After crossing, I became the sweet pastry of the wealthy

Satisfied, Fu Chengwang carried Song Jin'an, who was already asleep, to take a bath.

He only felt a little tired after staying up all night, and he didn't feel any other discomfort.Instead, there is a rare comfort and relaxation.

Gently put Song Jin'an into the heated quilt, Fu Cheng kissed his forehead contentedly, and then went to work with a breeze on his feet.

Seeing his smug look, Zhan Shuo and the staff in the secretary department knew that Madam must have had a hard time last night.

Madam didn't come to work today, presumably she sacrificed a lot to serve the Great Demon King.

This is really sacrificing the small self to save the big self!As long as Mr. Fu is happy, the whole company won't have to work with their heads tied to their belts.

Song Jin'an was still sleeping, unconscious. He was already tired from exercising and stayed up late!

That's it!Fu Chengwang hadn't allowed him to stay up all night, but now he had to take him to stay up all night!

When I woke up, it was already sunset.While cursing Fu Chengwang, Song Jin'an got up while supporting his waist.

Hearing his daughter-in-law scolding him, Fu Chengwang was not angry, but rather happy.

Hurry up and call the restaurant to deliver dinner, I've been hungry all day.Moreover, Song Jin'an will definitely be angry with his lewd and unreasonable demands, so hurry up and get ready to coax him.

Song Jin'an didn't even have the energy to get angry, so he went to work in the study after eating numbly.

No matter how tired you are, you have to do the work that needs to be done.

Although you can't stand for a long time, it is also possible for him to sit and draw a little.

As if he guessed that Song Jin'an would continue to go to the study to draw pictures after waking up, Fu Chengwang specially arranged cushions on his chair, even the chair by the window sill.

Fu Chengwang watched his wife wash, eat, and draw contentedly.

I feel that the process of my work is not so boring, and the scenes in the monitoring are like another kind of companionship.

Across the screen, the two were busy with their own affairs.

Fu Chengwang's cell phone rang suddenly.

It was his third uncle's call, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking smile.

It's quite bearable, and I will call if I don't have it on the same day.

When the call was connected, the third uncle first expressed his apology on behalf of Fu Yutang, saying that he was really sorry for scaring his sister-in-law.

"Yutang has prepared a gift and said it will be given to Xiao Song. When you are free, I will ask him to deliver it." Uncle Fu's tone was flattering, and he glanced at Fu, who was not successful but failed at the other end of the phone. Yutang.

Fu Chengwang's mobile phone was placed on the table, and the hands-free was turned on.

Wen Yan said: "No need, he has been very busy recently, and may not be free a year ago."

Uncle Fu was at a loss for words for a moment, and then said: "Then... Yutang's work, see if you can accommodate me."

Fu Chengwang said: "It's not too difficult. As long as he has excellent work ability and can be sure to bring considerable profits to the company in a short period of time, I can make an exception and let him join the company."

He paused for a moment, and then said: "Maybe he is particularly outstanding in a certain aspect, so he can shine in that position."

While he was speaking, he didn't stop tapping the keyboard with his fingers, and he still stared at the computer screen expressionlessly.

Third Uncle Fu can't say a word now. Of course he knows that this idiot son can be outstanding in any aspect?I really don't have the slightest ability to do it.

The third uncle didn't dare to complain, he knew that his son didn't have the ability to enter the West Temple, so he couldn't blame Fu Chengwang for being cold-blooded, and he didn't have the confidence to say that Fu Chengwang was so capable but refused to help his family.

The West Temple was built by Fu Chengwang to become what it is today. Although the previous Fu family was brilliant, they were at best ranked among the rich and noble.

How can it be like today, standing directly on the top of the pyramid?

The reason why their own small company is doing well now is because of Fu Chengwang.

Because the surname is Fu, he and Fu Chengwang belong to the same family, so they can take advantage of many things.It can be said that all the Fu family members are all in his favor.

The matter has come to this point, it's not good to bother Fu Chengwang anymore, when he was about to say a few more words before hanging up, Fu Yutang snatched the phone.

"Brother! There was a lizard in my box before, it was my other pet Long Aotian, I didn't see it after I got home, is it in your office?" Fu Yutang's voice was not loud, a little faint.

Hearing this, Fu Chengwang raised his eyes and sneered: "Don't bring your things to the West Temple in the future, or you will wait for their bodies to be collected."

Fu Yutang broke into a cold sweat from the shock of Fu Chengwang's tone across the phone.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I will never let such a thing happen again, when can I go and bring Long Aotian back?"

"Someone has already sent it to you." Fu Chengwang looked back at the computer, returning to the emotionless look before.

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When Fu Chengwang returned home at night, he was always cautious when entering the door.

Putting down his briefcase, he ran into the kitchen to cook quickly. Although Song Jin'an had already eaten a meal not long ago, Fu Chengwang was still not worried enough, after all, he hadn't eaten all day.

So when he entered Song Jin'an's study with the dinner plate, the first thing Song Jin'an said was: "Do you raise pigs?"

Song Jin'an slowly put down his pen, sat still in the distance, and gave him a blank look: "I just ate it not long ago, and I haven't digested it yet."

Fu Chengwang didn't dare to be tough now, nodded and bowed his head and said: "Okay, okay, it's okay if you don't want to eat, put it here for now, and I'll warm it up for you later when you're hungry."

Song Jin'an lowered his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

mock up!This will be pretending, timid as a mouse.

Last night I beat and scolded and scolded, but it didn't help at all.

In this kind of matter, Song Jin'an can't beat Fu Chengwang, so in daily life, it's okay for him to pull a little bit, right?

Fu Chengwang went to wash up first, and he didn't forget to cut some fruit for Song Jin'an first.

After taking a shower, he came out wiping his hair, sat opposite Song Jin'an, and said, "Baby, I'm going to a school to recruit tomorrow, did you accompany me?"

Song Jin'an remembered this and nodded: "So fast, if I promise you, I will definitely do it. What time will it be tomorrow?"

Fu Chengwang said: "After lunch, it starts at 01:30."

"Okay, then you go to the company first, and I will draw at home."

Fu Chengwang wanted to bargain, and said in a pitiful tone: "Aren't you going to the company with me? I don't want to work without you."

Song Jin'an glared at him: "Do you still have the face to say it? If it weren't for your unrestrained recklessness, would I have wasted a day today? With this time, I would have finished drawing a picture!"

Fu Chengwang, who knew he was wrong, quickly looked away, not daring to say anything.