the chairman of the Great Development Group who was only in his twenties when he took office. The three things he did when he took office were: First, he used the deep-rooted consortium, the arch-rival of the Great Development Group, to maliciously acquire and squeeze the companies under the deep-rooted consortium.
This incident is no longer one or two. There is absolutely no clue about these things. But Chen Chuming knows that this must be the fault of the Great Development Group. But at present, he has no countermeasures and can only let the Great Development Group ride on him.
On the head, maybe it’s because people grow old and lose the passion and motivation they had in those days.
Chen Chuming was distressed when he suddenly heard the phone ringing. The secretary sitting at the desk outside the door called.
"What's the matter? Didn't I tell you not to disturb me while I was reading the documents?" Chen Chuming's tone was very cold, and he was in a bad mood.
"Mr. President, I'm very sorry to disturb you at this time... There is news that I think you are very anxious to know now." The secretary's voice was very low. She knew that disturbing Chen Chuming now would definitely make him angry. However, this surname
, is what Chen Chuming has been talking about in recent years.
"explain."
"Someone wants to see you..." The secretary paused, and just when Chen Chuming felt impatient and was about to hang up the phone, she added another sentence. "The surname is Fu. He said that you will definitely meet him when you hear his surname."
he."
Chen Chuming stopped the phone receiver in the air and was stunned for a few seconds, but his heart was filled with panic. He was stunned for a few seconds and quickly said into the microphone, "Do you have a name?"
"It's just that his surname is Fu, but he doesn't have a given name. He's a young man about twenty years old."
Chen Chuming didn't hesitate at all, "Bring him up to see me. Right away."
Fu Ming and Zeng Xiaoting waited at the front desk for ten minutes. A girl in professional attire came out of the elevator and walked straight in front of them.
"Mr. Fu, please come with me. The president has agreed to meet." The female secretary smiled at Fu Ming and made an invitation gesture.
Fu Ming also smiled back, nodded, and pulled Zeng Xiaoting into the elevator.
The lady at the front desk looked at the two young men and one woman with surprise. These two people looked no different from ordinary people. With just one sentence, they could meet the president of a senior consortium. You know, in normal times, even if they are
Chen Chuming may not be able to meet the guests even if they have reservations. The older he gets, the more he wants to be quiet. In fact, if Chen Chuming didn't have a deep-rooted consortium and thousands of employees, he would have lived in seclusion long ago.
Out in the countryside.
Fu Ming was led by the secretary to the door of the president's office. The secretary nodded to Fu Ming, and Fu Ming stretched out his right hand and knocked gently on the door three times.
Chen Chuming's rich voice came out from inside the door, and he coughed dryly. "Please come in." Chen Chuming's Mandarin was not very standard, so he spoke it anyway because he was afraid that he would not be understood.
Fu Ming opened the door and saw his only relative in the world.
Chen Chuming looked at Fu Ming blankly, with only one word in his mind, like, Fu Ming now looks so much like Fu Zhongtian when he was young.
"You are very much like your father." Chen Chuming smiled, but tears welled up in his eyes. He had not seen his grandson in twenty years. He did not need to be firm in person or admit his relatives with blood. This was his grandson.
It’s unmistakable, those eyes look so much like his mother Chen Yun!
Fu Ming's throat moved. He looked at the old man sitting at the desk in front of him, still holding documents in his hand. His hair was almost all gone, his face was full of wrinkles, and he was wearing reading glasses. Fu Ming started talking.
There, he squeezed out two words. "Grandpa..."
Chen Chuming held back the tears in his eyes and cursed with a smile.
"My good grandson...it's been so long and he still knows how to call me grandpa. As for your damn dad, he has been hiding from me since Xiaoyun passed away..."
"My father passed away a few months ago..." Fu Ming sighed and frowned.