After rebirth, Master Fu’s little ancestor went wild

After Fu Hanzhou sent the message, he thought Lu Wansu would reply quickly, but he didn't expect to hear anything after waiting for a long time.

Are you giving up?

Fu Hanzhou couldn't help but frown.

When everyone saw that his expression was wrong, they all looked away, lowering their heads and pretending to look at the documents in their hands.

Only then did Song Nian step forward and remind him: "Mr. Fu, Secretary Gao has finished speaking. Look..."

Fu Hanzhou came to his senses instantly, took back his phone, stood up suddenly, and said coldly: "The meeting is over."

After saying that, he left the conference room directly.

As soon as he left, the conference room immediately came alive.

Someone walked up to Song Nian and couldn't help but gossip: "Assistant Song, you follow Mr. Fu every day. What's wrong with him recently? Why is he so angry?"

Song Nian was sorting out Fu Hanzhou's files and computer. Hearing this, he looked up at Fu Hanzhou and said with a smile, "Are you curious?"

The other party nodded honestly.

Immediately, several more people gathered around: "We are also very curious, is Mr. Fu in love?"

Except for a few shareholders, Gao Lan and Song Nian, almost no one in the company knew that Fu Hanzhou was married. Seeing that Fu Hanzhou was in a bad mood recently, I felt that he was most likely having trouble in love.

"Yes, Secretary Gao posted a photo of a woman in the group yesterday. It was obviously taken downstairs in our company. Although the photo is blurry and I can't clearly see her appearance, judging from the outline of her facial features, she must be a beautiful woman."

"That's right, how could Secretary Gao, who is so cautious, post such private photos in a work group casually? This person is certainly not simple. Is she Mr. Fu's girlfriend?"

"I think it must be!" A male manager came over and analyzed: "Mr. Fu doesn't look like a woman. I didn't expect that he wouldn't be able to pass the beauty test. But what kind of background does this have to make Mr. Fu so attracted to me?" ?”

"Special Assistant Song, you must know, just tell us."

Everyone booed and looked at Song Nian eagerly.

After all, for so many years, they had never heard of any woman that Mr. Fu was close to or had any scandals about. It was rare to see him lose his mind over a woman. It was so new that he wanted to gossip.

Song Nian held the packed things in his hands, raised his head and glanced around: "Do you really want to know?"

The male manager urged: "Don't be too secretive. We've all asked this, of course we want to know."

Song Nian smiled and deliberately protracted his tone: "Okay, then... if you are so curious, just ask Mr. Fu directly."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then realized that they had been tricked by Song Nian.

"Assistant Song, you are not honest."

"That's right, good news has to be shared with everyone. Isn't it a bit unreasonable to know that you alone know it?"

Song Nian clicked his tongue.

Is this what he wants to know? There was clearly no way to escape.

He glanced at everyone and sighed: "Well, the more you know, the greater your responsibility. For example, if you ask me this question now, if I really dare to spread Mr. Fu's gossip outside, will I still have my job?"

The expressions on everyone's faces were brilliant for a moment. They all remembered Fu Hanzhou's usual stern and cold demeanor. They all put aside their curiosity and dispersed.

Song Nian smiled and shook his head, took his things and walked out of the conference room.

In the next few days, Lu Wansu did not see Fu Hanzhou again. But this time she called Song Nian, and Song Nian answered the call.

Then I learned that Fu Hanzhou was on a business trip these days and was not in Jiang City.

Lu Wansu knew clearly that he was avoiding her on a business trip.

But no matter how she pressed, Song Nian refused to tell her where Fu Hanzhou was on a business trip. She called Gao Lan again, but the other party couldn't explain clearly. Unable to find out the result, Lu Wansu had no choice but to give up.

While recuperating at home, I discussed with Director Chen the release of the movie.

She misunderstood Han Wenyu at the hotel last time. After returning home, Wen You felt very sorry no matter how much she thought about it. I originally wanted to ask Han Wenyu to have dinner with him in the evening to apologize, but no one answered the phone.

Thinking that Han Wenyu might be busy, she originally wanted to call him later, but as soon as she put down her phone, she heard the ringing.

I thought it was Han Wenyu calling back, but Wen You quickly picked up the phone and answered it without even looking at it: "Hello, Mr. Han, it's..."

Before she finished speaking, a deep voice sounded over there, interrupting her: "Youyou, it's me."

Wen You's expression suddenly changed, and she held the phone harder. She took it off and took a look. It was indeed that person's call, and she immediately wanted to hang up.

The other party seemed to have expected it and said hurriedly: "Wen You, don't hang up yet."

Wen You paused, suppressing the irritability in his heart, raised the phone to his ear, and said in a cold tone: "What do you want from me?"

Hearing Wen Youyou's voice without warmth, the other person sighed heavily, with a hint of sadness in his voice: "Youyou, do we have to talk like this between us? I am your father after all, you..."

Wen You's face turned cold instantly, and she said unceremoniously: "If you called me just to talk nonsense, there's no need. I'll hang up now."

Hearing that Wen You was about to hang up the phone, the man opposite became anxious: "Don't hang up yet, I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" There was a hint of sarcasm in Wen You's eyes, and she said sarcastically: "If it's still about the thing you said last time, I don't think it's necessary. I can't help you."

Thinking of what happened when he came back this time, Wen You felt chilled. The last time I got drunk in a bar was because of this. If Han Wenyu hadn't helped her in time, something would have happened to her.

Thinking of this, Wen You's face turned even colder.

Wen Jilin knew that his daughter still hated him in her heart, and felt a little sad for a moment, and sighed: "Youyou, I know you still hate your father in your heart, but after all, you are my daughter, Wen Jilin, and the blood of my Wen family flows in you. This is a fact that cannot be changed. Over the years, Dad has never treated you badly. Now that Dad is in trouble, why are you not willing to sacrifice your life to help Dad? "

"Besides, the Huo family in Beijing is a rich and powerful family. After you marry into the Huo family, you can directly become a young mistress. From now on, you don't have to work hard to make money. This way, dad can rest assured. Dad is doing this for your own good. You Why can't you be considerate and considerate of dad?"

Wen Jilin's voice contained sadness, and he was accusing Wen You of being ignorant. It was such a good marriage, why didn't she agree to it? This way, not only would she have no worries for the rest of her life, but it would also allow the Wen family to survive this difficult time, but this daughter just refused to help her.

When Wen You heard this, she couldn't help but sneer: "You are such a good father to me. Since it's such a good marriage, why doesn't Chen Wenshu let her daughter get married? How come such a good thing has to be my turn? superior?"

Wen Jilin froze at this question, and he explained hesitantly: "Of course your Aunt Wen Shu is thinking about you. It's pity that you are floating outside alone, and she wants you to have a good home..."