Report to the president, your actor has run away again

Unfortunately, no if.

Fu Xin leaned on the swivel chair and pressed his eyebrows, forcing himself to quickly get out of this state of self-pity.

If there is any benefit to growing up, it is probably that now he no longer indulges in useless remorse, but has learned to move forward with a feeling of compensation and a heart of cherishing.

Everyone has their own responsibilities that need to be shouldered, and no one can stand still.

"Brother? Are you listening to me?"

Fu Xin glanced at Fu Zhao's big face on the screen, then at the three piles of documents waiting for approval standing next to the computer, and sighed heavily.

"I listen to your grandma's chicken thighs. If you have had enough fun in the capital, come back quickly. Your brother and I are going to be exhausted."

Fu Zhao hecked twice heartlessly, "How vain can it be? My brother's kidney function is strong. Seven times a night is not a problem." Fu Xin hooked the corner of his mouth indifferently, the truth is indeed the truth, but

"Come on, let me show you."

Fu Xin turned the computer screen, facing the three piles of documents, and gave a close-up very thoughtfully.

"How? False or not?"

Fu Zhao said "Ouch", and quickly covered his eyes, "Hurry up, hurry up, take it away, I feel dizzy looking at this thing!" Fu Xin chuckled, brat, let you leave me and run out by yourself Lang, I'm sick of you.

"Let me tell you, Fu Zhao, get out of the capital within three days. I'll save this pile of documents for you. If you don't approve one, I'll cut it for you."

Fu Zhao: "QAQ"

Listen, is this what my brother said, no, is this what a person said!

"Brother, I think I've fallen out of favor."

Fu Zhao rolled over on the bed, and even rolled around with his mobile phone camera.

"You used to spoil me very much! ("W")"

Fu Xin watched him rolling around blankly, "Don't be cute, my son can do this move, you are too hot-eyed."

Fu Zhao: "QAQQQ"

In fact, Fu Zhao went to the capital this time not only for fun, but mainly to visit his father-in-law.

Leng Ran's father doesn't hate him, Fu Zhao can tell, but he definitely doesn't like him, Fu Zhao can also see that.

In fact, I really can’t blame people for this matter. Ask yourself, if your precious son who has worked so hard to raise, love, and love is raped by a stupid rich second generation, Fu Zhao might take a knife and chop this dog into pieces. Eight petals.

To be able to accept him, to accept and acknowledge his relationship with Leng Ran, for this alone, Fu Zhao is already very grateful.

but! Yes!

Not enough this time.

Fu Zhao is 24 this year, and looks like he is going to be 25, an age that can be said to be too old or too young.

He felt it was time for him to start a family.

The ancients said, self-cultivation, family governance, and peace of the world. Although a good man has aspirations everywhere, he must first build a family before he can learn to grow, learn to take responsibility, and learn how to become a more upright and real man!

——The above is all fucking nonsense, he is just afraid that Leng Ran will run away with others.

In a sense, Fu Zhao's obsession with the two red books is deeper than Leng Ran.

It's self-evident how much Leng Ran likes him.But it is precisely because I like it that I don't want to restrain him.

Leng Ran's love is tolerant, even conniving, but Fu Zhao's love is just the opposite.

He is so selfish that he is righteous and righteous, and selfish that is justified, he just wants to tie Leng Ran to his side so that he can't leave him for the rest of his life.

Whether it is physically or mentally, this is the case.

So when he came to the capital this time, Fu Zhao also came to propose marriage.

Wasn't it always like this in ancient times, the prodigal young master fell in love with a scholarly lady, so he restrained his temper, rearranged his clothes, and with his wealth and a sincere heart, he came to the door to propose marriage.

So Fu Zhao also put his family fortune on it this time.

He listed all the companies, properties, deposits and shares under his name in a clear list, and handed the list to Leng Xiao in front of Leng Ran.

"This is all my net worth. I only wrote the company in my name, house, car, and some industries I invested in. I have 20.00% of the shares in the Fu Group, but I didn't write it because it is not me. Yes, the Fu Group is now owned by my father, later by my elder brother, and later by my eldest nephew. I will always help them, but I can't touch the real power, and I can't afford it. I know how much I own. two."

"I know that what I have now is nothing compared to what I once had. But I will work hard, I will work very hard, and I will do my best to let Ran Ran live a satisfactory life. I promise, no matter whether Ran Ran wants to act or sing in the future, I will support him unconditionally, and I will never let him lose the opportunity to pursue his dreams because of any reasons such as getting married or wanting children."

ZX

"Wait a minute."

Leng Xiao raised his hand, his gaze shifted from the list in front of him to Fu Zhao's face.