Reborn uncle and nephew relationship

Don't panic, after all, the speed of development is too fast, and the second is that Fu Xin's main development projects are all based on his own ideas for later generations.

What if, what if it gets to the back?

Among them, the scale of development cannot keep up, but what about after 2012?How about its development?

Even if it does not develop, do you know when there will be a financial crisis, financial turmoil, which country will have problems, etc.?

There are too many inoperable factors in all these, and whether Shanghai's development will encounter bottlenecks.

After that, do you want to transform the scale of production and the development of the industry?To what point, where?

There are too many doubts, too many problems that Fu Xin needs to face.

Thinking of this, Fu Xin felt a little cold.

Lying on the bed, with its tail curled up, the little golden retriever was lost, decadent, and devastated...

He bit his tail for a while, but looked at the phone pitifully.

Lift it up with your little paws, put it down again, lift it up, put it down again...

Finally, he pressed the phone and glanced at the clock, it was already midnight.

"My Young Master Fu, what can I trouble you to come to me at this time." Gail gritted his teeth and growled.

On the other side, the little golden retriever was yelled at, and was immediately aggrieved: "I want to ask for leave, love, I want to ask for leave."

"Ask for leave again?" Gail pulled the quilt and covered his forehead, "What's the matter this time?"

"Looking for Third Uncle..." After a moment of awkwardness, "It's about going public."

Gail chuckled, glanced at the information on the bedside, "Go, go, don't come back in a hurry."

The feeling is that the little golden retriever is going to find the owner, Lin Lu, and the matter of going public has indeed been brought up by the people below.

But Fu Xin didn't know why he kept silent. He thought there was another purpose.

It is not uncommon for companies to postpone listing, and generally the more postponed, the greater the movement.

It cannot be said that everything Fu Xin did was beyond their expectations, but everything made them sigh.

Gail, Zhou Xingtian and others discussed it in private, but Fu Xin has not mentioned it so far, so there is no guarantee that there is no other movement.

Now it seems that you can't make up your mind, right?

It doesn't matter if you go to find the owner, although Fu Xin was born in a family, but it's only been a few years since he really came into contact with the company.

Inexperienced, not to mention, for a company that is developing so fast and is even about to go public?

After hanging up the phone, Gail picked up the document again.

"This little golden retriever is really happy." Xinlin was founded by him and Fu Xin, and the feeling of it is beyond words.

Listing does not necessarily mean that the development is good, and, in the domestic listing, not to mention the high threshold, but also subject to various constraints.

Fu Xin really wanted to go public. After all, it was an honor. The small company he worked so hard in his previous life, let alone going public, might not even be enough to pay off his younger brother's gambling debts.

In the early morning of the next day, Fu Xin packed his bag in a desperate manner, and went to find the owner with his luggage in his mouth.

I still didn't say hello beforehand, so I got into a taxi directly after getting off the plane this time, and flew all the way to Fuxing Building.

The little golden retriever in a suit with a solemn face pulled his suitcase and walked slowly into the Fuxing Building.

This building is of course named after him, but no matter how you say it, it's a bit old.

Ever since he was kicked out by the members of the board of directors with a full face, Fu Xin almost never walked into it if he could not step into it.

When Shirley saw the little golden retriever squatting in front of her owner's door with a suitcase in her mouth, scratching the door, she helplessly raised her forehead, "The chairman is in a meeting today, shall I inform you?"

The little golden retriever immediately became obedient, holding his own package in his mouth, and staring at him eagerly.

Shirley felt very stressed.

It was still the meeting of the board of directors, Shirley came in and reported silently, Fu Linhe immediately flashed a trace of surprise, with a smile in his eyes.

Chen Bo and the others looked at it curiously, after all, the chairman who was still a little young was notorious for not showing his emotions or anger.

Cheerfully stroked his beard and asked, "What's the big deal that makes you so happy?"

Fu Linhe didn't deliberately hide it, but just smiled and said, "Fu Xin is back, and he didn't even say hello."

"Oh." Uncle Chen nodded, "This little guy is indeed amazing." He couldn't help but praise him.

Back then, he left Hong Kong in disgrace, and he didn't say whether he relied on Fu Linlu's secret help, but let me say a little bit.

Fu Xin has made a lot of noise in Shanghai in the past few years, and they also feel miraculous when they hear it.

This kid can be said to be the one they watched growing up, what kind of guy is he, why don't they understand?

At that time, I thought, let’s go, but who knows, after a year of obscurity, news came that I started a company, and I started a company when I started a company.Who knew that there would be such a big fuss in such a short period of time?

It's really well done, hiss, what I said was not accurate, but it's actually not low. To put it bluntly, I'm just surprised.

Uncle Chen thought for a while, then nodded with a smile: "Since you're here, let's listen to it together." It's not impossible for Mrs. Fu to let him take over when he is promising.

Fu Linhe listened, and with a thought, he nodded immediately. "Please come in." His eyes were fixed on the shareholders present.

He had always hoped that Fu Xin could take over. Right now, since Uncle Chen let go, he naturally happily pushed the boat along.

Not long after, Fu Xin pushed open the door of the conference room, nodded at everyone, and sat down beside Fu Linhe.

Uncle Chen looked at the boy who had undergone tremendous changes with a smile, and nodded in satisfaction, "Well, it's not bad, the prodigal son won't change his money when he returns, good boy, we all know what you did in Shanghai, not bad! "

Many people around him nodded and praised, and Fu Xin thanked them one by one, talking modestly.

"What's the matter when you come back this time?" Fu Linhe looked at his nephew in relief.

Compared with being kicked out of the Fuxing Building back then, he may be happier hearing the praises all around now than Fu Xin himself.

"It's nothing serious," Fu Xin smiled, "I want to ask Uncle San about the listing of the company."

This statement naturally amazed others.

Uncle Chen's eyes widened even more, and he couldn't help nodding with a smile, "Okay, okay, you are indeed the grandson of your grandpa. It's only been a few years, and the company that is making a fuss is about to go public. Okay." Clap your hands, "Issuing the listing is not a trivial matter, let your third uncle help you as a consultant!"

Fu Xin smiled slightly, "It's natural. When I return to Hong Kong, I need to ask the elders and uncles about some details and experiences."

This humble tone naturally aroused the praise of everyone, while Fu Linhe was stunned and couldn't recover.

This is too fast.

I thought it would be okay to let him go out for a few years, even if he failed.

Fu's is enough for him to make a fuss, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't have enough money for his own company, he can post something secretly.

Can……

If there were not too many people, he would have directly rubbed the little golden retriever into his arms.

Eye sockets were a little dilated, and Fu Lin trembled as he pinched Fu Xin's hand, "If you need anything, just talk to third uncle."

Fu Xin turned around, met Fu Linhe's eyes, and nodded slightly. "Third Uncle, I will." Lowering his eyes, he was naturally moved, but a little disappointed.

Sure enough, the relationship between uncle and nephew was a gap that could never be bridged between them.

It's okay, it's okay, but the blood relationship between them can't be cut off either.

Uncle Chen looked at the pair of uncles and nephews with a smile. The old man admired Fu Xin more and more. In the past, he was seen as an incompetent person with a poor ear, so naturally he didn't like it.

But now, not only has he become a talent, but he is still not arrogant. It seems that he has suffered a lot in the past few years, but he is also sensible.

Well, the most commendable thing is that he and his third uncle are getting closer.

He took the lead and stood up, "Okay, that's all for today's shareholders' meeting." While nagging, he walked out, "It's not easy for Fu Xin to come back once, and the matter of going public is no small matter. You two, uncle and nephew, have a good chat. Come on, let's go first."

Everyone left the table one by one, and Fu Xin and Fu Linzhi sent them off respectfully.

After the person left, Fu Xin stretched his waist, but heard the door slam "Bang" from behind him. While he was still thinking about what was going on, he was suddenly embraced by someone.

Tightly, the feeling of suffocation made Fu Xin's heart tremble more and more violently.

Lowering his eyes slightly, he called softly: "Third Uncle, Third Uncle..."

And the person behind him felt that the little golden retriever was getting stronger and stronger, and was going to leave him more and more.

This taste, this...

Obviously he was the one who took care of growing up, and it should be a joy to see him finally become a talent and grow up.But why does my heart ache when I think that he may not need me again in the future?

"Fu Xin." Smelling the scent of that little golden retriever's hair, his brain wondered strangely what brand this little golden retriever used?

"Third Uncle..." Turning around, he rubbed into Fu Lin's arms, sniffing happily, "Third Uncle, are you proud of me?"

"Proud, naturally proud." There were tens of thousands of prides in his heart, but he couldn't resist the traces of fear and loss.

"I will do better in the future and make my third uncle even more proud." Fu Xin flicked his tail excitedly, looking at his third uncle with sparkling eyes.

"Okay, okay, third uncle understands." He kissed the little golden retriever on the forehead.

In an instant, the little golden retriever leaned softly in the third uncle's arms, enjoying the sweetness a little drunk, almost drowning his own happiness.

In the next few days, Fu Xin and Fu Linhe discussed the matter of going public.

Gail, Tang Zhen, and Zhou Xingtian have already prepared related matters, so Xinlin will definitely go public.

And Xinlin's funds are relatively short. Their young master is a troublemaker who likes to find things to do everywhere, developing this and that later.

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