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

During the week, Fu Hanlin stayed with Fu Jianhui in the hospital. He repeatedly told him not to eat randomly before heading to the airport to prepare for a business trip to London.

Secretary Sun was already waiting at the airport. Fu Hanlin brought her and Jiang You on this business trip.

Before boarding the plane, he opened WeChat and took a look.

I opened the chat window with Xingkong’s avatar, and the last message was from last night. She replied: As long as you like it!

Fu Hanlin boarded the plane through the green channel. Before switching his phone to flight mode, he sent a message:

【like. 】

This business trip lasted for a week.

Fu Hanlin returned to South City on Monday and headed to Fu Group as soon as he got off the plane.

As soon as Secretary Sun sat in the passenger seat, he turned on his cell phone and checked the messages.

Suddenly, she saw the message Hua Yan sent her before she boarded the plane yesterday. She turned off her phone after boarding the plane and only saw it now.

She had told Hua Yan several times before that if she needed any help, she could just ask.

She had just graduated and was alone and helpless, with no elders around to provide her with guidance and help. Putting aside her relationship with Mr. Fu, she was still willing to care about a young girl.

She gasped when she saw the content of the message.

"Mr. Fu."

Fu Hanlin hummed lightly.

Secretary Sun handed his phone to Fu Hanlin without hesitation and said, "It was a message from Miss Hua."

Fu Hanlin took the phone, and the note "Hua Yan" was at the top of the chat box.

——Secretary Sun, a program crew called me over the weekend and invited me to participate in a dating show. They said that the show would be filmed on the weekend and the remuneration would be quite high, but I refused. However, they still keep calling me, and I don’t know where they got my information from. They also sent invitations to my email, which has caused me trouble. I really have no other choice. Can you help me?

"Romance variety show?" Fu Hanlin's fingers were clasped on the armrest.

Secretary Sun explained: "It is a blind date show for single men and women, but it is different from traditional blind dates. During the filming of the show, the male and female guests will eat and live together to increase the chances of getting along and strengthen their relationship."

Single men and women.

Hua Yan fits this description very well.

Fu Hanlin handed the phone to Secretary Sun and said, "Go and say hello."

"Okay, Mr. Fu."

Secretary Sun was worried about the other party.

Why offend anyone else when you can offend someone else? Provoke the people around Mr. Fu.

Suddenly, she heard the man sitting in the back seat say in a low voice: "What else did she ask you to do for her?"

Secretary Sun has been with Fu Hanlin for many years. She has finally been able to perceive some subtle changes in this man who, in the eyes of outsiders, never shows his emotions.

For example, right now, Mr. Fu's tone when he asked this question sounded a little unhappy.

As for why she was unhappy, Secretary Sun thought that it was probably because Hua Yan sought her help instead of going directly to President Fu.

But Secretary Sun is a qualified and excellent subordinate after all, so he would naturally not embarrass his boss.

I had to pretend that I didn’t know that Mr. Fu was jealous.

Secretary Sun answered truthfully: "Miss Hua only called me once last weekend to ask about your dietary taboos and preferences. Apart from that, there has been no more."

"Ah."

Secretary Sun breathed a sigh of relief. Even though President Fu only made a sound, she could tell that he was in a more relaxed mood than before.

The knife at his neck was finally moved away.

Fu Hanlin returned to Fu Group and found a pile of documents on the desk in the president's office waiting for him to process.

Until the evening, the accumulated official business had not been completed.

Secretary Sun tacitly told everyone to prepare to work overtime tonight.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Secretary Sun received a message from Hua Yan - [Secretary Sun, the program team sent me a message to apologize and said they would never bother me again. Thank you for helping me solve this problem. I will treat you to dinner this weekend.]

Secretary Sun immediately replied: [You are so polite. It is just a small favor.]

Hua Yan: [I still have to work overtime, otherwise I would like to invite you out for a midnight snack. ]

When Secretary Sun saw the message, the internal phone rang. She picked up the phone and Fu Hanlin asked her to send in a document.

The document was placed next to Fu Hanlin's hand. Fu Hanlin glanced at the time and said, "You all should go back and have a rest."

"Don't be in a hurry, Mr. Fu. We'll wait for you to finish your work." Secretary Sun stood aside.

Fu Hanlin flipped open the file and said, "I'm leaving soon too."

Secretary Sun recalled the message Hua Yan sent her and came up with an idea.

She said: "Miss Hua just sent me a message saying that the people from the dating show had apologized to her. The girl was so polite. She said if she wasn't working overtime, she would have invited me out for a midnight snack..."

Fu Hanlin paused while flipping through the documents.

Secretary Sun's words came to an abrupt end.

"What do you want to remind me of?"

Fu Hanlin raised his eyes to look at Secretary Sun who was holding the folder awkwardly.

Secretary Sun didn't expect that Fu Hanlin could see through it.

In terms of heart and mind, she felt inferior to him. After laughing dryly twice, she said, "I'll go back first, Mr. Fu."

But before she went back, she sent Hua Yan a message -

[You are too polite, Miss Hua. Actually, it was Mr. Fu who did it. You should thank Mr. Fu.]

……

Hua Yan was packing up and preparing to go downstairs.

Suddenly the cell phone placed aside rang.

Her heart beat faster when she saw the phone number that had no notes but was familiar to her.

At first she didn't note Fu Hanlin's phone number because she thought they would not be in touch again in the future.

But later, she knew the number by heart and there was no need to make any notes.

Especially when she thought of the truth that Secretary Sun told her, her heart felt like it was caught in a soft net and was tightened.

She gripped the phone tightly, swiped the screen, and put the phone to her ear.

His throat tightened as he spoke, "Mr. Fu."

A man's deep and sincere voice came from the other end of the phone: "Can you leave work now? I'm downstairs."