A max-level boss and her conspicuous family members

Cheng Jianwei walked through the huge living room and smelled the aroma of food.

When she came to the dining table, the sight before her was staggering.

The polished light gray and blue rectangular dining table is filled with dishes from all over the world. Each dish looks mouth-watering and exudes an alluring fragrance that is irresistible. The richness is comparable to the Chinese New Year.

Siduo Fu held his head high and his chest proudly, with a "begging for praise" expression on his face.

Cheng Jianwei realized that no wonder Fu Chen and Sheng Ning left the set midway. It turned out that they went home to cook for her with Fu Siduo.

When Sheng Wan saw the sumptuous meal on the table, she suddenly began to talk about him:

"Weiwei, please listen to my explanation. It's not that I won't cook for you... Ahem, I just cleaned up your room. The first one on the right on the second floor is your room. After dinner, do you want to come with me to check it out? Look, if you want to add anything, tell me."

"It's okay," Cheng Jianwei said thoughtfully, smiling, "Mom doesn't have to cook for me, but I can cook for you tomorrow."

Sheng Wan looked at her steadily, her eyes could not help but feel sour, and her red lips were trembling slightly. Her usually calm words became a little incoherent at this moment: "Wei Wei, do you know? This is your first time, no, this is This is the first time I heard you call me mom face to face...I'm really, sorry, I lost my temper..."

She has been waiting for this call for eighteen years.

Although I heard it in the video, it was different from face to face.

Once upon a time, only in her dreams could she see that smart and cute little girl calling her mother in a sweet voice.

Sheng Wan thinks that she is a very calm person. She can handle any company emergencies calmly and decisively. She can also kill everyone in the business field, strategize, and is the helmsman of the entire Fu family.

But for a while, she was completely out of control and sick.

She looked at Sheng Ning, the little girl who was adopted by Fu Siduo and was also a poor child.

In the past, every time she saw Sheng Ning, she would think that if her little moon was still alive, it would be this big. The more she misses her daughter, the less she can accept Sheng Ning.

Sheng Wan knew that everyone was worried about her and that the family needed her to support her, so she pretended to be calm and acted as if nothing had happened, not wanting others to worry.

She is also very kind to Sheng Ning, but there is a difference between closeness and distance. The kind of kindness is the kindness of an elder to a junior. Deep in her heart, there is only her daughter, and she is only her daughter's mother.

Later, everyone thought that she slowly got over the "pain of losing her daughter". Only she knew that she hid the little girl.

Only her husband Fu Siduo could guess a little bit of her inner thoughts.

Siduo Fu was just like his second son, Fu Ran, who was used to covering up everything with a smile, and at the same time tried his best to make her happy...

But now, Sheng Wan almost cried with joy and laughed so hard just because Cheng Jianwei said "Mom".

Her daughter was really that big, standing in front of her alive and calling her mother sweetly.

Cheng Jianwei looked at her and felt that she was lucky to have two mothers who loved her.

Fu Ran finally had a chance to intervene and whispered: "Mom didn't cook because she is a kitchen killer."

After hearing what he said, Sheng Wan calmed down and showed a bright smile: "Fu Ran, when will you hand in your 300,000-word self-reflection? If you don't hand it in, you won't be able to go home this New Year."

Sheng Ning added the last blow: "Fu Ran, aren't you a kitchen killer yourself?"

Fu Ran gritted his teeth and said, "...Why are you mentioning me on this big day? It's bad luck."

Cheng Jianwei was shocked: "Brother, if you are so cruel, you will even scold yourself."

Fu Chen, with the tone of a veteran cadre, whispered in Cheng Jianwei's ear:

"Your room is not temporarily tidied up. The room on the right side of the second floor has always been reserved for you. Mom will prepare new clothes for you in it regularly. By the way, dad is a bit talkative, and he talks more when he is nervous. Weiwei, if you don’t know what to say, just ignore him, and..."

Cheng Jianwei realized that his eldest brother's tendency to talk when he was nervous was inherited from Siduo Fu.

"Family, it's not too late for me to come, right?"

A loud male voice sounded before anyone arrived.

Sheng Yu hurried from the door. He was wearing a light-colored casual sportswear. He looked younger and looked like his peers when standing next to Fu Ran.

Cheng Jianwei looked left and right and felt that the only mature person in the family was actually Fu Chen. Although Fu Siduo could tell that he was middle-aged, he smiled with an innocent and innocent look.

Sheng Yu walked up to Cheng Jianwei and curled her eyes apologetically: "Weiwei, happy birthday. My uncle is late today. I will punish myself by having three drinks. I will give you a small gift by the way."

Cheng Jianwei asked doubtfully: "What little gift?"

Sheng Yu smiled slightly: "Shengshi Film and Television fully cooperates with you, how about it?"

"Then I will sign a contract with you tomorrow! Uncle, don't run away tomorrow." Cheng Jianwei nodded with eyes shining.

Weiran is an emerging film and television company, and being able to cooperate with an established agency in the entertainment industry like Shengshi is her best birthday present.

She was still a little curious. The last time she saw her uncle was after the game celebration, when her uncle sent Sister Yinong home, but what happened next, Sister Yinong did not tell her.

However, now was not the time to talk about this matter, so she could only suppress her curiosity.

The whole family was seated. Cheng Jianwei picked up a piece of sweet and sour short ribs, took a bite and nodded, amidst the expectant expressions of the cooking trio of Fu Siduo, Fu Chen and Sheng Ning.

One bite of this sweet and sour pork ribs, the meat is tender and juicy, and the taste is moderately sweet and sour, which is her favorite taste.

Fu Siduo immediately said: "This sweet and sour pork ribs is my specialty. Weiwei, if you like it, daddy will make it for you every day."

Fu Chen: "I made the sweet and sour sauce."

Sheng Ning: "I prepared onions, ginger, garlic and other seasonings."

Fu Ran: "The spareribs... I bought them fresh! Do you know how much risk I took to buy them? I was recognized by fans at the vegetable market, and they chased me for eight streets."

Siduo Fu gritted his teeth.

Sure enough, his son was born to make trouble for him. His little cotton-padded jacket also leaked air, but Weiwei looked the best and best behaved.

Red wine, juice and other drinks were also prepared on the table. The Fu family's drinking capacity varied, so it didn't matter if they had a few drinks.

When they were almost done eating, Sheng Wan said, "Weiwei, tomorrow is your twenty-fourth birthday. Mom has also prepared a small gift for you. I don't know if you like it..."

Cheng Jianwei thought of the eighteen Porsches when he picked her up today.

Mom wouldn't give her that fleet, would she?

At this time, Butler Wang took out a paper agreement from the side. On it were written in black and white the words "share transfer agreement".

After Sheng Wan drank two glasses of red wine, her pale cheeks turned red. She rubbed her hands and said with a bit of embarrassment: "This is 24% of the shares of Fu Group in my hand. It's not too much. Weiwei, hurry up." Take it.”