Become the white moonlight of the attack

The dawn of the morning is like Fu Shixin's bright eyes, every time he takes a second look, he will be deeply attracted by it.

Jiang Zhuo was lying on the bed beside Fu Shixin who was smiling eagerly. Fu Shixin was lying on his side, with his left hand supporting his cheek, and his right hand resting on Jiang Zhuo's white and tender hand.

The cool fingertips twitched Jiang Zhuo's palm, which made him feel itchy.

"Okay, stop making trouble, I have to go to work."

Jiang Zhuo lazily turned over, pushed Fu Shixin's hand aside, and sat up, but someone hugged him from behind cheekily.

The thin lips brushed against Jiang Zhuo's delicate cheeks and landed on his left ear. Jiang Zhuo got up vigilantly, and his tone was a bit coquettish, "If you keep doing this, I'm really going to be late."

He was really afraid of Fu Shixin. From last night to now, is there anything good about him?

Fu Shixin refused to listen, and stretched out his arms to hug Jiang Zhuo. Jiang Zhuo stretched out his hands to block Fu Shixin, and said in panic:

"Stop it, trust me, your kidneys can't take it."

Fu Shixin smiled playfully, and approached Jiang Zhuo, "Oh? Are you questioning me?"

"No!" Jiang Zhuo only felt a cold in his body, and immediately said nonsense: "I can't do it, I have to make up."

Taking advantage of Fu Shixin's inattention, he ran to the closet, picked up his clothes and ran to the bathroom.

Fu Shixin looked at Jiang Zhuo's back running away, and laughed so hard that he had such a big reaction?He just wanted to make a joke.

In front of the mirror, Jiang Zhuo, who had already changed his clothes, wiped off the mist on the mirror, revealing his exquisite beauty, with curved phoenix eyes, pale and rosy face, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised. It is a picture moistened by love. face.

Jiang Zhuo raised his hand and touched his slightly swollen red lips. Thinking of what happened yesterday, he was joyful and anxious at the same time. It seemed that he had better meet Fu Changheng.

In the morning Jiang Zhuo rejected Fu Shixin's invitation to send him to work, but Fu Shixin readily agreed without asking him why.

Going to work in the morning, Jiang Zhuo walked to the office door, glanced at the new secretary Xiao He who had arrived early, nodded his head and entered the office.

Jiang Zhuo, who entered the office, put down all his work for the time being, turned on the computer and tapped on the reel, and after a few minutes, dialed the phone number that Fu Changheng had asked him to meet with last time.

The call was quickly connected, and the person who answered was Fu Changheng. Jiang Zhuo was right, this was Fu Changheng's life number.

The nice thing about talking to a smart guy is that he'll already know what you're thinking after you've said hello.

"Uncle Fu."

"Tell me, where is the appointment?"

This is an affirmation not a question.

"Old time, old place, what do you think?"

"can."

The phone was hung up, and Jiang Zhuo let out a long sigh of relief looking at the resignation letter on the computer screen.

After the matter was settled, Jiang Zhuo called out Secretary Li's new mobile phone number, attached the address and sent it to Feng Wenke with a note:

good luck

Feng Wenke directly responded to a kneeling villain.

In the afternoon, Jiang Zhuo came to the meeting place 10 minutes early, and he also ordered a pot of high-quality tea like a tea drinker.

The water in the kettle was boiling on the small stove, and Jiang Zhuo watched the waiter making tea in an orderly manner.

He used to dislike drinking tea very much, not only because of the taste, but also because drinking tea is a very time-consuming thing.

From boiling water to making tea, it can be done in one step, but it needs to be quantified in detail.

The state of mind was different, and the angle of looking at things began to change. He stared at the tea in front of him and kept silently repeating what he said to Fu Changheng in his heart, but the moment Fu Changheng pushed the door and came in, he overthrew them all again.

The man in front of him is a powerful figure in the imperial capital. In front of him, Jiang Zhuo is just a gnat who wants to enter a wealthy family. What reason does he have to tell him?

"Uncle Fu."

"Do you like to drink tea?" Fu Changheng avoided Jiang Zhuo's address, sat opposite him, and signaled the waiter to go out.

"I don't like it." Jiang Zhuo said truthfully.

"Let's talk, the purpose of coming to me today is not as simple as drinking tea with an old man like me."

Fu Changheng was polite to Jiang Zhuo, as can be seen from his attitude towards Jiang Zhuo last time.

"I don't want to be separated from Fu Shixin."

It was not surprising for Fu Changheng to hear this. From the child's change of name, he could already see his purpose.

Fu Changheng didn't speak, he picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip of the tea, signaling Jiang Zhuo to continue.

"I can tell that Uncle Fu doesn't hate me, but why do you object to us just because I'm a man?"

Jiang Zhuo had already figured it out, being rational, he couldn't get cheap from Fu Changheng in his defense, he could only move it with emotion.

It's just that Fu Changheng is not sure whether he will accept the move.

Fu Changheng put down the teacup, his eyes did not reveal too much emotion. After he went back, he read Jiang Zhuo's information repeatedly. He came from a poor family and worked hard to create his own small world. After it was the person his son had been looking for, he began to waver.

He is not an unkind person, nor does he oppose same-sex marriage, even his own younger brother and his own daughter are also in same-sex marriage, but the old man is eager for his great-grandson, and he can't unite his son to fight against his own Lao Tzu.

Thinking of this, Fu Changheng sighed deeply.

"Jiang Zhuo, I thought you were very practical and knew how to accept when you were good. You let me down very much."

Fu Changheng's tone was very light, but what Jiang Zhuo said was irrefutable.

"Uncle Fu, I thought you were always rational, but I didn't expect you to be so emotional when dealing with your son's relationship."

"Oh?" Fu Changheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Zhuo. The boy in front of him was neither humble nor uttered a word, and his tone was calm.

"Jin Tai, I didn't expect you to spend [-] million yuan to stop our relationship. Should I be thankful or apprehensive? It seems that I hold a lot of weight in your heart."

Fu Changheng smiled lightly and didn't answer.

"Jin Tai's money doesn't come out of nothing. You don't need to risk Fu Shixin's future at this juncture."

Jiang Zhuo stopped and looked at Fu Changheng, seeing that he was unmoved, he continued: "Fu Shixin has been back to China for half a year, and according to your previous intention, he will definitely be allowed to join the company. Now the delay of half a year has made Jintai executives figure out what you mean. As a result, you are now throwing him a big hole and giving him a team that can't fall down, are you not afraid that the board of directors will be shaken?"

"Not to mention the mentality of the top management, is one month too short for Fu Shixin? Although he returned to China for half a year, he spent most of his time doing odd jobs in our company and had no access to projects. You are an unequal treaty. Even if he agreed, it was because of me. Have you ever thought that even if he fails, he will really give in, and he will really give me a knife or two? "

Fu Changheng frowned slightly, his focus was on Jiang Zhuo's last sentence, a tiger's poison does not eat its own child, would he not know his son's intentions?

"In your opinion, how should I separate you? Give him half a year or a year? Will you let go then?"

"No, Uncle Fu, the relationship between you and your aunt envies others. Fu Shixin has lived in a world full of sex since he was a child, and it has been subtle. With your example, he will definitely make him take his relationship seriously."

When Jiang Zhuo said this, he deliberately flattered him.

"I understand my son, but what about you? As far as I know, you and Shi Xin are a mistake."

Jiang Zhuo's palm tightened, he knew that Fu Changheng must have investigated him, but he didn't see contempt on Fu Changheng's face.

"Yes, even the last time you came to see me, I haven't really seen through my heart." Jiang Zhuo is very frank, in front of the human spirit Fu Changheng, he doesn't need to cover up his embarrassment.

"Then how do you convince me that you are serious about Shixin?"

"No."

Fu Changheng finally loosened his eyebrows, he was amused by the kid's honesty, "Jiang Zhuo, do you know who you are talking to?"

"I know, I just want to tell you that I will never give up on him before he gives up on me."

"You told me last time, what about your actions? Will it be empty talk again?"

"Please let me join Fu Shixin's team together. In three months, he and I will give you a satisfactory answer."

"Oh? You think I'll agree, as far as I know your boss won't let you do it."

"I've already signed up my resignation application, and I've informed Mr. Xu when I left."

Jiang Zhuo's desperation caused Fu Changheng's face to change slightly, "Don't you leave yourself a way out?"

"He never thought about the way out for me, and compared his heart to his heart, and neither did I. He...is worth it." When Jiang Zhuo said this, his eyes were dazzling. If Fu Shixin saw him, he would definitely hug him excitedly. , let him repeat countless times.

But to Fu Changheng, Jiang Zhuo is no different from most young people who put out fires for love, and it didn't surprise him that Jiang Zhuo would do this.

"You first talk about your views on Quang Binh. If you want me to give you a project, you must show the most basic sincerity and professionalism."

When it comes to Jiang Zhuo's major, he obviously becomes more comfortable.

"Quang Binh is heavily in debt. On the surface, it looks like a stall, but in essence, what I have access to is only superficial data, but at present, it seems that there is no solution,"

"No solution? Then what should you do?"

"The boss at the beginning of Guangping mainly focused on luxury and fashion, but he didn't know that although they were both in the imperial capital, there was still a gap in the economy between the west city and the east city. The east city is a commercial center, so there is no need to worry about drainage problems, but the west city is actually an extension of the countryside. Most of the people living here still keep their old life, and most of them are middle-aged and elderly people with simple thoughts, and most of the houses are old houses. Even if there are young people who live in it now, it is because of the cheap living, and most of them will still go to Dongcheng or Beicheng to work.”

Fu Changheng took a sip of water and asked Jiang Zhuo to continue.

"Collect local materials, promote popularization, focus on the advantages of young people around, make changes on the original basis, change consumption concepts from the essence, and introduce low-luxury brands while focusing on parity."

Fu Changheng had seen Fu Shixin's plan, and the two had exactly the same idea, but according to his understanding of his son, Fu Shixin would not open his mouth to mention this matter, it must be Jiang Zhuo's homework for it.

The child is excellent, but there is nothing he can do.

The teacup in front of Fu Changheng has been empty three times. When Jiang Zhuo refilled him tea for the fourth time, Fu Changheng stopped him, "If you don't drink it, you will be scolded when you go home to eat."

Jiang Zhuo was delighted by Fu Changheng's sudden change in the way he spoke, "Uncle Fu..."

"You should be able to see that I didn't intend to embarrass you, but... that's all, I'll take you to meet our stubborn old man."

When Fu Changheng got up, Jiang Zhuo was still like a dream, so Fu Changheng was so easily persuaded?

His palms were sweating.

"Why? Don't you want to?" Seeing Jiang Zhuo standing there in a daze, Fu Changheng asked.

"No, I'm just..." Want to see Fu Shixin's grandfather?

"It's nothing, the old man is very kind, as long as you don't explain why you came."

The corner of Jiang Zhuo's mouth twitched. Is this what an elder would say?

"Yes." He nodded politely, and just like that, he was thrown into Fu Changheng's car.

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