Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Fang Xiaoyuan's eyes lit up, this question was on her mind.

She blinked her eyes and scored twice: "This man is a man or a woman? What does it have to do with you?"

A strong breath of gossip rushed over.

The corner of Wen Qingyue's mouth twitched slightly, and Fang Xiaoyuan hurriedly explained, "I don't want to gossip, the main thing is for me to understand the relationship between gender and you, so that I can recommend what gift to give to be sincere."

It's really not that she wants to gossip.

Really!

Wen Qingyue looked at her suspiciously. Although she felt that she was more suspected of gossip, her words were also true, "Men, partnership, partnership, he is Party A and I am Party B."

An agreement between husband and wife is also a cooperative relationship, so it is not a lie.

"Party A and B?" The fire of gossip in Fang Xiaoyuan's eyes was instantly extinguished, a little disappointed.

"For Party A and Party B, this gift is just what they like, such as wine or cigarettes."

Do whatever you like...Wen Qingyue thought about Fu Han's preferences in her mind, and it seemed that there was nothing she particularly liked.

Wen Qingyue: "He doesn't seem to like drinking and smoking."

Fang Xiaoyuan was stunned again, "I don't like it, then... invite him to dinner, don't all business people like wine table culture, but don't drink, you are so beautiful, in case he becomes lustful."

Wen Qingyue smiled awkwardly, thinking that Fu Han really had lust for her.

"Okay, thank you for your advice, I'll go first, bye." Wen Qingyue accepted her advice and decided to go to Fu Han's company to apologize in person.

"Goodbye." Fang Xiaoyuan waved at her, watching her leave with longing,

Wen Qingyue stopped suddenly after walking a few steps, and turned to look at them, "By the way, the ball game doesn't start until six o'clock."

Seeing her deliberately reminding herself, the smile on Fang Xiaoyuan's face gradually widened, she nodded to show that she understood, and then watched her leave like a little idiot.

Her friend said helplessly: "Don't look, everyone is gone."

Only then did Fang Xiaoyuan look away, and asked with a smile, "The competition starts at six o'clock, and it's only four o'clock now. Why did you drag me here to skip class?"

"Are you willing to listen to Professor Yan's class?"

"I don't want to!"

"That's it. Instead of listening to such a boring class, it's better to watch the handsome guys rehearse. Remember to take a few more photos of Jianying for me!"

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At the entrance of Fu's headquarters building, a taxi stopped steadily. After Wen Qingyue got out of the car, she put the bag on her shoulder and looked up at this building with extravagant and unique decoration and design.

Describe it in four words, majestic and majestic!

It was the first time for her to come to his company. As expected of a giant in the industry, the decoration of this building alone made people yearn for it. No wonder so many people wanted to work in Fu's.

For nothing else, it is worth rushing into this environment.

Sighing in my heart, I also walked in at the same time.

The two bodyguards at the door saw her strange face and she was pretty, so they took a second look and didn't stop her.

After entering, Wen Qingyue went straight to the front desk, "Hello, I want to see you Mr. Fu, do you need to make an appointment?"

The receptionist smiled and looked at her calmly, glanced over her bag, estimated her identity in his heart, and said politely: "Yes, don't you have an appointment? Do you want me to make an appointment for you? "

Wen Qingyue nodded, "Yes, please ask for me."

"Okay, you're welcome! May I have your last name?"

"My name is Wen."

"Okay, Miss Wen, please wait a moment." The front desk called Secretary Fu Han, "Hi, Secretary Mo, there is a lady surnamed Wen who wants to make an appointment to meet Mr. Fu. Is Mr. Fu free now?"

Wen Qingyue stood by and waited for the front desk. After hanging up the phone, the front desk said apologetically, "Miss Wen is sorry, Mr. Fu is not free today. Why don't you come back tomorrow, or make an appointment with Secretary Mo in advance."

Wen Qingyue frowned slightly, but she didn't embarrass the front desk, she nodded: "Okay, thank you."

She turned around, glanced at the lobby, and saw several reporters sitting in the waiting area, then turned back and asked the front desk: "Did they come to interview Mr. Fu because of today's hot search?"

The front desk glanced at the reporters in the waiting area, nodded with a smile, and nodded helplessly: "Yes, Mr. Fu does not accept interviews. They insist on waiting here, and it's hard to drive them away."

"Miss Wen, if you are not in a hurry, I suggest that you see our President Fu in two days. You have also seen the hot search. President Fu is probably not in a good mood these two days." The receptionist saw that she is good-looking, and her clothes are not simple , I guessed in my heart that she might be a wealthy lady from a certain family, so I kindly reminded her.

"Thank you!" Wen Qingyue thanked with a smile, turned around and took out her mobile phone to call Fu Han.

Before the call was broadcast, Ah Cheng was seen walking in from the door, and several reporters also moved and surrounded him.

Ah Cheng also saw her, looked at her in surprise, wanted to speak but realized that there was a reporter there, so he swallowed the address he almost blurted out.

"May I ask what Mr. Fu thinks about this hot search incident? How does your company plan to deal with the fraudulent donation?"

"Hi, can you tell me about your boss Fu..."

Several reporters scrambled to ask questions, and the word fraudulent donation fell into Wen Qingyue's ears, causing her eyebrows to sink involuntarily.

Ah Cheng didn't answer at all, and said with a cold face: "Please let me go, let me go."

He was tall and tall, and he was Fu Han's bodyguard. Several reporters couldn't stop him at all. After walking out of the encirclement, they went straight to Wen Qingyue and said respectfully, "I'll take you in."

Wen Qingyue understood that this was not a place to talk, so she silently followed Ah Cheng through the checkpoint and into the elevator.

The receptionist looked away thoughtfully, thankful that he had received him well just now.

"Who is that person who went in? It doesn't look like he's here to talk about work."

"You look very young and pretty, so you won't be an artist that Fu's entertainment company wants to sign?"

"This is the head office, and contracted artists don't use it here. The one just now was Fu Han's bodyguard. Seeing how he treated her very well, he brought her in without asking. I'm afraid the relationship here is not simple. "

"Yes, she was still consulting with the front desk just now, obviously she didn't have an appointment."

Several reporters failed to get any news from Ah Cheng, so they began to speculate on Wen Qingyue's identity, her identity and the identity of the owner of the building, in order to dig out new exclusive news.

Wen Qingyue didn't know that this trip brought another news to Fu Han, so she asked as soon as she got into the elevator, "Did you personally handle the donation from Ah Cheng?"

Hearing this, Ah Cheng tightened his grip on the document bag, and nodded, "Yes, ma'am, I did donate anonymously according to Mr. Fu and your instructions, but..."

He paused, frowning, with a look of remorse.

Wen Qingyue looked sideways at him, "Just what?"

Ah Cheng handed her the document bag and said truthfully: "I was still at the racing track when Mr. Fu called and told me. Mr. Su asked me, so I told them. There were more than a dozen people around at that time. The person who broke the news was One of them, after hearing it, guessed the identity of Mr. Fu through various guesses, and broke the news with his friends."