The remarried husband is actually the head of the rich family?

Hearing this, Jiang Jiu's expression became a little serious, and he reminded, "Boss Fu, the cocktail party tomorrow night is quite important. We are the host, and we have invited all the well-known figures in the business circle. Boss Fu has already informed you that you will attend. Do you want to reconsider it?"

Fu Yehan remained indifferent, his eyes fixed on the computer screen: "Let me tell you about today's arrangements."

"Mr. Fu." Jiang Jiu confirmed again, "Are you really not going?"

Fu Yehan raised his eyelids and glanced at him coldly: "Should I still report to you the reason why I won't attend?"

Jiang Jiu: “…”

Realizing that he had exceeded his authority, Jiang Jiu quickly answered his boss' question: "You have a high-level meeting at the headquarters in half an hour, and the overseas branch will have an online work report at 9 pm, and then you have no other schedule."

After a brief thought, Fu Yehan decided, "Tell President Fu that she will be fully responsible for the overseas work report tonight, and I will not sit in on it. I will attend the meeting in half an hour, and also contact the driver to go to the winery to pick up two bottles of red wine from my rack No. 7. After the meeting, I will go to Ifyou Studio."

"Ok."

Jiang Jiu wrote them down one by one, and remembered something else before leaving.

"Director Fu, I met the secretary general when I came here just now. He said he wanted to see you for something. Should I ask him to come over now?"

"can."

Two minutes after Jiang Jiu left, the secretary general knocked on the door and came in.

"Boss Fu." A subordinate followed the secretary and explained the situation, "This morning, when Meijia came to clean your table, she accidentally knocked over your cup, and a piece of porcelain fell off the rim of the cup. Your original cup was a custom-made one, and it's hard to buy the same one. I asked her to buy one with a similar color. Do you think it's okay?"

The secretary-general was careful with every word he spoke.

The men behind him were so frightened that they dared not utter a word, their eyes were filled with tears as if they had made a huge mistake.

Everyone in the secretariat knew that Mr. Fu was particularly concerned about his personal belongings and hated it most when his subordinates were careless in doing things.

The last colleague who knocked over Mr. Fu’s water cup has been fired.

"Mr. Fu, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Meijia's apology was tinged with obvious tears.

The previous colleague just spilled water, but the cup was still intact, and he was eventually fired.

Not only did she spill the water, she also broke Mr. Fu's custom-made water cup worth five figures. There is no doubt that she will be fired this time, and may even face a high claim.

After hearing what his subordinate said, the secretary said seriously: "Yu Meijia, if you are wrong, you are wrong. 'Not intentional' is not an excuse for making a mistake."

Understanding her boss's intention, Yu Meijia adjusted her mood and apologized again, saying, "Mr. Fu, I'm sorry. I was wrong. Please give me another chance. I promise that something like this will never happen again."

"Understood, let's go out."

Fu Yehan didn't react much, just responded faintly.

In fact, he noticed the porcelain chipping on the rim of the water cup as soon as he arrived in the morning. He really paid attention to details and disliked his subordinates being rash in their work.

But this time, he didn't feel any waves and even felt that it might be God's will.

"Mr. Fu, you can use the water cup that Meijia bought for the time being." The secretary general explained his solution before leaving. "I will find someone to contact the original customization shop to customize a similar one as soon as possible."

"No need." Fu Yehan took his original water cup and put it on the table. "Throw it away. Just prepare a disposable paper cup for me."

"One-time?" The secretary was a little unsure of what the chairman meant.

What happens next?

You can't let the boss drink water from a disposable paper cup every day, right?

Seeing the other party's confusion, Fu Yehan explained in a rare good-tempered manner: "It just so happens that I am planning to change it. My wife recently made a water cup for me and will bring it back tomorrow. I will just use a disposable one for the next two days."

Who is yours?

The Secretary's eyes almost popped out of his head in shock.

However, he did not dare to ask directly. After he said that he knew it, he pretended to be calm, walked forward and picked up the old water cup that Chairman Fu was going to replace, and quickly left the chairman's office with his men.

"Xiao Yu, you heard it just now, right?

After walking out the door and turning to the side, the secretary immediately pulled his subordinate aside and whispered, "The chairman just said 'his wife', right?"

"Yes." Yu Meijia said with a little surprise, "Leader, I feel that the chairman is really not angry, and seems to be quite...happy."

"Is that pleasure?" The Secretary recalled for two seconds and speculated, "Isn't that pride?"

"Yes, that's the feeling." Yu Meijia nodded quickly, and then asked curiously, "Boss, is Mr. Fu married? Why didn't there was any news before? And why do I feel that Mr. Fu's behavior just now is a bit love-brained? Do you know who Mr. Fu's wife is? She can make Mr. Fu so happy that his temper has improved just by giving him a handmade water cup."

"Do you think I know the inside story?"

After listening to her subordinates' questions one after another, the secretary glared at her and ordered with a stern face, "Contain your curiosity. Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about. And be careful with your mouth. Don't tell anyone about this. Also, just because the chairman doesn't pursue today's matter doesn't mean I won't. Write a 3,000-word self-criticism and submit it within a week."

"Oh, okay."

After the meeting, Fu Yehan went to Ifyou with the red wine brought by the driver.

When we arrived, it was lunch time.

"Why did you think of coming to see me? And you brought two bottles of such good wine. I feel embarrassed." Tu Lan smiled and invited him into the house.

Fu Yehan was not polite: "If you are embarrassed to take it, just find a place to put it first, and I will take it back later."

Tu Lan: “…”

The wine that Fu Yehan brought was sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars a bottle and was hard to find on the market. Tu Lan did not hesitate at all and opened a bottle directly during the meal.

After waking the person up, he poured a cup for Fu Yehan and then poured himself a cup.

"I don't want to drink. I have to drive when I get home."

Fu Yehan moved the wine glass aside, picked up the chopsticks and took a few bites of the food.

"Oh, you're driving yourself now? Why? Are you afraid of exposing your identity if you use a driver?"

Tu Lan saw very accurately and immediately saw through Fu Yehan's thoughts.

It's okay to rent a luxury car to satisfy your vanity, but it's really a bit too much to add a driver.

Fu Yehan ignored Tu Lan and continued eating.

Tu Lan was amused by his frustrated look.

"It seems that our President Fu is just like this? He hasn't been able to capture the person in all these days, hahahaha."

"If you ask me, you should just tell her directly. Didn't you trick people into getting married? Are you afraid that your conditions are too good and people will be scared away?"

Tu Lan was so happy that she picked up the wine glass and took a big sip.

Fu Yehan was not angry at all about Tu Lan's teasing. He took a sip of water and explained seriously, "We did get the marriage certificate, but that was because she had improper thoughts about me in other aspects. It had nothing to do with the label on me. On the contrary, because of some rumors about me outside, she has always had a bad impression of me with the label of Chairman of Fu Corporation. So I want to wait until she is sure that she loves me, and then find a chance to tell her my identity. Otherwise, her feelings for me are already unstable, and if there are too many other factors involved, I am afraid that it will interfere with her judgment."

After Fu Yehan finished speaking, he curled the corners of his mouth, and before Tu Lan could continue speaking, he moved his lips again.

There was a sense of confidence in his slow and measured tone.

"But it will be soon. It will only take two days."