Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

The cousin got off the cousin's car. It was nothing at first, but Fu Yan had never been far away from the Huo family, and in the eyes of others, he had never even said a word to Huo Mingzheng.

It was unusual for me to get off his car so early in the morning.

Mrs. Huo moved his hand, and the Buddhist beads slipped into his wrist. The mahogany color was covered with pulp and glowed in the sun. In Fu Yan's eyes, she had already passed the initial period of guilt. At this moment, she was simply attracted by the old man's aura. repression.

Those years-experienced eyes were like a magic mirror. She had already learned this lesson the last time she was in the study room of the old house. The old man kept his thoughts deep and kept his thoughts to himself, and only spoke a few words to guide her.

Just when she was about to speak, Huo Minzheng said calmly: "She is Xiao Wei's subordinate. Go to the hospital to see her."

"In this case, you are really interested." Mrs. Huo looked at her and raised the index finger of the hand holding the cane, "Why are you here at Huo's? You are Xiao Wei's subordinate and should be in Xincheng, in the old district."

"Xincheng has a cooperation with the Huo family. I'm here to discuss the details." Fu Yan had prepared materials in his bag and calmly opened it and took it out.

The old man took it from her hand, spread it out and flipped through a few pages, "Your plan is very good, but Xincheng is not Huo's best partner."

He closed the material and made a moderate popping sound.

It stirred the tightest chord in Fu Yan's heart.

The old man didn't show his face, but his aura was enough to make people breathless.

"Did you open the back door for her?" The old man glanced at the upright Huo Mingzheng from the corner of his eye.

Fu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and then she heard Huo Minzheng say unabashedly: "She just opened the back door for her family. She did a good job. It's not like the Huo family doesn't make money."

The old man smiled meaningfully, said nothing, handed the materials back to Fu Yan, and entered the hall with Huo Minzheng's support. The two cars at the door drove away one after another, leaving Fu Yan standing there.

Huo's employees arrived one after another, and Fu Yan also followed.

When he went to the front desk to explain his purpose, he unexpectedly saw Cao Fang standing there.

Huo Mingzheng's special assistant, someone with top-level ability and force value, stands at the front desk?

Faced with Yan's unrestrained expression of doubt and surprise, Cao said calmly: "Miss Fu, you can go in."

The old lady and the others took the Huo's executive elevator, and Fu Yan was waiting in the ordinary employee elevator. A group of people filed in, and she was almost pushed away. Among the crowds of people, she saw Huo Mingzheng's stern profile, which seemed to be imprinted in her mind. Can't get rid of it.

So much so that when discussing details with Director Lei, he often fell into a trance.

"Miss Fu?" Director Lei called her.

Fu Yan came back to his senses, "Huh?"

Director Lei had a good impression of Yan. The little girl did not complain or express her anger when she was repeatedly frustrated. She had a flexible and capable character and was able to do big things. To be able to win cooperation from Huo Mingzheng, she either had two brushes or had some inside information.

No matter which one it is, he will treat it politely since it is a real skill.

"You look like you're not feeling well. Do you want to take a rest first?"

Fu Yan shook his head, intending to say no, but ended up feeling dizzy after shaking his head.

When she woke up in the morning, she knew she had a cold. She didn't feel uncomfortable at the time. She got some wind at the Banshan Hospital and the heater in Huo Mingzheng's car made the cold worse.

"It's okay, Director Lei, continue."

Director Lei looked at her again and made sure her problem was not serious, so he didn't interrupt again.

This is a comprehensive resort project. It is a large project and there are many details to be discussed. After Fu Yan introduced the general content, the design team began to explain the details. Director Lei and others pointed out anything inappropriate on the spot.

Fu Yan sat aside and drank the warm water poured by his secretary. When he swallowed, his throat felt like swallowing a razor blade.

My head hurts more and more, and my body temperature is getting higher and higher.

She excused herself to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face to temporarily cool her body. Although she was a little more awake, she couldn't stop shivering.

The exchange between the two parties ended just before get off work. Huo arranged lunch, and Fu Yan left the design team behind, accompanied by Deputy Director Xiao, while she left first.

She probably wouldn't be able to hold on until lunch was over. The cold was coming so fiercely that she couldn't stand it.

Just as she was about to leave Huo's, her cell phone rang. It was Huo Minzheng calling.

When the call was connected, the man on the other end of the phone said coolly: "Come down."

Fu Yan was dizzy, "What?"

"Come to the underground garage. Grandpa wants you to go to the hospital together and have lunch with Shen Wei."

Fu Yan leaned against the elevator car and took a deep breath. Her eyelids were hot. She thought she had heard wrong. With the Huo family's brain circuit, what kind of food could they eat in the hospital?

"I know your discussion is over. Come on down and don't make me wait for you too long." After saying that, Huo Minzheng hung up the phone without giving her a chance to refuse.

Fu Yan's head was dizzy and he was in a bad mood. He wanted to scold Huo Mingzheng, but the scene of the unhappy breakup this morning came to his mind. He felt chills in his heart, which was actually worse than a cold.

Not wanting to see Huo Mingzheng for the time being, she simply turned off her phone and took the elevator to the first floor, hoping to catch a taxi and go home to catch up on her sleep.

As a result, as soon as she walked out of the lobby, she saw an extended Bentley parked outside with the windows down, revealing Huo Mingzheng's stern profile.

Fu Yan felt helpless about being caught.

He slowly looked towards her, his voice indistinguishable from emotion to anger, "Get in the car."

Fu Yan admitted his defeat, forget it, it was the best private hospital in Nancheng anyway, and it had enough cold medicine.

She got in the car, sat opposite Huo Minzheng, closed her eyes, out of sight and out of mind.

It just so happens that when your throat hurts, more saliva will be secreted. The more pain there is, the more saliva will be secreted. The more saliva will be secreted, the more painful it will be.

She swallowed hard, her throat almost hurting and smoking.

She couldn't bear it, opened her eyes, and found that Huo Minzheng had several documents in his hand, and he also had one spread out in his hand, and he was reviewing it.

In fact, Huo Mingzheng is very busy. He manages the huge Huo Group. He has endless documents to approve, endless meetings to hold, and endless errands to run.

There wasn't much social entertainment. He was the prince of the Huo family, so not many people could entertain him.

The last time he went to the cooperation summit organized by the Ji family, Fu Yan was quite surprised.

Huo Mingzheng stopped writing, raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows. Looking at Fu Yan's distracted profile, his sparse eyebrows were stained with a faint shadow.

The car passed through the tunnel, and under the yellow light, those eyes seemed to be filled with mist.

Fu Yan came back to her senses and looked at each other. She saw Huo Minzheng's face darken for a moment and thought he was still angry with her about what happened in the morning.

"Do I have to apologize?"

Huo Minzheng pursed his lips, opened a page of documents, and said coldly: "There is no room for negotiation."

Fu Yan had a fever and her eyes were red. Huo Minzheng's words made her eyes hot and reddened. She looked out the window, her brain pounding.

After a while, she said hoarsely: "Okay."